The Gripe Thread [Rated Aure]

[Lye]

Warning: This thread is not for the faint of heart or easily offended!

Purpose

This thread is a negative thread. It is a venting thread. It is where you go after a long, shitty day and just hate drop whatever is bugging you. Some people do this on Facebook, but then some optimistic cancer of a person writes a paragraph long comment about how terrible of a person you are and that you shouldn't post negative things because it "kills the mood of their feed". (Eff that guy, right?) You can't tell your boss to fuck off in their face, you can't tell your significant other that the meatloaf tastes like a mud brick (moar salt plz), and you can't use the James Bond features of your used '98 Honda to blow up the guy that cut you off this morning (Oh god, please let this happen one day).

So take it here,

write it out,

and...





LET IT GO~ <3

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Rules



Rules?! What the fuck?! Really?!

Yes, rules... You are a rowdy bunch and you damn well know it.

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Rule Number 1! - No hate bashing on people here. Last thing I want and the rest of us want is a flame war. Remember Eiskalt. Remember the kids that died? You did that. Do you feel good about yourself? Hmm? Yeah, don't do it.

Rule Number 2! - No death threats or suicide threats. Use your big boy words like fuck, fuckin', fucker, fucked, and fucks. No need to illicit murder. Remember Eiskalt? Yeah... I'll bring it up again.

Rule Number 3! - Avoid straight up slander, racism, and other equally ignorant offenses of commonly sensitive subjects. You can be sorta civil... I hope... So, no blows below the belt. Remember Eiskalt and that Lye X Jensen sensual reading? Yeah, I do. Don't do it. I'm still questioning my sexuality... *ahem* Moving on...

Rule Number 4! - Content posted here is subject to be taken down by staff depending on how out of control you numbskulls get. I'm not saying all of your are numbskulls but if you get out of hand, you'll understand the definition of numbskull when the banhammer finds your cranium (that's a fancy word for head, fyi).


Conclusion


Vent here. Get it out. Be silly about it or just blow off steam. Use your "big boy words". Just don't be dumb about it.


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[redford]

The most tangible aspect of my depression, I think, is that subtle, pervasive feeling that I do not belong. That tugging at the back of my mind that nobody in my social circles really acknowledges me as a person, like the people in the room i’m in would look at me with just a little disdain if it wasn’t impolite to do so. In isolated instances, it wouldn’t be as troubling, but it’s constant presence is troubling a lot of the time. It’s like everybody in the room wants me to leave, but doesn’t want me to leave so much so that they say anything about it, so they just bear with my presence. it’s a difficult feeling to shake. It’s like i’m not somebody that’s respected at all, like the people in a room with me have to endure me until I leave. It’s a difficult feeling to deal with, because the problem blocks the path to the solution. In bestowing upon me this feeling of not belonging, it also causes me to dissociate myself with the people in my social circles, who would be able to help with the problem by validating me as a part of their life by my association with them. It is a difficult thing to overcome. I spend much of my time with my friends feeling like they’d rather be somewhere else, like they’re waiting for me to leave. Even knowing that this is an issue for me, I honestly believe most of the people I spend my time with are just slightly annoyed by me. I would be more comfortable with people strongly disliking me than mild annoyance. It has a kind of unique unpleasantness to it.

[Cards of Fate]

I ficking hate my job sometimes, like holy shit. I have a boss capable of going off on an ungodly tantrum about how I keep my workspace, but will brush off me breaking something as an innocent fuckup. Everything or anything that happens to the machine is my fault, even if there was no way for me to know or stop it. It wouldn't suck so fucking much if it wasnt for the fact that HE KNOWS hes a jackass so he tries to make up for it by doing these extrordinary acts of kindness that only give you emotional whiplash. If he was just an asshole I could deal with it, but no, I have to sit and play guessing games with him and I ALWAYS LOSE.

My manager is just as bad as the owner, and he's starting to drive me crazy. At first I felt bad because he'd had a stroke, but my sympathy wore out when he started trying to bust my balls. The guy fucks up 700 bucks in material and Im trying to help him and he turns around and does shit to try and get me fired!

[Storm Veritas]

I really, really, really fucking hate Roger Goodell. It's not healthy.

[Lye]

Welp, I've lost faith in the continuity of humanity. Our company ordered a truckload of cast iron pipe which goes to our very large contractor. Apparently, the truck hauling the pipe caught fire. The manufacturer, in their infinite wisdom, took the pipe from the wreckage and still shipped it to us. Our receiving department, in their infinite wisdom, accepted it without checking the pipe in. Then, for two days (already three days late on project deadline) they say they cannot receive in the pipe because "they don't have time". So, as a wise move on their part, they received the material in without actually checking condition or quantity. Guess what also was loaded onto a truck and sent to our end user? Guess what also failed in service?

If you guessed brittle cast iron pipe that was subject to high temperature and rapid cooling, you nailed it. Supposedly, the end user kept the melted truck bits on the pipe upon install. Now they're up in arms and threatening to backcharge us for defective pipe.

Which should have never been delivered in the first place! Which should have never been received in the second place! And which should have never been shipped in the third place!!!

The ultimate logic behind all of this: "Metal doesn't burn, so we thought it would be okay."

RIP

I'm done.

And I wish this was just the only problem of logic gone bad. This week has been a test of patience.

[Elthas_Belthasar]

I normally don't like to let people into my personal problems unless you are already in my space, whatever. You know? So here goes.

As you guys know I have been dealing with psychological problems, heavy duty stuff, most of my life. Where has that lead me? To basically a non-existent love life, no dating cause my mom would go bonkers if I even bring up mention of someone I'm into, and like a lot of resentment and feelings of like failure. I personally admit a lot of responsibility for the messed up like MESS my life has become. I think like a lot of it is in my head, that is true, but at the same note I still have free will. I feel like most of us have free will. (Just an opinion of mine, I know) I keep thinking about where am I gonna end up in five, ten, hell, twenty years from now and the picture is looking pretty bleak for me. I'm currently a dependent of my mom and like eventually that won't be there. But hopefully that day is still VERY VERY far away and I won't have to worry about it for a long time. But I know life can be VERY VERY screwed up from firsthand experience. One of the lessons that I've learned is that life is often full of harsh irony. In my case, I'll be stuck taking care of my mom when her time comes when I KNOW for a fact that she hates my guts. (She has told me so. :P ) So to me that's ironic. Cause the person she like at least THINKS she hates the most will end up taking care of her day to day operations when the time comes.

Now me personally...this is probably the most personal post I've ever written in my entire career here on Althanas.

A lot of you guys mean the world to me, some of you cats I don't know too well yet.

But I want you guys to get to know me better.

So I guess here it is.

I'm frustrated at life guys. I don't even tell my therapist about this sort of stuff for desire of not to end up committed. But there have been multiple times where I've felt the urge to jump in front of a speeding train, or go running in traffic or something stupid like that. It's part of my diagnosis, I'm not suicidal by nature, but I do get impulses here and there. A lot of the times I feel like I'm just freaking taking up space. I have no job, no significant other, my mom hates me, and my few IRL friends (The guys here in NY with me) don't make time for me. Again. The thought of feeling like a failure. To think, back in High School when I graduated, I graduated in like the top 100 percentile of my entire graduating class which was pretty impressive accomplishment back then. I was a solid b, sometimes a student. But that's long go. I bombed out of college and will never go back, my crowning achievement was a small internship I landed out of the blue for like a year almost ten years ago. The kicker with me is, when I got diagnosed with my problems, I knew things were just going to go downhill from there. I game most of the time cause that's how I cope. However, to my credit, I do draw and write quite often. So that's something.

For now though, I'm stuck on SSI and, again, my mom hates me.

Then as part of my psychological conditions...I always hallucinate.

Even now. I ALWAYS HALLUCINATE.

