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

Went to a party this weekend. Someone there who calls himself a hardcore retro game collector brings PS2 and Guitar Hero 1 and 2. Guy hooks it up to a modern TV, when I say it will not work right because they were designed for CRT's he blows me off like I'm a retard.
Any "hardcore retro game collector" would know that analog on an HDTV would cause input lag because of how the resolution counts frames from a CRT vs. an HDTV.

Who calls themselves a "hardcore retro game collector?" They're the reason why older games skyrocket in price.
 
You ever know a person that you just HATE upon seeing them? We all know that ONE person that immediately puts you in a bad mood.
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That describes most people who have the nerve invade the 50-foot radius around me without my permission.

No, I'm not some socially-anxious headcase. No, I'm not just a misanthropic asshole. I really, truly, honestly AM being intentionally gangstalked by the dumbest, most annoying, least self-aware humanoid traffic cones on the planet.

If you grind my gears, then as far as I'm concerned, you are doing it on purpose.
 
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No, I'm not just a misanthropic asshole. I really, truly, honestly AM being intentionally gangstalked by the dumbest, most annoying, least self-aware humanoid traffic cones on the planet.
Work in HR, retail, customer service, or tech support. Your misanthropy will grow within weeks.

When you get off work, and people immediately expect you to do something for them. Can I just unwind for a second?
 
Retards (unsurprisingly, often Indians) including a completely useless "conclusion" section in written guides. No, we do not need to know that we just learned how to get equipment X in Retard Quest IV, or that we just stepped through how to use tracert to backtrace some idiots IP. You've never had an original thought in your life, your entire existence is just aping what you've been taught without a second thought. The introduction to your life was unwarranted and the conclusion will read "here lies a complete waste of resources."
 
Who calls themselves a "hardcore retro game collector?" They're the reason why older games skyrocket in price.
Well, he didn't actually call himself that I guess, but it's the best way I could describe the vibe he seemed to want to give off. He called himself "hardcore gamer" and a "retro collector" at some point though.

Just this idea that he spent a lot on a shitload of games so he takes this shit *very* seriously even though he seems to have very little knowledge about it outside of prices and such.

Edit: At one point he told me he likes to watch Lady Decade, and I think that was the point that I excused myself.
 
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Just this idea that he spent a lot on a shitload of games so he takes this shit *very* seriously even though he seems to have very little knowledge about it outside of prices and such.
You would THINK that taking retro gaming seriously would mean understanding a basic nuance of how TVs function in relation to playing on native hardware.

When meetings get sidetracked into conversations about whatever show they saw, I'm just sitting there like WTF are we talking about?
 
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This oldfag in the lab is always on my ass about when I'm gonna have more of this or that ready to go and it's like, listen you dumb motherfucker, you want me to give more 75 footers? How about I give you the fab shop managers number and you can bitch at him for not having the material ready that I need to make product. Better yet, how about you take your near retirement ass to the head honcho in the next building and tell him to hire more machinists instead of bitching at me for shit I literally have no control over. I cannot make what you need if I do not have the mats. It's that fucking simple.
 
Hotels fucking suck now. I have to travel a lot for work and ever since covid, you can't get a goddamn hotel employee to do shit.

I've been at this supposed four star hotel for two months now. They have cleaned my fucking room once.

I have to leave every goddamn morning at 4am to get to the site I'm working at. Every fucking morning, I got to sit at the parking lot exit, pressing the fucking phone button because the stupid print out QC code they gave to let me in and out doesn't fucking work and the woman who handles the night shift at the front desk is never awake.

I'll even stop at the front desk, wake her fucking ass up as she is sleeping there, and somehow in 10 minutes, she out again.

I'm FUCKING PAYING $58 A DAY FOR PARKING!!!

Well my company is. It's the principle damn it. And of course, anything happens to my rental car, I'm liable for it, not this shithole that is charging me out the ass to use a parking garage filled with homeless crackheads.

I make good money but I'm to the point that shit ain't worth it. I get better customer service in 3rd world countries.

Every fucking job assignment is like this now. Whether I'm staying at a resort hotel or some fleabag shit motel on the side of the highway, it's the same experience in the US...and Canada. Traveling in Canada is the same God awful experience.
 
I planted a new type of mint in a flowerpot on my patio. Two weeks later, the seeds hadn't shown any signs of sprouting, so I figured I got a bad batch of seeds, or I planted them too deep, or not deep enough, or whatever. I thought about giving up, but I kept tending the pot and being patient, not really expecting anything, and now, two weeks after that, I'm starting to see tiny little sprouts. I'm feeling hopeful and happy that my patience paid off. I go out this morning to water the seeds to see that a chipmunk has been digging in the pot. Little chipnigger has a million acres of open grassland and woods to dig in, and he has to dig in my one pot of mint now, only after I was given a small, fleeting bit of hope. Not even to eat the plants, just to dig a hole, scatter the fragile little sprouts, and fuck with me. I hate the thought of hurting animals, but I think I could snap that chipmunk's neck in front of his children and not lose a wink of sleep over it.
 
