Get it off your chest!

I am writing this on a library computer. Why am I doing it on a library computer rather than my own? Because two days ago a virus gave it one hell of a beating, which has totally crippled it. With only one month to go until I submit my thesis, this has not been at all helpful.

So this is addressed to whomever created that virus:

Know this, you malodorous, rat-faced little turd: if I ever get my hands on you, then I shall visit upon your body such fiendish and diabolical torments, that you shall be begging for the release of death, and the embrace of Hell, just to escape me. There are far, far worse things than death, and an eternity writhing in the fires of the pit will seem like a blessed relief after a few days with me and a selection of power-tools.

Phew, it felt good to get that off my chest! Now back to trying to salvage my work...

I'm good today:seeya:

Okay, just spent night number 2 with neighbors, they brought out the tv to watch a number of reality shows. On one, they have a young couple buying a new house along with the houseful of wonderful furniture. I said, "No, it doesn't quite happen that way" In which, one said, "If they are professionals...you could do it too if you worked more....I worked a 60 hour week this week; I wanted to hit him over the head with his own beer bottle:flare:

I hate alcohol.
I hate that my beautiful friend, wonderful wife and mother is so afraid and insecure and quiet.
I hate how on a regular basis her husband hits on me in front of her and plays it off as a joke.
I hate that she's silent about it.
I hate how tonight we all come home from a baby shower, he's been drinking with the guys there, and that he tries to grope at and hits on me in the car with his beautiful wife and child in the car.
I hate how she sits quietly by and plays it off like it doesn't hurt her.
This guy is such a jerk and I am ashamed that he thinks he can hurt my friend this way because she's too weak to say anything....and I know they need help. It disgusts me that I cannot make their situation better.

Why in 'you-know-who's' name, would you think, I would hand that over to you?

why the heck do I keep falling asleep sitting up?

1.I hate my grades.
2. I hate arrogant people.
3. I hate my father.

Maybe I shouldn't be thinking about certain things the way I am but I can't let who it is know I'm thinking about it that way because I'm too scared...

Can I hate all the examiners who marked my exams or will that be too stupid? Or better to hate the people who wrote the exam questions!

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Originally Posted by grace86

I hate alcohol.
I hate that my beautiful friend, wonderful wife and mother is so afraid and insecure and quiet.
I hate how on a regular basis her husband hits on me in front of her and plays it off as a joke.
I hate that she's silent about it.
I hate how tonight we all come home from a baby shower, he's been drinking with the guys there, and that he tries to grope at and hits on me in the car with his beautiful wife and child in the car.
I hate how she sits quietly by and plays it off like it doesn't hurt her.
This guy is such a jerk and I am ashamed that he thinks he can hurt my friend this way because she's too weak to say anything....and I know they need help. It disgusts me that I cannot make their situation better.

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Doh! Coworkers that suck *** and point out everybody else's errors.

I hate new employees who buddy up with the boss, and report every little thing that is said or done when the boss is not around. I hate the fact that they get promoted, and those of us who have worked for 7 times as long as she has, and have only ever received exemplary employee review, get our hours cut.

A special hate-out for people who order over 25 feet of sandwiches, as a joke. We lost hundreds of dollars, and no one is going to get a raise for awhile. Thanks.

I hate people who yell, especially when they then start yelling that they aren't yelling. I hate having my life dictated by adults because I'm just a teenager. If you have an issue, don't yell about it. Take ten deep breaths and if you can't talk like a reasonable, intelligent human being, shut up. Don't yell about stuff that you have no flipping clue about, because it makes you look like an idiot. Congratulations, you're not like my father - and don't talk about my father, you don't know who he is you loser. You're worse, you jackass so get off your high horse and let it trample you into the dirt. And don't grab people when they're driving you idiot - don't grab people at all. If you're life is so bad, and you hate so much, why don't you stop yelling, screaming, threatening to leave, and just do it. Is that too complex for you to comprehend? Do you get some type of perverse pleasure from this? Do you like putting memories into my head that I can't ever forget now? Would it have been so hard to look around and notice, oh, gee, the lady I'm supposed to care about is crying! Let's stop yelling now, and at least pretend I have something that resembles intelligence!

