The Rant Thread

[writerfreak]

I have to wait a f*****g month to see her. I'm pissed off.

writerfreak

[summer fairy]

When I sometimes think I am getting somewhere with my mother and the family, I go 1000 steps backwards! She moans at me for not spending time with her, then when I visit her she makes me sit there and listen to her insult me, she calls ME arrogent because I went to an all girls school in highschool, I said to her, well who put me into that school? I said to her, she was being rediculas, how can a school make me arrogent? I know what her problem is, I am not bragging or saying I am better than my family, but I am always reading, compleated my GCSE's in school, went in for A level but left to work, now I am off to college come September! I pay my own rent and bills and yeah I am a lot different from the family, non of them even try to look for a job, most of them are racists, they ridecule anyone that shows an interest in education, they all do drugs & don't really have any empathy for people that are different from themselfs! What she was saying, was that she is insecure about how different I am getting! She doesn't like it that her own daughter is doing the very thing she despises, trying to aim high in life and respect life in general!

For example, I started kickboxing, I not long got my first belt, mum has not once said well done or even asked me how I like it, she just goes straight into how Paul, my youngest brother did Karate and how good he was and she kept cutting me off, I hate it! argh!!!!

[JujuDeRoussie]

banks sucks!!!

I received some days ago a letter telling me what were on my accompts... not my only accompt I have there... no my accomptS
I look more carefully what they said about the last one.. and so they opened it and put some money on it... great... except that this money is from my other accompt and that it is less avantageous for me there.
Anyway, what pissed me off was that they opened something without asking me first.
So I went to the bank, asked an appointment with a financial conselor about that "problem".
So today I had this famous and expected appointment. I tried to be very kind and to calm myself down a bit...
But the counselor pissed me off!!

"But this accompt is needed, when you'll get 25 your money will go on it, it is in the law, you don't have the choice"

"But I am only 20!!! I still have 5 years to open this thing!!! I don't need it now, and don't want it"

"well you should have opened it before you opened the first accompt, I don't why it hasn't been done..."

"you are the one who opened my first accompt"

"oh"

and we went like that until I said "Listen, I am really tired of this bank, since I am one of your costumer I have just troubles. You always try to sell me thing I can't afford, we have to come the morning if we want money, so I want to close all my accompts"

and now she was nice, she said "you'll have to pay for this I am sorry... I am going to see what I can do to close this freely"
and she did... the only good things they did in this bank!

sorry it is long but needed

[littlewicca]

i could tell you banks sucks! there in france, ehre in argentina, in every where it is that way, banks are banks is the only world to describe those, is not a benefic place people should think about that, serioulsy

[Willowtree252]

some days you eat the bear , some days the bear eats you ......... I sure hope that bear enjoyed his meal today

[MYTARA]

I think you should have bear steak for dinner with a good cold beer cutie

[VMarie]

ARGH!!! Why must I go through this every month?! I'm not having kids...I'm not planning at any time to try passing something the size of a small watermelon through a drain pipe...SO WHY DO I HAVE TO FEEL LIKE HELL FOR A WEEK EVERY F**CKING MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!

[kisstheviolets]

i could kill my mother's doctor right now (you know, if murder weren't legally and morally frowned upon).

a couple of weeks ago we requested a detailed report from him about her various conditions and treatments to submit with her social security disability appeal. he has always told her he would assist her in that regard and promised to have the report to me by this past wednesday so i would have plenty of time to incorporate it into the brief i'm preparing.

after finding out on wednesday that no report had been written nor copies made of her file, they finally agreed to have something ready this morning. so i picked up said "report" today and am livid. it's maybe three short paragraphs, contains only a few of her diagnoses, but no dates upon which she was diagnosed, no details of her disc degeneration (you know, list saying which vertebra are affected, etc) and no mention of the findings of the various specialists he sends her out to. it's complete useless rubbish.

i sent this guy a very detailed request with my mom on her last visit - a one and a half page letter that listed the areas to be addressed and what information to include in each. he told my mom he would do so. he must have wiped his ass with the request though - there is no structure or coherence to this whatsoever. it will be of absolutely no value to the hearing offer. what the fuck was this guy thinking?

i agreed to handle this case for my mom because her doctor had promised a detailed report that would describe her conditions in such a way that i would be able to effectively make a case for her to the hearing officer. but i've told my mom that if we can get a postponement of her hearing (it's week after next and i leave for florida for a week on tuesday) i think she should get an attorney who specializes in social security law (i don't) so they can make sense of the stack of records we've got for her. i just don't have enough of a medical background to do so and i don't want to jeopardize her case.

i just wish this asshole would have been upfront with the fact that he's far too much of a slave to HMOs to actually be of any service to his patients.

