NationStates Jolt Archive

okay, rant.

I will be back in a minute to add my own.

I'm angry that you aren't in gabbly and I'm all alone in here.

I sent an email to my state voter registration office more than three weeks ago, asking a simple yes/no question. I'm still waiting for an answer...

I'm angry that you aren't in gabbly and I'm all alone in here.
A cry for help! *heads into Gabbly*

I'm tired of the world and their anti-America rhettoric and their hate and accusing us Americans of declaring that we're the best and this and that when in fact the rest of the world claims to be the best but that's supposed to be right.

AAAHHHHHHHHHH

okay, I feel better now. :D

Automated service lines designed by democrats to make it easier for dog food to be purchased by cats brings out the dancing hamsters, and you know what those dancing hamsters do? They attract grammar nazis who come along and...oh...what...who? Something's not working, probably has to do with Firefox.

3 semi-rants for the price of 1

1 automated customer service lines- I call today to try to help my mom figure out why her phone bill is $300 more than it should be

"thank you for calling "phone company" for english say one"
"one"
"gracias, <continues in spanish>"
"operator"
"main menu"
"operator"
"start new service"
"fuck you"
"main menu"
"billing"
"billing, please enter your ten digit phone number starting with the area code"
*enters phone number*
"gracias <continues in spanish>"
*presses 0 about 50 times*
"I am sorry I didn't understand, did you want to speak to an operator?"
"YES!"
"main menu, to continue in english press 1"
*presses 1*
"to speak to a billing rep. press 4"
*presses 4*
"good bye"

and the freaking thing hung up on me! :upyours:


2 the lady at the Petsmart

"do you have a pet perks card?"
"yes, here it is"
"this is an old one"
"oh, can I get a new one?"
"no, this one works"
"okay"
"but you should get a new one"
"do you have an application?"
"yeah, but we can't give them out unless you don't have a pet perks card"
"well, how do I get one?"
"lose this one?"
"okay it's lost, give me an application for a new one"
"it's not lost I am looking at it"
"okay, use this one then"
"it won't work, you need a new one"
:mad:

3 my next door neighbor-

"I mowed your yard"
"thanks"
"I picked up your cigarette butts"
"I don't smoke, those are yours"
"they really make your yard look bad"
"I know it"
"this is the last time I am going to clean them up, after this I will call the city about your yard"
"but you are the one putting trash in it"
"and yet you don't keep it clean"
"because it's not my trash!!!"
"oh, yeah, I know I cleaned it up when I mowed your yard"
:rolleyes:
"yeah, you did"
"can I have $20 for cleaning your yard?"
"no"
"but I mowed it"
"yes you did"
"I charge $20 to mow it"
"okay"
"so give me my money"
"no"
"I am calling the cops"
"okay"
"fuck you"
"thanks for mowing my yard"
:p

it's not America that people don't like it's the people that run America!

wine bottles don't hold enough wine. who ever thought of 75cl wine bottles. the only thing that amount of wine does to you is make you want more (maybe that's the plan, damn capitalists). give me a litre of wine any day and i'll be satisfied, but two 75cl bottles of wine (a bottle opened is a bottle drunk) and i start to get a little tipsy. thank god for forward thinking i say, i bought a litre of rum in case the wine didn't satisfy. it better be drinkable tho, it's co-op's own brand dark rum. wish i could afford something good. sailor jerry's supposed to be pretty good. damn my international student status and subsequent ineligibility for student loans. working weekends sucks balls. i want to go out partying, but now i have to serve stinking canapes and fake champers to snooty fucking rich people every evening. i'm missing most of a halloween party for work this weekend. actually i'm not now cuz my useless friends never got round to inviting anyone else to their party so it's not happening now and instead i'm going with them to crash other parties where i won't know anyone. shit i need to get a costume still but i'm not sure it's worth shelling out any money for this sorry excuse of a halloween. i slept in this morning and missed a very important meeting about one of my 'degree essays' cuz i was working last night til 4am. now i have to rearrange the meeting and i'm supposed to be doing a presentation for the essay on tuesday, plus read about 20 books for my dissertation proposal by last week, and another 3 for a seminar on monday. and to top things off i'm effectively banned from my flat on thursday afternoon/evening/night cuz my flatmate's boyfriend is over from france and they want to shag til they're raw and my flat has thin walls. fortunately i'm working but i really have studying to do and i probably finish at about 11 or 12 so they'll probably still be at it when i come back. need to buy earplugs tomorrow.

hows that for a rant? :D

it's not America that people don't like it's the people that run America!


