What Grinds Your Gears? :)

[CylonsKlingonsDaleksOhMy]

Originally Posted by Leo656

I imagine "Game of Technodromes" would have a lot more rape... if that's even possible. There's no question there'd be tons of T-Cest subplots.

Oh Buddha... I've opened a can of worms. Nay, a can of kraken.

Wait, kraken have tentacles. I've just made things even worse.

[Leo656]

Or better. Let's say "Better".

[pennydreadful]

Originally Posted by Leo656

I imagine "Game of Technodromes" would have a lot more rape... if that's even possible. There's no question there'd be tons of T-Cest subplots.

As far as the hate mail goes, man, I'd have a field day messing with that dude. Every time he sends you something, make your reply completely out of left field. Try sending your responses in the form of a poem or haiku. Or crack-drabbles with two male characters making out. Write him flowery love notes (which have to include the word "pantaloons"). Send random sh*t that makes no sense, like "The moose is loose!", pictures of Furbies, the medical definition of halitosis, or essays on the mating habits of the South African giraffe. When dealing with morons, you've just gotta be in it for distance and irritation. See, they're just dumb and irritating - but tapping into your inner reservoir of crazy can provide endless hours of entertainment.

Just f*ck with him and see how long he keeps replying for. Or, y'know, just block him.

[CylonsKlingonsDaleksOhMy]

Originally Posted by pennydreadful

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As far as the hate mail goes, man, I'd have a field day messing with that dude. Every time he sends you something, make your reply completely out of left field. Try sending your responses in the form of a poem or haiku. Or crack-drabbles with two male characters making out. Write him flowery love notes (which have to include the word "pantaloons"). Send random sh*t that makes no sense, like "The moose is loose!", pictures of Furbies, the medical definition of halitosis, or essays on the mating habits of the South African giraffe. When dealing with morons, you've just gotta be in it for distance and irritation. See, they're just dumb and irritating - but tapping into your inner reservoir of crazy can provide endless hours of entertainment.

Just f*ck with him and see how long he keeps replying for. Or, y'know, just block him.

I agree with PennyDreadful. Don't block him, send him pictures of rutting giraffes.

[IndigoErth]

Originally Posted by pennydreadful

As far as the hate mail goes, man, I'd have a field day messing with that dude. Every time he sends you something, make your reply completely out of left field. Try sending your responses in the form of a poem or haiku. Or crack-drabbles with two male characters making out. Write him flowery love notes (which have to include the word "pantaloons"). Send random sh*t that makes no sense, like "The moose is loose!", pictures of Furbies, the medical definition of halitosis, or essays on the mating habits of the South African giraffe. When dealing with morons, you've just gotta be in it for distance and irritation. See, they're just dumb and irritating - but tapping into your inner reservoir of crazy can provide endless hours of entertainment.

Just f*ck with him and see how long he keeps replying for. Or, y'know, just block him.

[Leo656]

My personal philosophy is not to block people, because they exist and it's silly to pretend otherwise. But that's just me.

He's still doing it, while accusing me of "carrying on." I didn't bother replying at all to the last one, it's just nonsense at this point. Those are some fun suggestions, though! I'll file those away for future reference.

[Bry]

Originally Posted by pennydreadful

As far as the hate mail goes, man, I'd have a field day messing with that dude. Every time he sends you something, make your reply completely out of left field.

Idea: Stolen. STOLEN.

[Jephael]

Originally Posted by Leo656

My personal philosophy is not to block people, because they exist and it's silly to pretend otherwise. But that's just me.

I feel the exact same way. It's kinda pointless to attempt avoiding people like that, especially since you can easily create a secondary profiles on sites like Facebook and Twitter and whatnot.

[pennydreadful]

Now this is a grinding of my gears - shopping for jeans, and the pants tyranny that accompanies it. Lest you think I'm exaggerating (as I am somewhat prone to hyperbole), there will be visual aids.