[Dream]

Well, this is probably going to turn into either something really really long, or something really short… My best friend is a girl I first met when I was 13, and good 14 years had passed since then. She was the first girl I fell in love with, the first… well, everything really. We spent a couple of years in school together, and then her family moved away, and for about a decade we kept in touch on and off, talking, occasionally finding a chance to meet. And each time we met… There was something akin to electricity coming alive between us. We’d talk for hours, we’d laugh, we’d finish each other sentences – and ignore this incredible thing building up between us. We’d both just get completely scared, say our goodbyes after a day spent together, and continue with our lives. Well, we used to live on different parts of the country, so our meetings were rare, and life sort of continued. I’ve spent some years messing things up in my life, and she got married.

And then, three years ago, we’ve met at the university, began studying in the same department. And life could no longer interfere. First we’d meet once a week and have coffee together. Then we’d meet more often. And more. It got to the point I couldn’t wait for my class to end, so I’ll be able run to the building where her class was taking place and spend the recess together. We couldn’t stop talking. You know, the kind of conversations where you suddenly realize things about yourself, and about your life, and end up talking about stuff you never told anyone, or even remembered... And we still ignored everything else. She kept saying to herself that I’m gay but not interested in her, and I kept convincing myself that she’s straight and in love with her husband, and that we just have the best friendship one can ever ask for.

Right… Well, one day we somehow ended up with her daring me to kiss her. It was a joke, it sounded silly, we kept laughing (and drinking, may I add), some stupid curiosity thing, nothing more. And then we kissed. And all that electricity that was building up for months – even for years, one might say, between us – exploded. It was the most intense kiss I had in my entire life. The world, reality, time – everything just quietly folded itself and disappeared. You know that famous line from Babylon 5, about how it feels when telepaths make love?.. Well, we didn’t even make love at that point, just kissed for what seemed like ages – or bare moments – but it felt exactly like that…

That was three years ago… Since then we went through heaven and hell, and every possible gray shade in between. The most amazing happiness and the kind of loss of innocence that leaves you changed forever. She’s not a cheating type, and what happened between us had the most horrible repercussions on her marriage. I don’t know what we would’ve done if either of us could foresee in time just how bad it would end up being… At the time if felt unstoppable, irresistible, that we were no more in control than one would be when trying to put out the sun with a bucket of water…

She started hating having her husband touch her. She would avoid any possible intimacy with him, refused having sex, couldn’t bare it… And he – he chose not to notice. I believe that if at that point he would’ve really talked to her, instead of bulling her into sleeping with him, and terrorizing her emotionally (and she was already hating herself horribly and being full of guilt for cheating on him), she probably would’ve broken down and left me. But he didn’t. He knew that things were wrong, but he just kept demanding from her to have sex, stopped talking to her for periods of time until she gave in, and just wouldn’t let go until she complied. She would lie under him, crying, believing that she deserves it and that it’s her duty as his wife – and he wouldn’t care. Eventually she couldn’t take it anymore and she told him that she can’t do it anymore, and that she considers divorcing. He said he will never let her go, and the subject was never raised again (it was too painful for her to try and keep explaining, when he would just dismiss it all and drag her to bed).

