Today's Rant

[rgraham666]

I seem to recall we had a thread for this purpose, but I can't seem to find it.

I'm really need to rant right now, so I'm restarting it.

Ahem.

How fucking hard is it?!

When you moved into this house you agreed to the following terms.

House meeting every month. Date and time posted on the bulletin board. It's only one fucking hour a month so there's no goddamn reason for you not being there!

House fund, $10 a month. This is used to buy stuff that the house needs. It has nothing to do with whether you use it or not!

You have an area to keep clean. It's your responsibility to look after it. It doesn't matter if other people don't do theirs. It's still your fucking responsibility!

It's not much to ask despite your histrionics, laziness and stupidity!

OK. Better. Almost.

 

[Antfarmer77]

Roommates...sheesh

 

[kendo1]

I've made the lunches for the kids, made dinner, cleaned up the dishes, and done a wee bit of ironing.
Made some bread earlier. Nice!

Can I have a rest now, Rob?

 

[rgraham666]

I've made the lunches for the kids, made dinner, cleaned up the dishes, and done a wee bit of ironing.
Made some bread earlier. Nice!

Can I have a rest now, Rob?

Why are you asking me?

 

[RogueLurker]

Geez ... I don't even live with you and I'm feeling guilty.

 

[carsonshepherd]

No, you didn't think about those little details like where your loyal employees were going to use the bathroom, did you? Because you're gonna be on vacation so what do you care? You have ME to take care of all the details while you're gone.

By the way, I know I'm supposed to back up the computers every day. I don't need you to call me on my lunch hour to tell me that.

Buh-bye

 

[Aurora Black]

I hate roommates. Almost killed mine in college because they were so fucking annoying and they looked at me funny. That's an exaggeration, of course... or is it?

 

[Rumple Foreskin]

I seem to recall we had a thread for this purpose, but I can't seem to find it.

I'm really need to rant right now, so I'm restarting it.

Ahem.

How fucking hard is it?!

When you moved into this house you agreed to the following terms.

House meeting every month. Date and time posted on the bulletin board. It's only one fucking hour a month so there's no goddamn reason for you not being there!

House fund, $10 a month. This is used to buy stuff that the house needs. It has nothing to do with whether you use it or not!

You have an area to keep clean. It's your responsibility to look after it. It doesn't matter if other people don't do theirs. It's still your fucking responsibility!

It's not much to ask despite your histrionics, laziness and stupidity!

OK. Better. Almost.

GIVE 'EM HELL, ROB!

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Rumple Foreskin

 

[RogueLurker]

I hate roommates. Almost killed mine in college because they were so fucking annoying and they looked at me funny. That's an exaggeration, of course... or is it?

That reminds me of the Buffy episode where she ends up with the uber-annoying college roomate. I still shudder when I hear Cher's Do You Believe in Love ...

Your roomate wasn't a demon, was she?

 

[Aurora Black]

That reminds me of the Buffy episode where she ends up with the uber-annoying college roomate. I still shudder when I hear Cher's Do You Believe in Love ...

Your roomate wasn't a demon, was she?

Worse, she was a demon who hid beneath church robes. Bible thumper by day, and at night she would sneak guys into our room to "cuddle and talk" in the bunk bed above me while I was trying to sleep.

 

[rgraham666]

Worse, she was a demon who hid beneath church robes. Bible thumper by day, and at night she would sneak guys into our room to "cuddle and talk" in the bunk bed above me while I was trying to sleep.

I bet she did a lot of calling on The Lord while "cuddling and talking".

 

[Aurora Black]

I bet she did a lot of calling on The Lord while "cuddling and talking".

Yuck.

 

[SeaCat]

Rob,

I understand how you feel.

Here's my installement.

You are highly upset that I gave you my sixty days notice today that I would not be renewing the lease. You can't understand why I would do this to you. You've been the perfect landlord for the past year and now I show you this gratitude?

Okay my beloved landlord let's talk about it.

We moved in and I asked you, in writing about supplies for covering the windows. (I would do the work.) Your reply? Oh hey now that's a good idea, but do you think we really need it? You dragged your feet until we were hit by Hurricane Wilma. (You of course made sure your house was protected.)

Just before the storm we came home from work to find your R.V. and boat moved from your yard to sit in front of our place, blocking our access to both the front door as well as the carport. (You didn't want them in your yard because them might get blown over and damage your house.)

During the storm we had multiple windows broken. We lost half the shingles on the roof as well as having the Electrical Meter blown across the yard.

After the storm, when we returned home we found the fences had been taken down, as well as the other damage. (You had pulled down the fences.) Your place had weathered the storm with very little damage, and you, your wife and kids had weathered the storm in a shelter.

I dug out my generator and started cleaning up the area. You arrived home two days later. You had the gall to suggest to me that I should "loan" you my generator so you could have electricity in your house. You also informed me that because I had canned food it was my responsibility to feed you and your family. When you saw the damage to our place you hinted that maybe it was my fault.