So - the seeking of new denim with which to adorn my nethers. I had to do it on the weekend. I had put it off for as long as I could - all of my jeans are too big and it's starting to get to the point where I look like a hobo. Four frustrating hours later, I returned home purchase-less, my frontal lobe utterly imploded into little smithereens, convinced that all hope for the human race is utterly lost. The experiment has failed and it's time to flush this particular science project down the crapper. I mean, what misbegotten hellspawn, what drooling psycho,decided to bring back jeggings?



I actually thought that I was hallucinating and had slipped into another dimension. Now, I hate shopping in shopping malls. Wherever humanly possible, I buy my clothes online so that I don't have to deal with people, lines, perfectly coifed salespeople asking if they can help me (which, if you're shy/socially awkward, you're totally gonna understand the level of Do Not Want) - the whole shebang. If I do have to go into a shopping mall, I plan where I'm going to hit (ideally, no more than 3 places maximum) and then get in and out as quickly as humanly possible.

Unfortunately, jeans are tough to buy online. They're the sort of thing you really have to try on. So, girding my loins, I began my quest. Store after store, and it just got worse and worse. I ended up going to at least 10 stores. My goal rapidly dropped from "find some cute jeans" to "just find a pair that doesn't make me want to set myself on fire". Panic-sweat glistened on my brow, while before my vision swam a sea, a platoon, a shrieking devilish convoy of skinny jeans, jeggings and - even worse - jeans with elastic waists. Jeans that promised to shape my booty. High-waisted jeans that promise impending camel-toe.



Mom jeans that have so many rips in them, they look as if they've been run over with a lawn-mower (and then have a $70+ price tag swinging from them). Jeans that, for some ungodly reason, end 3 inches above ones' ankle.



Everything was too tight, too short, too ripped, made of crappy fabric, acid-washed, covered in hideous floral patterns or abstract I-know-not-what that looks like all three of my cats took turns barfing on it after eating a budgie. Nobody except an anorexic mall-rat would wear this sh*t!

As some of you know, I'm a multi-gender shopper - but alas, the skinny jeans epidemic has even begun crawling into the mens' section. Anything which did not fit the above-mentioned categories of ugliness was just so stultifyingly boring and bland (question: do guys ever get depressed at having no color options for pants other than 5 shades of blue and occasionally black or tan? which, btw, I will never buy tan pants - I own so many green TMNT shirts and wear them so regularly that I would look like an ambulatory piece of shrubbery - I am NOT Groot!) that it caused a wave of ennui to sweep over me, finally driving me to throw my hands up in disgust and declare failure. I went home and watched shark documentaries instead, and reflected on how lucky sharks are that they don't have to wear pants.

[shuriken]

So my grandma just passed a few ours ago. Not the best news for my pops to hear on father's day. Not sure if its a gear grind or what. Just feel sad.

[Jephael]

Originally Posted by shuriken

So my grandma just passed a few ours ago. Not the best news for my pops to hear on father's day. Not sure if its a gear grind or what. Just feel sad.

So sorry to hear, dude. My grandma Naomi (or Nana as I called her) was actually just put on hospice recently and they say she doesn't have much time left. She's had dementia for the last 8 years or so, though I'm one of the few people in her life that she still remembers. My folks and I are gonna go see her this coming Thursday. I only hope she doesn't pass away while I'm on my trip to California. I really want to attend her funeral. She was the best grandma a kid like me could've had!!!

[Cure]

Originally Posted by shuriken

So my grandma just passed a few ours ago. Not the best news for my pops to hear on father's day. Not sure if its a gear grind or what. Just feel sad.

Damn, man. Sorry to hear that.

[pennydreadful]

Sorry to hear, shuriken - my condolences to you and your family.

[IndigoErth]

Sorry for the loss of your grandma, shuriken.

_____


I have to agree those jeggings things are , and I despise the commercial for the Jeaneez brand.

[MsMarvelDuckie]

Oh, penny, I sympathize COMPLETELY. See my rant in the DF group on clothing for the reason why....


My own gear-grinder for the day- was scheduled for a long shift today (11AM-9 PM) that somehow, inexplicably got longer through no participation of my own. And why? Because two ****-heads decided to NOT show up today, and THEN one of the ones who DID come in decided to get "lippy" and got herself sent home. Bloody f***in' Hell. So I stayed until 10:30- "volunteered", mind you (aka arbitrarily informed)- and even THEN I had to actually ASK if I could go (never mind I'd been there longer than anyone else on the shift....) AND I never got a f***ing break!

