Things that piss you off?

People with a friggin' cell phone seemingly, permanently attached to the side of their head! And it's not just people driving like that. Look where you're walking in the parking lot, I don't care what you went in to buy ,the old lady that just about backed over you because you stepped right into her path walking with your head down yakking on your phone dosen't care what you're going into buy either!! She runs over you and it's whos fault?? PUT DOWN THE DAMN PHONE! And you, in the doctors office waiting room! I don't care what kind of nails you need for your next job. I don't want to be here in the first place and it's only worse listening to you make endless ( and probably ficticious ) calls to contractors, suppliers etc. in a louder than conversational tone! PUT DOWN THE DAMN PHONE! And you less-than-average drivers...sheesh. Like you don't have enough of a challenge just manuvering a vehicle, undistracted with both hands on the wheel?? Especially you, little Asian lady in the white Toyota...you know who you are...you cut me off in the parking lot one more time and I'll....I'll...well...i'll probably make another post to this thread about it, but boy would I like to...ok...I digress. In closing let me just say PUT DOWN THE DAMN PHONES!! If you have a choice between putting down your cell phone and not putting down your cell phone...please please please do not NOT put down your damn phone.
Thank you and now back to our regularly scheduled rant.
 
listen carefully... when you're talking about how tall something is, it's heighT, not heighTH. ok?
 
Scalywag said:
I'ts not easy stepping back and watching them succeed or fail on their own, after being there and helping them along for so mamy years.

And I don't think a parent ever stops worrying or wanting the best for their kids.



There is nothing wrong with worrying or wanting the best for your kids. And it may not be easy to step back to watch your kids succeed or fail, but your kid will never really learn a whole lot about life or what they are fully capable of if they dont get out on their own and succeed or fail by themself.

I get outright irritated still at my parents that try to tell me what to do still, and I live over 2000 miles away from them now. It's outright frustrating when they try to tell me that I should be home before midnight every night, including the weekends... and I havent lived with them for over a year. I might need some help on the big things, like buying a house or car, but not what time to be home at night.
 
Willing and Unsure said:
It's outright frustrating when they try to tell me that I should be home before midnight every night, including the weekends... and I havent lived with them for over a year. I might need some help on the big things, like buying a house or car, but not what time to be home at night.

Oh, I can relate to this...bear with me if I've told this story before. When my inlaws were alive, the MIL especially wanted to live in our pocket. When we were living in Lake Charles, LA, one night we drove to Sulphur, about 12 miles away, to look at a car that a coworker of my husband's was looking to sell. Well, we didn't buy the car that night, but we stayed to supper. We got home around 11 or thereabouts, and shortly after we arrived, a policeman came to the door. My MIL was an old friend of the then sheriff of Caldwell parish (which is about 4 or 5 hours drive away) and she got him to contact the Calcasieu parish PD. We were only out for the evening--and she called the police on us! When we ran the answering machine, there was a cascade of increasingly hysterical phone messages, accusing us of playing games with her, etc., etc. We'd only eaten supper with friends!
 
if you're going to use internet security software (and you should, of course) get the god damned disc... don't download the son of a bitch. and if you DO download it, be sure to save the friggin' installer file!
 
EJFan said:
if you're going to use internet security software (and you should, of course) get the god damned disc... don't download the son of a bitch. and if you DO download it, be sure to save the friggin' installer file!

How do you really feel about this EJ?!

;)
 
Late trains, I could have been sleeping instead of waiting over an hour, 3 hrs sleep is going to make me one grumpy camper. :mad:
 
It is a beautiful day - I have all the windows open in my house, enjoying the reprieve from the hot weather...my idiot landlord decides he is going to box scrape his orchard! :mad: A dust storm just blew through my house....
 
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It pisses me off, no worse than that--I resent it when my other half invites people over for a cook-out without consulting me, and just assumes that I'd love to spend the day cleaning the bathroom, and cooking.
 
Denae said:
I'm pissed off for both PTM & BG.
i thought this said you were pissed of AT ptm and bg... didn't sound like you denae so i had to reread. :)
 
damn it all... if you're talking to a salesperson about something why in the hell don't you ask HIM your question? why wait for me, after we're out of the store no less, to ask questions about things you don't understand.

schmuck.
 
pleasteasme said:
Thanks Den :rose:

I just shut the windows, issue solved. I miss the fresh air though ;)

That's a shame that you have to miss out on the fresh air. I've had to do that for the last couple of months with my upstairs neighbor's music. I close my windows so that I don't have to hear it; I'm just left with the bass thumping in my walls.
 
SlickTony said:
Oh, I can relate to this...bear with me if I've told this story before. When my inlaws were alive, the MIL especially wanted to live in our pocket. When we were living in Lake Charles, LA, one night we drove to Sulphur, about 12 miles away, to look at a car that a coworker of my husband's was looking to sell. Well, we didn't buy the car that night, but we stayed to supper. We got home around 11 or thereabouts, and shortly after we arrived, a policeman came to the door. My MIL was an old friend of the then sheriff of Caldwell parish (which is about 4 or 5 hours drive away) and she got him to contact the Calcasieu parish PD. We were only out for the evening--and she called the police on us! When we ran the answering machine, there was a cascade of increasingly hysterical phone messages, accusing us of playing games with her, etc., etc. We'd only eaten supper with friends!


I've almost had this happen too. My parents call a lot and will leave messages saying things like 'hey, just called to see how you were. no need to call me back.' And then after a few of these calls, without my calling back, I get a message telling me that they're going to call the police if they dont hear from me because it's been too long in between times that they've talked to me. Really, it's like wtf? They say not to worry about calling back, so I dont since I dont have anything to say, and then they get ticked because I dont call. Go figure.
 
quoll said:
Late trains, I could have been sleeping instead of waiting over an hour, 3 hrs sleep is going to make me one grumpy camper. :mad:
Told you so.
 
If you have a signed statement in front of you with the imprint of the notary, etc., how in the world can you possibly call it a notorized statement? Not once, not twice, but three fucking times.

Do you really not have a clue? Do you realize that at this rate you are not going to make it? They'll never send you out on your own even though we've extended your training period. Do you realize that the only acceptable two word sentence is "I am" which makes your two word sentences incomplete?

In the beginning I thought you could do the job, but I also thought you were just a slow learner. Looks like I'm wrong.
 
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Denae said:
If you have a signed statement in front of you with the imprint of the notary, etc., how in the world can you possibly call it a notorized statement? Not once, not twice, but three fucking times.
maybe this particular notary was quite notorious?
 
EJFan said:
maybe this particular notary was quite notorious?

If that was my trainee's intent, she'd get it right out of pure luck not from an educated application.
 
Denae said:
If you have a signed statement in front of you with the imprint of the notary, etc., how in the world can you possibly call it a notorized statement? Not once, not twice, but three fucking times.

Do you really not have a clue? Do you realize that at this rate you are not going to make it? They'll never send you out on your own even though we've extended your training period. Do you realize that the only acceptable two word sentence is "I am" which makes your two word sentences incomplete?

In the beginning I thought you could do the job, but I also thought you were just a slow learner. Looks like I'm wrong.

Trainee from hell again Den?

Patience, my dear, is a virtue. :rose:


*'Tis my mantra whenever I get flustrated*
 
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