Gosh I never realized how much I swore until I had to clean up this message :/

I think that the content validates cussing. :(

Oh, you poor thing. Yelling is definitely not a necessary part of life..glad you recognize that and I hope your life will be more peaceful in the future. It's what you make it!

Dear Office-Nazi,

If you are going to set up lots of pointless rules about the submission of research, such as filling in 7 different forms in triplicate, plastering my marking code over every page, using the utterly retarded and dogmatic MLA referencing system despite it's utter inapplicability to my subject, and forcing me to use a font that doesn't contain several letters from the Old Icelandic alphabet, then that is all fine; I shall cope. However, if you honestly expect me to take several months of research and "leave it on my chair", because you can't be bothered to be in your office on the day YOU named for submission, then you honestly have another thing coming. Given that in the past you have penalised students (i.e. given them a mark of ZERO) for being 3 minutes over the deadline, then there is no way in hell I'm leaving until I've forced my work into your clammy claws, and gotten a recipt. An evil old witch you may be, but you are rapidly becoming an unprofessional evil old witch. If it comes to it, I shall not be the first person to call you out in public, but by God it will be a dressing-down you will remember!

Loka

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Originally Posted by Azazael

I hate people who yell, especially when they then start yelling that they aren't yelling.

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Haha, my mom used to do that when I was a teenager. "I'M!!! NOT!!! YELLIIIIING!!!!!!!!" Isn't it difficult not to laugh?

What do you mean I'm lucky to still be working! You haven't laid anyone off because everyones leaving...that's what happens when you pay 5 dollars less an hour than every other company. And I don't feel like going to your stupid meetings either...shmuck (did I spell that right)

I'm a little annoyed with myself right now. Quit leaving clothes in the washing machine!!!!

Put the goddamn blackberry down! Do you realize the message you are sending to your staff.

Dear brother;

Yes. I am OCD about it. But you MISTREAT your books! Doggy-ears! Do you understand, little brother, that putting the book down like that will hurt the spine? Yes, books feel pain too- they do!
I lend you my books and what do you do? Doggy-ears! You pick your nose and leave whatever you snag on the pages! And dumping my books in water when you get mad?
For the sake of my sanity, learn how to hold a book. And stop. Putting. Stickers. On. Them.

Do you realize how childish you seem when you don't respond??


Not to mention arbitrarily closing work orders!

:boxing_smiley::crash:

I'm from the Philippines but based in western Europe for close to 20 years now.. and once in a while getting doses of culture shock with regards certain things from my own home country! Latest case in point concerns my relative Y. who lives in the Philippines, is upper middle-class and thus can afford a full-time, live-in nanny for her young daughter. In an e-mail to me last year Y. said in a rather rueful way that the nanny had to suddenly go on leave and would be away for a week; and so she had no choice, she herself had to be the NANNY to her four-year-old child during the interval! And then the other day Y. posted in her blog that she was surfing the internet while folding the laundry at the same time (no explanation as to why the two housekeepers are not on the scene) and immediately her friends lauded her for being such an amazing mom!
I am confounded by the reasoning that taking complete charge of her own child would "downgrade" a woman to the category of mere nanny whereas multi-tasking Facebook & laundry would propel her to the status of super-mom!

:flare::banghead::banghead::banghead:

"See if you can't make them stop...."

Are you freakin' kidding me?????

After reading a couple of dystopian novels (the usual, you know, brave new world, 1984, farenheit 451 etc.) and noticing that everyone feared and still fears(if they even care that is) that a big bad government will come and "rob" us of our "freedoms".

The general fear, from what i gather, is that somewhere out there there are a group of people who are bent on attacking literature (and art in general), and that once this is achieved, their rule will be unchallenged and unquestioned by the ignorance they have created. It seems that all the authors had a common belief that forcefully robbing people of literature will leave them vulnerable to the dystopias of this "group of people's" creation.

But from what my naive and possibly flawed observation can gather, it seems that rather than a group of people forcefully destroying art and "dumbing" us down, i think we are bringing it upon ourselves.

i actually believe that we will achieve a future where literature/art is non-existent . but i dont think that it will be enforced, but rather we will choose it, and are choosing it day by day.

i wont repeat what others have said before me, but there's plenty of evidence. less people are reading literature, and more "movies" are being made out of books than ever before. more people watch reality tv, and youtube viral videos than they go to their local theatres to see plays, classical music(you know real instruments with heartfelt compositions as opposed to autotuned 3 minute repetitive songs).

so now that people have been robbed of literature/art, does it still mean we are living in a dystopia? my answer would be no. i think it was wrong of these authors to assume that the destruction of literature would lead to people giving in to bad leadership and mind control etc.

