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

Slight bluecollar PL:

When a company keeps their shittiest workers and doesn't discipline them even once all because no one wants to work for them (for good reason) and they are desperate to have manpower. For example, we have a foreman who disappears from the jobsite 50% of the day whenever he is on a project, and better yet he comes in half the time smelling like weed. The other workers have a bad absenteeism and tardiness problem, but they get paid the full shift anyways. In other words, if you show up on time, you don't get shit, not even a bonus. You are treated in the same regard as the shitbags that can't even do something as basic as showing up on time.

Its a fucking personal insult to be held to the same standard as people who not only can't show up on time, but have been on record to either destroy expensive equipment or lie about people behind their back to the boss.
 
Slight bluecollar PL:

When a company keeps their shittiest workers and doesn't discipline them even once all because no one wants to work for them (for good reason) and they are desperate to have manpower. For example, we have a foreman who disappears from the jobsite 50% of the day whenever he is on a project, and better yet he comes in half the time smelling like weed. The other workers have a bad absenteeism and tardiness problem, but they get paid the full shift anyways. In other words, if you show up on time, you don't get shit, not even a bonus. You are treated in the same regard as the shitbags that can't even do something as basic as showing up on time.

Its a fucking personal insult to be held to the same standard as people who not only can't show up on time, but have been on record to either destroy expensive equipment or lie about people behind their back to the boss.
I feel this so hard. Like I'm currently experiencing this in my workplace. I feel like out of the 8 very good workers on my team, we are swarmed with lazy dipshits who somehow got hired. I think primarily it is because of their skin color because I swear, there's a pocket of niggers who can't do even the simplest of jobs. There's one of them in maintenance who I swear, just lazily pushes a broom and gives this 'pity me' expression like we're supposed to feel sorry for his lazy ass. No, nigger, I'm not feeling sorry for you, I'm feeling contempt for you because everyone else competent has to do things you seem to can't.


And the rest of them, christ, they prioritize their stupid phones so they can talk to their equally backward-ass friends from afar. Last night, I actually had to be forced to drop my productivity so I can help a nigger out who was obviously lagging behind (as always) and we're all pressured to meet some arbitrary standards. You can guess where the highest level of expectancy rests, if you guessed them, you are wrong. It is on the shoulders of me and the seven other good workers, having to pull magic out of our asses to make up for the dead weight niggers and migrants who got hired primarily because "I from shithole country, I need job" card.

Anyone in any job field can feel this.
 
Adding on to the shitty coworker gripes, I can’t stand assholes who are constantly late. I get being 5-10 minutes late once in awhile, shit happens; but when it’s a constant thing it’s incredibly disrespectful to the rest of your team.

My dad drilled into me when I first entered the workforce that arriving 10 minutes early is being on time, arriving exactly when your shift is supposed to begin is late, and anything after that is just being a dick. I’ve stuck by that mindset since.
 
Adding on to the shitty coworker gripes, I can’t stand assholes who are constantly late. I get being 5-10 minutes late once in awhile, shit happens; but when it’s a constant thing it’s incredibly disrespectful to the rest of your team.

My dad drilled into me when I first entered the workforce that arriving 10 minutes early is being on time, arriving exactly when your shift is supposed to begin is late, and anything after that is just being a dick. I’ve stuck by that mindset since.
This applies to dating too. I dated a girl once who was always AT LEAST 20 minutes late. She literally didn't show up on time ONCE. 20 minutes was best case scenario, 45 minutes was not unheard of and the worst offense was 2..5 hours late into a 5 hour event with my friends, who were all married or dating, whereas I was unnecessarily given 11th wheel treatment (not from my friends, they didn't make me feel wierd). It is honestly a power thing. Making people wait is an attempt at a display of dominance when it is habitual and constant.
 
My dad drilled into me when I first entered the workforce that arriving 10 minutes early is being on time, arriving exactly when your shift is supposed to begin is late, and anything after that is just being a dick. I’ve stuck by that mindset since.
The quote I heard growing up was "To be early is to be on time, to be on time is to be late". I've lived by that motto my entire adult life.
 
