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Sometimes, this "work hard with no payoff" thing makes me want to throw up. Way too many years. At least today, I feel extremely ill thinking about all the time and money I've funneled into college and work applications.
Someone in our apartment building has been putting their trash bags out on the walkway in front of the building, the day BEFORE trash pickup, in 100+ degree heat. Despite an email and now a paper notice from the leasing office asking people to please stop doing that, because it's disgusting.
If you are cold EVERY DAY you come to work and YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE, that doesn't mean you can adjust the temp of the office to suit YOU! I came into the office and someone (during a gap between supervisors) had jacked the temperature up to 77(!) IN AN OFFICE OF MANY PEOPLE. I'm 90% sure who did it, too. First, I must calm down. So frustrated.
Some days I feel like I live in the middle of a used car lot. Neighbor on one side of us has 8 cars parked in front of his house and in his driveway. People across the street have 5 cars parked in front of their house making it so any visitors they have park in front of my house. People next to them have cars coming & going constantly.
I am so tired of people treating me like I don't know anything. Since Friday I have been told I am stupid (or it has been implied) almost daily. By my parents of all people. I only wish it was just them doing it.
amazing how door-to-door sales people suddenly go blind when confronted with a NO SOLICITING sign. i think i'll add the excerpted city ordinance on this shit with key phrases highlighted. has gotten old.
When you come to me for a referral, but aren't willing to tell me your exact budget, I can't help you. When you ask me to do work for free, I can't help you. When you ignore requests for specific information, forcing me to spend more time tracking down that info rather than doing the work you are actually paying me for, then I just get pissed off.
ever put a piece of food you thought was gonna be delicious into your mouth only to discover that, while it looked just fine, it was in fact WELL past it? that just happened to me. a pastry that tasted like penicillin when i bit into it. i couldn't spit it out fast enough. hot tea to rinse. odor is still in my nose. BLEARGH.