The meds helped to a degree but I have begun feeling like the psyche meds are not working and I cannot afford to ask for an increased dose of whatever experimental bullshit they come up with next. But yeah I'm not feeling sorry for myself or anything like that everybody has problems. I just want you guys to understand just some of the bullshit I go through. You guys wanna know what's really messed? This year I turn 38 on my bday (May 05th for those of you who don't know) and my BIGGEST, BIGGEST honest to god worry is this.

Tomorrow I'll be sixty (Proverbially speaking) and I will remain forever alone.

I don't want that...but my situation is very complicated so we'll see if it ever improves.

As for the rest of you guys also dealing with problems...take it from me guys.

It will get better.

One day, SOMEHOW there will be a light at the end of the long shitty tunnel we're all crawling out of. (Some of us deeper in than others) So basically, I guess I can close up with a positive message. We all got shit we hang on to, we all got shit we cling to. It's part of what makes us all Human and unique. I just want to say one last thing. When I was a kid I had a nearly life threatening accident. I was rushed to the hospital, a few months old at the time, and nearly died. I guess from then on I was always in between mindsets. Maybe my whole diagnosis stems from that event. I don't even know. Maybe. But what I can say...is that it gets better. Just trust me on that guys and keep going. This may be the single most emotional post I have ever written here on Althanas. And I been here a LONG ASS time. Anyway guys, no matter what tomorrow brings, keep fiting the good fite. There is always hope somewhere around the corner. Anyway guys I'm always here to talk if any of you cats ever need a friend. I think Imma close the note right about here. You guys stay cool and stay awesome. Hopefully this small note will help some of you guys have more insight about me, and people going through the sorts of stuff I'm going through.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Scousers blaming everyone but themselves for Hillsborough. Because, you know, Liverpool fans crushing other Liverpool fans was all the police's fault and not at all to do with any Liverpool fans.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

I normally don't like to let people into my personal problems unless you are already in my space, whatever. You know? So here goes.

As you guys know I have been dealing with psychological problems, heavy duty stuff, most of my life. Where has that lead me? To basically a non-existent love life, no dating cause my mom would go bonkers if I even bring up mention of someone I'm into, and like a lot of resentment and feelings of like failure. I personally admit a lot of responsibility for the messed up like MESS my life has become. I think like a lot of it is in my head, that is true, but at the same note I still have free will. I feel like most of us have free will. (Just an opinion of mine, I know) I keep thinking about where am I gonna end up in five, ten, hell, twenty years from now and the picture is looking pretty bleak for me. I'm currently a dependent of my mom and like eventually that won't be there. But hopefully that day is still VERY VERY far away and I won't have to worry about it for a long time. But I know life can be VERY VERY screwed up from firsthand experience. One of the lessons that I've learned is that life is often full of harsh irony. In my case, I'll be stuck taking care of my mom when her time comes when I KNOW for a fact that she hates my guts. (She has told me so. :P ) So to me that's ironic. Cause the person she like at least THINKS she hates the most will end up taking care of her day to day operations when the time comes.

Now me personally...this is probably the most personal post I've ever written in my entire career here on Althanas.

A lot of you guys mean the world to me, some of you cats I don't know too well yet.

But I want you guys to get to know me better.

So I guess here it is.

I'm frustrated at life guys. I don't even tell my therapist about this sort of stuff for desire of not to end up committed. But there have been multiple times where I've felt the urge to jump in front of a speeding train, or go running in traffic or something stupid like that. It's part of my diagnosis, I'm not suicidal by nature, but I do get impulses here and there. A lot of the times I feel like I'm just freaking taking up space. I have no job, no significant other, my mom hates me, and my few IRL friends (The guys here in NY with me) don't make time for me. Again. The thought of feeling like a failure. To think, back in High School when I graduated, I graduated in like the top 100 percentile of my entire graduating class which was pretty impressive accomplishment back then. I was a solid b, sometimes a student. But that's long go. I bombed out of college and will never go back, my crowning achievement was a small internship I landed out of the blue for like a year almost ten years ago. The kicker with me is, when I got diagnosed with my problems, I knew things were just going to go downhill from there. I game most of the time cause that's how I cope. However, to my credit, I do draw and write quite often. So that's something.

For now though, I'm stuck on SSI and, again, my mom hates me.

Then as part of my psychological conditions...I always hallucinate.

Even now. I ALWAYS HALLUCINATE.

The meds helped to a degree but I have begun feeling like the psyche meds are not working and I cannot afford to ask for an increased dose of whatever experimental bullshit they come up with next. But yeah I'm not feeling sorry for myself or anything like that everybody has problems. I just want you guys to understand just some of the bullshit I go through. You guys wanna know what's really messed? This year I turn 38 on my bday (May 05th for those of you who don't know) and my BIGGEST, BIGGEST honest to god worry is this.

Tomorrow I'll be sixty (Proverbially speaking) and I will remain forever alone.

I don't want that...but my situation is very complicated so we'll see if it ever improves.

As for the rest of you guys also dealing with problems...take it from me guys.

It will get better.

One day, SOMEHOW there will be a light at the end of the long shitty tunnel we're all crawling out of. (Some of us deeper in than others) So basically, I guess I can close up with a positive message. We all got shit we hang on to, we all got shit we cling to. It's part of what makes us all Human and unique. I just want to say one last thing. When I was a kid I had a nearly life threatening accident. I was rushed to the hospital, a few months old at the time, and nearly died. I guess from then on I was always in between mindsets. Maybe my whole diagnosis stems from that event. I don't even know. Maybe. But what I can say...is that it gets better. Just trust me on that guys and keep going. This may be the single most emotional post I have ever written here on Althanas. And I been here a LONG ASS time. Anyway guys, no matter what tomorrow brings, keep fiting the good fite. There is always hope somewhere around the corner. Anyway guys I'm always here to talk if any of you cats ever need a friend. I think Imma close the note right about here. You guys stay cool and stay awesome. Hopefully this small note will help some of you guys have more insight about me, and people going through the sorts of stuff I'm going through.

If you ever wanna talk mate, i'm here. Skype me up.

[Tobias Stalt]

I'll bite, just one time.

I don't get angry. Not the way I used to. When I was young, I was filled with rage. I had the kind of rage that put holes in walls, and it wasn't even hot anger. It was the frigid kind. I was fully aware of what I was doing, in total control but I still needed to let it out in the form of distilled violence. I drew the line when I punched a window and it didn't break, and my first thought was "it's not broken. Punch it again." And I did. But when the glass shattered, I woke up. I couldn't do that anymore. I couldn't go through life breaking things to placate my animosity.

That's why I don't share my anger with people. It's why I don't go to anyone when I am upset. That's why, this one time, in this place, I'll let the rampage flow.

People are cunts.

Almost every single one I meet from day to day leaves a bitter aftertaste. Whether it's small as not saying hello, or brazen as being an obtuse cockhead, people feel the absolute need to lack common fucking courtesy. My grandmother, God rest her weary soul, used to tell me that there is explicitly a manner in which you are to treat others. You treat them with respect, and you do them no harm. That doesn't mean you have to give of yourself for their well-being. No one is entitled to anything from you, nor are you entitled to anything of theirs. The only thing you owe them is a smile, a hello, and leaving them in peace. If you can't manage a hello, fuck off. Go through the self checkout instead of making a cashier deal with your sour ass attitude. Don't walk up to the guy stocking milk and cop an attitude when he tells you he's sorry, but the truck hasn't come yet and they're fresh out of the item you're looking for.

No one wants to hear you bitch about how you'll go shop someplace else. You're a douche. Just go do it, scumbag. Don't threaten me with my employer's competition. I don't care about your life, no more than you care about mine. Go file a complaint with management, who are actively paid to deal with this sort of thing. I'm just stocking milk so people like you can have it with your cereal. I'm doing that so I can in turn afford my own milk.

