start a victory garden and ration your IRRATIONALLY ANGRY feelings, part 3

I travel by bus to and from work so, as you could imagine, I experience a lot of irrationally angry feelings. One old favourite, that never goes out of fashion, is people sitting on an aisle seat and leaving a window seat empty, apparently in an attempt to avoid the flesh-creeping horror of having to sit alongside a fellow human being. To be fair, I do this myself when I'm coming up to my stop, so, before I get too irrationally angry, I give people the benefit of the doubt - thereafter, disgusting savages. Putting bags on the seat beside you is less heinous because it's understandable to some extent - though I wouldn't do it myself unless I absolutely had to. Let's not get started on bus drivers though.

I've noticed another version of this phenomena more than a few times on my local buses. Even when there are banks of empty seats, there is this old perv type with halitosis + greasy dyed black hair who always makes a beeline for the seat with the attractive 20 something young lady or sometimes even teenage looking girls. And then proceeds to spread himself as uncomfortably close to them as possible. I have been watching this bus-perv for ages now, and could write a dossier on the slimey fucker!

Oh yes, I've seen that happen too, the flipside of the coin, as it were.

When I quit my last job, my boss assured me he would give me a good reference. Now when I need that reference the most to move forward with a time sensitive job opportunity, he won't take call but only an e-mail from the employer. Apparently he's too busy thumbing his ass.

Anyways if this job fails because of him, I'm not sure I'll be able to contain my rage towards him

my coworker has some kinda congenital sinus something that makes him clear his throat 9000 times a day

my coworker is doing this too, except in less of a serious sinus condition way than a slightly tickly throat which is audibly not being improved by making little hhh-hmmm noises every 3 seconds

tip: you aren't trying to talk, you're not making it better, you're probably actually just making it worse, and also I am about to set you on fire, so please stop

(disclaimer: in my experience when I get stuck in a loop of tiny throat-clearings I am just making it worse and if I just ignore the urge for a minute the bothersome feeling mostly subsides, so it's better if I only clear it if I actually need to say something, but other throats may vary and I am not a doctor, just a very irritable jerk on the internet)

Okay, I don't know how it took me so long to bring this up as it's a thing that makes me constantly IA, but...people who don't understand the concept of a queue. Like, just...what the fuck. Jesus Christ, it's one person after another, not that difficult a concept to grasp. Oh, oh, now you people who initiated this loose cluster of meandering dipshittery are confused about who's next? Oh? WELL, MAYBE YOU SHOULD'VE FORMED A SINGLE-FILE LINE. A SKILL EASILY GRASPED BY MOST FOUR-YEAR-OLDS WHO AREN'T SUFFERING FROM SOME DEGENERATIVE NEUROLOGICAL CONDITION.

^ A Fucking English

I'm so sick of not having the proper permissions to do anything at work, and only finding out about it when a manager tells me to do something and the pages I'm supposed to access are unviewable by me, and then it takes two days and countless screenshots to convince people that I'm not just dumb and bad at searching for things.

^this. one time my laptop got ravaged by a virus and on further research, it was due to a Java exploit that had been patched on a more recent version that for some reason wasn't automatically pushed out to the entire company, and when I tried to install said patch, it said I needed "Admin permission".

that must be why they didn't give me shit for returning the laptop though.

i went to book a half-day holiday only to find the holiday booking system needed another account and password, not one i could set up myself. and the administrator was off (and the two others had recently left the company). i emailed but two weeks later i still don't have an account. (took it has flexi-time in the end)

doesn't really make me angry as much as mildly annoyed or confused, but there are a few fast food places here that when you eat in, they for whatever reason ask you what flavor drink you want even though the beverages are self-serve and they aren't going to pour them for you.

I'm guessing it's probably "employee typically works drive-thru and is asking out of habit" but this one McDonald's does it every time and I curiously wonder if I tell you Diet Coke and I pour myself a Sprite are you going to come out and bash me over the head with a sledgehammer?

its because if you work in the restaurant industry bosses usually hammer it into your head to sell customers on stuff. saying "do you want a coke?" is more appealing than "do you want a soft drink?"

I am pretty sure you are meant to be confused by the question. If they simply and directly ask, "do you want x?", then you can simply and directly reply, "no, thanks". But if you are momentarily confused, you may mistakenly end up ordering a drink you didn't intend or want.

but these are situations where we've already established I'm getting one. i.e., where I order a combo that comes with one. so then I get confused as to why I have to establish which soft drink I want since I'm going to be the one pouring it anyway.

for a situation where I haven't ordered a drink yet, then that makes sense as an upsell

it's a totally legit move but I get small criminal frisson out of free cup and pushing the little "soda" tap under the Sprite or 7Up dispenser

totally saw an employee crumple dude's water cup once for doing that lol

yeah see that's exciting!

Like a lot of retail/service industry gripes it is almost certainly not the individual employee's fault; they're following a stupid rule made by the stupids who rule over them.

Very likely they don't have an option for "generic fountain drink," so they need you to specify. If they had a "generic fountain drink" option it would confuse things in a drive-thru where that would be a problem.

