The Ranting Thread

[Cosmos]

In an effort to get all the OOC boards off to a good start, I'm going to put a thread up here for small rants that don't deserve their own thread because they're no big deal. I'll start:

Today was an idiotically busy day at work and even if my shift was three hours long, two and a half of those three were spent scrambling around trying to help customers AND finish everything else because even if there was three of us there, one of them is in training, and the other is just lazy and talked on his cell phone the whole time. Not to mention I got to explain over the phone to a very angry woman why the behemoth pile of clothes her daughter picked up cost $300 without just directly saying, "Well lady, you picked up ten orders at once totaling over 30 individual pieces and dry cleaning is not cheap. Especially comforters, down comforters, and silk. Which half your crap was."

She, or somebody representing her, is going to come in tomorrow morning and probably chew out our manager for no reason. Awesome.

Okay, your turn.

[Midori]

... Uhm. ._. There was a moth in my pants. And also my parents think I am crazy, and they are being overprotective and ridiculous on account of thinking that if I go anywhere, some crazy man will try to stab me in the face and/or eat my brains or something, despite the actual chances of that happening being rather low.

*is not often good at ranting*

... Also, Christopher Paolini picked up the pen again. >_< And also the Twilight series is somehow ridiculously popular. And I still haven't gotten to go to jail for punching out Paolini in the street, in addition to my day having largely been spent being dragged around by my mom because apparently, despite the fact that she's had the whole summer to do it, the two weeks I have before college are 'FAMILY FUN BONDING TIME'. ... I'm also very hungry. DX

[Cosmos]

Uuugh. My mom is the same way. She keeps telling me that she's going to call me EVERY DAY and tell me to brush my hair and teeth and do things I already do anyway because I am eighteen, Mom. It gets on my nerves and it's not like I can just ignore my phone because I'll be living only 20-40 minutes away and I'm afraid she'll just burst into my room one day and be all "YOU NEED A HAIRCUT. D<"

She never has anything good to say about my hair, or the way I look in general. My hair is long and I don't do anything with it and I'm pretty sure the reason why is because my mother will not shut up about it. My aunt even made a comment about how she can't stop fixing my bangs all the damn time. I hate it, it's like I'm still five.

Don't even get me started on Twilight. I hate most modern interpretations of vampires because a lot of them seem to forgo mythology and legend and just do what will appeal to the masses, which is basically turning them into sissies because badass isn't cool or "hot" anymore.

I also have the ability to breathe dragon-like flames of rantery so I see a lot of use for this thread.

[Kaidona]

FINALLY making use of this thread, homg, it should have happened sooner.

Work situation. Poor. Unemployed versus available job ratio. It's just disgusting. My chances of finding a job before the year is over: ...Are you fucking kidding me? Tell me to bend over and shove a wrench in my ass; you might get somewhere.

My mother does NOT understand the unemployment issue in this area, and apparently has never even heard of the concept of incurring spite. I swear to fucking god, every three days, she absolutely HAS to bitch at me about the fact I still only deliver newspapers and can't take care of my medical bills, my car, or my cat. I fucking know mom, why the FUCK do you think I'm still living in your goddamn house!? I just had to listen to her bitch, again, that I don't have a "real" job, and not only am I sick to death of it, it just makes me want to go looking even less, and it's the same fucking thing every. bloody. time.

"You're too picky! You don't have the credentials to not apply there! Stop snubbing everything with your 'uhhuh,' and 'okay's!" Sor-ree if I don't feel like working at fucking McDonald's, where the pay sucks, the management sucks, the customers are bastards, and you're honestly expected to come in and work when you barely have the capacity to propery pray to the porcelain god. Excuse me if Wendy's has seen both my dad and my sister, and I don't want to get fucking raped. And *GASP!* heavens! I'm interested in being treated like a person and NOT a slave, and that just HAPPENS to rule out Radioshack, Dominos, and Wal*Mart. =_= Compared to the number of places I can work, I don't think avoiding five or six places is going to make THAT much of a fucking difference.

Oh, oops! I can't work at Cumberland Farms or the gas stations, either. Sorry. I'd rather not have to refrain from sneering at every last schmuck that came in to buy cigarettes or fucking scratch tickets, or to recharge their stupid bloody phone card that they shouldn't be getting in a GAS STATION anyway. Go to fucking Wal*Mart for that, you asshole, and stop backing up the lines for entire half hours at a time.

Closing tangent, OH MY FUCKING GOD, SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY WORk SITUATION ALREADY. I don't give a shit about the opinion of someone that's had the same fucking job about as long as I've been alive, and clearly there's a problem if dad almost had to move us to fucking Vermont to get work.

