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Want to talk about POS inconsiderate roommates?

Mine never cleans up after himself after using the kitchen. Leaves crumbs everywhere, puts trash in recycling, leaves junk everywhere. Puts effort into not making an effort to be clean.

How hard is it for people to understand basic considerate behavior?

Fuck roommates. Fuck inconsiderate people, which means fuck all people.

“Grow up. These are my Disney's movies, not yours.”

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^Well I hope you've said something to him...

A Goon in a Gaggle of 'em

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If I say something, it won't stick, and I'll appear to be the crazy OCD guy who needs to "chill out, man." This is what people do in these situations - refuse to take accountability/responsibility, and project their own faults onto others with passive aggressive nonsense. I hate these games people play. I've grown wiser to know it's a bad idea to show frustration to people who aren't going to be considerate of it. They'll just do what they can to piss you off further.

As a male, I hate males. There's something about guys where they take pride in being slobs. "I'm a guy, cleaning isn't my job." Females aren't less disgusting, but in my experience they're aware enough of their surroundings. Guys just don't care. Just like tyrphanax's roommate who shoots snot rockets - who the hell does that? It's psychotic. People are inconsiderate assholes.

“Grow up. These are my Disney's movies, not yours.”

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Leonardo does that...I still don't understand why.

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georgec said: Fuck inconsiderate people, which means fuck all people.

I gave it my best shot but have you any idea how much ground that covers?

Even I have my limits.

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Thanks for trying, though.

Keep Circulating the Tapes.

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I drank way too much last night. I have a female friend who is rather large (not my thing) who is always jokingly flirting with me. Last night she sent me some rather disturbing nude photos of herself while I was half in the bag (at only 8PM mind you). Apparently at one point texted me to hear how I felt about the photos and I sort of cheered her on about it in a joking manner.

Today she told me she broke up with her boyfriend and wondered when we could hook up or at least when I would reciprocate and send photos of myself. I laughed and said, "haha, we've talked about this before. Not going to happen." She then seemed frustrated and told me that it was not the feeling she was getting last night. I looked at my texting history and was horrified to see I was flirting back (albeit in a joking manner but it was not received that way). Thank God she lives in another state now or she'd be knocking on my door.

She didn't get upset and agreed that I was pretty wasted while talking to her directly on the phone and that my texts were missing words and some sentences didn't make sense at all.

Still, after being hungover all day, I think I need to tone down the drinking. Problem is I only get to go out once or twice a month and when I do, I just get destroyed. Hopefully I can start smoking weed again soon.

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Woke up with vertigo, blurred vision, a splitting headache and motion sickness, broke a Bomex beaker (nothing in it thank god).

Miss Sakamoto has ordered me to sit down in a dark room.

Crystals in my cochlear apparently.

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I work as a cameraman in a local tv. My father happens to be the director. I only do this job cause I like the money, and I know that I know what I'm doing.

I only do city council broadcasts, mainly. The space in which we have to work is pretty small, and it's in common with what's reserved for the public. Usually few people show up to watch the council, so we have our space in which we can move freely and one or two chairs to put our bags and jackets.

Tonight was different. There were 83 points on the agenda (I kid you not). There obviously was not enough time to discuss them all (meeting was adjourned to monday, after 3 hours of hell), even accounting for the fact that we had to start 2 and a half hours earlier than usual.

So, we were pretty busy. The place was packed with people come to watch the council.

Now, as I understand it, common courtesy dictates that, if one desires to sit in a seat already occupied by other people's belongings, the least he could do is ask whomever it may concern.

Here comes this married couple, probably aided by the confusion around, sits right in the chairs where we had put our bag, my denim jacket and my scarf. They didn't move the objects, mind you, nor did they sit on top of them, they simply sat on the space not occupied by our belongings.

My father turns around, notices what's happened. He was already pissed off, because of other people crowding him earlier, but makes a polite remark about it. As for myself, I can't believe what happened, and speak to the lady, who tries to excuse herself by saying she didn't move our stuff, and whatnot. I ask her to give me my jacket, she just moves it to the next seat. Her husband gets up, trying to defend this utterly impolite behaviour (IMHO).

