The Complaining and Bitching Thread

Our local Gym has shined when we have had prolonged power outages from winter storms and people need hot showers.

 

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An "Old" rating from Craven Moorehead, last post in Oct 2013.

That's odd.

 

It only took 12 years. A free antenna TV channel is finally showing Homicide Life On The Streets.

Two episodes per night.
At 11:00pm & 12am.

 

Nothing cheeses me off more than filling up my car with gas, and then my wife announcing that she needs to borrow my car for the day.

When I asked her why, she said she was picking up lots of people for a party Saturday.

Translation: She's probably offering a "ride" to all her boyfriends, since it's Valentine's Day tomorrow.

 

The good bad thing is her BFs look they could form a '90s boy band.






Yes, I know those guys might've actually been members of a BB.
No, I don’t feel bad about not knowing who they are.

 

They don't exist, so no worries.

They're part of an AI template that creates fake boyfriends. I gave no prompts, so it looked at my wife and decided that all her lovers would also be Asian.

Side note: I tried to create a version with myself to see what women I would end up with and the program crashed. Apparently, there are some realities that simply are impossible.

 

I'd end up with old fat women in their 60s.

 

When my wife came home around 6pm, she immediately crashed on the couch for a nap without even acknowledging me. By the time I turned in (around 9:30pm) she was still unconscious.

Maybe she really did bang a bunch of guys at the party...

It was Valentine's Day, after all.

Back on topic: I'm the type to turn on the water and start using it- I dislike wasting water, but now that I have a tankless heater, I have to plan in advance and start the water running and do something else for about 40 minutes* before I can enjoy a flow at a temperature less frigid than the Arctic.

*- a slight exaggeration, but that old saying about how a watched pot never boils...

 

Our hot water tank needs to be turned up...and we have a slow hot water flow. I would love to have in the wall (nearly) instant hot water heaters.

 

We had a lunar eclipse, supposedly from around 5:00am to 6:00am. I'm writing this at around 6:10am cst.

Why supposedly? Low thick clouds completely covered Houston. Not a single gap that I could see anywhere in the clouds; I couldn't find the moon or sun.

 

Same here.
We had beautiful clear blue skies the past 2 days, but 100% overcast this morning.

 

was up at 3:30 to see the blood moon, just clouds !

damn

xoxoxoo

 

South Central, Gulf Coast.

Atlantic Northeast.

Pacific Northwest.


Was any part of the US not blanketed by clouds during the eclipse?

 

Ordered a prescription off of goodrx, to be delivered by usps. March 15th, in the morning, tracking shows Denver distribution center, as it should be. Like 25 miles from my house. March 15th, Sunday evening, now shows Seattle. Been stalled there past 24 hours. Was supposed to be in my grubby little hands this evening. Not anymore.

 

USPS has been the
most inconsistent courier
we've dealt with in the past 10, maybe 15, years. FedX hasn't been perfect, but they've been way better than USPS.

Sometimes I seriously wonder what the USPS employment requirements are these days. IIRC at one time a person needed to be reasonably intelligent to pass the civil service exam in order to work for USPS.

 

How the fuck did I, childfree by choice, end up sharing a home with the dirtiest, laziest, moodiest teenager of an almost 47 year old that I’ve ever known?

Every dump she takes—albeit only every few days or so (this seems like a potential medical issue? but I digress)—is explosive diarrhea. And it goes everywhere.

Not to mention the toothpaste spit splatter all over the sink and bathroom mirror, shed hair in the shower, and whatever cereal dust, crumbs, mystery sticky liquids, and other food products she leaves behind on the stovetop and kitchen counters that she never bothers to clean up.

I pay $200 a month for house cleaners to enjoy a clean home—and a clean toilet bowl—for the maybe 90 minutes between when I get home from work on days the cleaners come and when she does.

For fuck’s sake.

 

This.......is not good.
We have 3 actual teenagers and we don't put up with that level of gross.

 

Time to put your foot down.

Make it a stomp if necessary.

 

You don’t have a teenager problem, you have a significant other problem. Time for that person to exercise some parenting.


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