Makes sense; it is hard to be mad at a peice of land.

*thinks*
Maybe not so hard..

oh and the bombing of 3rd world countries

If third world countries didn't get a good bombing every now and then, no one would notice them. Bombs bring humanitarian aid...

If third world countries didn't get a good bombing every now and then, no one would notice them. Bombs bring humanitarian aid...

yeah out of my pocket!!!

I hate it when people make stupid and ignorant assumptions about me. :gundge:

I hate it when people make stupid and ignorant assumptions about me. :gundge:

you are a fan on zero7 are you not? and you are new. and you like alternative spellings. that's all the assumptions i can make just now :D

i hate it when i spill my beer down my chin, damn done it again!

i would rant about inner city elementary school education, but i don't have the time.

Have you ever heard someone say "Girl, you crazy" in a tone completely deviod of irony, as if they really thought that dancing on a Tuesday night qualified as "crazy"?
In case you're a complete dumbass, here are some things a qualify as crazy:
A man who thinks that he is a spider
A man who thinks that he his normal, but that his neighbors are talking spiders and so he crushes them to death with a giant shoe that he made in his basement
A man who sets himself on fire in order to kill the "evil spirits" that have infested his clothes
A man who becomes so obssessed with a 12-year old actress that he decides to kill the President of the US to impress her
A man who eats 20 dollars worth of pennies to prevent the gun in his stomach from firing
You might notice that all these things are extreme deviations from the norm, indicative of a loss of sanity, this is because that is the proper meaning of the word crazy.
Taking pictures of your dad while he is asleep? Not crazy, just stupid.
Cutting open your dad's abdomen to photograph the still pulsing organs within while he bleeds to death? Crazy.
It is also possible that you have been listening to Usher while reading this post, in which case there is nothing that I, or anyone else, can do to help you. I can only ask that you kill yourself immediatly, preferably in a method involving ritual disembowlment. That, girl, is crazy.

i would rant about inner city elementary school education, but i don't have the time.

theres nothing you can do about it now the GOP can rig every election hereafter

Have you ever heard someone say "Girl, you crazy" in a tone completely deviod of irony, as if they really thought that dancing on a Tuesday night qualified as "crazy"?
In case you're a complete dumbass, here are some things a qualify as crazy:
A man who thinks that he is a spider
A man who thinks that he his normal, but that his neighbors are talking spiders and so he crushes them to death with a giant shoe that he made in his basement
A man who sets himself on fire in order to kill the "evil spirits" that have infested his clothes
A man who becomes so obssessed with a 12-year old actress that he decides to kill the President of the US to impress her
A man who eats 20 dollars worth of pennies to prevent the gun in his stomach from firing
You might notice that all these things are extreme deviations from the norm, indicative of a loss of sanity, this is because that is the proper meaning of the word crazy.
Taking pictures of your dad while he is asleep? Not crazy, just stupid.
Cutting open your dad's abdomen to photograph the still pulsing organs within while he bleeds to death? Crazy.
It is also possible that you have been listening to Usher while reading this post, in which case there is nothing that I, or anyone else, can do to help you. I can only ask that you kill yourself immediatly, preferably in a method involving ritual disembowlment. That, girl, is crazy.

you crazy

you crazy

lol

you are a fan on zero7 are you not? and you are new. and you like alternative spellings. that's all the assumptions i can make just now :D

No, silly! But I know you like pie and beer! HA! :eek:

i hate the movie "the fog" but it's all thats on the telly.!

you crazy
Oh, so you think I'm crazy do you?
They said I was crazy for mixing peanut butter and jelly together, but I wasn't. I was crazy for thinking the resulting combination was lighter than air and filling a blimp with it.

Oh, so you think I'm crazy do you?
They said I was crazy for mixing peanut butter and jelly together, but I wasn't. I was crazy for thinking the resulting combination was lighter than air and filling a blimp with it.

lol you nutter!