And when I walk into the house after a long day of work, the last thing I want is to be heckled by you, dear mother, about this, that, or the other. If you wanted to play an active role in raising me, it would have been nice to have done that at some time before I turned 27. Maybe before I turned 18, but I'm starting to think I'm asking too much, here. But that's alright. I'll grin and bear the constant degredation because I know it makes you feel better. I know that if I waste the breath to tell you to fuck off, your attitude will just exacerbate exponentially, and I'm not going to be able to relax at all because you're never going to stop pissing and moaning. So no, I won't stop locking my door, and no, I won't turn my headphones down and no, I'm not afraid that they'll make me go deaf. It'd be a whole hell of a lot better than having to listen to the rest of humanity drivel for the remainder of my life.

But I can't be this cynical at such a young age, right?

Fuck off.

[Lye]

I'll bite, just one time.

I don't get angry. Not the way I used to. When I was young, I was filled with rage. I had the kind of rage that put holes in walls, and it wasn't even hot anger. It was the frigid kind. I was fully aware of what I was doing, in total control but I still needed to let it out in the form of distilled violence. I drew the line when I punched a window and it didn't break, and my first thought was "it's not broken. Punch it again." And I did. But when the glass shattered, I woke up. I couldn't do that anymore. I couldn't go through life breaking things to placate my animosity.

That's why I don't share my anger with people. It's why I don't go to anyone when I am upset. That's why, this one time, in this place, I'll let the rampage flow.

People are cunts.

Almost every single one I meet from day to day leaves a bitter aftertaste. Whether it's small as not saying hello, or brazen as being an obtuse cockhead, people feel the absolute need to lack common fucking courtesy. My grandmother, God rest her weary soul, used to tell me that there is explicitly a manner in which you are to treat others. You treat them with respect, and you do them no harm. That doesn't mean you have to give of yourself for their well-being. No one is entitled to anything from you, nor are you entitled to anything of theirs. The only thing you owe them is a smile, a hello, and leaving them in peace. If you can't manage a hello, fuck off. Go through the self checkout instead of making a cashier deal with your sour ass attitude. Don't walk up to the guy stocking milk and cop an attitude when he tells you he's sorry, but the truck hasn't come yet and they're fresh out of the item you're looking for.

No one wants to hear you bitch about how you'll go shop someplace else. You're a douche. Just go do it, scumbag. Don't threaten me with my employer's competition. I don't care about your life, no more than you care about mine. Go file a complaint with management, who are actively paid to deal with this sort of thing. I'm just stocking milk so people like you can have it with your cereal. I'm doing that so I can in turn afford my own milk.

And when I walk into the house after a long day of work, the last thing I want is to be heckled by you, dear mother, about this, that, or the other. If you wanted to play an active role in raising me, it would have been nice to have done that at some time before I turned 27. Maybe before I turned 18, but I'm starting to think I'm asking too much, here. But that's alright. I'll grin and bear the constant degredation because I know it makes you feel better. I know that if I waste the breath to tell you to fuck off, your attitude will just exacerbate exponentially, and I'm not going to be able to relax at all because you're never going to stop pissing and moaning. So no, I won't stop locking my door, and no, I won't turn my headphones down and no, I'm not afraid that they'll make me go deaf. It'd be a whole hell of a lot better than having to listen to the rest of humanity drivel for the remainder of my life.

But I can't be this cynical at such a young age, right?

Fuck off.

This gets an upvote from me. I identify with this on such a deep and personal level. Well vented, sir.

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

Y'know what? This is probably the most me thread to ever be posted on Althanas, but I cannot for the life of me think of anything I can really add to it.

I think it's because I'm scarily good at suddenly not caring about people or things that bother upset me and moving on with my life.

Really, the only thing I can really think of for this thread is that I don't agree with the shift in radio to focusing more on your social media presence than your on-air content.

EDIT: Not five minutes after I post this, my boss sends all the on-air staff in the cluster an article that can be summed up as "say less on the air, say more online".

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Came looking for this thread especially today.

One of my collegues has developed a real bad attitude as of late. Gone from being professional and calm to blunt and quite offensive, the kind of guy who makes a few mistakes but is quite happy to lecture other people on theirs before learning from his own.

He who casts the first stone and all that.

Got to today and he got real shitty with me for such a small thing. Whatever the real life equivalent of a deathmatch with William Arcus is, that's what i'm thinking for this guy right now.

To put it mildly.

[Bard]

How people confuse blindness for a mental disability, I’ll never know.

So, I was talking to a client on the phone, and made some comment about having to assign his project to someone else to add the figures he wanted. The moment he learned I couldn’t do them because of a visual disability he started talking really slow.

Other people have done this, so while it’s not new; it’s one of things where you want to really just say what the hell over.

[Atzar]

How people confuse blindness for a mental disability, I’ll never know.

So, I was talking to a client on the phone, and made some comment about having to assign his project to someone else to add the figures he wanted. The moment he learned I couldn’t do them because of a visual disability he started talking really slow.

Other people have done this, so while it’s not new; it’s one of things where you want to really just say what the hell over.

This sounds infuriating. Just keep in mind that they, not you, are the idiots.

[SirArtemis]

I'm just frustrated with my professional life. I'm in an industry that means nothing to me and feels dirty/gross (private equity/finance) and have been spending a lot of time reflecting on how to make that change. I make an ok amount but should make more given my contribution, but also don't see a huge benefit in changing firms only to expect to work more because this industry, especially in NYC, is known to work you to the bone and I'd rather not have that. Current prospect moved away from editor and leaning toward learning to program/code and potentially do something with that, maybe even support my love of video games somehow by working for companies that make games or support games, such as those who work on the engines that are used to make games. Who knows, maybe I'll even manage to make a game myself some day with a friend or two and get huge via an indie title. Would be cool.

Aside from that, living in the US, I'm still immensely pissed at the political landscape. Taboo as it may be, I still think Bernie got screwed and should have won this election. That Hillary and her brigade gamed everything. That Trump is a decoy and will step aside or at the very least continue to spiral down to make her look better before election day. It's like one massive manipulation and it's really aggravating that this country, despite all its potential, continues to make such disgusting and poor choices when so many other places in the world have evidenced alternatives that are effective and constructive. How we still have subsidies to the oil/gas industry for example boggles my mind. How massive financial crimes that are economically destructive are brushed off and white rapists get a few months in prison while drug possession by non-white people results in years of incarceration and forced plea bargains. Everything feels so gross about where we are as a country right now politically. Even the supreme court justice crap, the degree of racism and bigotry on the right, and the forced choice on the left.

[Karuka]

White out tape is a jerk.

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

"We're a professional advertising agency who represents the car dealership that is one of your biggest clients. We have our own state-of-the-art audio and visual production studios. Here's a batch of commercials that we recorded and mixed on our iPhones, voiced by people we just grabbed off the street. The volume set at -20 dB and 32,000 Hz in mono is fine, right?"

[Lye]

Sometimes, you wake up from a dream full of faces you thought lost to time. People long dead or from chapters of your life long buried. It stirs memories like a spirit haunting a house (or more appropriately haunting a body). You ask yourself what happened? The you from then never aspired to the you sitting up in a sweat soaked bed. The decisions you've made, good and bad, lead to a path you never wanted. Now, these memories/spirits are not all demons. Some are sweet, warm and create a sense of longing. An aching desire to return to simpler thoughts, and comical worries which at the time were "life or death". Childhood is fleeting and wasted on the young - the stupid, naive, blissful young.