Well, I don't remember the exact words we used, up until this point: they get up to change seats, and the guy says, sounding disgusted:

Him - I guess chivalry is truly dead.

............... I simply could not contain myself. I just had to blurt out:

Me - Blow it out your ASS, if you don't mind.

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walkingdork said:

I drank way too much last night. I have a female friend who is rather large (not my thing) who is always jokingly flirting with me. Last night she sent me some rather disturbing nude photos of herself while I was half in the bag (at only 8PM mind you). Apparently at one point texted me to hear how I felt about the photos and I sort of cheered her on about it in a joking manner.

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Still, after being hungover all day, I think I need to tone down the drinking. Problem is I only get to go out once or twice a month and when I do, I just get destroyed. Hopefully I can start smoking weed again soon.

Oh man, I hate those situations! I've gotten myself in a lot deeper than you though. So, a year ago I could honestly say I've never slept with anyone I wasn't really attracted too. I mean, all my women had been really hot. Since then, I've woken up next to two different rotund women. Both times I was drunk, both times I felt icky the next day, and both times I recall some perverse drunken chivalrous thoughts from the night before of, "Aw, no way this poor girl ever gets male attention, might as well give her the night of her life.", and both times it followed me for several agonizing days as she pursued a relationship and wouldn't take a hint. So very awkward.

I hate being such an asshole. :(

 

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CP3S said:

walkingdork said:

I drank way too much last night. I have a female friend who is rather large (not my thing) who is always jokingly flirting with me. Last night she sent me some rather disturbing nude photos of herself while I was half in the bag (at only 8PM mind you). Apparently at one point texted me to hear how I felt about the photos and I sort of cheered her on about it in a joking manner.

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Still, after being hungover all day, I think I need to tone down the drinking. Problem is I only get to go out once or twice a month and when I do, I just get destroyed. Hopefully I can start smoking weed again soon.

Oh man, I hate those situations! I've gotten myself in a lot deeper than you though. So, a year ago I could honestly say I've never slept with anyone I wasn't really attracted too. I mean, all my women had been really hot. Since then, I've woken up next to two different rotund women. Both times I was drunk, both times I felt icky the next day, and both times I recall some perverse drunken chivalrous thoughts from the night before of, "Aw, no way this poor girl ever gets male attention, might as well give her the night of her life.", and both times it followed me for several agonizing days as she pursued a relationship and wouldn't take a hint. So very awkward.

I hate being such an asshole. :(

 

Pun intended?

A picture is worth a thousand words. Post 102 is worth more.

I’m late to the party, but I think this is the best song. Enjoy!

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Wow you have such a dirty mind.

You need to get in and out more.

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I am pissed upset and depressed, I don't wish to go into why. 

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sorry about the rude post, everyone.   I was just pissed about something.  

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Fuck it, we're all adults here.

Hope you're feeling better.

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I am and I am not.    The problem I originally posted that rude post pales in comparison to the problems this one woman I know has.   