The quote I heard growing up was "To be early is to be on time, to be on time is to be late". I've lived by that motto my entire adult life.
I envy your discipline, but I am at most 2 minutes early and at most 2 minutes late absent an extreme outlier. I usually procrastinate til the last possible minute and traffic dictates if I am marginally early or marginally late.
 
So I'm watching a YT vid about frustrations in food service and one of the rightful gripes about people who complain about bad to-go or delivery orders DAYS after the fact. This is an extremely rightful grievance. You can't expect memories and records of an order to be well-maintained for longer than the day of service. If you're complaining the next day, you're on the back foot, but if multiple days pass, nobody can confirm or deny anything because hundreds of orders have been processed since. You can only go off the written record at that point and that is going to be standard if all was assumed to be well.

I used to work pizza delivery and we made an exception for someone who was out of range on the condition that we could deny his request if we were slammed and unable to accommodate his request at that time. We literally made him aware of that it was a deniable request on EVERY CALL. One day, while megaslammed, I say "I'm sorry (insert name) but this is the situation we always talked about. We're not going to be able to accommodate you for several hours, if at all. That disclaimer I read you every time, this is the day I have to invoke the contents and you're going to have to go another route if you want food soon." At this time, he decides to launch a complaint about the service he received 8 days prior and demands to talk to a manager. We did not take his order that day or ever again.
 
At this time, he decides to launch a complaint about the service he received 8 days prior and demands to talk to a manager. We did not take his order that day or ever again.
That's at least a good response. Anyone who has ever done food has realized you have asshole customers who actually cost you money because you're catering to these cocksucking freaks at the expense of the people who are polite, don't bitch, and don't inconvenience everyone around them with their bullshit.

A legitimate gripe is one thing, but these pains in the ass can go fuck themselves. They ruin a business not just for themselves and the employees, but for non-problem customers, and those people don't complain, they just stop coming back.
 
That's at least a good response. Anyone who has ever done food has realized you have asshole customers who actually cost you money because you're catering to these cocksucking freaks at the expense of the people who are polite, don't bitch, and don't inconvenience everyone around them with their bullshit.

A legitimate gripe is one thing, but these pains in the ass can go fuck themselves. They ruin a business not just for themselves and the employees, but for non-problem customers, and those people don't complain, they just stop coming back.
I make the mistake of thinking that the way the devil is compelled to honesty in his own competition with Jonny in Charlie Daniel's Band's "Devil Went Down to Georgia" is a universally shared attribute. I figure most people are more concerned with keeping their word and maintaining honesty over material gain. I make the mistake of thinking most people will drop their current course of action, if it can be demonstrated that it is not ideologically consistent with their goals or previous actions. This is just a very long-winded way of saying I'm an idiot.

Thread tax: People who RETROACTIVELY launch a complaint when they are the ones in the hot seat.
 
Fucking shit YouTube, it always shadowbans (hides as spam) my comments even if they're comprised of basic & polite english words. It's impossible to comment in that shit website, all the while the flood of pornbots conquer the platform's comment section.

Idiots cannot run the website, they just have the storage and money, but they sure as fuck can't manage it professionally.

How can you be this incompetent? As an analogy, it's like a great ship, the greatest one in the ocean, but the captain and crew members are just a bunch of fucking retards nailing their balls on the floor, instead of performing on the ship so that it doesn't sink.
 
Probably should be contained to the games thread, BUT

Modern Games that are obsessed with sex/sexual activity and generally involve EVERYONE throwing themselves at the protagonist at all times. Baldur's Gate III is probably the worst and most prominent offender, but it is not exclusive to this game. While I seriously got the feels for the romantic buildup in Final Fantasy VII, VIII and IX between the relevant protagonists and found the buildup endearing, this just doesn't hit the same when you are doing it as the driver rather than the passenger. It has the opposite effect, it is awkward and offputting to be simulating romantic or physical activity with a game character as a game character. CAN WE FUCKING NOT?