Feel free to give your opinions, and offer a bit of constructive critisism (yeah right) on this poorly written delusional rant.

cheers and have a good day.

I can't recommend highly enough the particularly insightful posts made by MystyrMystyry during the past few weeks

Copy his name and paste it into the Google Search Engine followed by 1984, this will lead you to the relevant links in the appropriate threads in this forum

Upon satiating your previously unquenchable thirst repeat the process of pasting his name into Google followed by Farenheit 451 and/or Ray Bradbury

Hope this information helps

And thankyou for wishing me cheers and to have a good day

Right back at you

The idea of dumbing down is not new. I read in another thread of an ancient Egyptian writer complaining that all the books that needed to be written had been done - lamenting the passing of the art form. (Apologies - I can't remember off the top of my head who said this.)

We perhaps suffer from a short sightedness thinking that trends such as reality TV will have more of an effect than ever. Big Brother - the channel 4 reality TV show in the UK and other countries has come and gone. It seems that the TV people get an idea, it becomes successful, they do it to death and then gradually we all go off it and watch something else. This has happened with House makeover shows from the 90's which are now a part of the budget end of daytime TV.

Kids today are exploring the internet and phones and presumably making the choices you suggested. They won't always be like this though. I often read on here about people today not reading - when I was in school in the 70's we were studying Lord of the Rings, and I can tell you that not many read it. My mate - an intelligent lad - had never read a book. I bet he has now. The process of history is very complex, and it's difficult to say where any one trend will lead.

The '90's reality tv phenomenon began as a reaction by the network executives when underpaid writers (and some other related industry employees) were disrupting scheduled broadcasts by strikes and picket lines.

It was an exciting time for these executives when they realised that at their fingertips was a new system that could produce equivalent quality programming with increased popularity for far less cost and with greater cross-promotional advertising revenue.

The new celebrities had the neccesary looks and talent to work in the media spotlight - ie as qualified as what they'd replaced but with even less nous as to what their new-found fame was potentially worth to the stations, so a great bargaining chip had been forfeited.

This largely lasted until the various writers with families to support and mortgages to pay agreed to a compromise deal offering them even less pay and worse conditions than they had enjoyed before the crisis

And a quick glance of the tv guide shall show that the quality of television programming has never been better

Interesting times indeed

There was a thread like this started at another forum I go to. The premise is that, when you have something you really wish you could say to someone, anyone, but cannot, you can say it here just to get some relief. It's a bit of a crabby sort of thread, sure, but I think it helps one keep one's sanity! You can say loving (but embarrassingly mushy) things as well as annoyed things. Of course, this isn't meant for airing forum quarrels. I'll start.

It's really cheap of you to want to just replace the five tiles that fell off. Don't you think the rest of them are going to fall off soon too? You can't just slap those five back on, you can tell the whole wall is rotting away even where the tiles have not fallen off. Last night I had a dream you just wanted to use Elmer's glue to put the tiles back on, and that's not so far from the truth, is it? Luckily the contractor refuses to just do the five tiles, but rather insists on re-doing the whole thing, because he knows just putting the five tiles back on would be ridiculous. You're so cheap.

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Originally Posted by MystyrMystyry

I can't recommend highly enough the particularly insightful posts made by MystyrMystyry during the past few weeks

Copy his name and paste it into the Google Search Engine followed by 1984, this will lead you to the relevant links in the appropriate threads in this forum

Upon satiating your previously unquenchable thirst repeat the process of pasting his name into Google followed by Farenheit 451 and/or Ray Bradbury

Hope this information helps

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Orrrrrrr, you could just post the link. :sosp:

Too many lnks to post happily

Meaning my happiness would be at risk

And besides which I've got other things to do

:)

big bad governments already came and took our freedoms away, they have to or they wouldnt exist. I'm confused where the link between that and destruction of literature comes in, considering the anarchists are the ones still working through printing press, zines and anti-copyright literature that can be found nearly everywhere if you look, that are sometimes free, almost always affordable and brilliantly crafted.

