Things that piss you off?

Mskey said:
S. coming from you that flatters me deeply!!!:D

:rose:

I meant every word. :)

But now we have to think of more things that piss us off so we can get this thread back on track! LOL

Sorry, dear firefighter, you can punish me for the hijack later...

S.
 
agreed...I would never piss firefighter off for the world!;)

so....more things that piss me off.

having 100 channels of NOTHING to watch!

living in a city that wouldn't know there was another sport besides basketball out there.

having absolutely exquisite light falling behind one of the most beautiful dogwoods I've ever seen, rushing to get my camera and finding my darling husband has removed it from the van!

being told by work that I must observe certain standards and then not being given the means to adequetly(sp?) meet those standards. And then being chastised for not meeting them.

:rolleyes:
 
another thing that pisses me off....

banks.
especially ones that have 17 windows, but only 2 tellers operating during the busiest time of the day (lunchtime).
and the same banks also have little metal barricades to herd you along like a sheep while you inch your way forward centimeter by centimeter over the course of about 45 minutes.
but they don't provide any play stuff for your poor kids, who make their own fun by swinging off the barricades while you're slowly going insane because you're stuck in the queue with a heavily perfumed, middle-aged lady in front of you, and a 97 year old man who needs to change his colostomy bag behind you.
and then one of the only 2 tellers has the gall to tell you kids are not allowed to swing off the fucking barriers while you wait!

and then, when you finally do get to the window, and you've done your deposit, the bitch teller (who, by the way, is so fucking superior and looks like she's got a rod rammed up there!) calmly and politely informs you that your account will be debited $1.10 for the priveledge of using the over-the-counter facility!!!

:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
 
warrior queen said:
another thing that pisses me off....

banks.
especially ones that have 17 windows, but only 2 tellers operating during the busiest time of the day (lunchtime).
and the same banks also have little metal barricades to herd you along like a sheep while you inch your way forward centimeter by centimeter over the course of about 45 minutes.
but they don't provide any play stuff for your poor kids, who make their own fun by swinging off the barricades while you're slowly going insane because you're stuck in the queue with a heavily perfumed, middle-aged lady in front of you, and a 97 year old man who needs to change his colostomy bag behind you.
and then one of the only 2 tellers has the gall to tell you kids are not allowed to swing off the fucking barriers while you wait!

and then, when you finally do get to the window, and you've done your deposit, the bitch teller (who, by the way, is so fucking superior and looks like she's got a rod rammed up there!) calmly and politely informs you that your account will be debited $1.10 for the priveledge of using the over-the-counter facility!!!

:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:

please tell me you're kidding and that they don't actually charge you to walk in and use the service they're there to provide!?
I'd have lost it hun!

on the subject of banks....

being charged an ATM fee because I withdrew money from an ATM that wasn't linked to MY bank.
So what? My money's in there! It's not as if they're not going to get their $10!

overdraft fees. Explain the logic of the overdraft fee to me. If I don't have enough money in my account to cover the charges coming in against it how is tacking another $29 per item overdrawn going to remedy the situation? Now not only am I however much short the original draft was but $29 (or more) over the that.
 
sheath said:


Sorry, dear firefighter, you can punish me for the hijack later...

S.

Oh no...you get a free pass here with me :) Hijack all you want :)

And that goes for MSkey too....Hmm..someone must have told her of my infamous lectures LOL.. (well that and her dang AV makes me want to pull the hose of the truck and run amuck)!!!

Things that piss me off....

Being to smart sometimes for my own damn good.

FF
 
TY readyone...someday I'll get my sorry backside in gear and post some of my stuff that's been written for this site.

firefighter...:devil: :kiss: my AV inspires such things? You darlin man. I'd have to kiss you with it if you were here.
 
Mskey said:

firefighter...:devil: :kiss: my AV inspires such things? You darlin man. I'd have to kiss you with it if you were here.

Little lady you keep that kind of talk up and I might just be tempted to hijack my own thread. LOL. ;)

FF

PS...I only use one towel too...and usually it happens to be a damn washcloth cause the rest are in the laundry LOL
 
The person who keeps trying to scan my computer... I have a FIREWALL it stops you.. No matter if you try to scan it a billion times you will be stopped a billion times..
 
Trying to move house. Why do I have to pay an estate agent £200 for opening the door so I can look at the place and running checks I can tell you the answers to?

People who advertise a houseshare and then make it perfectly clear you are going to be there to take the sting off their mortgage and your role is to sit in "your" room not being seen.

Being found attractive exclusively by women who already have boyfriends/husbands.

Record companies for making it impossible to buy the music I want in the format I want.

