Things that piss you off?

sheath said:
Flying fuck? When you hardly have time to tell them to fuck themselves properly...like flipping someone the bird while you are driving with the pedal to the metal to get out of their driveway as quickly as possible before you wind up killing them, yourself, or both.

At least, that's a good definition for me. :)

S.
I don't know for sure where or how the phrase originated, but I remember first hearing it back around 1966-68 when it was in widespread use here in the northeast US.
The entire phrase was actually, "take a flying fuck in a rolling donut". Hope that helps the visualization.
;)
 
I'm so sorry Voldemort is harrassing you again. I went to give one of your stories another read and was glad to note that his uncalled-for and inappropriate PC had been removed.

I'm pissed off at Wal-Mart. Last year or so I bought a couple of these nifty little medicine racks there that have magnets on the back so you can stick them on the front of your fridge. This year we're all taking meds, even my husband, and there isn't room for all our prescriptions in the two we've got, so I went to buy a third, and you guessed it, they don't carry them anymore. "Why," I asked the sales associate, "do you stores always discontinue the good stuff?"

"So they can come out with something better," came the reply.

"But you don't have anything comparable!" She had nothing to say to that.
 
Sometimes when I waste time being pissed off, it really pisses me off!!

(And other times it's just good, clean fun.:D )
 
Those who do not understand what 'invasion of privacy' means...and when you try to calmly and rationally explain it to them, they get uptight and upset because they KNOW they should not have done what they did but they don't know how to gracefully apologize and let it go.

Somebody is going to get SO fucking fired SO fucking fast they are going to wish to God they had never fucked with me. :mad:

S.
 
I hate smartass posters who think their better than the rest of us.....

You know who i`m talking about...
 
I have taken deep breaths.

I have counted to ten.

I have just screamed into a pillow.

Now I'm going to vent here.

Those goddamn motherfucking sons of bitches who call themselves respectful and then have no fucking problem with invading privacy just because THEY want to see what happens behind the scenes. How would you feel if I ventured into YOUR home or your personal office without YOUR permission? How would you feel if I went through your possessions and then bragged about it all to my friends? How would you like it if I chose to find out all I could about YOU and YOUR personal life and even told whoever cared to listen what kind of goddamn quilt was on the goddamn bed that you should not have been looking at in the first fucking place??? How would YOU like to know your life was suddenly fair game just because some insolent asshole didn't have the decency to stop and THINK that maybe, just fucking MAYBE, you don't have the right to examine everything under a microscope just because you take a fucking whim to do so? Who the fuck do you think you are?

And then how would you feel if I went public with that shit and told everyone and their brother just how fucking COOOOL it was to look at your personal things, to flip through your clothes in your closet and to basically make everything sacred into a mockery of public domain?

Goddamn you, you fucking bitch. I wish to God you read this board. But then that wouldn't help my cause any, would it, because you know what? YOU are fired. You are so fucking goddamn fired and guess what else, your waste of sperm of a husband is fired, too. How do you like THEM apples, you self-righteous bitch? Try whining about how you didn't do anything wrong while you try to find another job, because you fucked this one up and I have no sympathy for your sorry ass!

*DEEP BREATH*

Okay. I'm done. Thanks for letting me vent, y'all can just overlook me, I'm liable to do this again before the night is over.

*sigh*

S.
 
sheath said:
I have taken deep breaths.

I have counted to ten.

I have just screamed into a pillow.

Now I'm going to vent here.

Those goddamn motherfucking sons of bitches who call themselves respectful and then have no fucking problem with invading privacy just because THEY want to see what happens behind the scenes. How would you feel if I ventured into YOUR home or your personal office without YOUR permission? How would you feel if I went through your possessions and then bragged about it all to my friends? How would you like it if I chose to find out all I could about YOU and YOUR personal life and even told whoever cared to listen what kind of goddamn quilt was on the goddamn bed that you should not have been looking at in the first fucking place??? How would YOU like to know your life was suddenly fair game just because some insolent asshole didn't have the decency to stop and THINK that maybe, just fucking MAYBE, you don't have the right to examine everything under a microscope just because you take a fucking whim to do so? Who the fuck do you think you are?

And then how would you feel if I went public with that shit and told everyone and their brother just how fucking COOOOL it was to look at your personal things, to flip through your clothes in your closet and to basically make everything sacred into a mockery of public domain?

Goddamn you, you fucking bitch. I wish to God you read this board. But then that wouldn't help my cause any, would it, because you know what? YOU are fired. You are so fucking goddamn fired and guess what else, your waste of sperm of a husband is fired, too. How do you like THEM apples, you self-righteous bitch? Try whining about how you didn't do anything wrong while you try to find another job, because you fucked this one up and I have no sympathy for your sorry ass!

*DEEP BREATH*

Okay. I'm done. Thanks for letting me vent, y'all can just overlook me, I'm liable to do this again before the night is over.

*sigh*

S.