Of course we are making ourselves stupid, but lets be realistic, in a system where you are regulated on how you enjoy your life (you know, you get a park here and there but you can only go there at certain times, must be sober, cant play on anything that wasnt made for you to play on, and lets just hope you arent homless), theres only so much your average person will do.

While I think people should reclaim the streets and make every corner and bus stop a playground, most would rather sit in their room staring at the brain drain, watching people live a life they want to live, because its safer that way. Kinda seems like when parents force their kids to do something stupid (I'm sorry but no three year old is going to learn much from being a model, and if they dont enjoy it its worthless) so they can live through them.

Here's a thread to rant for all that's right and good! (and follow the forum rules for civility and decorum, of course. . .).

Humm. . .where to begin. Oh yes! Objectivity, data, pie charts, gantt charts, leichhardt scale, to you I say Bah Humbug! Most of all human experience is unmeasurable and imbued with emotion. This is a good thing. So when YOU ask me to "click the [goddamn] box that best approximates my understanding of X". Or maybe I should rate how I feel on a scale of 1-5? I just want to throw the stupid survey monkey out with the rotten banana bread because I know. . .I just KNOW. . .that this collection of wild guess, apathetic clicking is going to be put in some ridiculous chart and discussed as "quantitative data" indicating that . . . .

What that? Oh you mean there's numbers in that chart: 14, 27, 6, 96%. . .well call me horsefeathers! We're lookin' at God's truth then. Anything's data if it's in one of gantt's nifty little charts. That's just the sort of thing that I need to make an informed decision: the collected clicks of people who'd rather be doing anything else than filling out that silly survey.

Let's face it -- most of what we know is filtered though an emotion or an assortment of knowing. Our wisdom is made of narrative, song, and bonds of sympathy. Our understanding is a struggle and an accident. It's okay to love a subject. It's okay to cultivate a mood for thought and reflection. These things are good. Now put that in your pie and smoke it! And yes, I really want to see you smoke a pie [chart]. That 'ud learn me sumptin' real good!

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This is a purely personal rant - I'm trying to sell my house: when I get a request for a viewing via the Estate Agent from a prospective purchaser, I set to and tidy up, do a bit of cleaning, make the house look attractive and nice to live in but not too lived in, if you understand the nicety of the difference. I spend time on it then I either make myself scarce - if the agent is showing round the interested parties - or I put on a welcoming smile and show them round myself. I don't mind doing all this, it's part of the trauma of selling a house I've lived in for twenty-three years - isn't moving house said to be the third most stressful thing in life, behind bereavement and divorce? No, my rant is that the 'interested parties' don't bother to contact the agent afterwards to say they are no longer interested in the property. I spend days wondering if I am going to have make a swift move and should I be looking at possible properties myself and finally phoning the agent, only to find the agent can't get hold of them or they won't commit to a decision. (A minor rant is that the agent often doesn't seem to have bothered to follow up the enquiry himself.) I'm not a mind reader - well, I am sometimes, but I need to have the person standing in front of me to do it then it's reading body language rather than minds - I need to be told the answer. Isn't it common courtesy to say thank you for being let into someone's home, even if it's No, thank you, it's not for us after all? I went to look at a house last week - I thanked the lady as I was leaving, explained that much as I loved her house, I couldn't make an offer until I had a firm offer on my own property (which I thought I had but apparently not, no phone call to confirm....:banghead:) then I called the agent, repeated my message and asked him to contact the householder to confirm my position. I hope he did. I wouldn't want her to be in the uncertain position I've been in so many times. Rant over - thank you for listening. :smile5:

Just because you have certain privileges and can use them to your advantage doesn't mean you should. Remember where you came from and what it would've looked like when you were in their place, damn it.

Stop being a caution of what not to be as a leader and start setting an example.

Yeah, I used to have to give X amount of hours per semester to psychology research in Edmonton. Randomly clicking usually makes you feel like less of a lab pigeon, unless it's one of those tricky Twilight Zone-y tests (I've only ever had one of those, it was testing passive agressive behaviour - it would have been pretty cool if I was on the outside).