Oh, so you think I'm crazy do you?
They said I was crazy for mixing peanut butter and jelly together, but I wasn't. I was crazy for thinking the resulting combination was lighter than air and filling a blimp with it.

nah, that ain't crazy, girl, you just stupid

:p

No, silly! But I know you like pie and beer! HA! :eek:

:eek: pure conjecture! you're clutching at straws i think!

*shifty eyes*

i hate the movie "the fog" but it's all thats on the telly.!

i know, total crap. i'm sitting here in silence (apart from the fan on my laptop) because not even cable can put on a decent show for me! bah!

I'm deeply annoyed by my paranoia and the fact that "Nah, that can't be" is not enough to convince me that it actually isn't, and pissed off at the people responsible for that.

Have you ever heard someone say "Girl, you crazy" in a tone completely deviod of irony, as if they really thought that dancing on a Tuesday night qualified as "crazy"?
In case you're a complete dumbass, here are some things a qualify as crazy:
A man who thinks that he is a spider
A man who thinks that he his normal, but that his neighbors are talking spiders and so he crushes them to death with a giant shoe that he made in his basement
A man who sets himself on fire in order to kill the "evil spirits" that have infested his clothes
A man who becomes so obssessed with a 12-year old actress that he decides to kill the President of the US to impress her
A man who eats 20 dollars worth of pennies to prevent the gun in his stomach from firing
You might notice that all these things are extreme deviations from the norm, indicative of a loss of sanity, this is because that is the proper meaning of the word crazy.
Taking pictures of your dad while he is asleep? Not crazy, just stupid.
Cutting open your dad's abdomen to photograph the still pulsing organs within while he bleeds to death? Crazy.
It is also possible that you have been listening to Usher while reading this post, in which case there is nothing that I, or anyone else, can do to help you. I can only ask that you kill yourself immediatly, preferably in a method involving ritual disembowlment. That, girl, is crazy.

are you trying to say girls can't be crazy, hmmmm?!? o_0

Oh, so you think I'm crazy do you?
They said I was crazy for mixing peanut butter and jelly together, but I wasn't. I was crazy for thinking the resulting combination was lighter than air and filling a blimp with it.How dare they? No one would ever suspect a contraption like that to fly; you'd be able to catch enemies totally unawares. The plan is pure genius!

I'm deeply annoyed by my paranoia and the fact that "Nah, that can't be" is not enough to convince me that it actually isn't, and pissed off at the people responsible for that.

you're paranoid?! i think i'm paranoid too. the worst thing about paranoia is that the only answer that can satisfy is one that confirms your fears. sucks like a whoorver that does.

How dare they? No one would ever suspect a contraption like that to fly; you'd be able to catch enemies totally unawares. The plan is pure genius!

I suppose it is like going to war with no long term plan. We just attack. Our enemies would never see it coming!

I'm deeply annoyed by my paranoia and the fact that "Nah, that can't be" is not enough to convince me that it actually isn't, and pissed off at the people responsible for that.

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.

*looks to the sides*

Stop looking at me! *flees*

you're paranoid?! i think i'm paranoid too. the worst thing about paranoia is that the only answer that can satisfy is one that confirms your fears. sucks like a whoorver that does.Ah, but have those ludicrous fantasies proven true? Or were they trumped by even more hairsplitting real stories? That truly sucks.

are you tying to say girls can't be crazy, hmmmm?!? o_0
Hm, a perfectly logical question my good man, and one that requires me to utilize the full benefit of both my top hat and monocole. Allow me to don them . . .
Now onto my answer:
"No, quite the contrary: Since crazy is defined as taking leave of one's reason and it is self-evident that all women are born without reason, I felt no need to provide examples of how to determine when a woman has taken leave of the reason that God, in his Medieval Wisdom, saw fit not to grant to her in the first place."

The Boring, yet true, reason: All but the second one were examples of real crazy people, and since the second one was a humorous juxtaposition of the first, it had to use as much of the same terminology as possible.