It feels like a gouge carved out of my contentment with life. The world was far crueler than my parents painted and they were certainly not tactful. They say you should be grateful for what you have... It's only a method of coping for dreams/aspirations that will never see the light of day. Humanity is not great, it is not compassionate, and it is not forgiving. Much like parasites or bacteria, we serve a purpose that can be spun into a positive web of gold, but the web is a web - a trap. The ugly truth that those fancy dreams and "be anything" were only designed for those born into fortune, fame, and luck. For the rest of us, we bear our shackles and weights while we wade through the sea of mindless, affection-less lemmings of the majority. We see the trash they've littered carelessly in the streets and gutters. We witness their selfishness and rage on the road, at work, and everywhere we go. And for those who grew up with the best intentions and most basic of morals are left to be their welcome mats - stepped on, used, and taken for granted.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream and feel the pangs of sorrow when your inner child is stricken with the ruthless branding iron of reality...

It's been a tough morning.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

I want to put my manager in an illuminous balacava on top of a stepladder in Aleppo.

[Storm Veritas]

I'm flying to Germany for a job interview next week. The company wants to open a business unit in the US and find someone to run it. I fly into Frankfurt, but the interview is in Dusseldorf. I have to find a way to get from A to B. I don't speak a freaking lick of German, and my only non-english language experience is around Spanish, which doesn't help me an iota.

Uber is a German word; do they use it over there? What's the tab for a cross-country trip?

[Rayleigh]

I'm flying to Germany for a job interview next week. The company wants to open a business unit in the US and find someone to run it. I fly into Frankfurt, but the interview is in Dusseldorf. I have to find a way to get from A to B. I don't speak a freaking lick of German, and my only non-english language experience is around Spanish, which doesn't help me an iota.

Uber is a German word; do they use it over there? What's the tab for a cross-country trip?

When I was in Frankfurt, most people spoke English. I never had any problems getting around. Even when I was out on the boonies, there was at least one resident English speaker who would be called upon to help me. In one city, I was trying to order my pizza without anchovies and the waiter and the cook couldn't understand. So they grabbed someone from a few houses down the road to help me. I think you'll be okay! Just enjoy!

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

I'm flying to Germany for a job interview next week. The company wants to open a business unit in the US and find someone to run it. I fly into Frankfurt, but the interview is in Dusseldorf. I have to find a way to get from A to B. I don't speak a freaking lick of German, and my only non-english language experience is around Spanish, which doesn't help me an iota.

Uber is a German word; do they use it over there? What's the tab for a cross-country trip?

"Guten tag. Ein grosser bier, bitte. Heil Bayern Muchen."

Pretty much the only German you'll ever need to know.

[Flames of Hyperion]

I'm flying to Germany for a job interview next week. The company wants to open a business unit in the US and find someone to run it. I fly into Frankfurt, but the interview is in Dusseldorf. I have to find a way to get from A to B. I don't speak a freaking lick of German, and my only non-english language experience is around Spanish, which doesn't help me an iota.

Uber is a German word; do they use it over there? What's the tab for a cross-country trip?

For what it's worth! As Ray said: English probably won't be a problem, although they'll probably appreciate it if you at least attempt a greetingin German ("Guten Tag! Ich kann nicht gut Deutsch sprechen. Sprechen sie Englisch?")

As for travel between Frankfurt and Dusseldorf, you're more than likely looking at rail in terms of speed, efficiency, and cost. I would try the Deutsch Bahn website (https://www.bahn.com/en/view/index.shtml) for itinerary and reservations. Trains in continental Europe tend to be quite good, although the current cold snap might be putting a crimp in things...

Just my two pennies ^^;

[Storm Veritas]

Thanks everyone! Now someone needs to reinfect some grumpy into this thread.

[Cards of Fate]

I had to wake my happy ass up at 645 AM to go to work at 730 so I could do Like...an hour or so of computer training then they said I could leave because I wasn't entered into the system to run a register. After factoring in my morning redbull, made roughly five dollars today.

For fucks sake.

[Cursive]

Chromanon Rockskin and Ter'Thok are LCC winners and not listed here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?31727-First-2017-Semi-Annual-Tournament-Poll).

[Storm Veritas]

Chromanon Rockskin and Ter'Thok are LCC winners and not listed here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?31727-First-2017-Semi-Annual-Tournament-Poll).

Storm Veritas and Rayse Valentino feel your pain. :)

[Lye]

Well y'goobers. If y'all link me some threads I'll update it. My copy paste was from 2007 or something. I'm sure we had other AC winners too.

[Cursive]

Chroma and Ter'Thock were pre-crash. :< GONE AND OBVIOUSLY FORGOTTEN. Y'ALL AIN'T LOYAL.

[Storm Veritas]

Well y'goobers. If y'all link me some threads I'll update it. My copy paste was from 2007 or something. I'm sure we had other AC winners too.

Fair Enough! (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?31072-LCC-Final-Super-Awesome-Fun-Time-Best-Pals-Go!-v-Unreasonable-Gentlemen&p=266672#post266672)

I don't mean to be all passive aggressive and bitchy, but this is the thread for passive aggressive bitchyness, so I wanted to stay in character and such.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Wind. As in low air pressure.

What the fuck is that all about, eh?

:mad:

[Flames of Hyperion]

Blowing lorries over on bridges that serve as vital transport arteries and mucking up morning commutes, apparently. Also a shout-out from my backside to thin layers of icy snow on ungritted paths.

(Citizens of Canada, Scandinavia, Russia, and Antarctica, please feel free to laugh at us now!)

[Mari]

People talking behimd my back, like I'm actually completel and utterly sick of it.

If you want to talk, talk - don't have issues then not try to resolve them.

people are meant to be fucking adults.


Sidenote: because of said thing I now have more shifts at work?


extra side note: Peopel can get fucked, and not in the good way.

[Lye]

Since moving to Colorado, I haven't gone to the dentist for lack of finding a good one. My work provides dental benefits that I've paid for two years in case of some emergency like horrible cavity or cracked tooth. This year, in the first few weeks of January, I've noticed some sharp pain when chewing on my left side. When I called my provider to recommend a nearby dentist, they informed me that I do not have coverage. It expired 12/31/16. I called HR to find out that my company isn't like any company I've worked at before. Last year, they had something called passive enrollment. Meaning, if I didn't make changes to my benefits, they would continue on to the next year as is. That is like every company I have ever worked for. This year, they did something called active enrollment. Like it sounds, everyone needed to actively re-enroll in benefits. This is the first time I've ever had to do this in my working career. I re-enrolled in Cigna like I was supposed to. Last year, Cigna covered health, prescriptions, dental, and vision. This year, I find out they compartmentalized all the seperate categories. Cigna covers health and prescriptions, but dental is by MetLife and vision by VSP. This was not clearly communicated in any way, even in our benefits portal which was sponsored by Cigna.

So, I do not have dental or vision coverage for 2017. Last night, I stuck a light in my mouth to get a better look at that tooth. I have a nasty crack in it that looks pretty severe. Based on my reading of cracked teeth, the best case scenario is a root canal. Worst case scenario is total extraction.

Without insurance...

Fuck.

On a more silver note, HR informs me that there are over 50 people in the company finding themselves in a similar situation. Because of their poor communication which they stated, "we sent several emails to be absolutely sure everyone knew!" (I checked and no, they did not, and no, they were not clear), HR is working on an extension for me and those 50 plus people. First month with need to be paid out of pocket "IF" they get approval from the provider on a Director level. So while the chances are bleak, there is hope that I might be able to get my tooth fixed in 2017 before something even worse happens. Like a deep root infection that gets into the marrow and forces them to amputate a part or all of my jaw.