Television for assuming I have the attention span and intellect of a bowl of rice pudding.

The population at large for proving the televison companies right.

The world in general for the state of the oceans. Out of sight, out of mind.

Idiots who forward pointless virus warnings without ever having even run a google search on what they are forwarding to their entire address list.

George Bush for being the scariest warmonger since hitler.

Free market and capitalism, the two bastions of our society being mutually incompatible, but no-one seems to have twigged it yet.

Bigots. Whatever your flavour, what is your problem? If you're straight, what does it matter to you if gay couples can marry? And WTF is your problem with black/asian/anyoneother people? You lap up the bile and vitriol spread by our press with a fervour that I find truly disturbing.

Society at large for being so easy to manipulate.

The compensation culture. Maybe, just maybe, you spilt that hot coffee on your lap because you were stupid.
 
When people take my fucking nail clippers or tweezers and don't put them back!:mad:
 
alonelygal said:
my pain being shit and counting less because i am not known...being less than because i was the one kept hidden...being talked down about,if even in the vaguest of terms...people who don't know me assuming things that are so fucking not true...people who assume that these feelings aren't real because they are on-line...who suppose that it should all just stop when i turn off the computer...knowing that there are people who will think that i have no right to be angry
Today:

People and circumstances that make the above not only possible but probable.


People who put down rice pudding (sorry, VSE; I couldn't help it - this piece of fruit was just too close to the ground to be ignored ;) )

People and circumstances that make it possible for Sheath to feel ignored.

Restaurants that have not yet caught on that people can die from eating nothing but fatty fried foods. And whose idea of a vegetarian meal is a salad made of iceberg lettuce with bacon and hardboiled eggs.
 
sheath said:
Being ignored.

:mad:

S.


Hey there,Sheath...want me to beat 'em up for ya...come on...i'm in the mood...just point me in the direction of the varmit!!!:mad:


{{{{{Sheath}}}}}


j.
 
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I fucking hate people that judge someone based on their past actions....they judge someone even tho they`ve never fucking met the guy....


ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
 
alonelygal said:
Hey there,Sheath...want me to beat 'em up for ya...come on...i'm in the mood...just point me in the direction of the varmit!!!:mad:


{{{{{Sheath}}}}}


j.

Thanks, J. :) I needed that.

Maybe it's just one of those nights. I am pretty much the independent, strong woman. I'm have it all under control. I have great friends around me. I have a great career. I have great kids. I'm comfortable in my skin.

But dammit, sometimes I feel so fucking alone. Entirely alone. There is really no reason to it, I know...there is absolutely nothing I can pinpoint and say, "There is the reason you feel like the whole world has abandoned you." Because it hasn't. But it feels like it has.

I feel that way tonight, and it pisses me off. Storms are rolling in and I love that, I feel so incredibly sensual when thunder rumbles, I want nothing more than to lie down under that magnolia tree with a special man and let it rain, baby.

But instead I'm here alone in a silent house. And sometimes it just fucking pisses me off. It's going to be one of those nights when I sleep on the couch because I don't want to sleep in the bed alone.

And you know what pisses me off even more? My friends all think I'm so lucky, I've got a charmed life, I'm so happy...and I AM. I really am. I can't count all the blessings, there are so many. That makes me wonder, what right do I have to bitch? I have so much. My dreams have come true. Nobody can look at my life and say I don't have the things that truly matter. I am so blessed it's almost frightening. I feel guilty when I bitch. I feel guilty bitching HERE about THIS right NOW. Fuck!

But when those nights come along, those down moments? Those are the times when I feel isolated. Because Sheath is suddenly not the happy, chipper, got-it-all-under-fucking-iron-control woman she usually is, and it shocks the hell out of friends and family. It seems like the only thought is "say something right to make her feel better and get her back to being HER" but the truth is, dammit, I just want someone to LISTEN to me. I want to bitch about things I have no right to bitch about and I want someone to sit there and not judge me for it. I just want a sounding board. And I don't have that tonight.

And it pisses me the fuck OFF.

What's worse is that I become pissed off because being pissed off is better than being sad and feeling alone.

And I HATE it when I resort to that shit.

Which then pisses me off at myself, which then makes me feel worse. *sigh*

You know what? I know what I need. I need a good, hard fuck. Then slow lovemaking while I cry. Some wine to relax me and maybe a friendly phone call from somebody saying, "It is okay if you want to cry."

*sniffle*

Tomorrow night will be better. I know it will. And I don't do this all the time...just every now and then. I mean, you guys know me here, right? How often do I get down like this? Hardly ever. Hell, I might even be okay an hour from now. It just depends. *shrugs* But do you ever just want a shoulder to cry on and when you turn to it, you realize...it is not there?

