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People to Punch, Pet Peeves, and General Vexations (mega-merge)

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If you don't park in a garage, this may mean less to you...

But I park in an 8 level employee garage, and since it is a medical facility, the spots on the lower levels are filled way before "normal" hours. But there is always one clueless fucktard that drives 3 mph up all 7 goddamned motherfucking levels, searching for that perfect spot they know fuckwell is never there. Then, and here is the best part, after wasting 10 minutes and making everyone else late, they get out of the car and immediately start running to the elevator and act all agitated when they have to wait for it. Hey, giraffe anus, if you would have driven like a normal human, we all could have made it on time.
 
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Folanator said:
I want to bring back Halloween. Next to Christmas, it was my favorite holiday as a kid. People think it's OK to turn off their lights, lazy fucktards.

It's called Trick or Treats for a reason.
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Agreed. Well, I never really cared much for the holiday, but I remember that EVERY house was "open" for Trick or Treat. It was REALLY rare to find one that wasn't. I don't know if it's because it's 30 years later, or because of where I live now compared to then, but there are about 40 houses on my street - both sides. Maybe 4 will be "open". Ok, so there are some rentals on our street. So I take the kids to a busier street where there are nicer, bigger houses. Maybe 25% of those houses are open. It drives me nuts. I give the kids each a little bucket to fill up, and in an hour and a half we have to walk about 1 mile out and a mile back to fill them up. Not that I can't use a little walking, of course. But carrying a 2-year-old and dragging a 5-year-old in the rain isn't much fun.

On the other side, before we had kids I got to stay home and watch these "kids" come to our house. Sure, the young kids were really cute and that was awesome. But toward the end of the night, teenagers would come up without even dressing up. Some of them would open the candy on their way back down the driveway and eat it on their way to the next house. They didn't even carry bags. My favorite line was "Can I have another piece of candy for my brother? He's in the car. He didn't want to get out." First, tell your lazy brother to get out of the car. Second, what the fuck are you riding around in a car for? Seriously - whole herds of "kids" would ride around minivans. They'd park, get 3-5 houses close by, and then jump back in the car to go to the next area.

My wife once said that she had a couple of "girls" come up asking for candy. She guessed their ages were about 20. Sure, kids are looking older and older all the time, but I think if you can pass for buying cigarettes, you aren't allowed to go trick-or-treating anymore.
 
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Zurp said:
Agreed.

My wife once said that she had a couple of "girls" come up asking for candy. She guessed their ages were about 20. Sure, kids are looking older and older all the time, but I think if you can pass for buying cigarettes, you aren't allowed to go trick-or-treating anymore.
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Ummmm, need I point out that you are missing an opportunity here? 20 year old females knocking on your door asking for candy? Good lord man, I normally have to rent a van to get young girls to take candy from me...

Schwing

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The idiotic occupants of the two cars on my drive home that I wish would have gotten to the final step required to win a Darwin award. Bunch of fucking dumbasses! Here's the rant I posted on Twitter, since I don't feel like re-typing it.

I would not have minded one bit if the two cars full of idiots that were racing and throwing things at each other on a curvy, double lined country road would have ended up winning a Darwin award for that supreme display of idiocy. First one car (double line, mind you) pulls alongside and jaws at the other car, drops back. The car in front of it (behind me) starts tossing water bottles out the windows. I decide it may be in my interest to speed up and put some space between us. As soon as I pull ahead some more to try and stay out of their idiotic ways, the car being pelted with water bottles races out to pass the other car (still a solid double line!). After passing their buddies, they proceed to start tossing out water bottles at the other car. Meanwhile I've lost the space I created from both of them speeding up. We get to a stretch where the lanes separate and gain a striped median through a curve, and THEY BOTH DECIDE TO PASS ME using the median! All while still chucking water bottles at each other and jawing. Wouldn't have been opposed to them discovering what the final step in winning a Darwin award requires. Absolute idiots. Wish I would have been able to get their plates, but they both raced off up the road way beyond the speed limit after they passed me (at the same time).

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Irre-fucking-versible error. :mad1:

I've hated it all my life with such a passion that I could believe I'd made some dumb mistake in a past existence that caused a horrific tragedy. It runs that deep. Although, I've made my share in this incarnation as well.

I'm talking about the kind of mistake that happens in an eye blink, and once it happens, the result cannot be undone. One half-second of oops, and the outcome travels forward with you forever.

Did one today. No, I get that it isn't the catastrophe of all time--no call to EMS or the coroner was required--but it will remain with me nevertheless.
Around the time my parents died, I had a few relatives who were, shall we say, less than ethical. I ended up with very little, either from the estate or in the way of actual personal possessions. (Even some things that belonged to me personally, like a glass piano-shaped jewelry box that I'd had since I was eight-years-old, were never seen again.) A couple tiny things I have kept for the years since were two glass apothecary jars that belonged to my mother. In one of them, I keep dried flower petals from things like a buttercup my daughter brought to me when she was five. The other one holds a collection of stone & crystal, including a palm-sized chunk of amethyst that was a gift. It's been sealed up and on my bookcase for years. So, today, in a frenzy of early fall cleaning, I opened the jar to rearrange the stones. (dumb) One tiny soft green rock slipped through my fingers, dropped barely two inches, but still managed to smash out a half-dollar-sized chunk of glass from the side of the jar. Half-a-second, with a fragile stone you wouldn't think would have enough mass to crack anything, and just like that, something I'd protected for decades is broken.

I hate the irredeemability of time plus error.
 
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What? Nobody else has had anything stupid happen for the last month?

Well, I have. Get a vitamin supplement thru the mail...usually. Have gotten the same delivery from the same company for over a year. Have a mailbox stand with lock boxes barely 30 feet from my patio. Track the package online yesterday and it says it was delivered. Was away, so I did not check the mail until today. Go to the mailbox. Nothing in it--no key, no notice, nothing. Go back online today. Frigging USPS claims the package was not deliverable to a "secure location" and that they left a notice.

I try to use their re-deliver online form. (Lived here and received mail & packages, btw, since 2012). The fucking online system claims it doesn't recognize my address and cannot accept it. I can, however, if I'd just love to, traipse across town somewhere to try to pick up the package. Try calling their contact phone #, it's out of service.

No fucking wonder they're struggling to stay in business.

God, but I hate stupidity like this. If we ever do have a Zombie apocalypse, I hope the Zombies get them all. Wait. Come to think of it, I guess we already have one--that's who they've entrusted with delivering my mail. Explains a lot.

brains...brains...wish they had some

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So, I called the local office this morning. Funny thing. Every time recently that a delivery has been fouled up, I've had the exact same response: Your normal carrier was off that day. So, gee, USPS, what you're telling me (again) is that you are incapable of hiring a competent individual to substitute for your regular carriers when they take a day off? So, is this the same guy every time? And you continue to employ him? Or a different guy, and no matter how hard you try, every person you select to act as a substitute carrier turns out to be a drooling idiot? Which still doesn't explain why their online system couldn't recognize an address that has existed for 30-40 years. Just pathetic. :shake:
 
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Laaaaaaazy ass sales staff at work who think their job is done when they get a meeting scheduled with a client... And this is basically inside sales... No cold calling.

Anyone with digital media sales experience who wants a reeeeeealy fucking easy job? Lemme know.
 
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