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

This is very much work related, so just hang on for the ride. People that don't clean their shit/ work station after a long day of welding, especially stick welding, and people like MovieBob that assume factories and shops are these sterile environments full of robots and are completely clean.

On the first point, even with the cleaner processes you produce byproducts, things like soot and spatter, and in the case of Fluxcore and Stick, slag. Lots and lots of slag. It's hideous going into a booth where it clearly hasn't been cleaned for a week, and takes way longer to sweep up than if you did it daily.

Point two. Even with all the automation, people aren't going away, and a factory in the middle of the day is filthy. We do not live in Star Trek with Replicators. People are still needed in quantity, those robots still need regular Maintenance, and there's things they just can't do, nor can every company afford the latest tech; you'd be surprised how many welding machines well into their 50's and 60's are still ticking along due to regular maintenance, and the fact that many still like them.
I worked at UPS for a few years, and came home every day looking like a coal miner. Makes me appreciate that my cushy office job now is a historical anomaly.
 
I worked at UPS for a few years, and came home every day looking like a coal miner. Makes me appreciate that my cushy office job now is a historical anomaly.
@Meat Target , you're a absolute Saint for sending out all those Christmas packages. Worked in a warehouse for two years; holidays were always nuts. Ever have any weird stuff? Large boxes of ammo?
 
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Ever have any weird stuff? Large boxes of ammo?
Ammo, guns, livestock semen (which is contained in cylinders full of dry ice), train couplings, food, a steel table, augers, you name it. One chick even said she found a busted-open package of dildoes.

My full-time supervisor was one of the meanest cocksuckers I've ever met. I was never in the military, but I'm pretty sure your average drill sergeant is friendlier. The entire reason they have part-time supervisors (who are non-union) is to have someone to abuse when the union workers fuck up.
 
Ammo, guns, livestock semen (which is contained in cylinders full of dry ice), train couplings, food, a steel table, augers, you name it. One chick even said she found a busted-open package of dildoes.

My full-time supervisor was one of the meanest cocksuckers I've ever met. I was never in the military, but I'm pretty sure your average drill sergeant is friendlier. The entire reason they have part-time supervisors (who are non-union) is to have someone to abuse when the union workers fuck up.
I believe all of that, especially the sex toys lol (had a friend at Amazon with similar stories). Sorry to hear about your supervisor man. I know blue collar has the reputation of being rough; at least when I'm welding, I try to be positive to those around me, I feel it gets better results.
 
I believe all of that, especially the sex toys lol (had a friend at Amazon with similar stories). Sorry to hear about your supervisor man. I know blue collar has the reputation of being rough; at least when I'm welding, I try to be positive to those around me, I feel it gets better results.
The people there, whether they were labor or management, were pretty black-and-white. They were either super friendly, or ginormous pricks.

They did some good things for me. I learned how to stay calm under pressure. There was one worker, an older black lady, who could tell the boss was wearing me down, and asked to pray over me before a shift (I prayed with her).
 
The people there, whether they were labor or management, were pretty black-and-white. They were either super friendly, or ginormous pricks.

They did some good things for me. I learned how to stay calm under pressure. There was one worker, an older black lady, who could tell the boss was wearing me down, and asked to pray over me before a shift (I prayed with her).
I feel that, and bless that woman's heart.
 
That every company on earth wants me to download their stupid app. Most of these companies I do business with maybe once or twice a year, if that. Even if I download it, I'm going to have to update it next time I start it up because the last time I used it was 2 years ago.

Why the fuck would I want to download an app, sign up an account I'm absolutely going to forget the password to, and never use it again wasting space on my phone along with 37 other companies' apps that I'll never use? Just make your website more usable, for fuck's sake. In many cases, their "updates" have in fact made their site more unusable over the years. I understand it from their perspective, but it makes zero sense from the perspective of the average consumer.
 
That every company on earth wants me to download their stupid app. Most of these companies I do business with maybe once or twice a year, if that. Even if I download it, I'm going to have to update it next time I start it up because the last time I used it was 2 years ago.

Why the fuck would I want to download an app, sign up an account I'm absolutely going to forget the password to, and never use it again wasting space on my phone along with 37 other companies' apps that I'll never use? Just make your website more usable, for fuck's sake. In many cases, their "updates" have in fact made their site more unusable over the years. I understand it from their perspective, but it makes zero sense from the perspective of the average consumer.
When websites like Reddit and IGN work perfectly fine in a browser, but keep asking me to download the app anyway. It's nothing but more spyware.
 
