Just plain hate.

Conversations On Creeps ~

I just thought of something else, ha. This one gas station I go to - in the area are alot of hookers. You see them in this gas station. Most are very pretty , tall and slim, black girls - but for circumstance they could be Tyra Banks. Always nice and polite, I've never had issue with them. Wow, nice clothes too! (Hey, I like the funky styles! ) (This gas station is like a Quik E Mart / small store too, and is always busy).

Anyway - there's also plenty of drunks that hang around this place (they sell booze too) - and one time I saw this guy on one of those "Old People Scooters" - at this gas station buying two 30 packs of cheap ass beer. Which he put on the sides of this "Hoverround" type "power chair" - and then propped his legs up on them. And then off he went. Motoring on down a congested / busy street. I saw him going in, paid for my gas, came back out - another quasi loser is hanging out in front and points to this guy, rolls his eyes, says 'how about this guy' ? Yeah. No kidding.

I avoid this place like *the plague* - I do have to gas the car and it's the cheapest place. 90% of the people who work there are assholes, also. The only *normal and polite* people you will see in there are the hookers.

(I told my friend about this place, and the various gripes I have had with it - asshole workers and creepy fellow customers. I did mention the hookers too and my friend said - Wait - where exactly is this place? LOL )

I hate my now ex-boyfriend and the road whore I caught him with on Wednesday. Don't know if anybody remembers, but I've been in a long-distance relationship for 2+ years now and it finally took a toll. The distance finally got us. But THIS girl. Ugh. You know they never start fucking the cute, sweet girl with glossy hair and a great job, they always fuck the trainwreck super-skank. This girl just got a DUI, you can see her mugshot if you Google Tampa DUI and her name. Name is J e n n i f e r L e g l e r. I guess City of Tampa tweets their DUIs.

Fuck them both, I am so pissed off and heartbroken. But he was dead weight anyway. I'm moving back to DC next month because I got my dream job and it's a huge promotion. This jerk is still existing on reserve military orders that expire every year and he has to face unemployment every year. Plus his relationship with his parents is super weird. Both deal breakers as I move into my new position as a DC mover and shaker.

Starbelly, is this the guy who wouldn't introduce you to his parents and the parents are super Catholic and fucked in the head?

Good riddance, on to bigger and better things! And congratulations on the promotion.

ETA: Damn, I just googled her. She ought to be on "faces of meth."

Starbelly -

I looked up this skank too, I think I got the right one, BF is right with the 'faces of meth'. ACK.

I am very, very, picky about men. Which is why I'm often single. I've been around plenty too, no worries. I'd call myself a 'serial monogamist'. And when I was younger I was 'more flexible'. Now, I am more picky about who I will get involved with. I was picky back then, just more picky now.

You get tired of assholes.

Focus on your work. Be careful of who you associate with there too - and I mean as 'work friends' and what you say. Be vague. Don't volunteer too much personal info.
Of course you want to be friendly and 'get along' - so just listen. Engage others by asking them (general) (and work related) questions - people love to blather on and they'll think you're an excellent communicator

This is THE BEST thing! Your new job! YAY! Focus on that.

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I hate my now ex-boyfriend and the road whore I caught him with on Wednesday. Don't know if anybody remembers, but I've been in a long-distance relationship for 2+ years now and it finally took a toll. The distance finally got us. But THIS girl. Ugh. You know they never start fucking the cute, sweet girl with glossy hair and a great job, they always fuck the trainwreck super-skank.

Presumably because he hasn't got an appealing offer for women with their shit together...as you yourself decided (with the distance it just took longer to see it). Good you've shed him now.

I hate new car shopping. My 10 year old car is out of commission. The internet makes things a little better and I'm starting there and pitting dealers against each other with respect to price but I dread the whole process.

My DH is also telling me that I'm Doing It All Wrong, when I put out the basic information such as: we keep our cars for a long time and service is important to us. (Some dealers offer free maintenance or oil changes for the life of the car) or that we are looking for a deal and we could pay cash.)

At one point, he even told me, don't tell them that we don't have a trade-in. WTF? It's a logical question for a dealer to ask, do you have a car to trade-in.

He keeps saying "I wouldn't tell them that," like it's from a Man's Guide to Negotiating a Car.

I can do it, and I did pretty well on my last car, but I really don't want to. I wish he'd take over the whole process if he thinks it's so easy.

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Starbelly, is this the guy who wouldn't introduce you to his parents and the parents are super Catholic and fucked in the head?

Good riddance, on to bigger and better things! And congratulations on the promotion.

ETA: Damn, I just googled her. She ought to be on "faces of meth."

