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

At first I was hesitant about not involving a hospital. My wife was insistent on home births. She doesn't trust hospitals. Over the past three years I saw horrific things done by the NHS in the name of "The Science".

I know to people who are used to hospitals and getting everything sorted out by supposedly trained medical professionals the idea of not using a hospital must seem shocking.
No, I agree with you there.
Many "doctors" are only as good as their ability to use a search engine, and I've seen proof of it right in front of my face many times. IME, there is no such thing as a "general practitioner". You could grab just about any random normie with an IQ over 100 and Google as their home page, give them the power to write scrips, and they'd yield the same or better results. At least the normie would have a reason to double-check what the hell is going on before resorting to throwing pills at you. Especially since they wouldn't be getting a paid commission for some of those pills. I can't tell you how many "doctors" I've run into who don't know the real names for the meds they call by common brands and act like I'm the retard for having to explain to them that I said "dimenhydrinate" and not "diphenhydramine" and that they're going to get someone fucking killed if they don't pay attention. They don't give a fuck about you; you are just some numbers on a file to them.

The overall context you gave earlier is just very concerning. You gave the impression that you don't want your wife to be forewarned because she may change her mind to something that doesn't align with what you want her to do and that you have a seething hatred for women who don't follow your way of life or who say things that you don't want said, regardless of potential consequence to your own family.
 
No, I agree with you there.
Many "doctors" are only as good as their ability to use a search engine, and I've seen proof of it right in front of my face many times. IME, there is no such thing as a "general practitioner". You could grab just about any random normie with an IQ over 100 and Google as their home page, give them the power to write scrips, and they'd yield the same or better results. At least the normie would have a reason to double-check what the hell is going on before resorting to throwing pills at you. Especially since they wouldn't be getting a paid commission for some of those pills. I can't tell you how many "doctors" I've run into who don't know the real names for the meds they call by common brands and act like I'm the retard for having to explain to them that I said "dimenhydrinate" and not "diphenhydramine" and that they're going to get someone fucking killed if they don't pay attention. They don't give a fuck about you; you are just some numbers on a file to them.

The overall context you gave earlier is just very concerning. You gave the impression that you don't want your wife to be forewarned because she may change her mind to something that doesn't align with what you want her to do and that you have a seething hatred for women who don't follow your way of life or who say things that you don't want said, regardless of potential consequence to your own family.
Right, so you made assumptions about a stranger you don't know and got mad based on those assumptions. I added some clarifications to my post just for you. Calm down.
 
Ok, let me restate things. I don't presume to know, nor do I care, whose idea it was to begin with. I don't trust the medical industry either, and I'm from a place with something similar to your NHS. With all that said:

Tik Tok has been a surprisingly helpful resource.

You BOTH are RETARDS. Go to a hospital.
 
I hate it when politicians, journalists, activists, and other disingenuous scum refer to the collective American people and go "we need to have a conversation" about some kind of social issue.

How is it my fucking fault niggers are too busy shooting each other and smoking crack to learn how to read?

And what would I personally do about it anyways?
Me, at that "conversation":
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Teenagers in public are so fucking loud that despite being at a fairground with loud as hell music & the fact that I was listening to music in headphones, their voices boomed above it all.

Also hate stoner retards that smoke weed everywhere. I don't care that people smoke weed, it annoys me though that they smoke in a busy shopping plaza for example when there's some hobo benches a minutes walk away.
 
Also hate stoner retards that smoke weed everywhere. I don't care that people smoke weed, it annoys me though that they smoke in a busy shopping plaza for example when there's some hobo benches a minutes walk away.
I don't know why anyone would do that. It's not even pleasant smoking weed surrounded by noisy people. And it's not pleasant for the people who don't like it, either.

When I was in college, I had a perfect spot on a hill against a wall and for some reason, nobody ever even looked up there, so you could just openly smoke weed there and nobody would even notice even though it was completely visible. I would watch cops walk by and never look up. It was like there was a Cone of Boringness over the place.
 
I hate that normies equate wanting to be alone with being lonely. They assume you must need friends and copious amounts of social interaction or else you can't be happy. Generally speaking, I understand why they think this way. However, that doesn't make it any less annoying. God forbid that I want privacy and personal space! How dare I just want to be left alone!
 
I hate that normies equate wanting to be alone with being lonely. They assume you must need friends and copious amounts of social interaction or else you can't be happy. Generally speaking, I understand why they think this way. However, that doesn't make it any less annoying. God forbid that I want privacy and personal space! How dare I just want to be left alone!
Or the idea that some of us having a small but very tight and close circle is bad, which ties into a big bitch of mine:

I hate when people call me a "friend" when I'm not. In my books, a friend is somebody I trust enough to hand one of my rifles to that will watch my back in a SHTF scenario. A friend is somebody I know will come running if I call for help.
If we're just on casual good terms and we can shoot the shit, but I never invite you over to my house or share anything deeply personal with you? Then we're not "friends", we're acquaintances at best.

I had a boss at a job I used to work who'd always try and call everyone below him "my friend", and I politely asked him many times to not address me that way since I'm his subordinate. I finally snapped at him and told him "I ain't your fuckin' friend, I ain't your chum, I don't even wanna fuckin' see you when I clock out. You're my boss, you give me orders and I follow them, nothing else.".

He looked like a whipped puppy after that, but come the hell on! I fucking hate it when corporate jobs insist on that "we're a family!" shit, and much prefer when there's a clear separation between me (a regular worker) and the supervisors/bosses, and they act like it.
 
If we're just on casual good terms and we can shoot the shit, but I never invite you over to my house or share anything deeply personal with you? Then we're not "friends", we're acquaintances at best.

