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

[The Last Stand]

When "legend" is used to describe a Youtuber. Really cheapens the word.

People give YouTubers WAY too much importance.

 

[DavidS877]

Everyone being fucking incompetent.

Trying to get a new system at work setup, should be 5 minutes, we're now at the end of week 3 and it still doesn't work.

Ordered 2 of an item from Amazon, 3rd party seller. One tracking number, ok, fine. Only one shows up. Have to ask them, hey, where's number 2?

Tried to get an update on the car I ordered, silence.

Try to email companies to get a quote for some work, silence.

 

[UnsufficentBoobage]

My fave cheese cream chocolate cupcakes would not be produced anymore, cause they sold like ass T_T

I wish it was possible to get leftovers directly from the company
/fat

Anyone not giving in to the primal urge to lick it off isn't doing it right

I was answering to a heathen who bins it, I lick leftovers off lids, empty containers, plates, fingers and counter if ketchup does that shit again.

 

[Friendly Primarina]

Everyone being fucking incompetent.

Trying to get a new system at work setup, should be 5 minutes, we're now at the end of week 3 and it still doesn't work.

Ordered 2 of an item from Amazon, 3rd party seller. One tracking number, ok, fine. Only one shows up. Have to ask them, hey, where's number 2?

Tried to get an update on the car I ordered, silence.

Try to email companies to get a quote for some work, silence.

Whoa there, customer! That sounds an awful lot like something a Karen would say. You're not a Karen, are you, friend? Take your shitty service unless you want to feature in my next vent post about how much I hate all customers for wanting basic customer service being entitled jerks.

 

[Not A Bunny]

I was on public transit with a bunch of chodes on the way to a Pride Parade.

I wouldn't give half a shit about all of this if this behavior wasn't practically demanding someone pick on them for their shitty rainbow attire and awful fashion sense.

Meanwhile, I'm stuck listening to this conversation between two gay teen boys about how his father hates gay people but he wanted to tell his mom. I didn't feel like it was my business, but, Jesus, kid, they fucking know. You're wearing fucking bright blue nail polish.

 

[The Last Stand]

I was on public transit with a bunch of chodes on the way to a Pride Parade.

When people eat on the bus and I can smell it.

 

[Friend of Dorothy Parker]

I'm in a sort of strange area where I want to do something DIY, but currently nothing is in need of repair and I don't need anything new. It feels odd to say that things are almost going too smoothly, and it's making it less fun.

I gotta a whole house needing repairs, so if you're bored...!

 

[Flavius Claudius Julianus]

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.

Related, but back when I was in my late teens/early twenties, I had quite an eccentric fashion taste. Think lots of reward jackets, trousers, odd accessories like bow ties, cravats, waistcoats and the like.

I was so attached to the pieces I had, I would frequently fix them myself. Got pretty good at hand-stitching.

I've mentioned this a few times to people I've known, years later, and they found it astonishing that a man was fixing his own clothes, by hand, in the 21st century.

Can't say I've seen a needle and thread in a physical shop outside of 'emergency' sewing kits before.

 

[Fields Of Rye]

Trying to get a new system at work setup, should be 5 minutes, we're now at the end of week 3 and it still doesn't work.

I'm always in shock at how the difference between absolute hell and smooth sailing is always one person who actually knows what the fuck he's doing. I'm currently on month fucking four of fucking with a committee as they slowly come to terms with the fact the way things have always been done was right all along. The day they come to terms is the day I tell them they've been literally agitating an empty container since May.

I've mentioned this a few times to people I've known, years later, and they found it astonishing that a man was fixing his own clothes, by hand, in the 21st century

Whenever I have a bad day I think back to the time someone had a fashion emergency and I was the guy to not only have a repair kit on hand but the only one there who knew how to sew. Keep that shit in a bag people, It will literally come in hand at least twice a year.


Also personally, what's killing me is this committee shit. Long story short somebody at work fucked up big time, like, hellishly, lawyer laughed like a villain when I told him. They had me doing work outside my wheelhouse solo where I should have had a whole team of backup. Admin basically has his dick in a vice, and immediately puts the program into committee.

The problem is A: All of these niggas outrank me. and B: Literally none of these niggas know anything about the system. C: Everyone has a veto.

Imagine a team of suits trying to make popcorn, but if any of them smells popcorn, they panic and shut everything down. And you're the movie theatre popcorn guy who has been making popcorn for 20 years. And when you tell them that the popcorn machine is going to smell like popcorn they tell you you're lucky to be alive, because flavanol is lethal at 2000 PPM, about 100000x more concentrated than the point that you smell it at. And you have to be there, because you were the popcorn expert until management realized you had been running the whole counter solo.

And now there's a machine full of popcorn sitting in the lobby. And it's been sitting in the lobby for 4 months. And oh boy, now it's time to go to a 3 PM friday meeting to discuss how to get popcorn out of a popcorn machine without smelling the popcorn.

 

[Caligura]

niggers

 

[Jason Wynn]

Fucking drug addicted homeless. You can be having a lovely night, enjoying things and being content and then BAM! there they are ready to shit things up. I swear they just spawn in out of the ether like fucking Left 4 Dead zombies as well.

 

[Nick Obre]

I know X, formerly Twitter, is inherently cancerous, and the "For you" tab doubly so, but in the last month or two something happened to the algorithm, or at least my algorithm, that makes it show me every fucking shill for everything that I hate, or even things that I absolutely don't care about.