And then while I was trying to juggle two bags of food plus a drink AND my purse and phone on the way home (because the other half decided to text me to find out where I was) I had a couple of redneck F***-tards in an SUV (because yes, even redneck dinguses have them here) honk their horn at me and yell at me to "get out of the f***ing road" when I was barely even ON it, and they had the entire freaking STREET to drive on. I yelled back "f*** you, @$$-holes!" because by that point I was in a very pissy mood. I mean seriously, stupid arrogant hicks want to act like they OWN the road, even though I have just as much right to use it as they do AND pedestrians have right of way. On a residential street- which by the way, they were going WAY too fast on. Did you SEE a sidewalk there? NO? Then F*** OFF!!

[CaliperCat]

I have the darndest time with jeans as well. My size seems to be an odd size, because finding a 3 in most jeans gets harder every year, and as I LOATHE skinny jeans, that limits selection as well. Also, apparently, most jeans companies assume that if you're very skinny and short, your legs are super stubby (I may be short, but I have legs, gosh darnit!). I've found ONE brand of jeans that fits my butt without being overly long or overly short, and as Kohls no longer carries them, I now much order them online. I don't mind, but I deeply fear that one day this brand may no longer exist. :X

I'm very sorry for your loss, Shuriken.

[ProactiveMan]

Originally Posted by shuriken

So my grandma just passed a few ours ago. Not the best news for my pops to hear on father's day. Not sure if its a gear grind or what. Just feel sad.

Sorry for you loss, that's rough.

Originally Posted by pennydreadful

(question: do guys ever get depressed at having no color options for pants other than 5 shades of blue and occasionally black or tan?

Don't forget grey, and then there's pin stripes in different widths! I can never find pants that are long enough, and places that cater for tall people seem to assume that they are also obese, so I buy them on-line - which as you intimated, is a risk. I can get good dress pants from a local place, but casual stuff is a pain. Gotta buy shoes on-line too, as most lines seem to stop at size 12, and I wear a 15.

My grind today is my back. It's been giving me trouble again over the past few weeks, and today it's really bad. It's higher up than normal too, so I'm wondering if it's actually my neck that's stuffed, and the back is just referred pain. Probably have to see the physio again = poorhouse.

[shuriken]

^^Jeans can be pretty tricky. I had a pair that ripped on my while biking to school once, luckily I left early enough I was able to go back home and change without exposing my top part of my left thigh. I liked that pair too.

Thanks for the kind wishes. She was just an amazing lady, so full of life and love. Her mole' was always fantastic, and she truly enjoyed cooking for her loved ones. But ya know once someone refuses to eat, requires a nephrostomy tube, and can hardly sleep, it'll take its toll on anyone. Not trying to be a bummer but, I guess I just needed to vent a bit.

[BubblyShell22]

That's okay, Shuriken. Vent all you want as that's what this thread is for. And I'm deeply sorry for your loss, too. Losing a grandparent is never easy, and I've been there twice now.

My gear grind: My knees. I just hate that they're hurting because we're supposed to get storms today.

And I hear you on the jeans. I despise low rise ones and don't know why the things have ever been invented as they are the bane of my existence. Skinny jeans aren't too bad unless it's that time of the month and I'm so bloated I can hardly button them up.

[CylonsKlingonsDaleksOhMy]

Originally Posted by shuriken

^^Jeans can be pretty tricky. I had a pair that ripped on my while biking to school once, luckily I left early enough I was able to go back home and change without exposing my top part of my left thigh. I liked that pair too.

Thanks for the kind wishes. She was just an amazing lady, so full of life and love. Her mole' was always fantastic, and she truly enjoyed cooking for her loved ones. But ya know once someone refuses to eat, requires a nephrostomy tube, and can hardly sleep, it'll take its toll on anyone. Not trying to be a bummer but, I guess I just needed to vent a bit.

Sorry to hear it, bro...