Yay, adulting.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Since moving to Colorado, I haven't gone to the dentist for lack of finding a good one. My work provides dental benefits that I've paid for two years in case of some emergency like horrible cavity or cracked tooth. This year, in the first few weeks of January, I've noticed some sharp pain when chewing on my left side. When I called my provider to recommend a nearby dentist, they informed me that I do not have coverage. It expired 12/31/16. I called HR to find out that my company isn't like any company I've worked at before. Last year, they had something called passive enrollment. Meaning, if I didn't make changes to my benefits, they would continue on to the next year as is. That is like every company I have ever worked for. This year, they did something called active enrollment. Like it sounds, everyone needed to actively re-enroll in benefits. This is the first time I've ever had to do this in my working career. I re-enrolled in Cigna like I was supposed to. Last year, Cigna covered health, prescriptions, dental, and vision. This year, I find out they compartmentalized all the seperate categories. Cigna covers health and prescriptions, but dental is by MetLife and vision by VSP. This was not clearly communicated in any way, even in our benefits portal which was sponsored by Cigna.

So, I do not have dental or vision coverage for 2017. Last night, I stuck a light in my mouth to get a better look at that tooth. I have a nasty crack in it that looks pretty severe. Based on my reading of cracked teeth, the best case scenario is a root canal. Worst case scenario is total extraction.

Without insurance...

Fuck.

On a more silver note, HR informs me that there are over 50 people in the company finding themselves in a similar situation. Because of their poor communication which they stated, "we sent several emails to be absolutely sure everyone knew!" (I checked and no, they did not, and no, they were not clear), HR is working on an extension for me and those 50 plus people. First month with need to be paid out of pocket "IF" they get approval from the provider on a Director level. So while the chances are bleak, there is hope that I might be able to get my tooth fixed in 2017 before something even worse happens. Like a deep root infection that gets into the marrow and forces them to amputate a part or all of my jaw.

Yay, adulting.

Shouldn't the cheeky fuckers have at least informed you of the switch from passive to active policies? Sounds like you've been done up the ricker there pal.

[Eteri]

and not in the good way.


Hope it all works out.

[Cards of Fate]

My 930 am class canceled on me, and rumor on the vine is that registration is down and I MAY have paid for a class that has been canceled.

[FennWenn]

I am not great at venting because either I am too cheerful to vent or I feel that my irritation should be kept under lock and key (conceal don't feel) but I am a little on the edge right now.

So I have to go to the school councilor during lunch because even though my mom has my transcripts, the ones she got don't have my GPA. We need my GPA on order for a college to accept my application. Getting it'll be a chore but I'm more worried about talking to mom about applying for the college I actually want. I'm always a little scared of approaching her about it, because it means she'll get pissed at me for not "coming to her sooner", and will look at my grades. Either nothing bad will happen, or I will get yelled at because I made a mistake and I'm "too smart to earn Cs". I want to check my grades on my own first and I could to just be able to access my GPA without going to the councilor, but got some reason my school email and infinite campus login won't let me in.

On top of that, this one asshole basically told me that I crawled out of the uncanny valley, which kind of wrecked my confidence in my social abilities for the morning. I am hoping that I can actually get words out tonight. Eep.

Ahhh so yeah Fenny friend is in a bit of a freak out.

WHY MUST THE COLLEGE APPLICATION PROCCESS BE SO DAMN STRESSFUL

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

I am not great at venting because either I am too cheerful to vent or I feel that my irritation should be kept under lock and key (conceal don't feel) but I am a little on the edge right now.

So I have to go to the school councilor during lunch because even though my mom has my transcripts, the ones she got don't have my GPA. We need my GPA on order for a college to accept my application. Getting it'll be a chore but I'm more worried about talking to mom about applying for the college I actually want. I'm always a little scared of approaching her about it, because it means she'll get pissed at me for not "coming to her sooner", and will look at my grades. Either nothing bad will happen, or I will get yelled at because I made a mistake and I'm "too smart to earn Cs". I want to check my grades on my own first and I could to just be able to access my GPA without going to the councilor, but got some reason my school email and infinite campus login won't let me in.

On top of that, this one asshole basically told me that I crawled out of the uncanny valley, which kind of wrecked my confidence in my social abilities for the morning. I am hoping that I can actually get words out tonight. Eep.

Ahhh so yeah Fenny friend is in a bit of a freak out.

WHY MUST THE COLLEGE APPLICATION PROCCESS BE SO DAMN STRESSFUL

Don't worry Fenn. Things will work out and the asshole will probably get whats coming to them :)

You're awesome. Remember that.

[Mari]

The sun....

[Rayleigh]

I hate feeling helpless.

[Lye]

Welp, I got my teeth did. Two fillings in the back of my mouth were done improperly by my last dentist which allowed decay to grow underneath them. Hence the pain when chewing. Luckily, it was not a crack. Unfortunately, the decay has gone deep enough that they hit me with a drug cocktail that made my face feel like it was right hooked by John Cromwell.

The real pain in the ass is that the dentist found a tooth on the right side that looks like almost hollow. He says it is going to need a crown which costs a grand total of $550 dollars AFTER insurance. So... yay for that. I have no idea how teeth become hollow... There's no cavity on the fucker. But now he practically has to grind it down and plop a porcelain cap on it.

Needless to say, I've become a hardcore advocate for dental hygiene. No more drills please.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Welp, I got my teeth did. Two fillings in the back of my mouth were done improperly by my last dentist which allowed decay to grow underneath them. Hence the pain when chewing. Luckily, it was not a crack. Unfortunately, the decay has gone deep enough that they hit me with a drug cocktail that made my face feel like it was right hooked by John Cromwell.

The real pain in the ass is that the dentist found a tooth on the right side that looks like almost hollow. He says it is going to need a crown which costs a grand total of $550 dollars AFTER insurance. So... yay for that. I have no idea how teeth become hollow... There's no cavity on the fucker. But now he practically has to grind it down and plop a porcelain cap on it.

Needless to say, I've become a hardcore advocate for dental hygiene. No more drills please.

I can feel the pain from all the way over the pond.

[Fez_The_Kid]

I found a pair of angry pit bulls in my driveway while heading out in the dead of night. My neighbor who owns them had left for a time, so he left them in the care of some other idiots. Their excuse? They were 'too scared' to handle the dogs. What the actual fuck?

To think someone could be this careless. I swear, some people just downright do not deserve their pets.

Fucking degenerates.

[FennWenn]

<3 I'm glad I have this place to safely be upset when I get really riled up. You guys are lovely. <3

Anyway, the Fenn has become stress-y and angry again. Prepare for ineffectual flailing of fists. Is gonna be short, because I don't want to eat up too much time right now.

My sociology class gave me a people-watching project and I'm gonna bullshit the data because;
a) creepy, and
b) mom doesn't ever let me leave the house without week-in-advance planning, and
c) the project doesn't have any particular point beyond the task of "observe people at the mall" and
d) am terrified of being caught staring at people in public spaces.

See, this is why I like my Academy classes better than my Ordinary school classes; the Academy classes assignments are to get us to think in new ways and try to pick apart the world around us. Ordinary school classes don't do shit. The teacher gives us a task vaguely related to the subject of the class as busywork, without any thought as to what the fuck we are supposed to get out of it. Classes that you don't learn jack fucking squat from make me seethe in frustration.

[Max Dirks]

I'm not sure why you can't substitute people at the mall with people in the chat on Althanas.

[FennWenn]

Man, I would if I could! <3

I can't because the project is specifically to go to the mall, watch people going about their business, maybe note who enters which stores and how they dress, etc etc. So, a physical-world thing, unfortunately, with an end result of (how magical!) having gathered some data.

Thanks for the suggestion though. <3

[Lye]

I could really go for a culling of the stupid. Just round up the largest group of hurr durr morons and grind them down into fuel for smart cars. At least then they'll not only be called intelligent for once in their lives, but they'll actually be good for something.

I'm having a piss poor kind of day.

[Mordelain]

When a judgement takes ages and you can't sleep because pixels arn't telling you you suck.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

When a judgement takes ages and you can't sleep because pixels arn't telling you you suck.

