vent

And M&S put up the price of my favourite salad to £2.60 which means that I can't get a salad and a coffee without breaking another note... grrrrrrrr...

(OK, I don't have much to vent about, but that made me feel better.)

We had this contract that fell through. It was our listing. We had a termite inspection done and they found, voila, termites. We put off the treatment when it didn't go to settlement.

We got it under contract again so I ordered the termite treatment. But I forgot that it also had sill plate damage that needs to be repaired before closing wednesday! ARUGHHH!!!

Somehow I have convinced the Buyers Agent to tell her because I'm chicken. He's on the phone with her now.

Me making a mistake SHOCKAH!

grrr grrr grrrr

a recent development @ home = pre-recorded junk calls, btw, like yr in the middle of GETTING IT ON, and the phone rings, so like ms par|s h|lton, you pick it up, and there's this recorded voice saying "C0NGRATULATIONS, YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED FROM MILLIONs of..." and you hang up, and the futility of miserable human existence means you are not "in the mood" anymore.

[Overture from Don Giovanni, but not all of it, 32 bars or so on loop]

I had a most pleasant phone call with a chap at Ll0yd5 T5B last night. He offered me the choice of listening to him while my card was activated, or Shania Twain. I picked him. Still didn't buy any fuckin insurance, obviously, but he was very nice.

They were also on strike when I paid the LAST batch of tax months ago, INTERESTING...

It's not really the South--it's everywhere. People may just be less shy about expressing it in the South. Yay America!

(I can't be googled for this can I, as I haven't started this thread. Is that right?)

Security guard at University of Limerick who told my ten-year-old sister "get in the van, you're tresspassing": you deserve to be killed.

You are a piece of shit human being a piece of SHIT. You lie, cheat steal there are no words to describe you except that in my soul your memory REEKS LIKE SHIT

Basically I am fucking tired of picking up the slack for my managers and running myself into the ground. They've gotten so used to me doing an immaculate job that I just get more and more responsibility, which is fine but PAY ME FOR IT.

Supposedly I've been booked to work there Monday-Wednesday and Saturday-Sunday this week. The 2-10pm shift, but okay, I agreed to it. Then Monday morning I get a call from my agency, the job hasn't come in yet, so they don't need me today. Okay.

Then Tuesday morning: the agency calls me again. The job still hasn't come in, they still don't need me today. I'm beginning to get a little anxious, as it's been 3 weeks since I had any paid employment, but I know better than to shoot the messenger. I've told my agency before that when CSC flakes on me like this I ought to get a kill fee, but fat chance getting that in the present market.

Then Wednesday afternoon I fight my way through a premature rush hour of people heading out for their Thanksgiving weekend, and arrive at CSC, ready to begin my work week. I drop by the lead editor's office. "Oh, didn't you get the message?" They had phoned my agency and left a message on the answering machine that I wouldn't be needed today, either. It had not occurred to the lead editor, after leaving said message, to try to page someone and make sure that a human received the message, or to call me at home (which she has done in the past).

Wouldn't you just love to work here?

Gah

SOrry, couldn't resist! ;)

2/ I am fixing a mountain bike, of fancy "y-frame" design. The front gear changer does not work properly. In order for tit to work properly, it needs to be mounted low on the frame. The design of the frame is such that this is impossible. this is not a very expensive bike, but neither is it a cheapie. The people who made this machine have knowingly sold a faulty design. To make it work, I have to grind part of the front changer off with my grinding wheel.

I am fucking totally fed up w/issues like this. Fucking cheapskates who want top-quality stuff, but who will not pay for it. GOOD STUFF COSTS MORE THAN SHIT STUFF FOR A REASON, IDIOT. DO YOU WANT TO SPEND THE ENTIRETY OF YUOR LIFE SURROUNDED BY CHEAP SHIT??? Stuff coming in for repairs that is basically junk or WRONG for its intended purpose, or badly designed or whatever. A lot of this stuff, I couldn't in all concience sell. Like I have this kids bike in, it belongs to a five or six year old. It is a full suspension mountain bike, with 12 gears. For a fucking six year old. It weighs so much, he can't lift it!!

On top of this, telemarketing calls are getting out of fucking hand, like I'm working, trying to earn a fucking living, and the phone goes, and instead of it being someone wanting their dyson fixed, or wanting to know our opening hours or wtfe, it's some fucker offering to "save me money on my bt bills" I'M NOT WITH BT, MORAN and when I say I don't do business with companies who cold call, they're all "can I ask you why not" NO YOU FUCKING CAN'T ISN'T IT ENOUGH THAT YOU ARE FUCKING STOPPING ME FROM EARNING A LIVING FUCK OFF AND EAT SHIT AND DIE YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS PARASITE;,CJGHLKJZDBNVFLWKBLK,1@1@1@1@111@!@!'1!!@1!'1ONE!!M 1!1!1@@@!@!!@@#~#~~#~~~

Also: people are rubbish, especially suits who think confidence entitles them to free stuff. Jaysis.

1) we returned some books and were told that we had one still at home and overdue. We pointed out that in fact we had returned it ages ago. They denied this. We went to the relevant shelf, found the book, and showed it to them. They still wouldn't remove the fine from our account, saying 'well you could have got that out of your bag and put it on the shelf just now'. WHAT? WHY? We later heard them bitching about customers 'trying it' ha.