Very loud car idling. I have a few neighbors that have their Fast & Furious larp mobiles with the fag mufflers that intentionally sound loud as fuck and just sit still gassing it 20 minutes every time they're about to leave.
I have never, EVER met a 'car guy' (the modern incarnation at least, not the retiree who is restoring a Pontiac in his garage,) who wasn't a raging dickhead.

Every single time, all the stereotypes collide. If I see a body kit, huge fart can, or some kind of LED strip under your car, I can guarantee without a shadow of a doubt that you are a raging cunt.

People, companies and shops who put stickers on books and media cases before selling them make me want to beat them with scum-coated pool noodles and scream like a lunatic about Goo Gone's shortcomings as an all around solution for their bullshit. I especially hate when I buy a book online that is supposedly new or in new condition, but it has a goddamn sticker that physically damages the cover in some way when I try to remove it. Can't think of a better way to stress out my evening than surgically removing price stickers from new books meant to be given as gifts.

I hope those retards get eggshell stickers plastered all over their cars and houses.

I'm a big book guy, huge antiquarian collection, love reading, used to buy and sell as an occupation. That said, I feel your pain with the stickers. A lot of those physically cannot be removed without destroying the cover underneath to some degree.

I prefer the 19th century approach - a tiny printer's/booksellers label inconspicuously placed on the flyleaf, or a detached sheet to the rest listing other titles, offers, prices, etc. Completely unobtrusive, doesn't damage the book whatsoever.

But no, I guess we'll place a huge round sticker on the front that reads 'NEW! ONLY 15.99...'
 
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I fucking hate this old guy at my job. He is a boomer who (big surprise) is a self centered entitled piece of shit who does nothing but angrily lash out at people who don't exactly know what they are doing or haven't been fully trained or don't do things exactly to his bullshit expectations, those of which he lacks the ability to keep himself. He never does extra work, or helps clean, or is supportive of any improvements that we try to make at the store.

So this fucking idiot has a pair of shoes that have worn down due to him walking to work, but not buying a new pair, instead buying scratch off tickets (which he rarely wins), and my manager, for some unknown reason, decided to be kind to this man and bought him a new pair of shoes. Immediately, he says that he would have preferred to have lemon cake or some shit. People help him drive to his kidney dialysis, drive him home from work, and lend him money, and yet he still feels the need to treat everyone around him like they fucking owe him something; no bro, we weren't the ones who wasted our fucking life and drank ourself to the the point where we need our kidneys drained twice a week. That was you, you stupid, worthless, wrinkled retard.

We can't fire him or lessen his hours, because then he won't be able to apply for health insurance, and since the American healthcare system is a fucking joke, he would most likely die from not being able to afford dialysis. So now we're stuck with with this bitter old prune who actively acts as a liability whatever shift we schedule him for, like "uh oh, ______ is working tonight, that's one less person who can help with closing shit". And it's not because he can't, but just won't, he just wants to do the paperwork, which he fucks up anyways.

I'm sure some people will read this and be like "oh noes, how can someone hate an elderly person and talk like this?" I don't fucking care. I hate old people, especially the boomers. At least with the old WW2 vets I met as a kid, they DID something. They had fought in the bloodiest war mankind had experienced up to that point. All of these boomers did nothing but act degenerate, listen to Sonny and Cher, lose Vietnam, and fuck over the world and proceeding generations in the 80s, completely trashing the "values" they supposedly fought for in the 60s.

On a final note, this old fuckwit was asked who his favorite people were in the store. Apparently I was his 4th favorite person, which surprised me. Like, dude, you're my least favorite person there. If you dropped dead tomorrow, the store and society would benefit IMMENSELY, due to the fact we would not have to pay for the social security of these old farts, and maybe I'd be able to someday afford a fucking house.
 
One thing I absolutely loathe is when I'm at some kind of social event and someone has to have everyone pose for a photo. Just take your damn pictures without announcing it while people are being natural and happy, damn. Why does "pizza with the colleagues" have to be photographed anyway?
I always make a deliberately retarded face at the last second to fuck these things up. Fuck you and fuck your picture. I never even asked to be in this thing you faggot.
I'm sure some people will read this and be like "oh noes, how can someone hate an elderly person and talk like this?"
There's literally a whole thread for hating boomers. As Gen X myself, we probably deserve a thread, luckily anyone who cares enough about hating us to start a thread has been too lazy to do it.
 
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