Random thing you loathe right now.

I had a total non-functional day yesterday. Like clockwork, the holidays always make me want to curl up and cry uncontrollably. I was completely detached at dinner and it was just a waste. I salvaged my sanity by playing Saints Row 3 and doing some retail therapy ($9 on the season pass for DLC). The comedy in this game kept me distracted enough to not go down even worse.

f*cking holidays.

Strangeblades wrote:
Chumpy_McChump wrote:
Mimble wrote:

I am feeling disproportionately sad/depressed that my husband and a group of our mutual friends are planning a weekend outing to a movie and that I was not invited - not even by my own husband.

I don't even really want to see the movie, and would have passed on it if I had been asked and yet, I feel like the way I did in grade four when I was one of three kids not asked to a b-day party a classmate was having, and everyone one else in the class got a shiny invitation with a dinosaur on it.

Yes, I know this is stupid, but still feel sad/depressed/left out/overlooked anyway.

Blech.

Mention it to him. Either he screwed up and should be made aware of it, or he didn't ask because he knew you'd decline, in which case he should know that it made you feel bad.

1. He did screw up. He should have asked because it shows consideration.
2. On the other hand we all make mistakes. This is one of them. It shouldn't be a big deal.
3. Tell him to ask you next time, even if the answer is a foregone conclusion.
4. If I did this to my wife there would be hell to pay. She might not care about the movie but she would appreciate my asking.
5. Burn things in that game. It looks cute.

Yeah, he screwed up a bit, and it made me feel kinda crappy, but I didn't make a big noisy fuss about it. I told him how I felt without being a drama queen, and now he knows I'd like to be asked next time (even if he's 100% sure I'd say no), and all is well.

I am going to burn so many things in that game. Whee!!

This quote, I am going to burn so many things in that game. Whee!!, will be on Fox News in just two days. Bet on it.

Strangeblades wrote:

This quote, I am going to burn so many things in that game. Whee!!, will be on Fox News in just two days. Bet on it.

The full head line will be "Chairman Mao buys budding arsonist little inferno" And I'll be misquoted by Fox News as saying "I'm going to burn so many things! Whee!!"

Being forced to watch atrocious rom com after Thanksgiving dinner, and having to pretend it's cute rather than clawing my eyes out.

Our city water lately has had geosmin for a while now resulting in unpleasant smelling and somewhat vile tasting water.

We're assured it's safe though more sensitive folks have been getting nausea and itchy rashes. The water companies response? Amp up the chlorine (which makes the taste and smell issue even worse) and "The cold of winter should kill it off and we don't expect it to occur again so we're not going to bother installing filters." That may well be correct but given our local utilities of late it's frustrating that the population is dismissed and brushed off so readily yet again. Pesky monopolies.

My ancient Dell 20" monitor now has a blue line of pixels running vertically from top to bottom, which means it's starting to fail just like the monitor it replaced 3 years ago.

This wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that I just spent a bunch of money to purchase some components for the PC and now I'm gonna have to figure out how to pay for a new monitor as well.

1Dgaf wrote:

Just imagine you're in a room with Samuel L Jackson. He's got a gun. And an afro wig. If you're jibber jabbering or looking shifty, Samuel gets nervous.

You don't want Samuel to be nervous.

Crap. Now I keep thinking that an armed Samuel L is somewhere in my room watching me always for doing anything shifty.

krev82 wrote:

Our city water lately has had geosmin for a while now resulting in unpleasant smelling and somewhat vile tasting water.

This happens every summer where I live, although this is my first year having to deal with it. I've got filters to provide drinking water, but showering in water that smells like dirt is decidedly unsatisfying. They pumped up the chlorine here too, but not until the summer was almost over and the smell was going away on its own. Now we've got all the chlorine taste and odor for no reason.

Christmas carols. My ill-spent teenage years in retail have made them sound like nails on a chalkboard every time I hear them.

In the deli at the grocery store tonight, it was "Do You Hear What I Hear?" that got me riled up. Particularly the lyrics:

A Child, a Child shivers in the cold--
Let us bring him silver and gold,

That's not going to warm him up unless it's molten gold. FUN FACT: The three wise men were apparently Dothraki.

Baby, It's Cold Outside is still a song about date rape.

I think the lyricist was just looking for a word to rhyme with "gold." Being that He was in a place filled with animals and wrapped in cloth, I'm sure He was fairly snug.

Bonus_Eruptus wrote:

Baby, It's Cold Outside is still a song about date rape.

Yeah, that seems to come up a lot when people talk about that song, but I don't see it. It just sounds like two people who want to spend every minute together but can't, for some reason. Kind of reminds me of the early head-over-heels stage of love, especially as a teenager. The Martina McBride & Dean Martin version is one of my favorite holiday songs because she sounds so happy to me.