I think a lot of people expand and abuse the label "friend" in the English language because alternatives like "acquaintance" are awkward and potentially ego-bruising.

Especially when referring to people in the third person.
 
I hate when people call me a "friend" when I'm not.
I hate that too. Most of my coworkers are like that. That assume friendship just because we happen to get along. Do I like my coworkers? Sure, I like some of them. However, I don't consider them my friends. I don't consider them enemies either. They're just people I work with. I would never bond with these people. I don't want them to be anything more than my coworkers because all I need is my family and myself. The very few offline friends I have are more like acquaintances since I don't hang out with them or anything like that, but that's okay because we don't need to be friends.

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This is an addendum to my previous rant about "Being Yourself." I hate how some people think they need to flaunt their perceived uniqueness or diversity. They're still obviously fake plastic people with dogshit personalities, if they have personalities at all, but apparently that's okay if they can show off superficial shit like all their credentials or what groups they belong to or what "adventures" they've been on during their weekends or vacations. On one hand, good for them. On the other hand, it's hard to believe they're truly happy with themselves since they're seeking other people's approval and praise on a regular basis. Holy fuck, do you really need a standing ovation 24/7?
 
I hate that too. Most of my coworkers are like that. That assume friendship just because we happen to get along. Do I like my coworkers? Sure, I like some of them. However, I don't consider them my friends.
If I had to move in the middle of the night and called you at 3:00 a.m. and you wouldn't help me, you're not my friend. Same way the other way around. True friends are rare and precious. You're lucky if you have three.
 
At first I was hesitant about not involving a hospital. My wife was insistent on home births. She doesn't trust hospitals.
My sister-in-law is a midwife. She had her last two at home, rather than going to the unit she works at, because as much as she loves her work and does her best for her patients, she's very aware that many of her colleagues don't.
 
Tramadol really grinds my gears. It's no better than tylenol for me but hope springs everlasting for a magical change to effective.
 
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Gotta hop on the “coworkers who think they’re my friend” train.

I get along with you, we can bullshit at work but I want nothing to do with you outside of work. I make it a point to try and get along with my coworkers because it’s a better alternative than working 9 hours a day every day with people you hate. That doesn’t make us friends though.

I also agree with finding it ridiculous that some people think you’re this ultra-depressed sad sack if you don’t have hundreds of “friends” collecting them like fucking Pokémon and can’t go five seconds without some sort of external stimulation like a hyperactive dog. I have two people in my life I consider true friends. Known them over twenty years and they’re family as far as I’m concerned. I’m not lacking for anything, I have my good days and my bad ones but always know I’ve got my family and my friends. It seems exhausting and shallow/superficial to call everyone you might have a five minute pleasant conversation with your best buddy, where your relationships might be as wide as an ocean but as shallow as a puddle.
 
It seems exhausting and shallow/superficial to call everyone you might have a five minute pleasant conversation with your best buddy, where your relationships might be as wide as an ocean but as shallow as a puddle.
I hate that shit and it devalues and deflates the value of actual friendship.
 
Here's something that's been burning my beehive: gyms. Why the FUCK is signing up for a gym so convoluted? No, I do not want to book a tour three weeks in advance, I do not want to read through a phonebook worth of contract options, I will not download your diet and workout planning app just to spend a half hour talking to the sales rep about it. I am a grown ass man with a big boy bank account and functioning legs; let me walk in, pay for a year or two outright, and maybe have a trainer on hand to check my form every so often. I'm getting real tired real fast of jumping through Scientology-tier initiations and deciphering corpo-hustle talk just to figure out with gym has the nicest showers and least annoying lighting.
 
Gotta hop on the “coworkers who think they’re my friend” train.

I get along with you, we can bullshit at work but I want nothing to do with you outside of work. I make it a point to try and get along with my coworkers because it’s a better alternative than working 9 hours a day every day with people you hate. That doesn’t make us friends though.

I also agree with finding it ridiculous that some people think you’re this ultra-depressed sad sack if you don’t have hundreds of “friends” collecting them like fucking Pokémon and can’t go five seconds without some sort of external stimulation like a hyperactive dog. I have two people in my life I consider true friends. Known them over twenty years and they’re family as far as I’m concerned. I’m not lacking for anything, I have my good days and my bad ones but always know I’ve got my family and my friends. It seems exhausting and shallow/superficial to call everyone you might have a five minute pleasant conversation with your best buddy, where your relationships might be as wide as an ocean but as shallow as a puddle.
Well said! Exactly! I doubt these friend collectors know what true friendship really is. At least, that's the impression I get.

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First, pardon if this is very autistic, but I must get this off my chest. This video pisses me off and I'll explain why:


These people insist that what they're doing is authentic Zen monasticism, but it comes off as more a retreat for bored college students and retirees. While I don't fault them for wanting to try this out and whatnot, I still find it to be very cringey. Real Zen monasteries are not co-ed. They don't do this ridiculous "37 bows" nonsense. And furthermore, they don't mix and match assorted cultural and spiritual practices. These people are treating it like it's a glorified adult day camp rather than a serious religious pursuit. I get they have to the right to do this and yadda yadda yadda, but that doesn't make it any less obnoxious and awful. In my opinon, of course.

Personally, I have a lot of respect for monastic traditions and lifestyles. This includes Christian monasticism too. It pains me to watch these people taking it lightly and treating it like a hobby. They'll go back to their normal lives and brag about how they did this while learning absolutely nothing from it.
 
These people insist that what they're doing is authentic Zen monasticism, but it comes off as more a retreat for bored college students and retirees.
From the very same caste of people who incessantly whine about "cultural appropriation," which doesn't even exist.
 
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