What pissed you off today? Mark III

People's arrogance. Especially when they're a mess like the rest of us, if not more so. :rolleyes:
 
Entitled white bitch boi gamers who believe that achieving high scores on shooter games should qualify you for jobs like software architect or data modeler.
 
The phone call I had to make a little bit ago. Wtf. I hope to never have to do that again. Sadly I know I will. Thankfully it will only be a once a year call.
 
Whoever packed the box of stuff that was delivered today decided that it was a good idea to put a small box of fragile, gluten free cheese crackers under four cartons of bone broth! I will be getting more crackers but I had to take time out to contact them and put it right.
 
Whoever packed the box of stuff that was delivered today decided that it was a good idea to put a small box of fragile, gluten free cheese crackers under four cartons of bone broth! I will be getting more crackers but I had to take time out to contact them and put it right.

One time my partner's father helped us pack for moving house (despite our best attempts to dissuade him). He packed loose tomatoes at the bottom of one box, with random non-perishable heavy stuff on top of them :-/
 
People saying shit behind my back they would never say to my face. Mainly cause I’d rip theirs off, the cowardly fucks.
 
My phone keeps alerting me that there is "light traffic to home" ... k, thanks???? I can't just leave work because the commute is short.
 
Trying to schedule a pre-op appointment for my dad and they can't do it for four more weeks. What kind of business are they running over there? :mad:
 
I’m thiiiis close to being out of give. It’s been a big year of growth for me but it has taken so much time and devotion that I’m almost out of fuel to keep going. I can’t fight this feeling that all my work is in vain and while I have personal growth to show for it the ultimate end for my little chapter of the organisation I’m part is that it will end as soon as I pull away (which is enevitable in just under three years) as no one is as invested as I am. I wish I could walk away now with my head held high but my identity is so tied to this that I know I can’t. So I’m stuck on this futile journey to the end and I’m trying in vain to keep myself bouyant enough to stop those I work with from losing all hope. Why must I always arrive at the end of great things?
 
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