James D. Posted November 23, 2012 Report Share Posted November 23, 2012 http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2012/11/22/saudi-arabia-implements-electronic-tracking-system-for-women/ "Today, I am thankful I don't live in a theocratic regime that treats women like cattle." -- Skeptical Libertarian Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stavros Posted December 15, 2012 Report Share Posted December 15, 2012 So on short notice I'm spending my saturday down at work, dealing with recovery of one of our vans 200 miles away, as well as our staff and equipment. Some useless druggie fuck took a hacksaw to the van and removed the catalytic converter, rendering it undrivable. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Missy Posted January 3, 2013 Author Report Share Posted January 3, 2013 A very close friend of mine is undergoing an exploratory heart procedure tomorrow. It may result in him receiving a stent. He's 37. When the fuck did we get old? I've lost friends to murder and even suicide, so that, oddly, I can cope with. But age? Watching our bodies fall apart like our parents' did? That sends shivers through my soul. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dan Posted January 3, 2013 Report Share Posted January 3, 2013 Damn. Best wishes to your friend, Mike. And yeah, it's scary. I joke, but as things go I'm not that old. However, as I begin to find it more difficult to do things I never had to think about before, I have to face up to the realization that time is marching. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slothian Posted January 3, 2013 Report Share Posted January 3, 2013 Damn. Best wishes to your friend, Mike. Seconded. And yeah, it's scary. I joke, but as things go I'm not that old. However, as I begin to find it more difficult to do things I never had to think about before, I have to face up to the realization that time is marching. I'm sure it's reflected in the delivery, but my age jibes against both Mike & Dan are only ever meant in jest. I have legitimate concerns about how my health may deteriorate as I get older - my alcoholism for one, but on a more serious note, my family history of cancer and strokes. Once my exams are over in a few weeks, I'm going to see my doctor about my sleeping complaints in the hope that it could set me on a healthier path in life. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KnightWing Posted January 8, 2013 Report Share Posted January 8, 2013 So. Back in mid-December, I hear a slight rattling/tapping noise in my car's engine. Not quite concerning, just a "what *is* that?" kind of deal. Considering it's a 1999 Sonata that's been totaled once, it might be something innocent and harmless, not necessarily serious. Cut to yesterday, when I'm driving home and the thing sounds like it's going to rattle apart. It's pretty obvious that it's something tied to either a belt or a cylinder, since it has a very precise rhythm tied to the RPMs. Also, my car suddenly seems to have an upper limit on how much it can rev, so I can't gun the engine and expect much performance. It's like I'm driving on ice, but the ice is somehow inside the engine and preventing it from getting "traction." Even though I know little-to-nothing about this specific problem, it "feels" like one of the cylinders isn't firing correctly, and research tells me it may be a timing belt problem, which might make my engine basically implode if I drive it. But I don't have any guarantee that that's the problem, and I don't have time to find out because the next morning (today) I have to drive 30 miles to a new school to start orientation. So this morning I set out for school, make it about 20 miles, then the rattling goes insane, the engine heat goes way up (despite 70MPH worth of 40-degree wind blasting through it), and my speed gets bizarrely inconsistent. Sometimes I can barely make 60 MPH, the next moment I can reach 70. Then my engine basically explodes. I feel/hear a THUNK, the engine dies, and steam starts pouring out my tailpipe and from tiny cracks in the radiator (which were already there from an incident three years ago). So my car is basically dead. On the plus side, from there things got better. I was able to call my mom, who drove from her work to pick me up and take me to my orientation (which I was only ten minutes late for). She handled the towing of my car as well. Orientation went really well; I got a lot of things done. Now, once I find out what the deal is with my car, I can figure out what my next step is. I don't really have anything in the way of immediately available cash, but hopefully I can take out a student loan to help pay for a new car. Truth be told, that Sonata has given me little else but trouble since I got it, so if all this means I get a new car, it'll all have been worth it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stavros Posted January 9, 2013 Report Share Posted January 9, 2013 Tomorrow will be my third consecutive 14 hour day, and my computor melted down yesterday morning. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SuaveStar Posted January 12, 2013 Report Share Posted January 12, 2013 Ever do something to improve your life that costs you a lot of money, only for that thing to basically come back and say "Nope, you're too stupid. Thanks for the money! Prick!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted January 22, 2013 Report Share Posted January 22, 2013 To get out of jury duty, I need to mail them a copy of my new Georgia driver's license, which I don't have. To get a Georgia driver's license, I need a copy of my birth certificate, which I don't have. To get a copy of my birth certificate, I need a utility bill for my current address, which is changing because I'm moving. It's like I'm in a 90s adventure game and I haven't found out how I'm supposed to use the broom and bucket to open the door. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Garfield Posted January 22, 2013 Report Share Posted January 22, 2013 To get out of jury duty, I need to mail them a copy of my new Georgia driver's license, which I don't have. To get a Georgia driver's license, I need a copy of my birth certificate, which I don't have. To get a copy of my birth certificate, I need a utility bill for my current address, which is changing because I'm moving. It's like I'm in a 90s adventure game and I haven't found out how I'm supposed to use the broom and bucket to open the door. At the risk of trivializing your plight, that last sentence made me laugh. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted January 22, 2013 Report Share Posted January 22, 2013 The basis of most comedy is tragedy. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Donomark Posted February 7, 2013 Report Share Posted February 7, 2013 Day just sucked out loud. Long-ass 9 hour shift at work with zero break. Reason being that nobody in the entire restaurant knew how to work the coffee including the new manager, so I had to stand and wait for the customers who never came and starve to death instead of leaving early since we barely had any business. After that is a 3 hour spanish class I'm taking Wednesday nights. Come home to test my recording software I use for podcasts, and for some reason I can't pick up the other person's voice. I use Powergramo to record and Audacity to edit, and either PWRGRMO just picks up my voice or Audacity just picks up the other person's voice. I have gone over it again and again, and I'm set to record tomorrow. FTS Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
James D. Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 So, let's recap here. My thankfully now former "roommate" (in quotes because in the four months he resided at my house, he paid a grand total of $75 to me), who was told repeatedly to not have weed in my house, clearly still had it in his possession. The cops show up at my place last night at like one in the morning to question "roommate"'s friend. "Roommate" thinks one of us called the cops on him. Right, because I always love calling the police on MY OWN FUCKING HOUSE AT ONE IN THE MORNING. So, this morning, idiot "roommate" says he KNOWS we called the police on him and says he "isn't stupid". DW falls off his bed laughing in his room as I use every fiber of my being to keep from retorting, "Who did you poll to come to that conclusion? A jar of cashews?" He says he's leaving, to which I say, "Good, because here is an eviction notice. Be out by this afternoon." Thanks to this total fuck-up, I'm embarrassed in front of the entire neighborhood for something I had absolutely nothing to do with, AND the cops will probably be looking at my house for the foreseeable future. The only reason I let this kid stay in my place is because he claimed he wanted to turn his life around and get a diploma or GED. I would have been glad to help him. Instead, he just brings total embarrassment onto my house and has the unmitigated gall to be mad at ME for something I didn't even do. He uses my wife's computer to look at all kinds of nasty porn, which put who knows what kind of spyware and malware onto it. He flat-out lies to my wife about going to the garage to smoke a cigarette, when he had a joint STICKING OUT OF HIS MOUTH. Plus, I'm going to be stuck paying for insanely high utility bills for the next month that he jacked up by never turning off lights or anything else. Good fucking riddance, you useless waste of oxygen. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 I wanted to choke him out, revive him, then choke him out again. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
James D. Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 At which point I would have kicked him in the face with my steel-toed boot. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Molly Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 Guys, that sort of bare knuckle violence is pointless. Get a gun. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kscriv Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 Hmm, I know this story. -Move in with nerdy friend named James with a spot in the place for an additional roommate -Additional roommates are all idiots who pay nothing. -Frustration. I agree with Preston, get the gun. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
James D. Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 He's gone. That's what matters. Also, I think I typed up a damn good legal-sounding eviction notice. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stavros Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 Good for you. I too know the pain of a housemate who pays no rent for four months and leaves the tv on all night because they "can't sleep without it". Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 A gun would deprive me the pleasure of draining the life out of him with my bare hands. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dc20willsave Posted February 18, 2013 Report Share Posted February 18, 2013 I'll admit, there's nothing quite like the pleasure of creating blood splatter. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stavros Posted February 21, 2013 Report Share Posted February 21, 2013 Managed to drop a large steel beam on my thumb yesterday. Over the following 5 hours the buildup of blood under the nail became more and more painful, until I decided to call into an nhs drop-in centre. After about 45 minutes I was seen and told they couldn't do anything without an x ray. So I drive to a&e, wait another 45 minutes (all the while the pain is building). Diagnosis again, another wait for the x-ray, no bones broken, then a nurse drills a small needle through my nail and releases the blood by waggling it around. Once she is done I leave and get in my van. The pain has increased tenfold due to the "cure". Its like bamboo is being shoved under the nail. I wish I'd never had it seen to. I can no longer move that hand without intense pain. And all of this occurred whilst I'm still two days from home. So that's my deal. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Venneh Posted February 23, 2013 Report Share Posted February 23, 2013 Hey, fucktwit apartment management companies. You may have heard of this little thing called winter in Wisconsin. It means that we get this thing called ice, and it forms on your sidewalks. You know what else it means? That you need to salt them. You know what happens when you don't salt them? You have people like myself who slip, fall backwards, hit their head and their arm against your old brick building, and on top of that, the glass gallon of beer that they're carrying back shatters, spreads glass shards all over the sidewalk, and are otherwise generally pissed at your lazy asses. Not having a good evening so far. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SuaveStar Posted April 10, 2013 Report Share Posted April 10, 2013 After some developments in my life that I do not want to get into here, I would like to say that I am justified in saying the following phrase, if you feel offended by my comment, please accept my humblest apologies. Do I have fucking retarded dipshit tattoed across my fucking forehead, because that's how everyone and every fucking thing is treating me at this very fucking minute, from arsehole fathers who don't understand "I think your bitch girlfriend is poison and if you want her to drive everyone you care about away, then fine, but I don't want to see her" and follow that with, I'll do whatever I want and referring to me as probably dead to you now, go fuck yourself, I don't need people like you in my life, if this is the vile company you keep. And other people in my life, the closest people who i turn to, you're fucking scum. You make the shit I went through as a child, like a fucking walk in the woods, as at least they didn't fucking try to humiliate me in every possible way, and then treat me like I'm probably the one who's to blame for your actions, and you have the innocence of a child, who's only tactic is to look like a fucking deer in the headlights, following that up with mirroring my comments back to me, as if you pay attention. You fucking cunt. Again, I apologise if anyone is offended, but I just can't handle this fucking shit anymore. Fuck people. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slothian Posted April 10, 2013 Report Share Posted April 10, 2013 I'm in no way offended Austen - after all, this is the thread to properly vent in if needs be. All I'll say that if your current environment is as poisonous as it's being made out, do you have the option to move somewhere and make a clean break of it all? Even if not immediately, or in the short term, then somewhere down the line? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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