I am dealing with that tonight.

Now I'm going to go make a list of what feeds my soul. Because dammit, THIS is not helping much. :mad:

S.
 
alonelygal said:
my pain being shit and counting less because i am not known...being less than because i was the one kept hidden...being talked down about,if even in the vaguest of terms...people who don't know me assuming things that are so fucking not true...people who assume that these feelings aren't real because they are on-line...who suppose that it should all just stop when i turn off the computer...knowing that there are people who will think that i have no right to be angry

I understand completely. Hang in there! Feelings are always real, as are people are real regardless of how they communicate.
 
sheath said:
Thanks, J. :) I needed that.

Maybe it's just one of those nights. I am pretty much the independent, strong woman. I'm have it all under control. I have great friends around me. I have a great career. I have great kids. I'm comfortable in my skin.

But dammit, sometimes I feel so fucking alone. Entirely alone. There is really no reason to it, I know...there is absolutely nothing I can pinpoint and say, "There is the reason you feel like the whole world has abandoned you." Because it hasn't. But it feels like it has.

I feel that way tonight, and it pisses me off. Storms are rolling in and I love that, I feel so incredibly sensual when thunder rumbles, I want nothing more than to lie down under that magnolia tree with a special man and let it rain, baby.

But instead I'm here alone in a silent house. And sometimes it just fucking pisses me off. It's going to be one of those nights when I sleep on the couch because I don't want to sleep in the bed alone.

And you know what pisses me off even more? My friends all think I'm so lucky, I've got a charmed life, I'm so happy...and I AM. I really am. I can't count all the blessings, there are so many. That makes me wonder, what right do I have to bitch? I have so much. My dreams have come true. Nobody can look at my life and say I don't have the things that truly matter. I am so blessed it's almost frightening. I feel guilty when I bitch. I feel guilty bitching HERE about THIS right NOW. Fuck!

But when those nights come along, those down moments? Those are the times when I feel isolated. Because Sheath is suddenly not the happy, chipper, got-it-all-under-fucking-iron-control woman she usually is, and it shocks the hell out of friends and family. It seems like the only thought is "say something right to make her feel better and get her back to being HER" but the truth is, dammit, I just want someone to LISTEN to me. I want to bitch about things I have no right to bitch about and I want someone to sit there and not judge me for it. I just want a sounding board. And I don't have that tonight.

And it pisses me the fuck OFF.

What's worse is that I become pissed off because being pissed off is better than being sad and feeling alone.

And I HATE it when I resort to that shit.

Which then pisses me off at myself, which then makes me feel worse. *sigh*

You know what? I know what I need. I need a good, hard fuck. Then slow lovemaking while I cry. Some wine to relax me and maybe a friendly phone call from somebody saying, "It is okay if you want to cry."

*sniffle*

Tomorrow night will be better. I know it will. And I don't do this all the time...just every now and then. I mean, you guys know me here, right? How often do I get down like this? Hardly ever. Hell, I might even be okay an hour from now. It just depends. *shrugs* But do you ever just want a shoulder to cry on and when you turn to it, you realize...it is not there?

I am dealing with that tonight.

Now I'm going to go make a list of what feeds my soul. Because dammit, THIS is not helping much. :mad:

S.

Jeez, it's catching. :devil: Sorry, I know that's not what you wanted to hear. i was there with you while you wrote it, though, or while I read it. It's a beautiful night here and I've been having a good mope, then po, then pity party, then something almost pure and beautiful sadness, then just shit, all week. Not gonna be that misery-who-loves-company tonight. You do remind me of a story, though. :D :eek:
We had fertility problems for many years, then when I finally had my daughter I felt like I couldn't get mad or blue like the other moms. couldn't complain. Was supposed to count my damn blessings every day. Beat myself up with that for awhile -- until one day it struck me that I'm a mom. And that part of being a mom is bitching about it, and that I get to bitch about it just like everybody else. G-d won't strike me dead with a lightning bolt. And I want the whole package -- the kid, the bitching about the kid, the whole thing! And I get to just like any other mom. So there! :p And I did and it was great and I relaxed.
Bitch all you want. Help is near.
On the other hand, it IS sad not to have a nice muscular, man-scented shoulder right there in front of you when you want one. Should be able to order one of those up, just like pizza!:D Bet you'd have lots of volunteers for that particular service right here on this board. lol
Sweet dreams. :rose:
:heart:
 
I can honestly say that it must be in the air. :eek:

What really pisses me off is men that make plans and then use lame ass excuses to get out of them. Don't call, don't send an email, and then expect a woman not to get really pissed about it.
 
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