On the one hand are the Trannies and pro-trannies complaining about TERFs, feminists complaining about men and the Patriarchy, pro-Israel and pro-Palestine spergs in equal measures. But I can understand that to an extent. They're the political themes of the era and they strong-arm their way into everything, ok.
On the other, which is harder to understand, every time there's some controversy about an upcoming game or movie or show, I GET ALL THE SHILLS FOR IT, all the defenders, dedicated fan accounts, etc. Assassin's Creed, Horizon, Stars War, I've been even getting FUCKING ZACH SNYDER DEFENDERS.

What the fuck, Twixxer? No matter how much I click "Don't show me the fucking shit", it keeps serving it to me.

 

[Shek$il]

-The kabuki theater act of meeting a girl's father to receive the usual "DUN HURT MUH BABY GIRL" spiel with light threatening when we've already fucked once and the relationship isn't going to take more than two weeks anyway. I always faked respect because half these guys would open fire and them crying in a mugshot isn't worth dying over to be smarmy about it.

-Traffic light is green, no one moves, total stasis. It turns red, suddenly I'm moving up 200 feet.

-The size of pickup trucks is egregious now, as is the number of features. I can't think of a worse choice for luxury vehicles. The truck was once a symbol of the laborer, the self-starter. Nowadays it's a big gay toy with a pristine bed that's never hauled so much as a jug of milk. Most of the men who buy them are too small to drive or park them properly; children acting out Tonka truck fantasies.

-Password requirements now necessitate unsafe practices. The ideal seems to be a password you wouldn't be able to remember at gunpoint, with a mix of upper case, lower, symbol, no birthday, no letters in sequence, no numbers in sequence, no less than 18 characters but no more than 22 and either saved in a browser or written down in a notebook.

-Sassy servers/waiters. I don't eat at Dick's and I shouldn't know your personality. Be cordial so I can tip you, but do not try to be a part of or a memory of my night. I only have a couple of fake laughs in me before I get annoyed.

-If you crash on a straight freeway and cause traffic to be backed up for 30 minutes you had better be injured. If I see you standing outside of your car with your hands atop your head going "ohhh man" your debt to society hasn't been paid. How the fuck do you crash on a straightaway with no traffic lights on a perfectly clear summer day to begin with?

Last one:
"Humans have two hands."
"What about amputees?"

"The sky is blue"
"If you're able to see blue..."

"Drinking enough water is important"
"Well, not if you have aquagenic urticaria..."

 

[The Last Stand]

When you ask a yes/no question, and they don't answer it accordingly. When people talk over you when you're talking.

 

[Rololowlo]

Password requirements now necessitate unsafe practices. The ideal seems to be a password you wouldn't be able to remember at gunpoint, with a mix of upper case, lower, symbol, no birthday, no letters in sequence, no numbers in sequence, no less than 18 characters but no more than 22 and either saved in a browser or written down in a notebook.

I've worked at a computer shop near several retirement homes and been the computer guy for my entourage since forever. Add the times where I wasn't the IT corpo guy but due to my background I could have somewhat peer convos with the IT staff and we would share stories.

You already know where this is going: password security is the great Satan and you will never vainquish it. Most people are so resistant to basic security measures that, considering the alternatives, writing down their passwords is actually the least unsafe thing they can do.

You only need a minuscule amount of scrambling to make the thing virtually useless to a thief, but that's assuming there would be a thief in the first place, because the method of storage being physically compromised is much more unlikely than social engineering or malware.

It certainly grinds my gears when you give grandma a new phone to replace her old piece of shit, everyone is excited to set it up, then you tell her "just enter your google password so we can get started" and she just blanks. Shit, there we go again. Something that should have been a 30-second speedbump is going to take 3 fucking hours as we excruciatingly go through a full matryoshka stack of recovery procedures.

Just write down your fucking password, grandma. No one is breaking into your home, knowing which of your thousand notebooks is the one with passwords, knowing the exact page, and which kindergarten-tier scrambling you're using.

Most people with IT knowledge don't realize they are akin to fitness bros suggesting strenuous training regiments to people too lazy to get off the couch. Yeah sure they are great suggestions for great results... but the receiving party doesn't give a flying fuck anyway. Ask them to at least get up and walk straight, and be happy if they do.

 

[Neighborhood Curmudgeon]

I hate it when people use politics and/or religion as a shield. Using any ideology to absolve yourself from responsibility is despicable. I don't care which side of the aisle it is. I don't care what walk of life you're from. Being a true believer in whatever doesn't make you any less of a piece of shit. You're still a piece of shit, you're just a religious or political piece of shit.

 

[The Last Stand]

It certainly grinds my gears when you give grandma a new phone to replace her old piece of shit, everyone is excited to set it up, then you tell her "just enter your google password so we can get started" and she just blanks. Shit, there we go again. Something that should have been a 30-second speedbump is going to take 3 fucking hours as we excruciatingly go through a full matryoshka stack of recovery procedures.

Just write down your fucking password, grandma. No one is breaking into your home, knowing which of your thousand notebooks is the one with passwords, knowing the exact page, and which kindergarten-tier scrambling you're using.

Oh Lord, you're preaching to the choir. I have some sympathy because I rely on autofill for some of my passwords. The issue comes with having to walk them through on whatever password recovery the website provides. Or when nobody walks grandma through her new phone only for her to do something to it without her knowledge.

 

[Friend of Dorothy Parker]

When dmv people cannot read a power of attorney and I have to come back at 730 am so they can call the State, bc the Stste's offices closed at 4 pm, to tell them what I know is legally correct.

 

[M3xus]

If I have to fucking sit there and act polite in the presence of an "empath" one more time, I'm going to do something that'll get me written up by HR. No, Kelly, you do not have some special power, now quit yapping and go back to work. White women, I swear to God.

 

[Lone Star]

It's only June and I'm already sick of the heat and humidity. Bring back the shivering cold and snow, I miss it so much.