Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.
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@ganymede Yesterday it was insane. Just crazy.
To get into our building since the plows' contract had ran out we had to grab on the rails to walk the remaining 20-30 steps from the parking lot up to the door. Failure to do so meant you just fell down almost immediately, there was zero friction on the ground.
It'd be funny if it wasn't our own ass that met said ground.
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When a company specifically asks you to list anything specific you want on the box, you ask them to put a perfectly sane and reasonable message on the box to customize it, and they put NOTHING ON THE BOX. Seriously it makes me sad. All I wanted was to put "From <My Real Name Here> with love" and a little heart on the box of the computer I bought for my best irl friend and they couldn't be bothered, despite listing it as a feature of buying from them that they'd customize the box for every order.
Don't list it as an option if you have no intention of actually carrying through on it.
Oh they also listed my name as the person who was supposed to retrieve the box and not my best friends name despite the package being addressed to them. Refused to give him the box unless he showed ID. That was such a kerfuffle.
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@mr-johnson That completely ruined the damned surprise! Complain to their customer service! Give them bad reviews!
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@Arkandel I guess the alternative is feels like your skins on fire.
Is that normal? Snow in april? I've never been that far north cause my peoples ain't made for that.
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@shincashay said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Is that normal? Snow in april? I've never been that far north cause my peoples ain't made for that.
It wasn't abnormal, when I was a kid, but I lived outside of the city.
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Fuck the cold snap that hit right when I have to work with 'keep all your windows and doors open or work outside (but this is not recommended because shit can fall into your stuff while it's setting)' clear coats and solvents and whatnots.
It is April, motherfuckers, and I'm wearing three shirts and leggings under sweatpants and two pairs of socks with footwarmers between them, and my fingers are shaking badly enough this shit is getting everywhere. Fix the goddamn Bond Villain weather satellite already, secretly-dastardly corporation, fix it now! Use that tax bill to Make April April Again, motherfuckers.
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Hey assholes in the checkout lane: shoving me from behind isn't going to get you to the register any faster.
Fucking back off and exercise a little fucking patience.
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Kill them. With fire.
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Ghost is touring. The nearest concert? Houston. The day? A Tuesday.
I can't justify getting down there to see it on a work day. I want.
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@admiral said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Ghost is touring. The nearest concert? Houston. The day? A Tuesday.
I can't justify getting down there to see it on a work day. I want.
ugh. May 8th.
not nearly enough time to have money for a rental car or tickets or anything.
laaaaaaaaaaaaaame.
maybe next time.
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I ordered a package. The delivery date was supposed to be today. I get a notice that the driver was unable to deliver my (or my roommate's) packages due to 'no answer/access to the location'. Despite having a gate code (to a gate that was open all day), phone numbers, emails, and multiple delivery options. (Front Door, apartment office, even an Amazon Hub!). I called customer support. They promised me they would solve the problem and the package would be re-routed and would for sure be at my apartment before 8pm.
At 9pm I contacted Amazon support. They contacted the carrier, and the 'driver forgot to swing back around and deliver the packages'. Whoopsie. We're sorry. Have a month of Prime membership on us.
...fuck you. Prime membership? IT IS YOUR PRIME DELIVERYPERSON WHO FUCKED ME! WHO FUCKED THE LAST PACKAGE I TRIED TO ORDER! ARGH.
I swear. Amazon. Fuck you Amazon. You're making me like Trump, by sheer virtue of his hatred for you.
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Dear Neighbor --
Sexy "we're gonna get our freak on" funk is not for first thing on a Sunday morning, FFS. Let alone at volumes that woke me up from a dead sleep through two rooms worth of walls. I kind of hate you.
<3,
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@aria I would be tempted to blast the churchiest of church music back at 'em. This is the only proper use of church music, to my reckoning.
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@surreality The worst part is, they weren't even boning. They're young and recently had a baby (whose crib they put against my bedroom wall, so I hear their kid cry at 2AM before they do, FFS), so if Sunday morning meant Gram-Gram took the baby to church and this was their only chance to have sex? I'd politely ignore it out of sympathy.
But no. This just seems to be what the neighbor lady puts on to sing to -- loudly -- while she's cleaning her house. Including vacuuming. We don't do loud shit in our house past 9PM to avoid waking your kid up. Maybe don't do loud shit in yours before 9AM on a weekend so you don't wake me up.
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When you go to take a drink of something expecting it to be one thing, but it turns out to be another. And you like both things, but you weren't expecting the second thing so it just tastes wrong at first.
This is doubly worse when you are expecting gingerale, but it's golden gingerale, so it's the same thing but more, and you were not expecting it, so it tastes even more, more.
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So as to not piss on the parade else-thread:
Yet another edition of Vampire the Masquerade. Fueling no doubt another deluge of WoD cookie-cutter MUSHes this year. It's like reinventing the wheel over and over again & it's literally not hurting me in any way but it's still irking my nerves.
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I can COMPLETELY understand this perspective. On board with much of your peeve about it, even!
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So I am on my couch, wrapped in a duvet and supremely comfortable. I am on holiday this week and have had an utterly lazy, relaxing day.
But the battery on my tablet is almost empty and I should go grocery shopping, whilst I am not wearing socks and my feet will get briefly chilly if I get up. Woe is me.