The daughter of my sister-in-law's sister, married a real ___hole.   She unfortunately had two kids with the bum.   She is no great piece of work either.   A couple of years ago,  they both lived in an apartment with their two kids.    They were known to get drunk and do drugs(great role models for kids).    On multiple occasions, the guy got drunk and got violent to the point where the women had to take the two kids away from the apartment for awhile to live with her mother.    Finally on one occasion,  it seems like they were heating the apartment with a space heater, it caught fire.   When the firemen and cops came, the guy was drunk and they deemed the place unfit for the kids to live in and took the kids away.   When they did that,  the guy hit one the cops and got himself arrested.   My sister-in-law sister, took custody of the kids.  One was about 3 years old at the time(the boy) and the other was about 2(the girl).   The girl was too young to know anything had happened.    But the boy was just old enough to know something happened.   To this day,  the boy is very much afraid of fire and has behavior problems.   In the two years after that, we thought they(the daughter of my sister-in-law's sister and her husband) were finally getting their act together.  They seemed to be off the drugs and booze and did what they had to do to get the kids back.   They eventually did get the kids back.   We all thought that might be the end of it.   But,  just two days before Thanksgiving, the daughter of my sister-in-law's sister, came home from work.   She found her husband drunk.    He became violent.  He started hitting her.  (This guy is built and is very very strong,  he is capable of doing very serious damage with his hands.   He could very easily break every bone in my body, and I am stronger and bigger than his wife)  The boy(now 4) woke up came out just in time to see his Daddy hitting his mommy.   She called the cops and had the guy arrested.   It turns out he had taken the kids to a bar to get a bottle of whatever booze he got drunk on.  After that,  she gets on his computer and discovers the guy has been posing on several dating sights as a single man and, according to other tenants of the apartment complex, has been seeing other women.   We can only hope that this will be the last straw and that she will divorce the bastard.   I can only imagine what kind of scars this will leave on the kids, especially the boy(the girl fortunately slept through the whole thing).    I would love to take a baseball bat and beat the shit out of the ___wipe.   I do not understand how anyone could do the things he did.   How can someone beat their wife?  and how can they do it in front of their 4 year old boy?  I see the kids at church every Sunday and on other occasions, I have grown rather fond of them.   I am very, very worried about them.     

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People abuse because they were abused, and that's the only way they can regulate their emotions. Not that it means the guy is not at fault, but just to give insight into why this happens (I feel as though people like him deserve sympathy until they begin perpetuating their abuse on others, at that point, sympathy disappears and the situation must be dealt with).

Those kids are going to need years of therapy, or it's depressingly likely that the boy is gonna grow up just like daddy and beat his wife, and the girl is gonna grow up just like mommy and get knocked-up by the same kinda guy as daddy. It will perpetuate itself endlessly, as it always has with the kid's dad, and his father before him, and so on.

It sucks. It sucks a lot, but the mental health situation in this country is so much worse than the physical health situation. The stigma around getting help for your various psychological ailments is utterly deplorable, and it keeps people from getting the help they need, and it either exacerbates the problem, or it perpetuates it on future generations. It's like having a broken arm and being too ashamed to get it set by a doctor; you're only making it worse.

My brother is so ashamed that people will find out about his OCD that he is relapsing and as a result, everyone knows about it. If there wasn't so much stigma, maybe he could be more open about it (even to his shrink) and maybe he could improve his situation; it's not like anyone we know would judge him about it anyway. It's just sad that we shame people with legitimate, in some cases, life-threatening illnesses to the point where they want to pretend they don't exist, which only makes it worse.

I'm sorry for these kids. I dunno what you can do about it; perhaps suggest some counselling for them and maybe the mother. I would call the father a write-off at this point.

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CP3S said:

walkingdork said:

I drank way too much last night. I have a female friend who is rather large (not my thing) who is always jokingly flirting with me. Last night she sent me some rather disturbing nude photos of herself while I was half in the bag (at only 8PM mind you). Apparently at one point texted me to hear how I felt about the photos and I sort of cheered her on about it in a joking manner.

...

Still, after being hungover all day, I think I need to tone down the drinking. Problem is I only get to go out once or twice a month and when I do, I just get destroyed. Hopefully I can start smoking weed again soon.

Oh man, I hate those situations! I've gotten myself in a lot deeper than you though. So, a year ago I could honestly say I've never slept with anyone I wasn't really attracted too. I mean, all my women had been really hot. Since then, I've woken up next to two different rotund women. Both times I was drunk, both times I felt icky the next day, and both times I recall some perverse drunken chivalrous thoughts from the night before of, "Aw, no way this poor girl ever gets male attention, might as well give her the night of her life.", and both times it followed me for several agonizing days as she pursued a relationship and wouldn't take a hint. So very awkward.

I hate being such an asshole. :(

 

A couple nights ago a 47 year old gave me a blowjob in her car and then took me out for pancakes. I win. :(

As I was eating the pancakes I started to sober up and realized she was giving me the "hard crush" stare. Gross. I'll be avoiding that bar from now on.

