The Rant Thread
 

We really need one of these. If sheite has inadvertently crossed your path today, vent. If an issue has been crawling on you all day, vent. Mine's relatively controversial, but I'd love to absorb the anger reprecussions across this board if anyone else has had a bad day.

Go.

well let's see
i'm still an incredibly fucked up human being even though i've spent the last 2 and a half weeks in a womb like environment for the most part
i woke up at 7 AM in a cold sweat
i'm hungry and we have NO food, all there is is mustard and mayonnaise and beer.
any ounce of energy or vitality i have has been completely siphoned out of me and all i can do is sit in a heap
my neck hurts
the nice weather is gone

If I would have left the cafeteria a few seconds earlier I would have been able to get past that crowd and talk to Lauren, but by the time I had forced myself through a wall of people she had disappeared into sociology. :[

i am starting uni, but i switched courses to get away from somebody, and i don't want them to find out i switched courses, because then they might do the same. and if i have to spend any more time with the person i will have to kill myself.

and i am not even joking.

Maybe she was subconsciously searching for me instead, Danny?

Perhaps. But when I'm tapping that you'll have to take all of this back. :p

IT WON'T HAPPEN *covers ears*

I walk to and from work. There is a cunt that cycles on the pavement when there's a perfectly good road not a metre a way. He is fat, and ugly, and wears cycle shorts. He rides a bike that screams 'I am cunt'. On Friday, he clipped me with his handlebars. It's a narrow pavement. He had the nerve to tell me to 'watch it'. Precisely what I'm meant to watch I don't know. He came hurtling along from behind me (as it were), he's a fat man, there's only just enough room for me to walk without playing the old 'car or human - who's least bouncy?'. I didn't see him today, but I made sure to walk in the middle of the pavement as if to say 'you are going into my back or into the road, you absolute cunting wank'. Perhaps tomorrow I shall stick a stick in his spokes and then throw his weeping carcass to the car-lions. Utter, utter cunt.

my editor is a fucking moron who is afraid of someone displaying their own style of writing and spends too much time re-writing everything but hates it.

Where I live it's illegal in most places to ride your bike on the pavement, which I assume means "sidewalk" when translated from Funny Talk.

i think it's not totally legal to ride a bike on the pavement in the uk either.

Dayum, can't I identify with this.

There's a pimple thing on my chin that is really irritating me. It won't pop and I hate when pimples don't pop, godfucking.

why do people keep arguing with me despite the fact that they are blatantly wrong!

This is because you are blantanly wrong, all the time. :P
Give us an example, where you were blantantly correct?

I didn't do shit today and I hate my lazy ass for it.

its hard to describe really as its work related. i saw someone put a really important document under a pile of boxes hoping that i wouldnt find them and then she went home. when i found them i challenged her about it and she said she didnt put them there. its petty stuff i guess but when you have people breathing down your neck and you cant find the information because someone cant be bothered to do it and hides it under a box then its really annoying.

People who walk without knowing where they are going: Idiots.

People who ring up a place without knowing what they want, all the time: Idiots.

Joggers: Cunts.

People who go to a shop that tends to have long queues, but decide that it's a good idea to fumble into their bag when they get to the counter and can't find their wallets, thus slowing down everything for everyone: Inconsiderate cunts.

i could quite literally write all day about what pisses me off. i wont you will be glad to hear.

I'm sick and tired of having to rely on other people doing their jobs correctly in order that I can do mine. I seem to spend half my working hours correcting other peoples' mistakes.