Yep, same guy. I'm not even sure at this point what was true and what was bullshit. His siblings backed up the "crazy parents" thing, but even so, I would like to be with somebody who has a healthy adult relationship with their parents.

I saw this girl in real life, she was his neighbor and I saw her at the pool. She was fatting out of her string bikini and chugging cans of Bud Light. She looked sleazy then, too.

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Starbelly -

I looked up this skank too, I think I got the right one, BF is right with the 'faces of meth'. ACK.

I am very, very, picky about men. Which is why I'm often single. I've been around plenty too, no worries. I'd call myself a 'serial monogamist'. And when I was younger I was 'more flexible'. Now, I am more picky about who I will get involved with. I was picky back then, just more picky now.

You get tired of assholes.

Focus on your work. Be careful of who you associate with there too - and I mean as 'work friends' and what you say. Be vague. Don't volunteer too much personal info.
Of course you want to be friendly and 'get along' - so just listen. Engage others by asking them (general) (and work related) questions - people love to blather on and they'll think you're an excellent communicator

This is THE BEST thing! Your new job! YAY! Focus on that.

This is great advice! Thank you! Yes I'm going to be fairly high up in government. It will probably matter who I associate with from here on out, both professionally and personally. So I am taking your advice to heart. People do love to talk about themselves and it makes them feel like you care.

I hate my motherfucking doctor.

Called her a couple weeks ago to ask about a referral to endocrinology, but between then and now, I also made an appointment in family medicine for the purpose of a referral because I didn't feel like waiting a month for my doctor to call me back and refuse to refer me. Shockingly, she only took about a week (she was off the week I called) to return my call, but she basically pussyfooted around my request, saying that there would be a waiting period of 3-4 months at least because one of the hospitals two endos is leaving, but also saying that there's no way it could be my thyroid making me feel like shit and that maybe I have Lyme disease instead. So I was told to go to family medicine or internal medicine to figure out what kinds of tests to have done. She never ever said she'd refer me because I know she still feels it's not my thyroid. I know it fucking is - I have no new symptoms, save for exhaustion that has somehow managed to get worse.

The fucking cunt knows I have thyroid disease, yet she refuses to medicate me or even let me talk to a specialist (and I do need a referral to see an endo), and I don't know if a doctor would laugh in my face if I requested specific thyroid tests.

This fatigue is fucking horrible. I feel pathetic being not even 30, yet and being so exhausted from doing nothing that I need to take two naps a day.

@Cambion

They all act like they know our bodies better than we do don't they? Just because they spent more years wasted more money on school than we did they think they know everything.

You've asked for a referral and them not giving it to you means that they aren't doing their job. Push one last time for a referral and if they won't give it to you, go find another doctor that will. You are entitled to a second opinion and for someone to treat you that will listen to you and show you respect.

I don't see why it wouldn't be your thyroid, as you have clearly said you know you have a thyroid disease and the symptoms that it has caused for you.If those tests don't bring something up than they can start doing others to rule things out.


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They are having children for selfish and narcissistic reasons, or are simply irresponsible. Funny... Those are the terms often used to describe the CF

~Live, Laugh, Love~

Really hating the washer/dryer unit right now. The hose isn't draining and I have to wait to Takeo gets home so he can help me with it. It decided to fuck up on me during the rinse cycle and I have to finish my laundry at the condo's laundry room. So I get to deal with the laundry police who thinks everyone should just stare at the washer. I just set a timer and put it in the dryer and set another timer since I'm at work, and I don't get wifi in the basement. It the laundry police bitches I'll bitch back, I'm in a really bad mood right now and very happy to take it out on her.

I hate online buyers at the moment. Not everyone, just those looking to scam their way through Ebay. I hardly sell anymore, but I recently had a bunch of stuff to get rid of that was in really good condition.

So what the hell happened in the last 10-15 years?!? The last buyer a few years ago never got in touch, never paid and probably spam bombed me because I reported him (can't be sure it was him, obviously, but he was the only suspect). Now, I have one who didn't pay full postage because apparently the item isn't as heavy as I said so it'll be cheaper. (It's as heavy as I said.) And got as stroppy as a four-year-old. Case pending.

Only two completed auctions in several years, both buyers complete fuckwits? Really? I'll let the rest of the auctions run their course, but this is it. All as yet unlisted shit goes to libraries, animal charities or dropped at public exchange points for the respective stuff. This is not worth the aggro.

How do these people get to adulthood (presumably, it's not as if I met them) without having the special snowflakiness beaten out of them??? Because it's not as if they're sociopathically cunning and sly, is it? They're really quite clumsily self-centred. How do you survive that way???

