For some it's the start of the weekend. For others, it's a Thursday and the fucking printer won't work why won't the fucking printer work I have to print out 20 presentation decks before 8am ahhhhh.

Ahem.

Please share your moans, whinges, rants, quibbles here.

by a-liquid-sky

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  1. Just read my blood test results, and a doctor has added someone else’s history and conditions

    Either that or my shelf life has dramatically decreased, and I’m yet to be informed

  2. Parked up at Huntingdon train station yesterday. The only way to pay is via app. I’ve now got seven parking apps on my phone. I know technology moves on but this is getting ridiculous. It took ten minutes to download the bastard and set all my details, it’s a good thing I wasn’t in a hurry.

  3. Why is my kitchen always a mess????

    I have hit that age where sitting at the wrong angle for more than 20 minutes causes aches and pains. I get furious then work out for an hour to prove to myself I am still 25 really which gives me more aches and pains. Which makes me more furious. 

  4. Got a big long meeting this afternoon from about 2-5pm and I just know it’ll overrun. There’ll also be certain people making certain points throughout meaning I’ll end up barely contributing, if at all (which tends be the norm).

    Still, I’m wearing a shirt in order to at least look professional…

  5. I woke up with a really bad cramp, I won’t be able to walk properly for the rest of the day and maybe this weekend. I’m lucky this happened during paid leave.

  6. I’ve had a very ADHD day. I cancelled work and didn’t do any writing or anything. Managed a load of washing! Which is nice.

  7. finished my apprenticeship (yay) but because of the upcoming bank holidays (which i dont even get off work, boo) i don’t get my result until next friday 🙁

  8. Why is it that the second we get a bit of sun, every kid within shouting distance becomes legally required to grab a ball and volley it off the nearest solid surface for actual hours?

    THUD. Fence.

    THUD. Wall.

    THUD. Garage door.

    THUD. My last functioning nerve.

    And before anyone starts clutching pearls no, I don’t hate kids. I just don’t think I should be able to feel someone else’s solo kickabout in my molars.

    Sometimes it’s one kid, completely silent, just leathering a ball off one surface like they’re trying to open a wormhole. Other times it’s a group, shouting, half playing some chaotic version of football that seems to involve no goals, no teams, and maximum volume. Eventually, they stop. Silence. I dare to hope. Then, without fail, a fresh child or a whole new squad materialises, suspiciously close, in the next garden or on the road, ready to carry on the legacy.

    My eye’s twitching like it’s trying to file a complaint. The dog’s tried to Uber itself to a different street. And I’m one more thud away from standing barefoot in the garden, watering the paving slabs, while laughing mechanically.

  9. I don’t get the luxury of a 4 day weekend break because I work in a supermarket 😖

  10. Melatonin is giving me *very* weird dreams. Very peculiar.

  12. Stuck in a big old grumpy slump the last few days.

    Landlord/flatmate is pissing me off. The only food storage I have is that sort of deep drawer for pots and pans. Walk in the kitchen yesterday and it’s half open. What you rifling through my food for pal? You’ve got 90% of a kitchen.

    I’m midway through a property purchase and the vendor is having a laugh with what she wants to sell white goods for. £200 for a second hand washing machine of unknown age? No ta

    And the scales are moving but not as fast as I’d like. Only 4kg since February is frustrating when I’ve got another 15kg to go

  13. We live in a goldfish-memory age and it’s exhausting.

    Back in the olden times when I had an ongoing relationship with a vendor or provider, they would know who I am and why I was talking to them. Now every appointment or interaction starts as if I’m a stranger that they’ve never met before.

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