So where should I submit my resume? And does the job come with benifits?? :)
 
What is pissing me off big time right now is the fact that I can not change my AV....grrrr anyone that knows me knows that I love to change it every few days, this is the longest I have had the same one.

Pissed off is mild compared to what I really feel.
I have been trying for days and days to change it. Each and every time, it kicks me off the board and I have to log back in.

PISSED OFF BIG TIME!!!!!!!



ok,thanks for that rant
 
firefighter02 said:
So where should I submit my resume?

All applicants must undergo a very special examination, and said examination is entirely at my discretion.

For you: You must present in person and be prepared for an interview that lasts for at least 48 hours. ;)


And does the job come with benifits?? :)

The benefits are definitely negotiable.

Thanks for making me smile. :) I needed that.

S.
 
It pisses me off that sometimes I waste time on stupid shit. Just running my motor. When it's a beautiful day out and my kids are playing and are young enough that they still love to play with me and it breaks my heart. It pisses me off that I don't know why I do it and I'm doing it right now. LIke I have to work something off before I can go have fun. What is fun anyway? guess I forget sometimes? my own whining pisses me off. Saw a video last night I'd recommend -- Something's gotta give. We waste time and then it's too late. Maybe I'll start a what breaks your heart thread to go along with what pisses you off, what do you do when you feel wild and what makes your sould sing. (Couldn't remember the real title of the last one.) Haven't written poetry or painted in so long. Feel that yearning underneath. I am so jealous of your writing songs, sheath. Not in a bad way, it just reminds me that I should be doing something like that. Too busy trying to save the world. Doing Good. Social action and all that. Medical care for kids, etc. All the things that piss me off because they aren't done yet. So I gotta do 'em.

And the other thing that pisses me off is that I haven't got a handle on how to work on the thing that brought me to these boards, and I feel my memory and strength of will to fix it, and sense of possibility slipping away. Or maybe that's what breaks my heart instead.

Too sad. And tomorrow's my birthday.
 
Finally seeing the answer, and not really knowing the question to start with.

Easter Egg hunts held after easter.

Cops...grrrrr
 
here's some things that piss me off....

endlessly multiplying loads of laundry! How...in the name of fucking god how!??...can a family that only wears one outfit a day 7 days a week end up with nearly 10 bushel baskets of laundry at the end of said week? I mean for the love of christ, how hard is it to simply air out the shirt if it's not dirty and and fold it up. If you only wore the damn pants for a half an hour to go to the grocery store WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE WASHED AGAIN!!!????:mad:
Also, if I send the clean laundry to you....PUT IT AWAY! Don't leave it laying about in the basket until you throw dirty clothes on top of it. I can't count the number of " dirty clothes" I've washed that are still folded or creased!

And towels, yeah. towels! Why does everyone in my family but me require at least 3 damn towels to dry their body off with? How damn wet are you when you get out of the shower that it takes 3 bath sheet sized towels to dry you off?

Toilet paper! We have this really nifty little thing called a roll that you slide the tube of toilet paper onto that way EVERYONE can find it and the frippin cat doesn't chase it all over the house while we're sleeping and shred it beyond use! Why is that simple task so hard to perform? Why is it easier to leave the empty tube on the roll and prop the new roll on the windowsill? Please explain this to me.

Dishes. Why must a fresh dish be used for every damn bite you nibble? It's not a restaraunt, not a buffet! There are no health codes being violated if you rinse out the damn bowl you used for cereal in the morning and put soup in it at lunch! Same goes for the spoon or fork you used!! Perhaps if we didn't use every dish in the house before dinner time I could get the freakin dinner on the table at a decent hour because I wouldn't be stuck doing dishes for an hour! I mean for petes sake we have a dadburn dishwasher, how hard is it?

Flushing!! You would think after dumping a particularly unsavory load of bodily waste into the commode you'd want to flush it away, but NO! Not my family. Apparently they feel the need to conserve water by only flushing once every day! Well guess what guys, I end up using all that water just trying to scrub the shit stains out of the damn commode every day!!!

Dust. Dust is not an art medium! If you find an object in the house- say the television screen- that you can draw on due to the collected dust particles then perhaps it neeeds dusting and not illustration!!!

lids on the garbage can. See the whole reason for putting the lid on the garbage and locking it down is so that the dog CAN'T tip it over and redecorate the house with it while we're out. Of course perhaps if any one besides me ever remembered to put food and water down for the poor animal he might not feel the need to seek nourishment in the trash!

Putting a book back in the daggone bookshelf!!!

throwing an empty carton, bottle, etc. etc. away! I'm not Martha friggin Stewart people. I'm not gonna turn it into a tea cozy, throw the damn thing out!!

there's more...but this was enough to make me feel better.:D
 
Mixed signals. I absolutely fucking hate that. But you know what's worse? Suddenly realizing that I have been sending out mixed signals myself, and that my actions have not been backing up my words.

I have to stop that.

A slap of reality is a good thing sometimes, even though it pisses me the fuck off, I know it's good for me.

*sigh*

S.
 