I'm having a hell of a time finding a single spool of thread. Everywhere I go no one sells thread. I have just about every color but black and most of my clothes are black. And old. That's why I ran out. 😓

Supermarkets and pharmacies used to sell single spools in housewares. But even the travel sewing kits are never in stock if they carry them at all. Target had nothing. Ironically they knocked down the fabric store to build that Target. I've been putting off just ordering a spool from Amazon because I want to actually buy it in a store because that's the way it should be. But I've been to so many stores and no one has anything.

It seems as soon as fast fashion became a thing people stopped caring about mending clothes. I guess that Chineseum top from Temu would probably fall apart if you pierced it with a sewing needle. So why bother? Just order a new one.

My sewing skills are sloppy but I can at least mend clothes. And right now I have to do that so I really need that elusive spool of thread. If Walmart doesn't have it I'm gonna have to buy it online. But I shouldn't have to do that because stores should sell spools of fucking thread. :mad:
 
The Wikipedia page for Japanese media with an English name having the Japanese script followed by a transliteration.

It's specific to weaboosturbators too. The pages for Gothic 3 (German), Beyond Good &Evil (French) or Stalker (Russian/Ukrainian) don't feel the need to include how non-English speakers would awkwardly pronounce it.

Typical example:
Dead or Alive Xtreme Beach Volleyball (デッドオアアライブエクストリームビーチバレーボール > Deddo Oa Araibu Ekusutorīmu Bīchi Barēbōru)

If the name is the same it serves absolutely no purpose whatsoever. Hey guys, fancy a game of BORÉBORU? It helps me feel ARAIBU.

"What's wrong, you don't want to know how it's pronounced?" I already know, it's pronounced motherfucking volleyball.

I want whoever voted this shit deddo with ekusutorimo prejudice.
 
I am so fucking sick of boomers. The actual ones, 60+ yo. One came to my workplace today, dressed like a fucking crackwhore and looking the part too, with dry, shriveled skin sporting a disgusting fake tan, smelling like a radioactive waste spill. I had to sit and passively listen to this absolute cunt self-grandiose for 60 minutes while complaining how everyone around ~35yo is worthless, lazy, entitled and will 100% be left completely helpless if they, LE BASED OLD GUARD (who doesn't know the difference between a shortcut and an exe), retire or die. She's some nondescript physician running a private clinic (which was sold to her for pennies after she got booted from her hospital job), earning well over $20000 MONTHLY, and complains how she can barely scrape by while treating herself to 2-3 week long vacation every 3 months in "exotic" countries, living in a 10 bedroom, walled off mansion with private security and providing slave wages to the staff employed by her (who provide garbage service anyway). She CONSTANTLY bitches about having to pay ANY taxes and how she DESERVES to have deductions, because reasons. Never in my life have I felt the need to choke the everloving shit out of someone mere feet away from me. Rich old people all need to be fucking turned into furniture.
 
Any "hardcore retro game collector" would know that analog on an HDTV would cause input lag because of how the resolution counts frames from a CRT vs. an HDTV.

Who calls themselves a "hardcore retro game collector?" They're the reason why older games skyrocket in price.
This is fucking with my memory of time and making me feel very old. I'm my mind they were out at the same time but when I think about it you 100% right.
On a side note I tried playing mariocart64 on a 60" TV not long ago ... That's terrible.
Hotels fucking suck now. I have to travel a lot for work and ever since covid, you can't get a goddamn hotel employee to do shit.

I've been at this supposed four star hotel for two months now. They have cleaned my fucking room once.

I have to leave every goddamn morning at 4am to get to the site I'm working at. Every fucking morning, I got to sit at the parking lot exit, pressing the fucking phone button because the stupid print out QC code they gave to let me in and out doesn't fucking work and the woman who handles the night shift at the front desk is never awake.

I'll even stop at the front desk, wake her fucking ass up as she is sleeping there, and somehow in 10 minutes, she out again.

I'm FUCKING PAYING $58 A DAY FOR PARKING!!!

Well my company is. It's the principle damn it. And of course, anything happens to my rental car, I'm liable for it, not this shithole that is charging me out the ass to use a parking garage filled with homeless crackheads.

I make good money but I'm to the point that shit ain't worth it. I get better customer service in 3rd world countries.

Every fucking job assignment is like this now. Whether I'm staying at a resort hotel or some fleabag shit motel on the side of the highway, it's the same experience in the US...and Canada. Traveling in Canada is the same God awful experience.
I enjoy that it always takes 30+ mins to check in while the brown folk behind the counter very slowly type your info in. I have a reservation, wtf are you typing back there? It should take 30 seconds. Then every 3-4 days the key will tell you to fuck off when you get back from work and you get to do the same shit again...
I spent 10 years working out of town doing the hotel thing (with a few less stars) and I don't miss that shit at all.
 
We got this gay beverage can- and bottle return scheme in my country to limit littering (a can is 25 cents and a glass bottle eight cents respectively) so why doesn't the return machine at Lidl accept glass bottles? It's the only grocery store where you have to lug your glass bottles to the cashier instead of putting them in the machine. They do sell beverages in glass bottles, too.
If I get mad. "If you're so bothered, why don't you call them".
Sometimes you can't win in a relationship. I feel your whole post HARD.
Do people not eat the stuck youghurt from the lid?

I barely eat youghurts, but cleaning lid with the spoon first helps with Fucker Corners.
Anyone not giving in to the primal urge to lick it off isn't doing it right :story:
 
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