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After reading that Warb (and to some extent walkingdork :-D) coupled with some of my own experiences I wonder why some people think soap storylines are far fetched.

I avoid watching that sort of fiction because it's too much like real life to be remotely diverting or escapist material.

The same goes for Paranormal Activity.

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Warbler, I echo what Tyrphanax said.  They both need help.  And as I work for behavioral health focused on children so young, I can tell you that these children need help, even the little girl.  People often think, "Well, the kids are so young and won't remember anything," particularly with children as young as the girl was.  But children are affected for their lives by witnessing such events.  Even if they don't consciously remember any events, it alters their perception of the world during these crucial times of cognitive development: the way we all see things stems from before you can even remember!  Honestly, I would recommend calling CPS.  The police are legally obligated to do so in a situation like this (at least in AZ, but I assume in NJ as well).  But really I'd suggest you are morally obligated to do so.  That doesn't guarantee the kids will even be taken away, but rather that they will determine if the report merits an investigation.  If so, an investigation may show removal is not warranted.  But if it is, the children will be safer while Mom gets her act even more together (such as by leaving Dad).  It may seem harsh, but these children are defenseless against an abusive father, and if their mother cannot keep them safe, someone else needs to while things get sorted out.

Hope this helps.

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Well, from what I've been told, the mother is today, filing a restraining order against the husband, and finding out how quickly she can divorce him and file for sole custody of the kids.    I really hope she does that.   From what I know, the guy is still in jail.  He was still out of probation from hitting the cop.   I think what happened just before thanksgiving constitutes a violation of that probation.  I keep getting told that there is nothing I can or should do, that is is up to the mother and my sister-in-law's sister to act.   I can tell you that my sister-in-law's sister is very responsible and loves both her daughter and her grand kids.   I also believe that the mother also loves her kids,  she just doesn't make good decisions.    My mom seems to think that this will be the last straw, not because he was hitting her, but because she found out he was cheating on her.   My mom says that, for some reason, the cheating can have more of an impact than the hitting.   I really hesitate to interfere in the situation myself.  All the info I get is 3rd person.   My mom hears from my sister-in-law's sister, or my sister-in-law,  or the mother herself and then relays it to me.  So, I am not 100% sure I have all the info correct.   Again, I have been told by my mother, whom I trust very much, to stay out of it, that it is not my business.   Also I could potentially piss off my mother(consequentially perhaps my father),  my sister-in-law(and consequentially perhaps my brother), my sister-in-law's sister,  her daughter,  and very strong abusive husband(who might be able to find where I live), and maybe even the two little kids.   The mother seems to be taking steps in the right direction, I will encourage as much as I can that the kids get into to therapy.    The cops have been called into the situation twice, and once already both parents lost custody, so it is not like the law is totally oblivious to what is going on.   For now, I will let things play out.  If I feel it is absolutely necessary, I will call DYFS(Division of Youth and Family Services). 

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Just bear in mind three things, my friend:

1) CPS calls can be anonymous and you don't have to tell anyone you made the call.  I'm sure many others are aware of the incident, and neighbors, friends, and other family can all share everyone's suspicion.

2) Mandated reporters (i.e. teachers, healthcare workers, police, etc.) are required to call if they have a suspicion of 5% probability of abuse or greater--this means that even if most of their whole soul doubts the abuse, but even a slight part does, they are legally obligated to call, and CPS will sort it out from there.  The police should have called, but may or may not have.  Additional calls are documented, and even if there is not enough evidence beyond lots of calls, simply having so many calls can spur action from CPS.

3) This sort of thing affects children more than most people realize, and letting things play out might result in a worse outcome than expected.  Women in abusive relationships tend to be incredibly forgiving, and this "last straw" may merely lead to another honeymoon period and further abuse of the wife and potentially the children.

Do what you feel is right of course, but I'm just suggesting you shouldn't let your fear of reprisal interfere with what is in this woman's and the children's best interests.