Ah, but have those ludicrous fantasies proven true? Or were they trumped by even more hairsplitting real stories? That truly sucks.

indeed it does. 4 months in and still getting over the betrayal. the worst of it being they don't even believe it was a betrayal. *could be getting addicted to this ranting malarky* :D

Hm, a perfectly logical question my good man, and one that requires me to utilize the full benefit of both my top hat and monocole. Allow me to don them . . .
Have you voted on the poll yet? If not: It's "monocle"

Ah, but have those ludicrous fantasies proven true? Or were they trumped by even more hairsplitting real stories? That truly sucks.
You don't hear about those stories because the people who really did have someone out to get them, got gotten, and then there was nothing else to hear.

Hm, a perfectly logical question my good man, and one that requires me to utilize the full benefit of both my top hat and monocole. Allow me to don them . . .
Now onto my answer:
"No, quite the contrary: Since crazy is defined as taking leave of one's reason and it is self-evident that all women are born without reason, I felt no need to provide examples of how to determine when a woman has taken leave of the reason that God, in his Medieval Wisdom, saw fit not to grant to her in the first place."

The Boring, yet true, reason: All but the second one were examples of real crazy people, and since the second one was a humorous juxtaposition of the first, it had to use as much of the same terminology as possible.

ah, i suspected as much (truth is stranger than fiction!). just though i'd yank yer chain a little ;)

I want a beer.

And not to be sick.

And to be tired so I can sleep.

Have you ever heard someone say "Girl, you crazy" in a tone completely deviod of irony, as if they really thought that dancing on a Tuesday night qualified as "crazy"?
In case you're a complete dumbass, here are some things a qualify as crazy:
A man who thinks that he is a spider
A man who thinks that he his normal, but that his neighbors are talking spiders and so he crushes them to death with a giant shoe that he made in his basement
A man who sets himself on fire in order to kill the "evil spirits" that have infested his clothes
A man who becomes so obssessed with a 12-year old actress that he decides to kill the President of the US to impress her
A man who eats 20 dollars worth of pennies to prevent the gun in his stomach from firing
You might notice that all these things are extreme deviations from the norm, indicative of a loss of sanity, this is because that is the proper meaning of the word crazy.
Taking pictures of your dad while he is asleep? Not crazy, just stupid.
Cutting open your dad's abdomen to photograph the still pulsing organs within while he bleeds to death? Crazy.
It is also possible that you have been listening to Usher while reading this post, in which case there is nothing that I, or anyone else, can do to help you. I can only ask that you kill yourself immediatly, preferably in a method involving ritual disembowlment. That, girl, is crazy.

Fiddles, I love you. :fluffle:

How dare they? No one would ever suspect a contraption like that to fly; you'd be able to catch enemies totally unawares.

And then bomb them with sandwiches.

My one true non-comical seething burning hatred in life is aimed soley at stupid people.
If I could actually round up all the stupid people in the world, and steralize them, it would have already taken place.
It could be my one great contribution to this miserable globe.

Do I sound bitter?
Probably.

Maybe its becuase it seems as though you cant turn your head without seeing the stupidty of others all around you.
Our President, The British Prime Minister, most world leaders, actually.
You name any given person, and theyre probably stupid.

I was working in a Dunkin Donouts a few years ago, and a Northeastern Lummox wanders in stares blankly at the racks behind me.
He starres for a few seconds, blinks, and says "Whats in them Lemon Filled?"

You inbred retarded plebian mongloidial boob!
"Fucking LEMON!"

One of my best friends, while managing a pizza Hut, takes a complaint call.
It went something like this:

"Are you the Manager?"
"Yes, can I help you?"
"My Pizza tastes like bread."
"Exscuse me?"
"I said, my pizza tastes like bread."
"You mean the crust?"
"No, the whole thing...it tastes like bread."
"Ma'am. It IS bread."

"What? No it isnt."
"Oh my God...are you kidding?"
"What? No Im not kidding..why did my pizza taste like bread?"

How the fuck do you argue with retardation?

I hate it when people talk to me for no reason.

Last night I went to my parents house to fix a perfectly simple problem (the printer wouldn't print), and leave Dad a note telling him how to change to a cheaper ISP. That is all, and they took less than twenty minutes total. I was there for nearly two pigging hours, because my mother and sister persisted in talking at me for that long. I tried to escape, but it was impossible.
I don't mind giving the dog a pat, he will go and settle down after a couple of minutes. I don't mind going upstairs and giving the cat a fuss, because he's been lonely (apparently). I do mind my entire evening being wasted listening to people rabbit on about nothing when I went around to do them a favour. I can't even remember what most of the "conversation" was about.

