@Testament said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Thinking you've said something wrong to a friend and suddenly they stop responding to you on various messengers and thinking they're mad at you.
When probably they're just busy with their own stuff, like life, work, family, and just because it says their online doesn't actually mean they're free to talk. They're just busy.
You didn't do anything, you're just thinking of reasons why they haven't responded in the last few days and clearly meaning it's your fault. Because isn't it always your fault? That's silly, it's fine.
But...
No, leave it, it's fine. You're fine. Running out of your anti-depressants because of Covid isn't your fault. You're okay. No one is mad at you.
This inner monologue has been my last couple of days. I want it to stop.
If any of this is related to my radio silence this week, it's because @insomniac7809 basically exploded one of his eyeballs (again) and had to have urgent surgery to fix it (again). I've spent the week driving his ass around to doctors and pharmacies while also still trying to work as much of a full work-week as I can, getting back on my own meds that got messed up, and having a minor meltdown because an unmasked delivery driver breathed, like, right on my face.
I am not mad at you. Or anyone. Just....
https://whatiswrongwith.me/Mia
There were never any good old days. They are today. They are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow. -- Gogol Bordello
@Aria I mean, it was a lot of people all at once. A combination of various people I talk to on a usual daily basis all going radio silent at once combined with no me fighting with my doctors to get my own meds refilled(they apparently lost which pharmacy they sent my prescriptions to) and my old man cat having surgery(he's fine, just sleeping a lot right now).
And I'm starting to think things that aren't actually a thing. The difference is I'm aware of it, instead of feeding into it taking precautions to tell myself that I'm thinking irrationally.
ETA: Sorry to hear about @insomniac7809. Hope things get better for you both.
When someone whom you owe absolutely nothing, who is in no position whatsoever to haggle, asks you for a favour but is super entitled and disrespectful about it.
Damn, Karen. I already said yes just to keep the peace between us, but if you're gonna keep being a bish I can just not do the thing and 'forget' to reply to your emails from now on.
I can always tell when my neighbors are fucking in the middle of the day because of the music they play.
And frankly, whatever, dude. I live in a rowhome. Sometimes overhearing whatever is happening nextdoor, whether it's sex or renovations or someone cheering at the game they're watching, is just part of daily life. You get used to it.
Except they play R&B the whole time - before, during, and for a substantial time after. And not just R&B, but really, really bad R&B that's been run through too much auto-tune.
Please just fuck to better music, guys. This is unbearable.
https://whatiswrongwith.me/Mia
There were never any good old days. They are today. They are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow. -- Gogol Bordello
lol
My post above yours was about my widowed elderly neighbour.
The walls are thin. The garden windows are frequently open. She has been consistently awful to me (literally tried to blackmail me, vandalised my garden door, somehow found my dad's number through google research or something to try and contact me through him after I blocked her number) so, I'm sorry, but I have no shame. When the boyfriend's over she gets to listen. I don't put music on.
I feel so called out.
@Kestrel Man, I wouldn't care if they were just boning it and I could hear it. Whatever. I'd just put some music on or turn my show up. It's that they do put music on and while that music is horrible, their sound system is very good. I've tried drowning them out. It doesn't work. Just sex noises would be easier to deal with.
https://whatiswrongwith.me/Mia
There were never any good old days. They are today. They are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow. -- Gogol Bordello
@Aria Make them a mix tape and send it to them anonymously: Music to Fuck To.
My fucking landlord reopened up the Airbnb in the basement as soon as he could. There are two or three new tenants down there every week. This is totally cool and not fucking terrifying in a time of quarantine.
@Aria Related peeve:
fuck-fucking fucker fuck my fucking eye fuck
Man, I just want to see my students again.
I want to go see my nephew. He's almost 7 months old now, and I haven't seen him in almost 3 months. That's so much missed.
@TNP said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Aria Make them a mix tape and send it to them anonymously: Music to Fuck To.
Make double damned sure it includes this.
Oh fucking well.
@surreality said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@TNP said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Aria Make them a mix tape and send it to them anonymously: Music to Fuck To.
Make double damned sure it includes this.
Bonus points: Write a note with the mixtape explaining that the shitty R&B is no longer bearable and there is better music to bone to. Deliver it in person. Say something like "This was left on my door but I think it's for you."
Male them feel like everyone knows.
@tek said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
My fucking landlord reopened up the Airbnb in the basement as soon as he could. There are two or three new tenants down there every week. This is totally cool and not fucking terrifying in a time of quarantine.
Oh my God.
Is there any way to seal yourself off from the basement, or do they share common rooms?
@TNP said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Make them a mix tape and send it to them anonymously: Music to Fuck To.
The Used's 'Buried Myself Alive' is playing on the radio
Her: Didn't we have sex to this song?
Me: Yes.
Her: (laughs) We had sex to a lot of emo music.
Me: Yes.
Her: Ever wonder why we got it on to music about bad breakups?
Me: I always figured it was because we had low expectations.
@Aria said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Testament said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Thinking you've said something wrong to a friend and suddenly they stop responding to you on various messengers and thinking they're mad at you.
When probably they're just busy with their own stuff, like life, work, family, and just because it says their online doesn't actually mean they're free to talk. They're just busy.
You didn't do anything, you're just thinking of reasons why they haven't responded in the last few days and clearly meaning it's your fault. Because isn't it always your fault? That's silly, it's fine.
But...
No, leave it, it's fine. You're fine. Running out of your anti-depressants because of Covid isn't your fault. You're okay. No one is mad at you.
This inner monologue has been my last couple of days. I want it to stop.
If any of this is related to my radio silence this week, it's because @insomniac7809 basically exploded one of his eyeballs (again) and had to have urgent surgery to fix it (again). I've spent the week driving his ass around to doctors and pharmacies while also still trying to work as much of a full work-week as I can, getting back on my own meds that got messed up, and having a minor meltdown because an unmasked delivery driver breathed, like, right on my face.
I am not mad at you. Or anyone. Just....
Best. Yartzeit Candle. EVER.
@Rinel They have their own entrance, but it still makes me fucking anxious.
@Auspice got me addicted to redditgifts. Now I'm like REFRESH! I need my names so I can retail therapy without all the guilt. I mean if it's for someone else, that's good right?
@RightMeow wtf is redditgifts?
@Macha said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@RightMeow wtf is redditgifts?
It's a massive gift exchange and they do themed exchanges. It's a lot of fun. I participate sometimes when I can afford it. 
I really like doing the pet ones cause I get fun things for my kitties and I get to buy stuff for other people's animals.
When someone whom you owe absolutely nothing, who is in no position whatsoever to haggle, asks you for a favour but is super entitled and disrespectful about it.
Damn, Karen. I already said yes just to keep the peace between us, but if you're gonna keep being a bish I can just not do the thing and 'forget' to reply to your emails from now on.