Mskey said:
here's some things that piss me off....

endlessly multiplying loads of laundry! How...in the name of fucking god how!??...can a family that only wears one outfit a day 7 days a week end up with nearly 10 bushel baskets of laundry at the end of said week? I mean for the love of christ, how hard is it to simply air out the shirt if it's not dirty and and fold it up. If you only wore the damn pants for a half an hour to go to the grocery store WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE WASHED AGAIN!!!????:mad:
Also, if I send the clean laundry to you....PUT IT AWAY! Don't leave it laying about in the basket until you throw dirty clothes on top of it. I can't count the number of " dirty clothes" I've washed that are still folded or creased!

And towels, yeah. towels! Why does everyone in my family but me require at least 3 damn towels to dry their body off with? How damn wet are you when you get out of the shower that it takes 3 bath sheet sized towels to dry you off?

Toilet paper! We have this really nifty little thing called a roll that you slide the tube of toilet paper onto that way EVERYONE can find it and the frippin cat doesn't chase it all over the house while we're sleeping and shred it beyond use! Why is that simple task so hard to perform? Why is it easier to leave the empty tube on the roll and prop the new roll on the windowsill? Please explain this to me.

Dishes. Why must a fresh dish be used for every damn bite you nibble? It's not a restaraunt, not a buffet! There are no health codes being violated if you rinse out the damn bowl you used for cereal in the morning and put soup in it at lunch! Same goes for the spoon or fork you used!! Perhaps if we didn't use every dish in the house before dinner time I could get the freakin dinner on the table at a decent hour because I wouldn't be stuck doing dishes for an hour! I mean for petes sake we have a dadburn dishwasher, how hard is it?

Flushing!! You would think after dumping a particularly unsavory load of bodily waste into the commode you'd want to flush it away, but NO! Not my family. Apparently they feel the need to conserve water by only flushing once every day! Well guess what guys, I end up using all that water just trying to scrub the shit stains out of the damn commode every day!!!

Dust. Dust is not an art medium! If you find an object in the house- say the television screen- that you can draw on due to the collected dust particles then perhaps it neeeds dusting and not illustration!!!

lids on the garbage can. See the whole reason for putting the lid on the garbage and locking it down is so that the dog CAN'T tip it over and redecorate the house with it while we're out. Of course perhaps if any one besides me ever remembered to put food and water down for the poor animal he might not feel the need to seek nourishment in the trash!

Putting a book back in the daggone bookshelf!!!

throwing an empty carton, bottle, etc. etc. away! I'm not Martha friggin Stewart people. I'm not gonna turn it into a tea cozy, throw the damn thing out!!

there's more...but this was enough to make me feel better.:D

OH MY GOD.

Mskey...woman, I am SO fucking impressed with that rant! LMAO

This is like an ode to anybody who ever had to clean up after the rest of the family! Perfect! :D

S.
 
Professional dressmakers and tailors who take very professional measurements with very professional equipment...and STILL manage to get the fucking thing wrong! :mad:

S.
 
sheath said:
Professional dressmakers and tailors who take very professional measurements with very professional equipment...and STILL manage to get the fucking thing wrong! :mad:

S.
Are your undies literally in a bundle again Sheath? :eek:



;)
 
sheath said:
OH MY GOD.

Mskey...woman, I am SO fucking impressed with that rant! LMAO

This is like an ode to anybody who ever had to clean up after the rest of the family! Perfect! :D

S.

:D :D ...thankee kindly S. I had to have a good rant when I took in the hurricane aftermath posing for my house this morning! ( specially considering I'd spit shined it for comapny we had this weekend not three days ago!)

Good ( or bad thing depending on how ya like it) thing is it inspired me to write.;)

Many hats

My family has a tailor
who sews up all their clothes
she's great at fixing torn up hems and mending stocking toes.

My family has a chef
who doles out three squares a day
not exactly Wolfgang Puck, but they pack it all away.

My family has a maid
who cleans up every mess
spills on the rug or on the tile the woman never rests.

My family has a nurse
who dresses every scrape
brings down every fever and soothes every tummyache.

My family has a chauffer
who drives both night and day
to school, to work, to soccer games she's always " on her way".

My family has no money
how do they pay for such a crew?
They give all the jobs to Mommy knowing she can pull them thru.
 
Mskey said:
:Many hats

My family has a tailor
who sews up all their clothes
she's great at fixing torn up hems and mending stocking toes.

My family has a chef
who doles out three squares a day
not exactly Wolfgang Puck, but they pack it all away.

My family has a maid
who cleans up every mess
spills on the rug or on the tile the woman never rests.

My family has a nurse
who dresses every scrape
brings down every fever and soothes every tummyache.

My family has a chauffer
who drives both night and day
to school, to work, to soccer games she's always " on her way".

My family has no money
how do they pay for such a crew?
They give all the jobs to Mommy knowing she can pull them thru.

I'd say the inspiration turned out to be a very good thing. :) You are a great poet! :rose:

S.
 
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