My girlfriend is almost as bad. We'll spend about half an hour, often more, on the 'phone every night. Why? Nothing has happened. It just wastes time. I will usually get to listen to:

A rant about one or more co-workers, that I've never met, annoying her in various ways, but my suggestions on how to fix them will go unheeded because "she's not like that". Yes, well, if you roll over and let yourself get kicked then people are going to keep kicking, aren't they?

A rant about her mother not doing anything useful/worrying about her live-in boyfriend/arguing with her live-in boyfriend, or some new story about her "little" (he's 25) brother getting into trouble (he's completely fucking useless and should be deleted from the Earth ASAP, but his family keep bailing him out no matter how many times he abuses their trust and wastes the money they can't afford to lose).

A description, to the last minute detail, of exactly what she has done tonight, despite it being exactly the same as most other evenings for the last twenty months. I do not need to know that a staircase ninety miles from me was hoovered. I also do not need to know the recipe for the dinner your mother's much-maligned boyfriend cooked you; "chicken casserole" will do just fine.

The entire conversation could be summed up: "Hi, still alive?" "Hi, yeah. You?" "Yep. Things normal?" "Yep." "Yeah, same here. well, goodnight." "Night."
Or, even better, seeing as we email each other during the day, we could just not bother calling at night if nothing interesting has happened and catch up at weekends. We'd both get half-an-hour extra free time per night! But no.

One day, people will realise that if I'd wanted to sit and spend hours listening to them rant on, and on, and fucking Ariston (just as I've been doing here - but you chose to read it!), then I'd've spent my time at University training to be a psychologist, because then I'd've been able to charge them a small fortune per hour to listen to their ramblings.
I actually spent my time at university learning about computers.
What does this tell you?

You know what I hate? The major political parties of the United States. Nearly all a bunch of money-loving, vote scrounging people of flexible morals.

I also hate cats.

I hate forgetting what i was going to say.

I'm sick of the fact that our (Australian) prime minister is not only going to win the next election but probably also the better choice

Yes, that evil, lying, manipulative toad of a man is a better choice than the indecisive, incompetant losers of the labour party.

I'll vote independant next year, but BOY am I looking forward to the results :rolleyes:

People who hide comments with a white font.

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People who hide comments with a white font.

I really hate that too, at least its not as bad as when they make it really small

I really hate that too, at least its not as bad as when they make it really small

At least they don't use emoticons

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*Screams*

Aaaargh!

Top-up fees at university! Why can't we use the Scottish system?

AAAAAAARGH!

Hey....!!

Where's "Fascist MODs"...!!!?


:)

*Screams*

Aaaargh!

Top-up fees at university! Why can't we use the Scottish system?

AAAAAAARGH!

Probably because it takes too long to pry the money from a Scotsman's fist?

Probably because it takes too long to pry the money from a Scotsman's fist?
The Scots don't pay tuition fees as such, they pay very high taxes upon what they earn until they're 25.

Much better than the UK system where we're about to have to pay £3000 a year for our uni education (I'm protesting about that on Sunday :))

I'm a little annoyed that we get a couple inches of snow and everyone on my team decides to "work from home." Yeah, right.

The Scots don't pay tuition fees as such, they pay very high taxes upon what they earn until they're 25.

Much better than the UK system where we're about to have to pay £3000 a year for our uni education (I'm protesting about that on Sunday :))

I like my idea, but I didn't know that. Until they're 25? I'd be long out of paying high taxes. Too bad the country is so far north the sun goes down at three in the afternoon during the winter.

My roommates
I've been living with two friends for a couple of years. I finally got tired of them. They're slobs. And every time I got tired of one of their behaviors they'd promise to do better, but never keep their promises.
They're really big guys and they fight with each other a lot.
They always want to eat all my goodies and use my computer. They whine when they think I'm hogging my computer.
So last month I moved out. Since the bills were in my named, they now have no utilities. So what do they do- they spend almost 24/7 at my house.:sniper: