You Know What Grinds My Gears? - Things that personally piss you off

I took the most large ass dump and clogged the toilet. I can't even fix it with the plunger.

EDIT:

I fixed it!

I ended up turning off the water to the toilet, poured some dish soap in the bowl, and let it sit for an hour or two. I turned the water back on and flushed a couple of times. It's completely unclogged.
When people make it obvious that they took a massive dump.
 
When people make it obvious that they took a massive dump.
Speaking of which I have a coworker who takes these curry smelling dumps that leave a sandy streak in the bowl. What the fuck is that old fat bitch eating? I used to be embarrassed for her but now that she's started being an asshole to me I just get fucking angry when I see her stomping out of the bathroom.
 
People who don't clean up streaks in the bowl after doing the deed. It's gross.
This particular bowl must have been etched with some cleaning product because it is really difficult to get a clean flush, however I've learned to 1) not crap at work 2) put some paper in first 3) not eat terribly 4) put in the work, as the wokies say.
This bitch just keeps getting rich soups every day at Julio's, I see them in the fridge. Then she steams up the place when she should be flushing the whole time she's in there. Then I can hear her frantically flushing and unrolling paper and flushing and rolling paper again over and over until she gives up, waits for the other person to leave, and then escapes.
Bitch, I know you're the only one who wears Birkenstocks with socks.
But someone explain the sand. Why is her shit sandy and yellow?
God I'm drunk and I hope I didn't just dox myself by describing my work nemesis' loose stools and shoes.
 
I’ve been trying to replay battlefield but after being months away from it I realize how much ass I am at the game. Replaying battlefield 4 campaign to get the hang of it.
 
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God I'm drunk and I hope I didn't just dox myself by describing my work nemesis' loose stools and shoes.
A bit horrifying, but very funny to read indeed. I think Boom Boss is your nemesis :story:
I took the most large ass dump and clogged the toilet. I can't even fix it with the plunger.
 
Buying christmas presents for everyone I share more than 6% of my genetic code with. I don't even know half these people but I'm supposed to buy them a meaningful, heartfelt present and then smile and take it on the chin when they forgot to buy me on in return? And what's the point if they do? It's just an inconvenient way to swap money with each other. I could take all the money I'm spending on these people and buy myself a really nice bottle of whisky.

Also, the way master of malt does flash sales. Fucking nuts.
 
Being obligated to spend time with miserable fuckwits on the holidays. Every year they do nothing but bitch about how unhappy they are, suck all the fun and joy out of getting together but I’m the asshole if I want no part of it and just want to do my own thing without a black hole of negativity ruining it all.
 
Buying christmas presents for everyone I share more than 6% of my genetic code with. I don't even know half these people but I'm supposed to buy them a meaningful, heartfelt present and then smile and take it on the chin when they forgot to buy me on in return? And what's the point if they do? It's just an inconvenient way to swap money with each other. I could take all the money I'm spending on these people and buy myself a really nice bottle of whisky.
You don't have to buy them a gift. Most of my family doesn't do gifts with each other and said they don't want gifts. It might be the same with your family, and you are overthinking things.
 
People who blare their awful music, especially in a small space like an apartment gym.

Nobody wants to hear your shitty goblino mumble rap that sounds like a dying animal. There is a sign that explicitly says "No loud music". Put some damn headphones in.

(I'm too polite to say anything when this happens, so all I can do is focus all my anger and hatred into my workout efforts).
 
People who blare their awful music, especially in a small space like an apartment gym.

Nobody wants to hear your shitty goblino mumble rap that sounds like a dying animal. There is a sign that explicitly says "No loud music". Put some damn headphones in.

(I'm too polite to say anything when this happens, so all I can do is focus all my anger and hatred into my workout efforts).
i notice people with the blandest taste also tend to be the ones that want to "share" it with others
 
This particular bowl must have been etched with some cleaning product because it is really difficult to get a clean flush, however I've learned to 1) not crap at work 2) put some paper in first 3) not eat terribly 4) put in the work, as the wokies say.
This bitch just keeps getting rich soups every day at Julio's, I see them in the fridge. Then she steams up the place when she should be flushing the whole time she's in there. Then I can hear her frantically flushing and unrolling paper and flushing and rolling paper again over and over until she gives up, waits for the other person to leave, and then escapes.
Bitch, I know you're the only one who wears Birkenstocks with socks.
But someone explain the sand. Why is her shit sandy and yellow?
God I'm drunk and I hope I didn't just dox myself by describing my work nemesis' loose stools and shoes.
I don't like a single thing you just described.
 
When every single autistic at my workplace sends me messages on Slack like this:

Hey

I ran out of staples

Can you get me some new ones

Oh,

Never mind, I found some in the stationary cupboard.

We ran out of toilet paper

In the mens bath room

btw

FUCKING SEND IT IN ONE MESSAGE OH MY GOD.

Bonus point for them walking over to my desk immediately and asking if I received their messages, yes I did cunt, none of those things have anything to do with my job, I am not the office mother, be a man and sort yourself out.
 
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