For fuck's sake, if you *have* to make games like that, just let the protagonist say "look, until the threat subsides, I don't really care to engage romantic or sexual pursuits, okay?" Having every fucking NPC throw themselves at you is fucking revolting. Thank heavens this doesn't happen IRL.

Corrected in edit: Cited the wrong Final Fantasies.
 
Ai written slop on the internet that only exist to reach the top of search engine queues.

I'm looking for a recipe online and all results are some form of article on a blog looking like:

Recipe name and why it's so good and healthy!
Wall of text.

Recipe history!
Video advertising that starts on full blast while you try to scroll past but it scrolls with you for a while because fuck you, you consumer piggy.
Even bigger wall of text

What do you need to prepare the recipe?
Huge wall of nonsense text trying to convince me to buy temu kitchenware.

Alternatives to that specific dish!
Goes on and on about a topic I did not look for in the first place.
Another ad blasting in your face, you take the little suicide revolver out of your desk drawer and start loading bullets in the chambers.

A text ad recommending a Chinese gatcha game to you.
You place the revolver in your mouth.

Finally, the recipe.
You put the revolver back in the drawer.
Just a list of ingredients, maybe a short description of how to prepare the dish of you clicked all those ads like a good good citizen.

End of article, fake thumbnail of a "human".
Jaques Eclair worked as a head chef for the British royal family for 53 years and retired to write this blog post for assholes like you.
You put the revolver back in your mouth and fire multiple times to make sure the machines cannot resurrect your flesh prison to make you read any of that shit ever again.
 
One of the few upsides of condo life (my maintenance fees don’t actually maintain anything useful) is the blessed lack of junk mail.

One of my long-running battles with my mom is her absolute refusal to stop handing out her address, phone number, and email to any random person who asks. She already drowns in junk mail—I literally had to buy her a shredder—but for some reason, Boomers feel an almost religious obligation to stay "informed" about every pointless issue. There’s an entire cottage industry built around exploiting their insatiable need to be in everyone’s business.

Thread tax: I’m getting a little tired of people on social media preface every nugget of profound wisdom with "buckle up," only for it to be total nonsense that’s usually wrong anyway.
 
One of the few upsides of condo life (my maintenance fees don’t actually maintain anything useful) is the blessed lack of junk mail.
I ask these questions from a position of genuine curiosity. It boggles my mind how condos are a thing AT ALL. When I was young, condos seemed ideal. A small managable space at a non-bank breaking price without any exterior maintenance to be done. Enter the condo association and the attached condo fees. Okay, seems fair. Services aren't free and a short accumulation of regulations meant to preserve the tranquilty of the common spaces, seems fair. This is the idealized version of condos. Every anecdote I've ever heard has condo association fees that are 75+% of relevant apartment rents (60% if you consider rent on my old building is probably closer to 1400 now). My dad pays about 850 in condo fees and was just a few miles away from where I used to pay 1100 for rent (to be fair, it is probably closer to 1400 now if I had to guess). My apartment offered the same services as the condo and I guarantee you that they didn't over 75% (or even 60%) their rental income doing it. Now, you can say, oh but with a condo you're building equity. True. But the condo fees are just lost money the same way rent is and when condo fees are 75% of rent (or even 60%), the argument fades. Now, you have associations that lightly enforce a few common sense regulations, right? Wrong, you will have associations manned by the worst of humanity who love to enact punishment for its own sake. What really gets me, is if you do something they don't like but they have nothing in the letter of their law preventing you, they will just update the law and retroactively punish you. There are no grandfathering clauses or principles and the law can be rewritten when the party enforcing it doesn't get its way.