Sorry Cyd. Your judgment was on hold until your character got approved. Now that's happened i'll nudge and poke people accordingly.

P.S. Next time, worth knowing we can't do judgments or issue rewards until your character is approved. Much love.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

i could really go for a culling of the stupid. Just round up the largest group of hurr durr morons and grind them down into fuel for smart cars. At least then they'll not only be called intelligent for once in their lives, but they'll actually be good for something.

I'm having a piss poor kind of day.

:d :d :d

[Leoric]

I could really go for a culling of the stupid. Just round up the largest group of hurr durr morons and grind them down into fuel for smart cars. At least then they'll not only be called intelligent for once in their lives, but they'll actually be good for something.

I'm having a piss poor kind of day.

Grinding up the stupid for fuel for Smart cars? Well at the point you are only starving the smart cars.

That is cruel and unusual punishment

[Lye]

My plan is to throw them into an industrial grinder and then a massive vat. As the vat cooks the ground stupid, the fat and oils will rise to the surface. That will then be skimmed and refined into a hydrocarbon fuel while the remaining slag is used for swine food or fertilizer for crops.

I've put far more thought into this than any sane man should.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Hardest exam of my life tomorrow and Emily is screaming the fucking house down at midnight :rolleyes:

Looking forward to the day I explain to her why I can't afford to buy her a car.

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

I know you play Yu-Gi-Oh and all, but that's no excuse to saunter into the shop smelling like the freshest bouts of explosive diarrhea.

[Cards of Fate]

Fuck morning shifts, and fuck the person who put me in the lane that has the store managers personal security camera trained on it. I do not perform well under pressure.

[Sage]

Heavy dose of FNG's at work today ... And as a problem solver who needs to fix the mess they make, throwing myself to the mercy of the robots was starting to seem like a good choice.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Heavy dose of FNG's at work today ... And as a problem solver who needs to fix the mess they make, throwing myself to the mercy of the robots was starting to seem like a good choice.

You are Winston Wolfe!

[Mari]

Having a headache the last two days and in sick of it, I'm sick of being sick and would it fucking kill me to have just one month where something doesn't go wrong

[Mari]

More gripe for Amari;

I've had a really shitty few weeks and I'm trying to get a handle on things again but lately what's really been grinding my gears is people not fucking responding to me

Like all. I want is a simple answer, or even a 'illcget back to you ' it makes me feel like shit when people dont respond and I know they've seen my messages - I'm trying to organise a entire area at a massive event the least someone could do is reply to a few questions or attend the damn meetings

[Storm Veritas]

My plan is to throw them into an industrial grinder and then a massive vat. As the vat cooks the ground stupid, the fat and oils will rise to the surface. That will then be skimmed and refined into a hydrocarbon fuel while the remaining slag is used for swine food or fertilizer for crops.

I've put far more thought into this than any sane man should.

Soylent Green is people!!!

Snow can suck my fucking nuts. We just got hit with 18 inches of heavy, wet snow that froze into ice overnight. Was out with my steel-toed boots this morning, literally kicking loose giant blocks of snow that I had to carry over to the snowbanks like goddamned Kristoff.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Soylent Green is people!!!

Snow can suck my fucking nuts. We just got hit with 18 inches of heavy, wet snow that froze into ice overnight. Was out with my steel-toed boots this morning, literally kicking loose giant blocks of snow that I had to carry over to the snowbanks like goddamned Kristoff.

You literally live in Winterfell. I am convinced.

[Lye]

I am currently wishing stage four testicular cancer on a co-worker of mine.

[Storm Veritas]

I woke up Saturday to an April 1st snowstorm (I mean what the actual fuck!?), and a brutal cold that was made much worse by shoveling heavy, wet slop all over creation. Since then, I've recovered physically, except my voice sounds like I've been gargling gravel and I cough about once every thirty minutes with the ferocity of a fifty-year smoker.

Good times. As they say, it's fun like ball cancer.

[FennWenn]

Me: Yeeee! I got my homework done and everything, so it's time to do some WRITING!

Computer: Heeey, you know that "free" version of PowerPoint 2010 you installed for that project tomorrow?

Me: What about it?

Computer: IT WAS MALWARE

Me: FUCK

And that was how my day went. I fixed it. Mostlyish kinda enough. I WILL GET POSTING DONE ANYWAY WHO NEEDS SLEEP

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

People who don't indicate / signal have a special place reserved for them in hell. Personally I think they should be pulled over each time they fail to do this and get hooded, gagged, maced and tasered. After that, they should be thrown in the back of a police van and taken to an airport before boarding a United Airlines flight to Pyongyang (to ensure the appropriate amount of roughing up). There, in the presence of the supreme leader Kim Jong-Un, they would be sent to a work camp for the rest of their days.

If you are one of those people who don't signal and you are in front of me, expect no mercy.

Actually, lump in over demanding clients with them as well, but send them to accountancy practices instead so they can bear witness to the daily struggle they inflict on us.

[Lye]

Behold! The fuckery of American health care!
I went to Urgent Care with chest pains and fading consciousness in September 2016. They did an EKG but wanted me to be seen by a hospital just in case. The hospital only did an EKG, fluids, and an X-ray. All of which could have been done in urgent care. The ambulance ride was no longer than 5-10 minutes. Nothing was administered. And look, they charge $90 to Lysol where my ass was in case I was infectious.

Oh, and that's $19.20 per mile by the way.

4007

Should have rented a fucking limo.

[Storm Veritas]

Behold! The fuckery of American health care!
I went to Urgent Care with chest pains and fading consciousness in September 2016. They did an EKG but wanted me to be seen by a hospital just in case. The hospital only did an EKG, fluids, and an X-ray. All of which could have been done in urgent care. The ambulance ride was no longer than 5-10 minutes. Nothing was administered. And look, they charge $90 to Lysol where my ass was in case I was infectious.

Oh, and that's $19.20 per mile by the way.

4007

Should have rented a fucking limo.

For that type of money they should have thrown in a bottle of champagne and a blowie.

[FennWenn]

So tired. Sorry if I'm a bit distant right now, I've just been drained lately, and I need a bit of room to vent.

Writing about something helps me work through it. I had a bit of a hard realization today, and it's both really simple and pretty complicated. I think that my mom doesn't see any difference between me making a mistake and me being disobedient, and I'm becoming aware that maybe this is not okay.

I know she loves me, but at the same time, it often feels like it isn't the right kind of love? Not an unconditional mother-daughter thing, but the sort of love you might have for a trophy, or maybe a cute little doll. I'm the badge she gets to pin to her chest and say "see, I'm a good parent, my child has the best grades and she never disobeys me and I have all these perfect, pretty pictures to prove it". I've kind of come to hate it when she whips out her camera. The pictures are technically beautiful, but they feel fake to me. Plastic. Probably because I remember the countless times she's yelled at us for not posing the right way or for not smiling like she wants us to. And the cold shoulders when we come home after a failed attempt at a photoshoot. When we were taking senior pictures, there was a day where I wore the wrong shoes, and she drove us back home in angry silence. And when we were looking for a Switch and I was allowed to buy an Amiibo, she got mad at me for running ahead in my excitement and ruining her chance at snapping a discreet picture of me picking it up. I didn't even know she wanted a picture.

It happens too much. Death of a thousand cuts and all that.

I want to say that her little bouts of anger don't scare me anymore, but they do. Most of the time, she's lovely. Yet, it's hard not to be little nervous around someone when you don't really know what will and won't cause them to sneer that they're sick of you and everyone else in the family forgetting things or doing them the wrong way when we "clearly should know how to do it" despite not being entirely sure about what it is that she wants us to do.

Basically, you know, being human.