I need to go murder someone's brain now. DX Mom sucks THAT much, and so does every last employer within range of me for not fucking hiring/keeping me in the first place.

[Cosmos]

Good god, your situation sounds exactly like the one I had with my own mother. She should just be glad you have any source of income at all and, learn how getting a job actually works.

I was hounded for like two years over getting a job, as if I wasn't even remotely trying, when I actually was. It's not my fault none of the places I applied to didn't do anything, not even call back, and that fucking online application process that EVERY PLACE EVER has doesn't seem to work at all, but it's the only option.

It's annoying. Places want experience, but how the hell are you supposed to get said experience if they're not going to hire you, because you're inexperienced? It's one big stupid loop and I'm glad to be out of it, however crappy my current job is. A dry cleaners between a coffee shop and a liquor store is pretty much one of the worst places ever for the types of customers that come in, but getting in there a few Saturdays a month will really help me out in school.

The thing is though, I'm only home on weekends and an eight-hour shift, which I end up getting even if I only ask for five hours, completely rapes my Friday night and a good portion of Saturday, and it's selfish of me but that's the time I use to calm the hell down after learning I failed my precalc midterm.

It sucks for pretty much everybody right now, but some people don't want to realize that.

[Kaidona]

I would miss/want my weekends, too. ._.

The real kicker is that I used to have another job, but only by the grace of a friend that I haven't even heard from in months, despite the fact that she lives like five minutes away and DOES have time available when I am because I'm always available. That's pretty much the only way I got my modeling job, too, which was abandoned as soon as semester was over. >_<; Thanks guys. Say I'm an excellent art model, and then never call me again.

My last "real" job lasted three weeks. Three weeks. And then I was "let go" (Read: fired) because no one was bloody training me. "Yeah, the manager says you're a little slow." Gee, I wonder why, Schrodinger, maybe because fuck-wit back there keeps putting me on grill without walking me through how I'm supposed to make your goddamned gyros. The fuck is a gyro anyway? DX I was hired to deliver pizzas, you asshole, thanks a lot for shoving me in the wrong position. Thanks a lot for firing me after I clearly said, in the interview, that I really needed that job, and had no idea why no one wants to hire me.

I'm pretty sure even HE doesn't really know why he fired me, beyond being a lazy, cowardly prick. "HOHSHIT! We made a whoops! Let's sweep it under the carpet instead of clean it up, and then get robbed of roughly a thousand dollars by the replacement driver. 8DD"

...They really did get robbed by one of their newer drivers, too. Izzy found the article and promptly laughed about karma.

The horrible thing is that as soon as I did lose that job, mom jumped right onto the nagmobile and ran me over with the "GO FIND MORE!!" horn blaring. I didn't have the motivation to do that! I was devastated. I've just now finally worked my way beyond that again, but I'm still pessimistic enough to think that even if I do fill out the application, hand it in, and check back weekly, I won't be seen for an interview, let alone hired.

[Jiron]

Turkeys! i HATE turkeys! i think we should just kill them all off! i mean, REALLY~! anything THAT ugly DESERVES to die!

am i right?!

Say yes, fellow comdrades and let us lift up arm against these foul tempered ugly birds of putrecence!

[Kaidona]

Let's also not forget how they try to be every other animal in the kingdom. >:| Lookit the deli sometime. It's appalling. Appalling.

...Someone did a joke on that once. Who the hell was it? D:

I actually do have issues with all the turkey meat hanging around now, though. It's kind of gross. If I didn't want to get fat off my animal flesh, then I'd get cuts with less fat on them. I wouldn't eat turkey substitutes. Or, I just wouldn't eat those specific things, since they're generally copycatting hodgepodge pseudo-meats anyway. =_= I don't need pepperoni or salami, and it's not THAT hard to find slightly less fatty-looking bacon. Turkey bacon has a terrifying consistency. D:

[Shimakuro]

HEY! TURKEYS ARE AWESOME! If you squeeze their ribs just right you can get them to burp and almost throw up >:0

[Cosmos]

... None of you are helping. AT ALL. This thread is for complaining for legitimate reasons so none of us go off like atom bombs and I'm not very appreciative of fakeposts unless they're actually funny.

There's plenty of things I could go on about right now, and it's not even entirely because I'm super stressed out because it's almost the end of summer and I know nothing of what's going on next semester. I don't know where I'll be staying, or if I can even get a room on campus or not, nor do I even know what my class schedule's going to be because I have to talk to my adviser about it. Everybody's telling me to do better next semester like I fucked up on purpose or something. Really? I was planning on seeing if it was possible for me to do any worse. Ugh.

So let's keep the bullshit to a minimum, please.