I've had some serious (read life threatening) health problems lately, and I HATE that I have to wait for my next set of tests. I have to wait until the 22nd to get an ultrasound, which makes it difficult for me to move on with my life until I get the results. Nerve wracking and miserable. It's my 2nd anniversary today, and I HATE having this hanging over my head today.

A list of things that I hate.
1)Lazy parents and pet owners.
2)Abusing animals or people.
3)Kids acting like wild animals around the substitue teacher.
4) Pro-lifers always suggesting adpotion.
5) Thinking that CF-ers serectly wants children.
6) People buying those thunder sound fireworks and let them off past 11:00pm.

"Standard" light bulbs! They explode or pop off!

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" ... what's one more once you've already got two shedding on the couch?"

I hate it when businesses put someone on the phone or at the counter who can't take and retain basic information. The person with the best communication skills needs to be on the front lines, and they need to practice basic skills such as: repeating back what you say to them to make sure they have it correct, etc.

My surname could be spelled one of two ways, and I have the less-common spelling. It makes me nuts when people get it wrong, and they imply I am the reason why they got it wrong. Hey, I KNOW how to spell my last name, and it you have it wrong, it's not because of anything I said. It's because you were not listening and you didn't capture it correctly.

I also hate it it when people leave you a voice mail message and they don't repeat the number. I always say it at least twice, because if the recipient is trying to write or remember, then he/she doesn't have to listen to the VM again.

At one of my mom's doctor's offices, the woman at the counter must have a sensory processing disorder. You tell her things, you repeat them over and over, and she still doesn't get it. My mother's first name is Ann. Not long ago, I was talking to this bimbo on the phone. I ran through my mom's name twice, spelling first and last slowly, only to have the receptionist ask me if my mom's name is "Am." Yes, I know a dozen people named Am, don't you?

I hate travelling with children and I'm absolutely convinced that airlines and trains must, as in MUST, have flights and cars childfree.

Yesterday I was in a three hours flight. Three rows behind me there (thanks be to God, I paid for a seat on the emergence issue, where you never find any kid right beside you) were two girls and, out of the 10.800 seconds the flight lasted, they didn't shut up one single damn f***** second. Not one. "mom... mom... mom... mom..." This was the only sound you could hear. I tried relaxation rutines, I tried to get submerged in my tablet, I tried EVERYTHING. "mom... mom... mom... mom..." I almost felt for the woman, but then I thought that she was the one who had to tell those monsters "SHUT UP FOR ONCE AND FOR GOOD".

And they wonder why do you hate being around kids.

I fail to understand the appeal of a fucking campfire when it's 75 degrees and higher.

We're set up in our RV at this place for 3 nights. It's not a bad place; the only place in our price range, has decent sites and an acceptable shower.

But the damned fires people get going as the sun goes down ....

It's 75 degrees, too damned warm for a fire. And local laws say you can't bring wood from anywhere else, you have to buy it from someone in the area, or at a campground. Whoever is supplying wood for the campgrounds is distributing a crappy product. Whenever I open the door to let a dog go out and pee, wafts of what smells like burning garbage streams in.

I wish we had stopped and bought those puppy pads 'cause I'm not opening the door again until in the morning. I'm just going to put a bunch of old towels one the floor. *blech*

I've ranted about this before but I detest people in the grocery store who have no clue about anyone else around them.

Yesterday afternoon I went to the salad bar at my neighborhood grocery store. When I use the salad bar I park my (smaller, always get a smaller one unless I'm buying something huge) cart nearby.

Some dumb cunt was at the bar and her cart was parked directly parallel to the salad bar, blocking access to some of the salad bar items. I went around her and got what I needed, but she stayed there 5-10 minutes, leisurely going along (seriously, how long does it take to pick your items?) I finally resorted to reaching over her cart. She saw me doing it and gave ME the stink eye.

When I was back over there by the produce section, I saw another woman doing the same thing. So inconsiderate.

That tmobile commercial with Arianna Grande. I can't change the channel fast enough and hear it on every channel every five minutes.
"And I gotta get hoooommme". So annoying. And why is AG wearing a ski parka in the desert? Why?

Total First World Problem but I needed to vent and thought of this thread.

I hate group projects. I just resigned from a committee where I was the only person posting on the email list and practically begging the others to say something. The group is at a crossroads and a major decision that will affect the group's future needs to be made. I posted several emails asking for opinions and posted my thought thinking it would start the discussion. Friday I posted that I'm tempted to start the process of disbanding the group due to lack of interest. I thought someone would reply, but crickets. I gave it 72 hours and emailed the board my resignation. I'll see most of the board members and three out of four of the committee members this weekend, we'll see what happens.

Next committee I volunteer in will have a maximum number of one. If I'm doing all the work, I want all the fucking credit.

Nobody has fired up this thread lately and I have a rant that doesn't warrant a separate thread.

I've been watching the National Geographic Wild channel lately because I like the wildlife rescue shows. However, during commercials time there are CONSTANT COMMERCIALS about these horrid shows like "animal fight night" and other shows that are apparently quite popular. This week is apparently a "special" week for these shows. There are entire, hour long shows consisting of cameras rolling while predators kill their prey. They are quite gory.

I understand that Nature is not kind but I wonder what kind of people want to watch these shows as a hobby? They are violent and sad for the animals getting killed. What is the attraction? Anyway, I hate these shows that show animals getting hurt, even if they are food for other animals.

I suspect these shows probably appeal to the same type of people who like to watch dog or cock fighting. Lowest common denominator.

I hate drivers who go slow until I try to pass them, then suddenly go very fast. I encountered THREE of these worthless motherfuckers while driving home tonight. Why can't they all just fuck off and die?!

Sometimes I wonder if it's worth going out any more. I am on disability and don't work. But I do need groceries once a week. And there are some places in town I like to go, although the list of these places is shrinking. In the past few years several places have either gone out of business or changed for the worse.

This planet fucking sucks.

My body right now. I've had so many motherfucking things go wrong since the summer. It just keeps right on getting worse too.

I had some really nasty digestive symptoms starting back in June - burning stomach pain if I ate or didn't eat, heartburn, stomach cramps (ones that did not burn), nausea, burping, you name it. Doctor would have bet money I had an ulcer and put me on Carafate and Protonix, but one endoscopy later, turns out all I had was a little redness in my esophagus. Diagnosed with GERD and put on Prilosec. Not doing shit for me. The new digestive problems I attributed to the Carafate never went away when I quit taking it, so I don't think Carafate was the cause. Doctor thinks it is even though I haven't been on it for like six weeks now.

Started having heart palpitations about three days into the Prilosec, so I managed to make a same-day non-emergency appointment. Had an EKG and my heart was picture perfect, so the doctor who examined me (not my usual one) suggested that since I think I experienced heart palpitations with Protonix, I've mentally associated having them with PPIs and I'm basically making my own heart go nuts because I had a crummy experience with the last PPI I was on (in other words, it's All In My Head^TM). After trying to find out more on my own, I'm convinced I may not even have acid reflux. With the exception of weight loss (which I'm intentionally trying to do right now and failing at), I have every single goddamn symptom of a giardia infection. Where I'd get such a thing is a mystery, but I think it can cause some similar symptoms to GERD.

If it can get worse, it will. Last week out of nowhere I started feeling really mild flu-type symptoms, I think the day or two days after the heart palpitations appointment. Like on Wednesday I was perfectly okay and the following day I started coughing, my throat got a bit sore, I felt short of breath and my face and eyes felt heavy. I don't know about you guys, but for about two days before I get a full-blown virus, I get these exact kinds of mild symptoms. I've felt like this for several days, which is very unusual for me - these symptoms only ever last two days at the most when it's a typical bug. The symptoms have mostly stayed the same, with the exception of back pain that feels absolutely godawful and just general heaviness/fullness in my chest and when I breathe.

Guess what? My symptoms match those of walking pneumonia! Probably the disease du jour that someone at work brought in from their diseased grandkids. I don't feel awful enough to miss work, but basically I feel like I'm about to get sick enough to miss it.

And because my hospital sucks, I guarantee they won't treat me in the walk-in clinic for this even though all it requires is a throat culture and fucking antibiotics, meaning I'll either have to try and make another short-notice appointment and miss even more work or they'll send me to the ER because the local band-aid station only seems to treat ear infections and everything else from prescription refills to rashes warrants an ER visit. I already have a $1700 ER bill from July when I was having really bad pain in my side and was told by family practice I could have a kidney infection or stone and advised to go to the ER. I'm glad I missed half a day of work and got a four figure bill to find out my biggest issue was a yeast infection.

I hate having a body right now. Anyone want to trade?

My latest pet peeve: people who think parking rules don't apply to them.

I can't count how many times I've seen cars parked along the red fire zone curb in our already rather small parking lot. Besides the fact that your car is not a fucking emergency vehicle and thus shouldn't be parking there to begin with, if you park there then I do not have enough space to turn into my parking spot under the carport. There's support posts on either side, so I have to turn very straight.

Occasionally I have seen delivery trucks and like idling along the red curb...it annoys me, but at least I know they'll get the hell out of the way soon. But private vehicles can find an unassigned spot or park on the fucking street, which is only like fifteen feet away. But I guess parking on the street and walking those three yards is too haaaaaaaard. Assholes.