Today, me and my sisters didn't know that mom wanted our chores and such done early so we could get some preparations done for tomorrow (mother's day, grandma's visiting). That caused some drama. Hoping that she more or less forgets it by tomorrow. I used to dismiss these things because I didn't really think I could be abused. Comfortable middle class, good grades, no-one hits me, family didn't kick me out for being gay, etc. But I'm learning better, and I reallyreallyreally want to go to college in the fall, if only because I won't have to worry about pleasing her so much when she's miles away.

Ugh. I'm going to sleep all this off. I hope the rest of you are having a nice day/night, at least.

[Rayleigh]

Oh Fenn. This is heartbreaking to read. As a teacher, I absolutely see this as a form of abuse. I have seen how this can affect young people, so never doubt your own feelings regarding it. I only wish I had words of wisdom for you. I know this is drastic, but have you considered to what extent you'll be able to distance yourself come college? It is more difficult when your mom has a hand in paying for your classes. But if you were to get a job, apply for scholarships, do what you can to be financially independent, that would be easier. And believe me, when you're in college, surrounded by new friends you make, it will be easier.

<3

[Eteri]

FEnn Rayleigh is right, that is absolutely abuse, and I feel a form of emotional manipulation. Your mum may not realise she is doing it, which makes things compicated, especialyl if you are like me and avoid confrontation; but if she is aware of what she is doing; that is not on and I'd agree, I'd attempt to distance myself just a little bit come college.

IF you can somehow, someway get into a travel abroad program and come here, I'd totally board you for free, and on days I am nto working help you get to and from college and and all the things.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Oh Fenn. This is heartbreaking to read. As a teacher, I absolutely see this as a form of abuse. I have seen how this can affect young people, so never doubt your own feelings regarding it. I only wish I had words of wisdom for you. I know this is drastic, but have you considered to what extent you'll be able to distance yourself come college? It is more difficult when your mom has a hand in paying for your classes. But if you were to get a job, apply for scholarships, do what you can to be financially independent, that would be easier. And believe me, when you're in college, surrounded by new friends you make, it will be easier.

<3

This, 100%.

I'm not saying leave home, but I know my fractious relationship with my dad and stepmum improved three million percent after I got my own space and independance.

[Breaker]

*patpats the Wenn*

I'm really sorry to hear that Fenn - hope you wake up today feeling somewhat better. To be honest this reminds me a bit of the relationship I had with my mom at your age. I used to feel the exact same way about pictures, and like I wasn't a person so much as a pawn. There was one occasion where she made me drive four hours (despite the fact I hadn't slept in the past 48) to her sister's second wedding, all because she wanted to ride in her then-boyfriend's car.

I think a lot of people grow up feeling like their parents are in some way perfect; they're our main models for what an adult should be, after all. Like you, I grew up in a middle class family, and felt like I "couldn't be abused" even though my parents did hit me. I never suffered any prolonged beatings or serious injuries as a result, so I chalked that up as "normal" and figured it was just part of being a kid.

You're coming into the age now where you'll start to notice your parents' mistakes more and more. You'll question behaviors that previously seemed normal and appropriate, you may challenge things that you've always accepted in the past, and you'll almost certainly feel some anger for the emotional abuse you've suffered. These feelings are normal and natural, and you should give them all the time and respect they require, but no more than that. Try to let them go once you've identified and made peace with them. If you hold onto them, you may never get the closure you want, because parents can be pretty horrible at admitting their faults.

Just like your mom can't tell the difference between you making a mistake and you being disobedient, it's entirely possible that you can't tell the difference between her making a mistake and being intentionally cold/cruel. It sounds like she's stuck in some (admittedly questionable) parenting habits that may have been effective when you were younger, but will need to be adjusted now that you're growing up, if she wants to have a good adult relationship with you. And I'm sure she does, even if it doesn't feel like it.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is, this stage in your life is probably going to continue to present conflict, but it won't last forever. At some point (I hope) your mom will realize that there's nothing to be gained through trying to control every little aspect of your life. At some point, she'll accept you for the beautiful and talented young adult you are. At some point, she'll be happy just to get a call from you, or a short visit, or a picture. And when you get to that point, it's a lot better to be open and accepting than it is to be bitter or angry. [/waxing philosophical]

I really hope everything works out for you to go off to college, and that that space and freedom brings you all the happiness you deserve. For now, I hope you have an enjoyable day with your family. We the people of Althanas are here for you.

[FennWenn]

Aww, thanks guys. Doing a bit better today; having guests over tends to make Mom more composed.

I don't think she knows what she's doing, or means to hurt me. But yeah, I think some space at least for a bit would be a good idea, since I don't think trying to talk to her about it would go over well. Completely cutting myself off won't work for a good long while, since I'm still financially dependent at the moment. I guess all there is to do at the moment is wait it all out until I get to that point. Still kind of tired.

If I do find any Australian travel programs, I'll take you up on that Mari. <3

[Cards of Fate]

The assured solition is to come to college in Texas. Texas is one of the best states in terms of growing economies and excellent schools for a myriad of degrees.

You get hella distance, a lower cost of living than most northern states, good food AND Red and I are both in this general area.

Just sayin.

[Rayleigh]

Don't listen to Fred. Michigan is lovely, and I have a guest room with your name all over it.

[Venex Apara]

You guys keep misspelling Wisconsin.

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

you guys keep misspelling upstate new york.

ftfy

[FennWenn]

Aww, you guys are the best. Don't think I'd be allowed out of state for college, heh. I am going to need to take a road trip to visit erryone someday, ;P

*Hugs!*

[Venex Apara]

That's going to be a long ass road trip.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

You guys keep misspelling Manchester, England.

This.

[redford]

So there's this girl, right? She's pretty cool, really smart, and generally awesome. I have tried bringing her around the group of friends I hang out with, which has gone well when guys are around, but every conversation if there's a girl involved wraps around to us liking each other. It's annoying frankly, even if it is the truth. We both have feelings for each other, but we're keeping things platonic until we both have the time to actually do a relationship. and even when we both are like "no we are friends right now" it's always this or that you should date or y'all aren't really platonic. A couple of the girls know her and me from an old class we took as undergrads, and went on and on in front of both of us about how I had feelings for her then, too, since we hung out a lot then, neglecting that the reason was she was in engineering and also choir too, so seeing her in a creative writing class was unexpected, and we found common ground. I dunno guys, maybe I'm getting all out of my box about this, but it's been grinding on my nerves so much that I don't bring her around a few of my girl friends any more simply due to the fact that it's ALWAYS about the two of us, as if there's some secret relationship going on that we don't want anyone to find out about. I don't mean to be down on women or anything, but it's happened with women exclusively, that's why I say it. Long story short, I'm pissed off. You don't get to tell me how I feel, and you certainly don't get to question these decisions. I mean if there was a right or wrong sure, but this is entirely subjective, and I won't stand for it any more. I love these girls, but they've generally been disrespectful to us both in this regard.

[Josette]

Have you had a frank conversation with these girls about what they're doing and saying? And I don't mean the "hey, cut it out" in the heat of the moment, as if you were just frazzled by the whole thing. I mean one on one, straight-forward, "I don't like it when you do this." Explain that you feel disrespected. I am sure it isn't their intention. There's a possibility that they might be sweet on you themselves. Or, just being assholes and teasing you about her (which is probably the category I fall into, which I apologize for). But being very blatant with your feelings is the best way.

[jdd2035]

So, my girlfriend for her mothers day present requested that I take her and her children primitive camping (think something between camping at a maintained camp site at a state park or something and back country camping.) I agreed as I like fishing and hunting which involve camping and besides it's a great way to spend times with the kids. So I get the four back backs ready, get a thing of dogs and marsh mellows and fueled up my dads diesel and away we went. We arrived at the trail head and I went down about a quarter of a mile where I planed to camp to see if it was occupied. I found out it was not occupied and started trudging back up to get the girls and I saw the oldest coming down to see where I was at and I hollered at her to let her momma and her sister know to get their back packs ready to hike down to the camp. She went back to the truck and that's the last that I saw of her for 5 1/2 hours.