Bonus_Eruptus wrote:

Christmas carols. My ill-spent teenage years in retail have made them sound like nails on a chalkboard every time I hear them.

I have this very same problem. It's lead me on a crusade to limit Christmas to one week a year in my life. Bah humbug.

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Quitting smoking.

Today is my first day in a very long time without a cigarette, and I'm doing it with the help of Champix.
I'm grumpy as f**k.

trichy wrote:

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Did you have your hood up and flashers on?

Miashara wrote:
trichy wrote:

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Did you have your hood up and flashers on?

Yes, and the reflective triangles out.

trichy wrote:
Miashara wrote:
trichy wrote:

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Did you have your hood up and flashers on?

Yes, and the reflective triangles out.

Chances are, on their cars, the question was not rhetorical.

trichy wrote:
Miashara wrote:
trichy wrote:

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Did you have your hood up and flashers on?

Yes, and the reflective triangles out.

Then I got nothing.

Bonus_Eruptus wrote:

My ill-spent teenage years in retail have made them sound like nails on a chalkboard every time I hear them.

I worked at K-Mart for a few years. Every day, the music was exactly the same, they must have started some pre-made playlist at the beginning of the day and let it run.

To this day, when I hear The Long And Winding Road, I have an almost physical reaction that it's almost time to go home for the night.

Burned out Christmas tree lights. Ugh! Over 1600 lights on 8 different strands from four different manufacturers gathered over the past three holiday seasons. Oh yeah, and each has a different proprietary bulb.

Miashara wrote:
trichy wrote:
Miashara wrote:
trichy wrote:

Flat tires never occur two feet from a service station with helpful Good Samaritans zipping by on a 72 degree day while the tire easily comes off. They occur at night, in the cold, miles from f*&king anything, with a jammed wheel that has no interest in budging, all while hundreds of people drive by without a second glance. I spotted two with WWJD stickers on their car as they whipped by.

I'll tell you what He would do. He'd grab a damn tire iron and lend a hand, you apathetic douchebags.

Did you have your hood up and flashers on?

Yes, and the reflective triangles out.

Then I got nothing.

The solution is simple: "Be a very attractive woman". Cars would be lined up along the side of the road to help.

ringsnort wrote:

Burned out Christmas tree lights. Ugh! Over 1600 lights on 8 different strands from four different manufacturers gathered over the past three holiday seasons. Oh yeah, and each has a different proprietary bulb.

This is when you toss them and buy new. Seriously, they're not that expensive, and your time is worth more.

NSMike wrote:
ringsnort wrote:

Burned out Christmas tree lights. Ugh! Over 1600 lights on 8 different strands from four different manufacturers gathered over the past three holiday seasons. Oh yeah, and each has a different proprietary bulb.

This is when you toss them and buy new. Seriously, they're not that expensive, and your time is worth more.

I know. You're right. I just have landfill guilt issues about this sort of thing.

ringsnort wrote:
NSMike wrote:
ringsnort wrote:

Burned out Christmas tree lights. Ugh! Over 1600 lights on 8 different strands from four different manufacturers gathered over the past three holiday seasons. Oh yeah, and each has a different proprietary bulb.

This is when you toss them and buy new. Seriously, they're not that expensive, and your time is worth more.

I know. You're right. I just have landfill guilt issues about this sort of thing.

I'm a horrible environmentalist.

But my Christmas lights look spectacular.

Achievement earned: twin fountains of victory!

My keyboard was spared but I'm going to need a new soda. Nicely done.

I wouldn't stop either. That's a stupid thing to do and an easy way to get abducted, assassinated, or simply have your car stolen at gunpoint.

LarryC wrote:

I wouldn't stop either. That's a stupid thing to do and an easy way to get abducted, assassinated, or simply have your car stolen at gunpoint.

Happily, most of us live in places where this is an extraordinarily unlikely scenario.

Bonus_Eruptus wrote:

In the deli at the grocery store tonight, it was "Do You Hear What I Hear?" that got me riled up. Particularly the lyrics:

A Child, a Child shivers in the cold--
Let us bring him silver and gold,

That's not going to warm him up unless it's molten gold. FUN FACT: The three wise men were apparently Dothraki.

Do You Hear What I Hear is about the Cuban Missile Crisis and how we really shouldn't cause the nuclear apocalypse: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Do_You_...

I'm not sure if that'll make it better or worse for you!

There are plenty of reasons to hate Christmas music that have nothing to do with the lyrics. How about the part where it's just crappy music? Is that not enough? Who cares what they're singing about.

If you can't tell... five years of retail that spanned into my early twenties. Hated Christmas music ever since.