Right, it’s Thursday once again. Time for another complaints thread.
What’s got you angrily nooting at things?
by dexbydesign89
Right, it’s Thursday once again. Time for another complaints thread.
What’s got you angrily nooting at things?
by dexbydesign89
28 comments
I live on a road a terrace houses, so all parking is done on the road, and we’ve had a guy move into one of the houses on the road who’s clearly a amateur mechanic of sorts – as he’s currently taking up ***eight*** parking spaces with cars in various stages of disrepair and/or pieces.
Cheers for that mate, parking around here can be a pain as it is.
I’m sick AGAIN. Since I started a job that mean I have to be on the tube during rush hours I get sick about once every six weeks and I’m so done with it.
I had a good one a couple of days ago. But now I can’t remember it. FFS! Rah rah rah….
Saw my boyfriend’s ex last night for a gig (he’s working abroad atm) and when I left she gave me a very long hug and kissed my cheek and told me she loved me and that she knows it’s difficult sometimes but she’s my friend.
Yeah, but people who love me don’t actually say dismissive and mean things about me and my relationship to my partner now, do they?
My boyfriend will be fine with it. But me and the ex have a lot of mutual friends and distancing myself is gonna be sad.
I’ve got car drama I could have really done without this week.
Got my first car a few months ago, it belonged to a family member and is in good nick. We have no evidence of when the cam belt was last changed so my dad tells me to get it done.
Cam belt done on Saturday and suddenly I’m getting checked engine lights at 65mph. Garage reads it as a cylinder misfire. He clears it and sends me away.
People online tell me it needs a phonic wheel reset but garage tells me to fuck off and that’s specialist software, all this stuff.
So mate and I attempt the manual reset method but I’ve been too nervous of it since to get it up to speed on the dual carriageway and see if the light returns.
Just so tired and pissed off with the idea that routine maintenance might end up costing me even more money.
Boiler isn’t working
Texted the landlord to sort a repair appointment but he’s slow so fuck knows when it will be
Gonna decamp to the boyfriends for the weekend I think
My anxiety disorder is rearing it’s ugly head this morning with almost a week of no issues.
I also have an earache.
And I’m not happy with my haircut. Blah
My only complaint that reddit can do something about is the lack of a wildlife thread weekly (including ducks)
We have some beautiful wildlife and wilderness in this country, and it’s also baby season, yet a mini succession of posts about such wonders, and they start getting removed for being themed
Nature is good for our mental health, and we all need that when dealing with life’s trials and tribulations
Cycled in to work this morning, down a proper cycle route, with a separate path for pedestrians, separated by a barrier with regular gaps.
Came round a bend to find one dude just casually waltzing down the cycle lane, back to traffic, headphones on, not a care in the world.
The amount of times I see people walking down the cycle lane, specifically back to traffic is scary. It was a woman with a pushchair yesterday with a phone in front of her face.
It’s just asking for trouble..
Royal Mail!
Royal Pain!
The fucking Probate service. It’s been nearly three years now and there’s no way to escalate it or raise a complaint. Mostly I just get on with life, but this morning since 3am I’ve been chewing on it so I thought I’d make use of this thread.
The little hanger thingy snapped on OH’s dressing gown so it has to go over both hooks in th bedroom. Makes getting mine more difficult than it should be and for some reason has made me irrationally angry this morning.
Decided to be really organised this year and get my wife’s birthday present sorted out. It’s a personalised gift, so wanted to get it sorted early.
I have pi-hole setup which blocks ads etc and has been working wonderfully for years.
She’s on her iPhone last night and says to me “look what’s just appeared on my phone” turns her phone, she’s on Facebook and there it is… A bloody advert for the website I was on with the fucking personalisation I’ve purchased front and centre!
Thanks, thanks for spoiling the fucking surprise.
I don’t know who I’m more angry at, the website for that kind of advertisement or Apple for developing (I think it’s private relay) to circumvent my local ad blocking!
I was properly pleased with myself. Buggers the lot of them.
[This knob end, William Hanson](https://imgur.com/a/znQcz0t). I’d forgotten how much I despise the pseudo-aristocratic bootlicker until someone posted about him earlier. Preaches on about people being common whilst being nothing more than a glorified influencer, the most common of the common. Pull your head out.