I gave you a complete report of the damage to the place, in wiriting. It took you a month to provide the glass so I could repair the windows. It took almost six months for you to supply me with the shingles to repair the roof. Each time you hinted that maybe I should be buying the materials and billing you for them. (Yeah right, just like when I rebuilt that six hundred feet of fence and got stiffed for the materials.) You still haven't had an electrician to repair the electric meter.

You have constantly complained about our yard, yet you demand that we don't water it because it costs you money. (Your yards look like Golf Greens while mine looks like a piece of the Sahara.)

You say I'm not being fair to you? I'm being ungrateful because I'm buying my own place and moving away from this one? Gee, why is that? Could it be because it is highly unlikely you'll find another sucker to move in here and do the work? Is it because you know that from now on you'll have to do the work to keep this place up? Somehow I just can't feel sorry for you.

Cat

 

[Guest]

My roommate invited her boyfriend to live with us.

Without paying rent, without contributing to the food, without contributing to the utilities.

But it was ok, you see, because he really wasn't living there, just sleeping there 29 days out of every 30.

I moved out.

 

[Aurora Black]

You say I'm not being fair to you? I'm being ungrateful because I'm buying my own place and moving away from this one? Gee, why is that? Could it be because it is highly unlikely you'll find another sucker to move in here and do the work? Is it because you know that from now on you'll have to do the work to keep this place up? Somehow I just can't feel sorry for you.

Now that's just wrong. Thank goodness you're getting out of there.

 

[Guest]

I seem to recall we had a thread for this purpose, but I can't seem to find it.

I'm really need to rant right now, so I'm restarting it.

Ahem.

How fucking hard is it?!

When you moved into this house you agreed to the following terms.

House meeting every month. Date and time posted on the bulletin board. It's only one fucking hour a month so there's no goddamn reason for you not being there!

House fund, $10 a month. This is used to buy stuff that the house needs. It has nothing to do with whether you use it or not!

You have an area to keep clean. It's your responsibility to look after it. It doesn't matter if other people don't do theirs. It's still your fucking responsibility!

It's not much to ask despite your histrionics, laziness and stupidity!

OK. Better. Almost.

 

[FallingToFly]

Worse, she was a demon who hid beneath church robes. Bible thumper by day, and at night she would sneak guys into our room to "cuddle and talk" in the bunk bed above me while I was trying to sleep.

I did not!!!

(Well, okay, there was that one guy... but his command of tongues was amazing!)

 

[Aurora Black]

I did not!!!

(Well, okay, there was that one guy... but his command of tongues was amazing!)

You could have shared, damn it. *pout*

 

[Guest]

I have the BEST/WORST roommate story of all time....

My first year of college my roommate was a freaky girl...
She loved sex and was just totally always about sex, with my friends, her friends, heck guys she didn't even like....

HOWEVER... the WORST was coming home one day and finding her having phone sex. I just rolled my eyes as I walked in and she was diddling away.... I sat down and started working on my homework and she hands me the phone and says, "Here it's your dad we are done now."

I looked at her and almost passed....

MY DAD... YOU WERE HAVING PHONE SEX WITH MY DAD.... OMFG

 

[Aurora Black]

MY DAD... YOU WERE HAVING PHONE SEX WITH MY DAD.... OMFG

*screams, jumps out of the window... and onto a trampoline*

 

[rgraham666]

MY DAD... YOU WERE HAVING PHONE SEX WITH MY DAD.... OMFG

Ooooookay.

That's a new one.

 

[BlackShanglan]

I have no rants. Flaubert has shocked and terrified them out of me.

Good man.

Shanglan

 

[Aurora Black]

I have no rants. Flaubert has shocked and terrified them out of me.

Good man.

Shanglan

Gotta love Gustave.

 

[FallingToFly]

Rant rant rant....

(Fair warning, this may fall under the heading of WTMI.)

So, I ranted about the bastard who- because I've been so just out of it for the past few minutes- decided that the best way to show his displeasure was grudge-fucking me...

Yesterday I was sore. Twingy, occasional spasms if I shifted wrong sore. Nothing I can't handle.

This morning, I could barely straighten all the way up without feeling like my intimate internal bits were going through a meat grinder. I spent 20 minutes in a scalding hot tub, trying to get my back and abdominal muscles to unkink enough to allow me some range of movement. Then I took four Tylenol, slugged down enough coffee to kill a trucker, and staggered out to cook breakfast and start laundry.

As long as I don't try to do anything more devastatingly strenuous than sittign still or walking very slowly, I'm fine. However, I just tried to bend over and pick up my youngest from where he had fallen down, and collapsed into a heap on top of the poor kid. He's fine, I have some bruised elbows, but it was getting back up that was the trick.

I've had a badly bruised cervix before. It takes about a week to heal, and the second day after is always the worst. (That would be today.) That first one, I can blame on inexperience, and the fact that the guy really was just a little too much for me to handle. This one was sheer temper.

And the bastard has the nerve to wonder WHY I don't have any interest in sex anymore? Vittu!

 

[Aurora Black]

Rant rant rant....


And the bastard has the nerve to wonder WHY I don't have any interest in sex anymore? Vittu!

Got any gardening shears? Motherfucker!