Even the steelmanned case for condos blows my mind. Let's take every advantage. Clean carpet, manicured grounds, a local fitness room, etc. Condo fees are just purely lost money outside of the service they provide, once consumed there is no portion of it that retains value, so the condo owner loses money to condo fees, interest, taxes AND insurance, whereas a renter has his taxes, insurance (for the unit, not the property contained therein) and the services of the condo fee (which are admittedly often less extensive in most cases) baked into his rent.

To me, condos are the RV's of real estate. For the same reason that I find car + motel an infinitely preferable scenario to an RV (cheaper AND better accomodations when gas and bed quality is accounted for), I find both houses and apartments superior to condos and fail to see it in any other light.

What IS the case for condos?
 
Well, the condo’s value goes up—but so do the maintenance fees. (:_(

At least you don’t have to beg some uptight co-op board to let you in. I read that even Streisand couldn’t make it past a Manhattan co op board vote. [obligatory joke about soundproofing not being up to the task of drowning out Streisand]
 
Well, the condo’s value goes up—but so do the maintenance fees. (:_(

At least you don’t have to beg some uptight co-op board to let you in. I read that even Streisand couldn’t make it past a Manhattan co op board vote. [obligatory joke about soundproofing not being up to the task of drowning out Streisand]
Fair enough. I suppose that if you have enough resources, simply "keeping the riff raff out" is a value in and of itself. That, and some locations and neighborhoods might only be accessible in condo form and this might justify considering a condo. Still not my cup of tea. Condo associations and HOAs infuriate me to no end.

Thread tax: When people purposefully engage you in a circular argument for hours to upset you so they can complain about you to third parties how hostile and aggressive you were. They disingenuously portray the middle of the story as the beginning of the story or ignore the middle portion where multiple attempts at diplomatic resolution were spat on.
 
Related to the work and tardiness thing, I understand some people are busy, I understand things and emergencies can happen. I also understand schedules can clash and backlog happens. That's fine, that's realistic.

But a near universal experience in the medical field especially having been in it is that old lady arthritis riddled Gertrude will get scolded like a toddler for being 15 minutes late one time to the rheumatologist by the rheumatologist, while the rest of the docs and everyone adjacent to them can get a free pass to devour hours of your time and work call off time and fuck off randomly and just forget where they are supposed to be and it's completely regarded as normal and acceptable. People are paying you or someone else is paying you for both of you to be there, maybe don't act like you're being inconvenienced by having to do the very thing you had to get that degree and those certifications for?

It sometimes feels like you're more at fault and responsible and beholden for being 10 minutes late to flipping burgers than being 2 hours late to see someone as a neurologist. Even if said neurologist was 2 hours late not even because of clients or cases but because they wanted to grab early lunch, pick up a delivery and take the scenic route.
 
Ai written slop on the internet that only exist to reach the top of search engine queues.

I'm looking for a recipe online and all results are some form of article on a blog looking like:

Recipe name and why it's so good and healthy!
Wall of text.

Recipe history!
Video advertising that starts on full blast while you try to scroll past but it scrolls with you for a while because fuck you, you consumer piggy.
Even bigger wall of text

What do you need to prepare the recipe?
Huge wall of nonsense text trying to convince me to buy temu kitchenware.

Alternatives to that specific dish!
Goes on and on about a topic I did not look for in the first place.
Another ad blasting in your face, you take the little suicide revolver out of your desk drawer and start loading bullets in the chambers.

A text ad recommending a Chinese gatcha game to you.
You place the revolver in your mouth.

Finally, the recipe.
You put the revolver back in the drawer.
Just a list of ingredients, maybe a short description of how to prepare the dish of you clicked all those ads like a good good citizen.

End of article, fake thumbnail of a "human".
Jaques Eclair worked as a head chef for the British royal family for 53 years and retired to write this blog post for assholes like you.
You put the revolver back in your mouth and fire multiple times to make sure the machines cannot resurrect your flesh prison to make you read any of that shit ever again.
My wife kept failing to make breads from online recipes. They were all AI slop it turned out. I got her a published book and been perfect ever since. Buy books. It's getting bad online with slop
 
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