Food packets that claim you can open them by ‘tear here’. Not with arthritic hands you (or rather I) can’t.
Also jars…
I’ve told my OH that if I’m ever living on my own I’ll be found starved to death surrounded by unopened food
Instead of a nice trip away fate has instead decided to imbue norovirus to every member of the family. Luckily I paid cancellation insurance, a small win I guess.
Some absolute waste of space came within about 4 inches of smashing into my car in a narrow lane because he was on his phone. Which he admitted to me with a shitty grin when I asked him what had just happened.
Broke my little toe about six weeks ago. It got better after a week or so.
Trouble is, favouring it slightly meant I strained something in my knee. It got better.
Trouble is, favouring it slightly caused a significant arthritis flare up in my big toe joint. It got better after three very painful weeks.
Trouble is, favouring it significantly caused a tendonitis flare up in my foot.
My only real complaint is that nobody warned me about this “getting old” shit when I was a kid.
Now that I’m cycling to work there’s so much more to remember to pack.
Today I forgot my glasses, sunglasses, and belt.
So I’m blind and my shorts might fall down.
Thought it was going to be warmer than it looked outside, so skipped on the hoodie and just put on a light jacket instead.
I’m cold 🙁
I had a meeting with my DD yesterday about this project I’m working on. Its been 8 months and scope creep as well as it becoming a political tool has made it a shitshow. I found out it was given to Mr as I was considered the only person on thr service that wouldn’t break during it. So that’s nice.
The infuriating thing is during this meeting I said to the DD that on the 27th June (the day after it should finish), I’m going to go to the pub and get plastered to celebrate. She stopped writing, looked at me, sucked her teeth and said……. “yeah, about that, I wouldn’t get too excited just yet as when this lands its going to upset a lot of very senior people and your involvement will likely be ongoing”.
😠 fucks sake. I wouldn’t mind but I didn’t join as a project manager, yet here I am.
Broken ankle recovery is rough 🤒
Got woken up at 07:40 by my doorbell and a thud. Went downstairs, no one there at the door. 2 people chatting down the road, asked if it was them, they said no.
Checked video from doorbell, literally no one anywhere near the house. So I guess I hallucinated it (which apparently is pretty common when you wake up or something ?).
Has kinda ruined the whole day now cos I feel like I’m going crazy these last few days. Plus I ended up waking up an hour early, couldn’t fall asleep again, and now feel nauseuous 🙁
Can I angrily noot at myself please?
Long story short, I massively screwed up at work yesterday, in that I missed an email about some dates and now it’s almost the deadline and people are scrambling/going to be angry, including my manager (who I really don’t want to upset as she’s lovely and she has enough going on). I feel like I’ve worked so hard to prove myself in this job over the last few months and I got pretty good feedback on my appraisal literally a week ago, and now I’ve undone it all with this. It’s not unsolveable but it definitely wasn’t ideal especially after various other stresses, though I can’t blame anyone except myself.
Oh, and I’m going to have to quit my last regular catsitting gig now my boyfriend’s moving in with me (it was nearer to his flat/my old job and now it’s just too far out of the way to really be feasible any more). I’ve got one more week of looking after them from tomorrow, and then will tell the owners after that that I’m stepping back. I’m kind of sad about that as they were such lovely cats (and owners) and I feel a bit guilty leaving them in the lurch, but I think practicality wins out.
Did a workout for the first time in a while on Tuesday and my legs are still really sore.
Youngest child was up with the sun and I have another 2hrs of driving lessons this afternoon. Intensive courses are great but exhausting and I just want enough sleep to function and not be chronically exhausted
Came back from holiday, don’t want to work but know that I need to… mostly so that I can afford life and my next holiday.
Really sick of hayfever/allergies causing me to be unwell overall and preventing me from doing things. No one told me getting older would be this challenging!
Hayfever wrecking me lately. Also I’m getting foot and leg pain. I was going to find a physio but now I’m thinking I should try buying new shoes first. I like clothes shopping but really hate shoe shopping.
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