The oldest went to the truck and got her back pack and started down the canyon side towards where we planned to camp. Her momma told her to stay by the truck and she ignored her momma and went down the hill, and that was the last her momma saw her for 5 and 1/4 hours. We wound up having to call the cops and the cops took 2 hours to get there (it's a 44 minute drive to where we were) for the cops to show up and I wound up having to stop searching to go out and lead the cops back to where we were parked.

During all this time my girlfriend had to call her ex-husband and let him know what was going on. Think of the laziest, mooching loser you can possible think of and that's her ex-husband. He's 35 years old and still lives with his mom, does not work, isn't hurt but has disability benefits, an absolute loser!


By miracle the oldest child was found nearly 2 miles from camp cold but alive. After I helped search for her for 5 1/2 hours going up and down steep assed canyons caller her name at the top of my lungs till the bottom of my lungs were scratchy and I was coughing up blood I go to where the cops were waiting on the group with the oldest and the first person to hug her was the feaking loser! and he made this whole fake show "OOOOHHH MY PRINCESSS! OHH I WAS SOOO SCARED!" He went one to tell any one who didn't car about having asthma, high blood pressure, a trick knee (he even had a cane that he only uses in public) and how he had a panic attack the cops even rolled their eyes.

All the above only annoyed me. What really hacked me off was when LOSER told the oldest that she was a good girl for not listening to me or her mother (which caused the entire situation in the first place.)

[Eteri]

How is that omg what

[Lye]

Sounds like you need to conveniently shove that "trick knee" into one of those said steep canyons.

Or just straight mafia and lead pipe them into Jiff's Chunky.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

I hope there is an SAS unit armed to the teeth somewhere silently black bagging ISIS members and erasing them from existence.

I'm not one for getting over emotional but to bomb kids as young as 8 years old at a gig?

There are no words. Right on my cunting doorstep too.

There are just no fucking words.

[Philomel]

Gordon was back from work as a half day today and we spent some time looking at some (there are a lot) of the videos associated with the bombing. It is incredible what happened, with hostels offering free rooms for the night, taxis offering free rides etc. All thoughts with you and everyone in Manchester. We found out our other friends there (the ones you have met a couple of times) are safe. So sorry to hear about it all, thoughts with you and all your friends and family xx

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

For some reason, the full-timers here are the only ones who know how to flush the toilet after they're done.

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Me vs Client.

Client: "Chris, how are we getting on with working out our VAT reclaim on our startup costs?"

Me: "As I said to you in our last meeting, i'm afraid we can't give you the VAT position until we are satisfied we have all your supplier statements and invoices. Did you get them for me? I emailed you last week."

Client: "Oh, I still need to do that. Can you give me a figure soon?"

Me: "No, because as I said, I need to make sure we have accounted for all of your transactions to your year end date first. That's why I need the statements."

Client: "Oh, ok. Well can you just give me the figures for the reclaim position and we will sort the rest out later?"

Me: "I can give you estimates but they won't be reliable."

Client: "Why not?"

Me: "......because I need the statements to verify we have claimed VAT on all of the invoices and that your year end balances are right."

Client: "Oh. Why didn't you say so?"

Me: *puts on Balaclava and fits 9mm with silencer*

[Dissinger]

Oh Shit! He's going 00 agent on him...I call Trevelyn!

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

That was a small extract of a twenty minute conversation.

I was sick a little bit in my mouth

[Skie and Avery]

That sounds like some of my clients. My favorite one recently:

A girl comes up with a Chinese Crested (http://cdn.skim.gs/images/c30a1515e6b391e61def/meet-the-chinese-crested-breed-chinese-crested-19) and wants me to trim the nails. I look up the account, and the rabies information expired three years ago. I ask if she has the current rabies paperwork, she says no. I ask who her vet is and after she gives some vague answers she finally tells me where the last rabies vaccine was given. I call the vet to get the updated expiration date and they tell me it was never updated, and expired three years ago. I explain to her that unfortunately, without a current rabies I can't perform services for the dog. She gets belligerent and tells me she knows for a fact that I can muzzle the dog and do the nail trim without proof of rabies, which is sort of true. Our company policy states that if for some reason our computer is down or the vet is closed and we can't verify, we can take a customer's word that their dog is up to date on rabies and muzzle the pet for a walk in service, but not for anything that would take more than 15 minutes. Since I know she's not up to date, it doesn't count, because after all the dog could very well bite me trying to put on the muzzle. While I'm trying to explain why I can't and start to offer to show her where to clip so she can take care of the dog's nails herself, she starts screaming at me and says, "I can't believe you're afraid of a freaking hairless chihuahua!"

Oh... chihuahua you say?

When I confirm with her that she believes her dog is a chihuahua, I pull out our list of breeds that we're not allowed to muzzle or use specific driers on because they're known to be brachycephalic or have collapsing tracheas. Chihuahuas are on that list. I'm one of those people who can't keep their emotions off their faces so I'm pretty sure she saw both the "FUCK YOU" and then ridiculous levels of satisfaction when I got to turn her away.

[Arthropleura]

How nice of a woman to bring a territorial dog to Walmart. Letting it out of the car. And saying it is just playing. Oh and leaves right as soon as they get it back into the car. Luckily it didn't actually bite me... Oh wait it did!

[Shinsou Vaan Osiris]

Five-a-side football is a popular sports hall activity here in England in which five players on each side attempt to kick a ball into the opponents net to score a goal.

I missed the amendment to the rules where the objective of the game was to let a 280lbs man go through the back of you at full pelt in a vague attempt to win the ball, smashing your knee up in the process.

I must have also missed the bit where the rules of physics changed. My team mates were obsessed with testing these new rules by making 30 yard runs only to shoot from the halfway line directly into the defender in front of them.They were astonished when the ball, instead of curving around or blasting through the player, simply ricocheted off of the man in front and allowed the other team to score on the counter whilst I had exterted my fullest energy to create space for a pass and attack.

Still, what do I know. This is nu-football.

[FennWenn]

The new internet is fucking up. Keeps going out randomly, did so for a very long time today. Won't get fixed for a few days. On top of that, dad found out that my computer had a virus on it, and I'm not allowed to use it until (if) that gets fixed. So, no digital art for however long that is. At least I have all my drawings saved on my flashdrive, so those aren't necessarily lost... There's not much to drain the energy out of your day like your father scolding you for not having a consultative in-depth conversation with him each time you've ever considered downloading something ever. Because you know, I'm not trying to learn how to figure out this stuff for myself or anything, because I'll obviously have him there all the time when I go off to college, right?

I actually managed to fix the last problem I got on my compter myself, and I kind of learned my lesson about downloading malware after the PowerPoint incident, fuck it.

No worries though, I'll be fine after I write a brutal death scene and forget why I was angry in the first place. It'll look silly in a couple of days. Not sure it's all that fair to be mad about it when he's just worried this virus might spread to our other computers on the network, but... yeah, feelings are dumb and shit.

[Breaker]

People who can't be straightforward suck. Honestly, whose best interests does it serve to passively insinuate something that just needs to be said? Me I think it's just cowardice, and a lack of willingness to take responsibility for one's own words and opinions.

What's worse, though, is someone who self-identifies as being straightforward and upfront about everything. Someone who insists they always wear their heart on their sleeve and will always tell you how they're feeling, but then clams up the first time they might need to say something difficult. How the fuck do you deal with a person like that? Someone who's so wrapped up in their own "openness" that they can't admit they've closed themself off.

Let's all take our hats off to dishonesty, ruining relationships since apples grew on trees.