2) ok this is not that bad. He was maybe new. I was getting out about 5 books and had 5 or so at home. Lib. asst told me that I was only allowed 8 books out on my ticket. 'No, it's 20 I think, and 8 on each visit, isn't it?' 'No, it's 8 altogether'. 'Erm, ok... has that changed, because...?' 'No, it's just 8'. At this point another asst stepped in, luckily.

3) we looked for a book which we'd borrowed before and it wasn't on the shelf or checked out. Lib staff said they would look for it and order a new copy if it turned out to be missing. We then received a card in the post telling us to collect the book we'd 'ordered' and marked 'special loan charge £1.15'. M went in to explain that he hadn't ordered anything, just mentioned that it was missing - they agreed EVENTUALLY and with very bad grace to let him take the book (which they'd borrowed from Finsbury Park or somewhere) without charge. Then yesterday someone phoned us to say sorry, they couldn't order themselves a new copy of said book because it was out of print (which it isn't).

a: do you sell lampshades
b: no, sorry, I don't
a:(describes in great & lengthy detail under what circumstances he broke his old lampshade, and what shape, size and colour it was)
b: (...)

Have you had the ad scam people again recently?

(p.s. thanx for all your help, which proved invaluable in encouraging me to spend £775 on bikex0rs and periphera)

in a nutshell: "you are putting out a mag that we don't think much of: this is going to switch to a interweb operation which
i. does ALL the things the mag does only better
ii. does NONE of the things that is bad abt the mag
iii. does all the grebt stuff the interweb is grebt for which we have sott of vaguely heard about but aren't going to say out loud what they are exactly
iv. this all to begin in two months time, so You have 10 days to come up w.a detailed plan to MAKE ALL THIS HAPPEN EXACTYLY AS WE WD LIKE which
v. we are also not going to say out loud
vi. it is vital that no one hear of this project so no research allowed
vii. we are not tellin you if there is any new money available for this project
vii. we are aware that just merely shuttin the magazine will in the short and medium term cost more money than it saves

!! Ice cream for breakfast. Yay!

2/the amount of labour time=cost involved in setting up your gears and brakes is the same, regardless of the cost of the bike. It doesn't matter if the bike cost 1000 pounds from some specialist shop, or in yr case, natch, a sixty-quid piece of shit from toys r us. setting up the brakes and gears takes this amount of time, and thus costs this amount of money. WHY THE FUCK CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS???/

grr get the fuck out of my shop, cheapskates!

I would like to vent about FUCKING STUDENTS who steal DVDS from behind the fucking library counter, ensuring that several whole Spanish classes cannot see said film and hence not write their dissertations, and that I will take the rap from a) the tutor to whom the DVD belongs and b) my boss who believes I am not so much a busy library/admin assistant as a handy security guard. SELFISH CUNT STUDENT I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND HIT YOU WITH HEAVY BOOKS.

If it turns out that a student/member of staff has just 'moved' the DVD, or 'borrowed' it, or otherwise fucked with my SYSTEM, then I will hunt them down too for being an IDIOT. But at least my boss won't kill me.

Last night, my wife looked at my face and asked me what was wrong. That's when I realized that I've still got a small problem getting upset with the dumbest things sometimes.

Last I heard, she had to go home and 'clean up'.

I'm drawing my own conclusions.

on morning of april 6th i call local electoral board and say i require a postal vote, as i will be away from April 28th to May 6th

am told i am already too late to be included on the 'first' list that they are just about finished compiling to send to the electoral returning officer, and on the basis of which 1st batch of postal ballot papers are sent out approx 21st april - a second batch of ballots, based on the '2nd list' are sent out approx 26th april but they can't guarantee it would get delivered before i leave on thu 28th

am told there is no mechanism for going along to any of the offices to collect the postal ballot in person on 26th or 27th

Yeah, this is the flipside of the "Read The Fuck-Off Vibes!" thread. I've been in situations where I've not picked up on someone's state of mind (mind you, I'm generally pretty good at sussing people out) and there's been hell to pay after the fact. I would much rather hear "You're pissing me off because of ______" than to find out through a third party after the fact.

My own fault, I didn't save it, locked my pc as I do EVERY NIGHT leaving it safe in the knowledge that the worst that could happen is a power cut, never switch off the pc 'cause this Outlook crashes the whole thing repeatedly when it's shut down and opened up, came in at 6.45 this morning while the LARKS were still rubbing sleep out their eyes and what's this?

The girl who shares the desk on her hands and knees UNPLUGGING THINGS - namely MY PC to try to plug her own in 'cause her own FREAKING SOCKET HAS BLOWN NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO too late, the whole thing is gone, my outlook is currently frozen and it's going to start giving THIS PROGRAMME IS NOT RESPONDING TO YOUR PLEAS MOTHER FUCKER
and that's the phone calls started already and here come my boss all dressed in toss - Where's that document you spent all day working on? Eh? WHY DIDN'T I JUST HIT SAVE?

Why was I sooooooooo confident that nobody would UNPLUG MY PC between the hours of 18:30 and 06:45???

I don't need this!!!!

What a fool.

But I still blame her - it's cathartic ;~)

pretty ridiculous though

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