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Yeah, I used to have to give X amount of hours per semester to psychology research in Edmonton. Randomly clicking usually makes you feel like less of a lab pigeon, unless it's one of those tricky Twilight Zone-y tests (I've only ever had one of those, it was testing passive agressive behaviour - it would have been pretty cool if I was on the outside).

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Those surveys drive me crazy. On that on in particular, when it asked from my demographic information I informed them that I was 125 year old, gay, female Latino/Hawaiian who works in accounting. :biggrin5: Let'em put that in their pie chart.

I thought we had a thread like this - it was "get it off your chest" or something. But I can't find it. So I am starting "Post a Rant" so that I can go off about what happened to me today.

I have neighbors who like to have guests. They are young neighbors. They just moved in several months ago replacing another family who also liked to have lots of guests over. Often. Too often.

The problem with having lots of guests is that lots of guests have lots of cars and the parking is limited. Ever since we moved here I often have trouble backing out of the driveway because there are a lot of vehicles parked everywhere. One day I said, "One of these days, I'm going to hit one of these parked cars." Today was that day.

Today is Saturday. I got up early and went to work because we were required to work today. The importance of this piece of information will become clear later. But for now, just know that I got up very early before the sun came up to work an extra day of the week and I have been working over because of the time of year it is and the industry I work in.

Now, I backed into a vehicle parked behind my driveway, and notified the neighbors who sent their friend out so that we could do all the insurance, police report crap. I was pissed off at the time. I was pissed for a number of reasons. I was pissed b/c the vehicle I hit belonged to a kid's father. I was pissed that the kid called his father to ask his father what to do. I was pissed that the kid took great care to park directly behind my driveway when there was plenty of room in my neighbor's actual driveway for him to park. The front of my house faces the side of the neighbor's house. The kid's parking choice is a mystery to me. Or maybe it's not. If the kid were parking a car that he had actually worked to pay off, then maybe he would have made a wiser parking choice. And finally, I was pissed that this whole thing was my fault and there is no recourse for me.

So the officer who arrived came and stated that we either could or could not file a police report and I said that I wanted to file the report. Then I said, does it take a long time to file the report? Now remember that I am highly pissed off with two years of pent up rage about the parked cars i have to take care not to hit when I go out of my driveway while my neighbors enjoy a continuously active social life. I was also a bit unhappy about having to work so much this week and about work in general. So, the tone of my voice was not exactly sweet at the time. The officer took this personally and asked why I was taking an attitude with him. Then he proceeded to tell me that he had been up at 6:30 this morning and he'd been at it all day, and he didn't want to come out and take attitude. The officer made the entire situation about him, when it was not about him. It was about me, my property and the kid's property.

But I was dealing with Officer Ego. Officer Ego went on to state that he had been working in a housing project all day and that he actually preferred the housing projects and that was more suited to his personality. He didn't like giving civilians tickets blah blah blah. So I just said that I was not giving attitude, I said that I wanted to make sure that everyone's car repairs are handled and that I want the paperwork handled correctly. I also stated that I too had been at work all morning and that my day started early as well.

So, that went on and on and I finally got a statement from my insurance company that it would be necessary for Officer Ego to file the police report and now it's all handled but I sure don't like that police officer. and I can't help but wish that....well. You get the idea. Anyway, the whole thing ruined my day. I wonder if I could file a complaint about the officer or would I just be bringing more grief upon myself? I think the cop could use some feedback about dealing with citizens...it might be wise to NOT take people like me personally when we're upset. I've often found that when you are dealing with an angry upset person you can often diffuse the situation by dealing with the person as though they are not upset. When you respond that way, the angry person is usually subdued by the end of the situation and calmer.

I'm so sick of mother****ing people not using their ****ing blinkers when driving their ****ing car. Use it, you dip**** dumbass ****! And I hate when people don't turn on their goddamn headlights when it's ****ing RAINING. Hey, *******, it helps me see you so I don't run into your stupid ****ing **** car! And I hate when two dumb mother****ers decide to drive in two different ****ing lanes at the exact same ****ing speed so I can't ****ing pass the dumb ****-for-brains up! Those ****ing ****s, those ****-eating, mother****ing *******s piss me off! ****!!!!!!!!!

(That's how you rant.)

Haha, those were some epic rants.