[Kaidona]

Hey, I made a rant off what popped up, dammit. >:| I wasn't joking about that. I would also have had plenty of REAL ones but no one ever uses this bloody thing.

I'm still getting a whole bunch of "YOU NEED TO DO MORE WORK" shit thrown at me, like I honestly do anything to contribute to messing up all the shit it's suddenly my job to clean up.

My mother picked an excellent time to shove a whole new slew of chores at me, of which range between mundane to slightly retarded, and most of which would just waste my time because few of them are cleaning up after ME. I dirty the fewest dishes in the house, track the least crap into the kitchen, leave the least amount of shit around the living room, and god knows what else because I only got to Tuesday before I busted a gut laughing at the "get all the bottles out of your room" listing. Yeah. THAT's going to happen. And! Everything has to be done before nine. What. My day doesn't start until FOUR.

That crazy woman still thinks she's going to go through my room and throw half of my shit out, and tells me this every time the issue comes up. I'm actually very territorial about my things. Telling me you're going to throw my crap out is like poking a croc in the eye. I've already thrown shit out, thanks. >:| Give me a bigger fucking room and maybe it won't be such a bloody mess. How's that for logic? No, instead the other master bedroom went to her selfish ass so she can cramp me up and bitch about my music that I turn down by 20% increments at a time (WHICH SHE CONSTANTLY CLAIMS SOUNDS NO DIFFERENT. RIGHT MOM. YOU'RE A FILTHY LIAR. YOU'RE ALSO SUPPOSED TO BE FUCKING DEAF), until I can't even hear it anymore. No one understands why I didn't get moved into that room when Jess moved out.

But yes. Now I'm the maid. And on top of that, I'm also the slave cook. AND, OH LOOK AT THAT, I'M PAYING RENT. WHY AM I PAYING RENT AND BUSTING MY ASS FOR YOU JERKS?! Yeah, mom decided that when I'm suffering sweltering heat on a bike on DEMONIC roads with shitty income and a $250 repair over my head, that would be the PERFECT time to go charging me rent and dumping chores on me. Someone's listening to my bitchy, immature, idiot brother WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH I think. =_= Clearly it isn't enough that I pay for my own food all the goddamn time. And the best part is? Last time we got into an argument over my tendency to put off the shopping when I felt like shit? She accused ME of treating HER like shit.

[Chachoregard]

So yeah. Tonight I was supposedly being brought into my dad's workplace, which would be the kitchen area of a Jack In The Box and be trained during his graveyard shift with my mom. He was willing to getting in trouble with his manager, and possibly being fired for doing such an insolent thing, and he would all do it so his youngest son could have some damn job skills. I was in this rather unnatural level of optimism all throughout the day, actually happy about the damn fact that two weeks worth of learning how to cook in a grill, a fryer, and learning how to tame the touchscreen cash register.

Mom wasn't too happy about this, said it was an unnecessary risk, but he didn't care. He wanted ME to have some job skills, come hell or termination.

t was all good, until just about 10 minutes ago. My brother came up to him and started to speak about him about how other restaurants could train him without them getting in trouble. This got my dad thinking.

As for me, I was slightly giddily getting myself ready by putting some nice clothes, making it as close as possible to make it seem like I was a emplyee at his place. Then, without sudden warning, he said to me, "Erick, you know what? Stay here."


God-fucking damn it.

So now I'm sitting here, seething at my brother ESPECIALLY because he just had to speak to him about this! If he could have kept his mouth shut, I would have been halfway with my mom and dad, HELPING THEM. But no. Can't have nice things, including job skills. Fucking great.

[Jiron]

Ooog. That blows. And here I am trying to find a way to get RID of one of my jobs. Although I -do- understand the whole ideals of stupid brothers. I have one of those myself. Honestly though, with work and everything, a lot of it has to do with the economy in the area you live, the rest of it is initiative. Just having the right type of attitude can honestly do you wonders. I'm sure something'll open up for you.

Personally, as I said, I'm trying to get rid of one of my jobs. Between the two I actually get paid for I'm really not making much of anything money wise, and the two of them have seemed to simultaneously decide that sleep is not something they feel obligated to grant me.

I barely enjoy working a double, and it seems to me like i'm going to be heading for a tripple-shift tonight into tomorrow. It's times like these that I have to wonder if the money's realy worth the stress. People are always saying "the grass is greener on the other side", and y'know what? It's kind of true in my case. I've been to the other side, and living all the way where I had moved had been so EASY! The cost of living alone was so incredibly cheap! The only problem was...well...I'm not even rightly sure anymore. I think the biggest issue was companionship. I had turned into a hermit out there.

Emotionally set the problem is always occupational. Unlike my last place. Anyways, as to you, just try and keep your chin up.