Shit that gets you mad V. I'm getting mad just typing this - General

i really hate the dime a dozen love songs that the radio stations here play all the fucking time. you aren't chromeo you no-name cunts, whispering into the mic about being cucked and having a simple guitar lick play every five seconds is not good music and i can't exactly go and turn that noise off because it's the jobsite radio at my workplace, so while i'm stretch wrapping your pallet full of shit i have to endure songs that go like "my penis is in cobwebs and only you can fix it bby" skibidibi bwip bwop "BABY LET ME SMASH YOUR SHIT STANKER" PREET DOOT DOOT DOOT

These flood of "Bet I won't even get one share..." posts in Facebook can fuck off all they care about is like whoring, I could bet they don't give two shots about the subject in the picture.

Comfort eating. Ever since i have entered university,i found that i spend much more often compared to high school Probably stress but dunno if im right or nah

that feel when the nice dude you really enjoyed playing a game with suddenly disappears from your steam/discord friends list.

Serious pet peeve of mine is being told dinner is ready and when I go upstairs and see shit still has 10+ minute timers on it.

TBH I'd be totally cool with that if it meant someone was making me dinner.

I need to change phone since its no longer good at all. Slow ass speed,frequent freezes,low storage,etc. Told mom about this and her response: "Just delete your game" Immediately returned to my room since if i said further,she would said "Phone are supposed for study,not games blahblahblah"

"i'm going to the store, the fridge's empty" "wtf no it's not the kitchen's full of food" contents of the fridge and the rest of the kitchen: eggs half a jar of taco sauce (that was last used about two years ago) ketchup pickled beets pickled herring (that i've never seen anyone eat yet the jar's still there) bouillon cubes hardtack alright chef boyardee i'm sure i can prepare a scrumptious meal from these ancient leftovers

100% sure its expired and moldy by now, food tends to go bad a couple of weeks after you open the can/jar. Just throw that shit out.

i swear to god i'm being gaslighted by my own fucking kitchen because every time i've thrown that jar away, another has taken its place in the fridge jars of expired taco sauce and other items in that list seem to be omnipresent in every fucking finnish kitchen and if they're disposed of, rest assured that replacements will materialize into existence even if nobody in the household eats them

IN HIGHSCHOOL BEING SCREAMED INTO MY EARS BY CONSUMERS AND TEACHERS, THEN PARENTS THAT IF I DON'T GO TO COLLEGE AND HAVE 30,000 IN DEBT I WILL NOT BE A SUCCESSFUL MAN. They find trade schools "taboo". They never spoke a word about it, not a single God damn word.

Due to a tiny defect in my motherboard, which the manufactuer won't honor on the warranty, my RAM becomes unseated over time. The clips that keep the RAM held in place don't lock properly, so vibration in the board slowly causes the RAM to come loose, until it's no longer in ful contact. This makes my computer randomly lock up, so I need to open it up every few days to weeks, pull all the RAM sticks out (which is hard, due to being under the fans and radiator cables for the CPU cooler), and then stick them back in. There's no way to tell when it's going to happen, or which slot has come loose, so I need to remove and reseat all 4 of them. It's an inconvenience to be sure, but not worth replacing the board over, and it's stupid the manufactuer says it's not an issue. How hard is it to make the tabs lock properly, and not let tiny vibration knock everything loose?

I'm planning to move with some friends an a potential mate in september and then I hear the dreaded rumor about layoffs soon in this company. If I can keep this job by september I could safely be unemployed for a few weeks but if I that dreaded call tomorrow I won't have shit and I'll be stuck here bashing my head into a wall from rage. I've been really wanting to move out for a long ass time and I am so fucking done if I get fucked.

It's so frustrating to see family members just waste money on stuff when they all know we are sort of tied on money for the past months. We are making renovation on the apartment upstair since my sister will be moving in it once it's done. And they decided to change the kitchen floor. At first I didn't care much but once I inspected it, it's in perfect condition aside from ONE corner that is chipped, that is hidden behind the backdoor when opened. Why would you demolish it when it's good!? Or even place floating floor over it, where water would infiltrated over time and cause damage in-between it on top of it being a fucking stupid idea? May as well throw my fucking diploma in architecture out the fucking window. I never found a job in that department but the knowledge is still there! I still have my construction code too! But fuck that, right? Better do this fucking terrible waste of resources and money so that it fucking matches with the counters. My mom and sister, responsible for these decisions, also bought some really thick bathroom ceramic that the family's friend who is helping us with the bathroom and plumbing has trouble cutting them with his tools! And his age doesn't let him work for very long periods of time. Dude's an angel to be helping us at nearly 70yo! I've spent the last week helping him out whenever I can, mostly hauling materials upstairs, but there was clearly little consideration for how much work and effort had to be done. The vanity is all glued up together too. We need 4 men to haul it up! "Oh just do it. It's doable. Just haul it upstairs." Ye, mom. It's that fucking easy. I'm so fucking pissed off at this shitshow. Sick of stupid, dumb decisions that were clearly not completely thought out. It's been years. OH! And I can't wait to be painted as an inconsiderate asshole for pointing it out and be guilt tripped for being a "bad son" for not agreeing with my mom. I might just slam my foot down this time and hold my position. We are all tired all the time from the massive work upstairs. Not to mention, said sister is a huge selfish, egocentric, inconsiderate cunt to the family so not everyone is all smiles to be helping her. And her boyfirend is never available to help us, ignoring our messages and calls too. Can't wait for Saturday and go chill with new friends. Will be a welcoming change to this fucking nightmare that's about to come down.

Yeah sounds to me as though you need to draw the line somewhere, because you are being taken advantage of.

I'll try. It's just hard to get strict with someone that raised you. My goal in everyday life is trying to help with the little I know and can do. I manage to do so many times, just slight optimizations that even got me a full-time job in an animation studio that one time. Just sucks that every time I try to share this knowledge with my family, I have to bring in some sort of decree of the highest position and even then, they could just dismiss it. They love to shut me down with the "Just find a job." line. I went thru one hell of a year in 2018, filled with depression and anxiety and I'm barely recovering, trying to reassert a little bit of self-confidence to find said job while working on art commissions whenever I can. Nothing I do seems to be worthy to them, especially my mom. I never felt like I made her proud in the past few years. I just hope I find a way to squirm myself out without feeling like a piece of shit or hurting feelings. It's not the worst but it's mostly for how long it has been going for that just draws out a sense of fatigue in me.

When you ask someone an important question via forum PM, and can clearly see the dude you messaged has been online many, many times after you PM'd him but never responds.

When you can't have certain jobs because of your disabilities and the laws that says so, which is unfortunate because my dream jobs include jobs no one wants to do or know anything about; and therefore need more personnel.

Have you considered using zip ties to manually hold the locks in place?

Trying to watch factory videos on youtube and instead of the actual sounds of the machines it's shitty loud EDM music.

My girlfriend's apartment lease renewal came in today and they added a bunch of shit last minute. Now no reptiles are allowed but their website states only iguanas and iguanas. She has a 15 year old Leopard Gecko and they just expect her to throw him out now I guess? And they're also charging an extra $1,000 security deposit despite them living there for a long time. Anyone have advice because the lease it due tomorrow and they told her literally nothing until the day before.

Haha! Fuck! Here we go again. She started getting pissed off because of the new bathroom sliding door not being able to be the exact same as the others because it's hollow and cannot be securely set up on the railing system that is going to be installed. Why did she expect that everything to work out all nice and dandy with little to no research? Mind blowing. A few weeks ago, I went with her to get the bathtub and bathroom ceramic. When she saw that none of the order was ready or even in-store, she started getting very passive-aggressive with the employees. But it wasn't their fault, it was some overworked employee in the last store they went the day before who forgot to place the order. I felt really fucking bad for them that I even tracked back the both of them and apologized. They already have enough shitty clients to deal with. Nothing in that order was needed at the time btw. It was just convenient to go get it that day. The employee was even trying his best to find the exact model of ceramic she wanted but couldn't pin point it because she never wrote down the product ID. It's something that always bothered me. Why throw away an recent invoice or not write down a product's specifics for proof and future reference? She did the same to an invoice of my new shoes, which I had to change size a day later because they were fit for my feet. I was just glad it wasn't garbage day or rip $200 off of their pockets, since it was b-day gift for me. There's no forethought in her mind and it frustrates me to no end when she gets on her high horse to prove me wrong, pulling shit like the age card on me or rebuttals that an 6th grader would say. And she's not affected by any mental illnesses aside from I'm assuming depression on some days but there's worse: Pride. She's too prideful to let go of clearly shitty decisions, leading her down a path of sadness and disappointment. I can't do much to help her if she decides to not wanting said help. It makes me sad too. My head gets clogged up with all this crap, thinking about others before myself because I don't to appear like a useless piece of shit but then I also need to let go of stuff to be a little selfish and take care of myself too. It's a tug-o-war I wish I didn't have to do. Guess it's why they say "Life's not black and white." All these damn nuances fucking suck.

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I think I'm just done with this fucked up world. Apparently honesty and transparency is non fucking existent these days in the dating scene obviously. Nothing like asking if someone's single, they say yes, and then you continue dating on down the road, and even going out of your way to drive several hours to visit them on a holiday weekend, only to be told later by a roomate they're bascially fucking cheating and deceiving since they've had a partner for a year now. Words cannot explain how fucking shattered, blown away, and angry I am. I only managed to get a small talk out of him last night and tells me he really wants it to work out between him and the other guy. THEN WHY THE FUCK WASN'T THAT EVER MADE CLEAR IN THE FIRST PLACE. I am absolutely finished with this bullshit. I had started making plans to move later this year with him and other friends, but that shit ain't happening if he doesn't pick someone a few weeks before the move date. One damn chance for him and if he blows that it's 100% fucking done.

My family's cat has fleas and they keep biting my legs

Having to wait over an hour to use the bathroom in your own fucking house

Treat that shit immediately. I lived in houses that were infested with fleas, and it makes life miserable because you're unable to sleep, constantly itchy, and the sleep depriving drives you into being depressed and without energy/motivation. See what you can do to medicate your cat and maybe treat the outside foliage so that fleas can't thrive. Use borax and scrub it into your carpets (with pets out of the room), vaccuum like a bitch for the next couple of weeks.

We just need to get a flea collar. The problem is that our former neighbor had over 20 cats and when she died, the city got most of them, but there are still a few around and its breeding season for fleas I guess.

I've been on here for a long time and a good majority of that was lurking. Here's a protip from someone who went from lurking to posting at a semi-regular pace: Make an oddly specific general thread about a hobby or thing you enjoy. It may not go very fast, but you'll soon find people asking you questions and engaging in discussions about things you like. And who knows, you may learn something neat along the way and make a few friends.

Failed to respond to an invite to a bonfire due to my fucked up sleep schedule, so now I get to spend another night in front of a computer monitor, alone.