Eventually it got to the point when she couldn’t sleep without having nightmares, and got to the verge of a nervous breakdown. The thing is, she comes from a very uptight family, and all her friends are straight, so the idea of a divorce is almost unthinkable (I’m not even talking about coming out) – her family would not speak to her again, and all her friends would leave her (that's a fact, not an exagerration). So she’s terrified of making this step, as it virtually means that she’ll have to start her life all over again, alone, in a place where nobody knows her. Instead, she got a scholarship and went to Japan for a year as an exchange student. She came back for two weeks for a short visit during holidays, and it was a nightmare – her husband didn’t let her see any of her friends, barely let her see her family – he just demanded from her to spend all her time with him, and no matter how cold she was, or how almost catatonic – he kept raping her whenever he wanted (She refuses to call it rape, out of the guilt she’s feeling and her belief that her husband is a wonderful guy whose life she had ruined, but she did admit that she just lies under him, without moving, trying not to think, trying not to feel, waiting for it all to just be over, hating him touching her – so then, how else one might call it?).

After this visit she was a wreck for months, and I was going insane trying to convince her to leave, since nothing is worth going through things like that, but she claims she has nowhere to go. She tried telling her mother that she wants to divorce – her mother’s response was to call the husband and yell at him for not making her daughter pregnant yet, and that he should do it as soon as possible…

Everything is much more complicated than that, of course… I was talking to experts trying to find help, I was (am) doing everything possible to try and make her believe that her life won’t end if she divorces, and that we can make it (she also has to deal with the fact that she realized that she’s gay, and it’s incredibly hard for her, as she never imagined that a life with a woman is even possible), but the fact remains that her stay in Japan ends in a month and she’ll be right back in the hell from where she tried to escape. And I don’t know what to do, it tears everything in me to pieces… She’s the love of my life, and I know that I’m hers, and I would turn the world upside down for her, but until (if ever) she decides to make that first step herself, and to actually leave – I can’t do anything… And I feel like I’m stuck in a tiny glass cage, with no air, going crazy…

What’s worse – or not worse, but maybe just the last thing that ultimately broke me down, is the response I got from my friends about it… I’m not naïve, I don’t expect generally from people to understand any of it… But my close friends… Whenever I would talk about it, horrified, I’d get one of either three responses: 1) I’d be told that I’m just jealous, 2) I’d be completely ignored and be told, “don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll live happily ever after eventually”, or 3) I was given the advice that I should leave her and that it will be good for her, because if the only emotional support she has (me) will be taken away from her, she’ll realize how alone she is and will get the courage to walk away (which really pissed me off, as I think the only courage such a thing can give is a courage to commit suicide).

I even told my parents at some point, when I was reaching the brink of madness… I don’t know, I guess when things go really bad you somehow always end up turning to your parents… They’re rather traditional, but they know about us and have no problem with it, or with anything “gayish”, but – they just couldn’t get why am I getting so worked up over the “rape”. My mom said something incredibly idiotic along the lines of “men are different, you don’t know, they have needs”, and my dad said that marriages are complicated and that she’s not the only one who has to deal with things like that (which apparently makes it ok then).

So eventually I just stopped talking to people. It feels like her and me, we have to deal with things alone, always, and we have no one but each other. That no help, no support, no understanding will ever come from outside… And it feels so wrong to me, and so horrible… I mean, it’s not possible that we’re the first people who have to deal with a situation like this, or with these kind of feelings of fear and helplessness (and in my case, also a lot of anger). And I don’t know, keeping all of this inside just makes me feel sometimes that I’m going mad…

Hmm. I guess it turned out to be incredibly long rant after all…

[dlline]

Would someone care to tell me when the dental profession became populated with nothing but mercenary assholes who don't give a shit about pain and suffering as long as they get paid? Please.

After spending the morning on the phone with three different dentist's offices, I still have received no care despite the now golf-ball sized abcess on my lower jaw. My own dentist couldn't see me until Monday and told me to call another recommended office, who also couldn't see me until Monday. Then my own dentist recommended that I call the endodontist who would have seen me today, provided I showed up with $200 (cash) and made a promise to pay the additional $632 within 30 days. I have no insurance and I work free-lance, but I can't play my horn, the source of my income, because it hurts too much. $832 is more money than I made last month, so I said thank you but I can't do that. Then, I called my own dentist back and said, "Ok, please make an appointment for me on Monday." They refused, based on my lack of insurance and my slow payment history (they were, in fact, paid in full), so they suggested I call the free clinic. The same free clinic that won't see me because my girlfriend makes too much money (what that has to do with me, I'm not sure because Virginia doesn't recognize domestic partnerships). So basically, no dental care for Diane.