N.B.: in some places you have to specify "eat in" vs. "take out" for similar reasons. Even if you're just getting a coffee, they need to say one way or the other.

(Generally IME I think they just hit Coke if you say "and a soda." But different McDs may handle it differently.)

In the UK the tax is different for eat-in Vs take-away for certain items (but not others).

We got scolded in a FB group because there was a post they wanted to stay at the top and people kept responding to others or posting other things...so they kept manually passive-aggressively posting "bump" to return it to the top..

Even after I told them to pin the post (which they did and wow, problem solved), they still kept whining about it an hour later as if they immediately forgot about it.

And the kicker is a lot of the posts were custom memes which they acted like "had no place"... two days after our director verbally encouraged us to create them.

Having worked in Customer Service jobs in the past, I know terrible and anger-making they can be, but it was not until I came to Philadelphia that I encountered employees preemptively at war with every customer. Like, if you walk up to a counter to order food or buy something the clerks will act like bartenders and ignore you while they continue their conversation, or will roll their eyes and ring you up without speaking or making eye contact, or will become distracted in the middle of a transaction and wander off. Once I was paying for something at a CVS--the clerk scanned it and then just started texting while I used my card. I saw the receipt print out but he made no move to give it to me or offer a bag. I stood there for an uncomfortably long time and then decided to leave. As I was heading out the door the clerk yells angrily at me, "Hey! Where you going? You need to sign this."

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Ha ha I'm only talking about chain stores here. I've been in bodegas where the cashier will come around the counter and beat the shit out of customers.

Disembarking Motherfuckers staring at their phones and forming a wall of flesh between me and the subway car so now I have to wait five goddamned minutes for the next one

Had to lean on my horn at someone doing that a green light this weekend.

Dude even had Army plates.

I have a favorite major league baseball team. And I am a baseball fan. But I am not a "fan" of Major League Baseball. And so help me Christ if I have to see my team suffer even one single more sartorial indignity at the orders of MLB I am going to drive to New York to pants, pie, and/or punch Rob Manfred in his greedy face. Pink stirrups for breast cancer, one game only? Erm, okay, if we have to. For the entire mother's day weekend? And now light blue for Father's day—the WHOLE WEEKEND? Red white and blue SOCKS like what seems every other summer Sunday? Camouflage?!? FUCKING CAMOUFLAGE?!

America you make me barf.

In general, I find the volume at which most people hold conversations is very much on the side of unacceptable.

No one fucking cares about your goddamned life that much. I literally have headphones on, volume maxed, and I am still having a hard time hearing the narrator of the documentary I'm trying to watch thanks to these loud ass fucking inconsiderate wretches.

Realising that I can't get to the book i want to look up MDMA in because the shelf above it has collapsed and the weight might bring down the bookcase which is in an awkward place to get to.
i have a few of this style of bookcase where the sides have bulged out far enough that the shelves have fallen off the little plastic brackets they sit on/ So the shelves are sitting on the top of the contents of teh shelf below.

I need to get it together to get screws into the side of each shelf and hope that will not split them or the sides of the unit.

Maybe need to develop the skills to create units like that from scratch since the walls i have here seem to be plaster so wouldn't support the weight of shelving. Just thought flatpack versions would do the work and can't get it together to customise them.

Austin - dead on

this sort of tryhard twitter posturing:

http://i.imgur.com/3rJzNFB.png

and the idea that the key criterion for judging a tv show/movie/comic etc is whether or not it annoys irrelevant bigots (I'd forgotten that Jim Davidson even presented the Generation Game tbh)

It could be meta-trolling, but tbh Seb's not that bright.

Twitter.

People who spend forever at the register hunting through a bag or wallet for exact change, like it's helping anyone or saving anyone any trouble.

Well (as someone who frequently gives exact change, or an odd amount of change with the explicit idea of getting a certain precise amount of change back), it's helping them.

polls with way too many options that dilute the point of even doing the poll

do you have a cat?

O yes, two or more (19%)
O yes, one (37%)
O yes, but it belongs to someone else (9%)
O no, but i want one (24%)
O no, and i don't want one (6%)
O no, because it's in storage (1%)
O no, because i'm allergic (4%)

You don't remember the wars do u

O I remember one war
O i remember two or more wars
O i don't remember this war
O i don't remember any wars
O i don't know what a war is

War is a social construct

i think this one is universal but i can't stand when people use my name when arguing with me. To not be a hypocrite I try to avoid doing this to others

shut up ross

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Women cop this one a lot, its belittling and pedagogic and it makes me want to punch.

now trayce you know that violence never solves anything

'specially if there is a short pause before-and-after. Because, Matthew, I am wasting my precious time to enlighten you with my point of view.

Customers pull this shit too when theyre trying to be pushy asswipes. "OK so listen here... what was your name again? Trayce? OK, Trayce. Listen to me, Trayce. I need you to understand that this issue with bla bla bla bla bla just isnt acceptable, Trayce, and I need you do bla bla bla bla"

*Trayce shoots self*

Funny thing is that in those customer experiences, they usually call me Trayce or Tracey too.

Sometimes even Terry.