What is it about driving a car that turns people into such shitheads? Awhile ago I had the pleasure of merging safely onto a highway, only to be honked at by an asshole who proceeded to tailgate me with his brights on for a mile or so till I exited the highway. He exited too, which made me think “ok, it’s time to drive over to the police department,” but fortunately the fucker went a different way.
Ok, he was probably a shithead to begin with.
Going on weeks now without a smooth night’s sleep, just finished 3 days of nebulizer treatment (3x/day) and still waking up around 3 am to an asthmatic coughing fit each night.
So…I get sleepy around midday, because I’m always so tired and fatigued these days, and no sooner than laying my head on the pillow, the guys across the street who have 1/3 of an acre of free space in their compound drag their rockola out to the street to crank it full blast and drink beer on the sidewalk. Because reasons I don’t understand.
I just want to move the fuck out of Tijuana so bad right now.
Anonymity, the protection of a 3000-pound hunk of metal, and…
A preening, posturing alpha-male shithead, I’ll bet.
Same thing happens in “nice” Minnesota.
Meet an average Minnesotan face-to-face, and they will be blandly polite. But put them in a car and you will see how not-nice they can be.
I just arrived home to find that someone has stolen my iron lawn chairs from off my front porch… but they left the table behind.
Would you prefer they took the table and left the chairs?
Seriously though, I’m sorry that happened to you.
I’d prefer if they hadn’t been punk-ass thieving bastards at all, and had just left my shit alone.
Someone once stole my parking change out of my car. Which, okay, if you’re desperate, it doesn’t make me happy, but I can somewhat sympathise. The part that pissed me off was that they also stole the ashtray and left me with a hole in the dash.
People will steal the strangest of things. You have my sympathies.
Let’s hope, with winter temperatures coming on, they freeze their butts off in a waffle pattern.
That happened when my apartment was robbed when I was living in the Caribbean; they took my rinky dink camera, my tazer (which I’d never even gotten to use) the cheap jewelry from my jewelry box, and the change out of my change dish.
I didn’t have a tv back then, and there was no real money in the unit, as I had it on me; it was like being robbed by a fuck-tarded crackhead.
O_o
Such a frustrating image.
It was a gift from one of my nerd buddies on the island who likes giving his female friends weapons for self defense. He also once gave me a cool kubaton (which got lost years ago.)
i once had someone steal one of a pair of potted plants off our porch. mind you, they have to go through a gate (3’ fence, not a big fence, but still), and across the yard and up 6 steps to get to where the plant was on one side of our front door.
well, even though i was shocked by how brazen it was, i decided i would not live in fear about it, and i left the other one, its mate, on our porch. sure enough, a week later they came back and got THAT one, too. bastards!
Once I got home late from work an interrupted a theif in the act of rummaging through my 6th-floor apartment. They must have fled out the window when they heard my key in the lock. I soon discovered they opened everything, but I nothing seemed like it was missing. And then in the spring I discovered they had stollen my beloved Ray-Bans.
i really hate when the cost of shipping something is more than the thing itself. $5.00 item, $10.50 shipping via USPS? what the fuck.
I bet that one was a teenager dare…
I bought a new cartridge to try to replace an old broken sink cardtridge. I tried to install it. I followed the instructions, such as they were. It got stuck partway in and partway out. I had to remove it, and found that one of the rubber fittings had broken. I have a matching fitting from the old cartrdige, so if I don’t have another break that’s alright. But I have to broken sets of fittings in the faucet… Apparently this is a known issue with Moen.
Customer support wants photos of everything, so I need to wait until I can buy a camera.
I haven’t managed to remove every bit of rubber, but have removed enough to restore reasonable water flow, and insert the cartridge. Still several hours of extra work.
Christmas lists that ask for clothing without providing sizing information.
Ponchos are clothing and one size fits most.