Oh, they did suggest the Emergency Room at the hospital for antibiotics and pain meds, but they also weren't certain that they would see me since it's a "Dental Emergency" and not a "Medical Emergency." So I called the ER and they confirmed that they would have turned me away and sent me to my regular dentist, mostly, I believe, due to my lack of health insurance.

So, once again, I have a knot in my jaw that hurts like a mother, I can't sleep because it hurts to lie down, I can't eat because I can't chew (thank god for protien drinks), I can't work or write because of the pain, and there is no relief in sight.

I want to strangle someone.

I've actually considered the Tom Hanks method (from the movie Castaway) where he removes his own abcessed tooth with a rock and the blade of an ice skate. I'm not laughing because it actually might come to this. Or I might emigrate to Canada for the socialized medicine and recognition of my partnership. Until then, I'll continue to eat the Advil four at a time and keep the ice pack close by.

Wish me luck!

Diane

[writerfreak]

FUCK, pardon my language, but I want to really seriously like hurt someone major right now. A few people. Its his freakin fault that I'm not with her tonight because he was there for two freakin hours and couldn't find time anywhere in that to give her the freakin message that I could have come up tonight. I could be there, right now with her. But no, Stevens a royal dickwad and can't give her the message. And Shawn, oh god, if he touches her while hes there I will so seriously be very tempted to murder that bastard. I'm so furious right now I could punch through a wall. He wins again because Steven lets him and doesn't give her the message, great. Way to go Shawn, you think you're winning cause you're there and I'm not. You won't win, she's with me. GODDESS!!!!!!! So angry! Posting here is keeping me from breaking things. And I'm not even gonna start on another person who I have a very large beef with right now. If anyone knows me they know that if you want to stay friends with me and on my good side, you don't mess with my family, you don't mess with my friends, and you don't mess with anything important to me. This girl managed to mess with all 3 and its going to take everything I have not to fly there and beat her ass. Did I mention I really hate people sometimes.

writerfreak

[Willowtree252]

hmmmmm I am going out on a limb now to say you are really pissed right now?????

[writerfreak]

Yes, I know another rant, I might have quite a few for the next couple days. Things are hectic and this is a small outlet. So this rant is going to be posted because I really need to let some of the steam off. Otherwise I might explode. Oh, and I'm not going to name any names with this one. I just can't, its a thing, and it goes to a few different people.

Yeah, thats right, I RIPPED away your fucking control. You don't have it anymore. You don't have that power over anyone anymore. Not me, not anyone at all. You can say as many hurtful things to me and to them as you want, but I've told you it won't work. You're done, finished, through with all of this bullshit. That was 3 strikes, you're out. You can pretend that you know it all, everything, all you want. It doesn't work that way, you are NOT the big-knowledge-woman that you think you are (pardon the buffy reference). You are nothing more than a scared little girl who thinks she is a woman and immediately knows it all, world-wise and ready to conquer. I got some advice for you, grow the fuck up. Okay. Live through a few experiences that are TRULY painful, hell, live through what happened to me for fucking 15 years, then you might have an inkling of the TRUE meaning of pain. Stop always finding someone else to blame, and instead accept that oh-so-hard to see notion that a bit of that blame might just be destined for you as well. But oh no of course not, you're perfect and never do any wrong right. Fuck that, because the way I see it, that way of thinking is exactly what makes you the most wrong. The most to blame, the most hurtful. The rest of us are just going about trying to make the best out of this, especially the best out of life, trying to do the right thing. You need to get to a place where you are doing the same thing, instead of acting like a whiny little girl who throws a fit when she doesn't get her way, or people don't act the way she wants them to. So grow up, and learn to be a TRUE woman. Live for the better, help others, and then, help yourself because if you don't no one else will want to help you. And just grow up. I know I'm not the most grown, but at least I am trying. I am growing more everyday. Just because you're of a certain age doesn't make you what you think you are, its a personal thing. Maturity doesn't always come with age you have to have the experience with it too. You have to have grown enough to recieve that. There are some things I am still immature about too. But I'm learning. Now its your turn.

The only way to get to heaven is to live through this hell we call Earth. If you don't want to end up going through this again: Live, Love, Learn, Grow. At least that's my two cents worth.

writerfreak

[summer fairy]

Okay, my turn to rant, I was going to be big about all this but heck, I feel I deserve to get my moneys worth in here too.

I am fed up with people thinking they know me, when in fact thay don't know the first thing, but they feel they have the right to say such stupid, perfetic things because they have heard one or two things, not to offer me advice but to get a few last minute insults in, oh yes, they may hide it in what they believe to be the whole 'I'm older and wiser, and my pain is greater than your pain' thing but you know what I say to that? Get of your high horse, your NOT better or anything greater than anyone else, yes you may say and possibly done some of the this and that you claim to be and it makes you feel like your special and that you have some right to be the idiot you are, but you believe all your doing is the right thing, I say this. Your not right, yes it may come as a suprise, but I don't care, its time someone told YOU a thing or two.

My whole situation does not depend on if someone else is there, I have learnt to stand tall and get through it regardless of who is friends with who and how much 'back-up' I have, to me thats childish, hey welcome back, the school playgrund calls to you, whatever!

People seem to think that what they say on here will upset me and that I will let this world on the net affect my actual real life, well that may give them some weird satisfaction, but I am here to tell you that no, it doesn't, it actually makes me, and some of the people thats been here with me laugh, I won't tell you the things they have said, but it rings true. But oh well, as long as you can go back to your friends and say, ''that bitch has been told and I threatend her and she's running scared'' and look all big, if thats the kind of thing that makes you feel special and makes the time go a little faster for you, by all means, carry on. I on the other hand think its perfetic, what exactly have I done? I was honest with myself, yes I probably could of been less harsher, but you know what? There are bigger and better things than me in this world to get upset about, this is all I will say, feel free to reply but I feel this has gone on long enough and not worth my time anymore.

[littlewicca]

hello kittens,
ok now, some days ago, i was wondering about how much diferent are the people, most of us cant understand each other, I was really mad, I thought, why they dont understand, the fact that i like to be on the computer, what do i have here? they must think, it is an adiction. They just dont understand.

Some people may think, we are playing a character here, and that is not the real person, that is not you.. who are you talking if you even know the person. sorry, im not agree, I had been told when i was kinda new in here that here i have a family, some can remember that, i do. Do i really know who is behind the computer more than someone i can see face to face? Why not? who say who is face to face has not a mask?

I really need to say that because im sure im not playing a character here, this is part of my life and i take people seriously, as i think they do with me, why because the person behind the computer is a real person too, there are not two rules, is the same here, just because we can not hit each other or see, is not that we can not know each other.

So ask me, i can tell you how deep can feelling hurt, or make you happy, or whatever, i found people really nice here, and as you can find nice person you can find someone who wants to hurt you, so, how do i know it is real? ok, i do have a life, i have friend out of the net, i have my family, and i still, when im not online i remember my friends here, i hope they be fine, i also can say i think about one person i had never seen, i cant stop thining about her, who can came and tell me that is not real?? no one, because no one knos what is in my heart, i dont know what is in most people hearts. But actually i have to say, this is part of my life and if no one say the difference, no one will understand how deep will hurt the other person.

Who wants to read this fine, who wants to understad fine and who does not it is ok too, that is what life is.

[Willowtree252]

Ok here are my 2 cent.s I gave my boy my nice sport's car I TOLD him that was the only set of keys we have always make sure thay are in your hand. He just called me and said that they are locked in the trunk. To this I say oh well I told him and I am always coming to save him nope not this time. Time he looked after himself.

[dlline]

Is laundry really that hard? I mean, c'mon. Washer, soap, dryer, dryer sheet, push the button..... really, it's not that hard.

We have the slowest dryer in the world. It takes less time to dry if the loads are smaller. And washing load after load in some pathetic attempt to feel like you're getting ahead does no good if it sits, wet, in a basket until it gets moldy, because the dryer is slow. Hello! Earth to the rest of my family!

Argh! I know it's stupid. It's laundry for chrissake, but it's just one more thing, and I don't need one more thing. I have enough, thank you.

Sorry.... please go back to what you were doing.

Thanks.

[JujuDeRoussie]

The new French Government does stuff strange if you consider what the president said when he was only candidate.
Now, what we call "L'ISF" (a taxes payed by the richest people...) will be down and the "TVA" (taxes on the products and restaurant and everything everr body pay) will be up... But not the salary so of course we are going to buy les things with as much money. Fortunately the richest will be able to buy more enterprise in country with less work taxes and be richer.

"Ah elle est belle la france!" (= Ah France is beautiful! >>> ironic of course)

[writerfreak]

I have no clue. What I'm feeling right now, what I'm thinking, I just don't know. I hate him, god I hate him. But I'm in one of my self-realization moods while I'm hating so I'm doing a bit of hating towards myself. Hating that I'm so screwed up, hating that I CAN hate. That I do hate, at least right now. He came in drunk again, and started screaming. I was laying on the couch watching Gilmore Girls and he walked in pissed off at me. Something about there not being any Pepsi in the fridge. I'm not sure. It was just another one of his alcohol nights, like he always is when he is drunk. We argue when he is sober too, sometimes. But when he is drunk, it never fails, he is either feeling too sorry for himself to notice anything else, or he thinks up every little possible thing that I could have done wrong and yell about it. Tonight was the second part. Apparently I lie about everything, I'm a horrible person, and its all my fault. Then he has the nerve to turn around and scream in my face that I said those exact things about him when I didn't. I never said anything like that and it turned out to be a lot like him being a martyr and me looking like a total piece of shit. I can't do anything right anymore. I can't even lay on the couch and watch tv right. Probably can't even breathe right. I said things I'd never said before tonight. They were true, but I probably shouldn't have said them. Told him how he ran out on his family, left them, abandoned them. I told him that if it weren't for him and a few others of the male persuasion I might have had a chance at trusting men at least once. I was always gay, born with it in my blood or something. What I am was never a choice, it just was. Just is. It's me. I'd never have chosen to live like this if it had been a choice. Who WANTS to be persecuted and repressed by society, hated. Who wants to deal with the discrimination every day. Not me. But I can't be anything but who I am. And if it hadn't been for the males in my family, all but one I can think of being completely untrustworthy. Just plain unworthy. Not a single one except for my Papaw ever truly wanted to be there. I was the miracle baby, the suprise that they never wanted. My parents had their daughter, their wish for a child, and then I came along. Suprise, suprise. MY FUCKING GODDESS!!!! I'm trying so hard not to be angry right now, I don't want to be angry right now. My internal dialogue is going a little something like "You are a strong, competent, powerful woman and you can handle this. You can deal." It just isn't working. I want to scream. I want to throw things. No he isn't the reason I'm gay, no one is the reason I'm gay. But if the men in my family weren't so distant and unloving and uncaring and greedy and god this list could go on and on, but if they had ever made an effort to change then maybe I wouldn't be so screwed up. If a lot of things hadn't happened then I wouldn't be the way I am, on the inside. I'd still be gay just a lot less jaded and bruised by life. A lot less defeated, worn down until I feel as if there isn't anything left. I wish they took the time to get to know me. I wish they cared enough to do that. Wishes and ifs....bullshit. Grow up, Amanda. I should be over all this shit by now. Why aren't I? Why can't I ever get past everything that happened? If I don't then I'm very possibly going to lose the best thing that has EVER happened to me. My Rachel, my family. If I don't get myself straightened out then I'll turn out just like them and lose it all. I hate this. I hate all of this. I just......I just want it to end. I hate that I'm like this, that I'm so jaded and in so much personal pain that I'm jeopardizing everything. I hate that they are all alcoholics. Hate that they find more pleasure in beating others down and then kicking them to feel good rather than being a family like they are supposed to be. I hate that I'm completely fucked up inside. I hate, I hate, I hate. I think its time for me to stop hating so much. I think its time for me to just move on. Maybe even finally let myself cry over what was instead of frivolous, pointless stuff that yeah it affects me but doesn't even come close to the true source of this drama queen's pain. Start crying over what was to get it out, just get it the hell OUT, and finally stop holding in the tears over what was, and stop shedding the tears about what I am afraid is to come. It's not time for me to be afraid anymore. It's killing me to be afraid. It's time for me to be strong now, to grow now. To heal, truly truly HEAL now. That is all.....for now.

writerfreak

[woahnellie]

Ohhh the prices we pay to see! I just spent 275 dollars on contacts and an eye exam. but what am i supposed to do walk around blind. stupid stupid doctors and contact companies!

[Bound2Her]

I can't win today. My laptop is busted so I have to use the computer downstairs, and I like watching videos on YouTube, I can't put in any headphones cause they won't reach (as it's a desktop I'm on) and every time I watch something, no matter how short a video it is, my sister's husband turns the TV up loud. So I decide to go get my mp3 player and put my headphones on, then he decides to play his guitar up real loud and I can't hear my music. Blah.He said he'd fix my laptop and he hasn't so I have to suffer.

Petty rant, I know.

[Pinocchio1940]

Petty rant, I know.

Not petty at all. It's healthy to express yourself, rather than keeping it inside.

[woahnellie]

Why can't things ever go right in my life??? It seems like when i get one problemed solved and here comes two more along like BAM BAM. its nothing major but still pisses me off. bill after bill, problem after problem. can i just be a kid again?

[littlewicca]

Today im really upset with cellphones, I spent the day trying to make a call with my damn cellphone.
Ring-ring- and then: failled.. not allowed..
i try again
Ring-ring- and then: failled.. not allowed..
and i tried like that a lot of times, what is wrong with it?
I dont even know if her phone rang, so i just hope she is ok. If i didnt have important messenges there i would throw my cell against the wall..

[JustSkipIt]

I'm getting really frustrated at my job. A few weeks ago, they fired 1/2 of my team and one person from the related team. That part wasn't that unexpected. But then there have been two main changes to my job duties. The first is that for the person from the other team, I'm taking over primary support for the office's main application. The second is that my entire team is now sharing support for running the computer help desk.

The computer help desk thing is just moronic. They're taking a set of well-paid application developers and turning us into overpaid incompetent help desk employees. I did a shift on Friday and another today and ended up feeling frustrated and stupid because I don't know how to do anything. The other thing, I know very little about and have to learn.

The bottom line is that I'm fucking great at my job. My job is or should be application development. I'm fucking brilliant at that. And paid about enough for doing it very well. Now I'm stuck doing things that, quite honestly, I consider to be beneath my skill set and at which I don't know what I'm doing.

I'm so frustrated and I just feel like crying and I hope that PMS is a factor here or I'm in big trouble.

[Pinocchio1940]

I hope someone knows what to do. I am playing "The Nightmare Before Christmas: Oogie's Revenge and I can't get the smoke-breathing frogs. If anyone knows how to open the gates, please PM me.

[JujuDeRoussie]

I finally managed to find a cyber, fter some times of road... I came there with my laptop but it won't work... so I am on one of their fucking computer where there is ot msn and all and I can't talk with my girlfriend >___<

[littlewicca]

today something happened at work, not to me, but was something that made us all upset.

one of my co workers had an enterview for another job, so she needed to enter at work 2 hours later, she called to my job, she talked to the superior, and said, she needed to, of course she would work them in the week, just two hours, she is one of the best customer assistent in the place, so, this fucking bith called superior (who has her superior name obviously for fucking someone, as she doesnt know anything and she doesnt help us when she has to, she doesnt work for anything)
she said, what if i dont give you the hours? well, im not going to work there anymore said my friend, and the superior said ok..

the point is, she had right to have thsoe hours, she was doing the things well, and nothing of that worth it for the stupid, person, who cant be called human...

[tazraven]

I know she works and I don't, and I know I just got done with my class, but sometimes it really pisses me off that I'm the housewife. I love her, but it'd be nice if she did the dishes once in a while.

[Boschi]

What is the point in having sequentially numbered streets if they don't stay in that order? And is having a street stay the same street for more than 4 blocks a big deal? Why must 70th St. stop, start, stop, start... ???

Where on earth could West 70th St. be versus 70th? I went about as far as you can go (in Kansas City no less....).

WTF?

It's the mid-fucking-west for crying out loud! We build cities on grids here. Systematic, uninspired, East/West/North/South oriented streets. Who had the bright idea to start with the unnecessarily wending curves??

Grrrr....