Things that make you angry

The attic is a PERFECT example of this for me.

A few years back, I laid down 1/2" sheet plywood in the attic. Plenty of storage space. Got nice plastic boxes big enough to put whatever in them (like seasonal clothing, various holiday decorations, etc.). The house is long, so it's easy to stack the boxes no more than 4 high the full length of the house down both sides. A rather huge amount of organized storage that way. The intent was to move all the seasonal stuff up into the attic and out of the way of our normal living spaces. And at the time, there was no way we could have used even half that space with the house totally cleaned and reorganized.

Now? The attic is packed so tightly with cr*p a cockroach would get stuck trying to crawl through and the rest of the normal living spaces are more cluttered than ever before in the house.

"I need you to go in the attic and find me (fill in the blank)."

Oh, the many and varied responses that I've had to disengage the clutch between my brain and my mouth every time she sends me on some stupid errand to the attic to find something she has NO F*#$(&@ CLUE where it's at...and ALWAYS as a last minute thing, too.
I don’t go looking for anything in the attic anymore. Nothing of mine is up there, that I know of. If it is up there I haven’t needed it in years so it’s dead to me.
 
The gov paying for people to stay home and not work. This is only destroying our economy and small businesses.
811 (No Cuts) They have a new guy taking care of 3 areas by himself. He is 300 properties behind. They can’t get people to come to work.
I can’t grind stumps because the property isn’t marked for underground utilities. We end up going back at a later date to finish the job. That’s 45 min one way for a total of 1.5 hours I lose that truck and employee for that one job. I’m 6 incomplete jobs behind now. I’m taking my metal detector to jobs and taking a chance.
I’m not the only company being derailed by this crap I’m sure.
 
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I was just going to "like' your post, but thought I would tell you I deal with this exact same issue as well...exactly as you described.

We have a storage unit, too. That's another story.

Suffice it to say she once got on me about renting ANOTHER storage unit dedicated to Christmas/holiday decorations.

I said, in plain English, "NO".

When she persisted, I said "Then it comes out of the family budget, not mine. And if you later try shifting that one over to me, prepare to lose everything you have in it because I'm NOT going to spend one dime on it."

I told her if she wants more room for decorations, start by getting rid of the tons of cr*p she already has packing every cubic foot of the space we own.

Not a word about it since.

And no...she hasn't gotten rid of anything, either.

I swear, some day that woman will have so much cr*p packed away that one day it'll undergo spontaneous fusion and all of upstate South Carolina will vanish in a blazing thermonuclear holocaust.
 
We have a storage unit, too. That's another story.

Suffice it to say she once got on me about renting ANOTHER storage unit dedicated to Christmas/holiday decorations.

I said, in plain English, "NO".

When she persisted, I said "Then it comes out of the family budget, not mine. And if you later try shifting that one over to me, prepare to lose everything you have in it because I'm NOT going to spend one dime on it."

I told her if she wants more room for decorations, start by getting rid of the tons of cr*p she already has packing every cubic foot of the space we own.

Not a word about it since.

And no...she hasn't gotten rid of anything, either.

I swear, some day that woman will have so much cr*p packed away that one day it'll undergo spontaneous fusion and all of upstate South Carolina will vanish in a blazing thermonuclear holocaust.
I swear my wife may actually have a twin sister after all. One of my constant gripes is related to clutter and the "storage" of things we will NEVER EVER use. To her credit, she is slowly coming around.....She moved a bread making machine (haven't used it since we moved in 2.5 years ago, probably been five years sitting idle at our previous address) off the kitchen counter to the bottom of a pantry closet. Baby steps...
 
People that don’t own a business and never have telling me how to run things. They know nothing but tv and highlight reels of people’s lives on Facebook.
The real world is a lot different!
 
Customers that schedule the cable guy, carpenter, tree company, lawn mowing on trash pickup day. It was the only day they could be home all day because they have family coming into town.
None of the other companies knew about the other people scheduled for work that day. Happens all the time.
 
From the OCD side of me.....
Drawers left partially open, same with cabinet doors. Used to tell the kids that the face of the drawer is bigger to let you know when it's shut all the way.
When someone sweeps or mops "around" things that are easily moveable.
Employees that show up at 7:59.
Customers that carry on a phone conversation at the sales counter.
People that post items for sell, that they will sale for $****.
 
When people say:
Let me tell you something. Then they tell me something. I didn't need that first sentence. Same with here's the thing. You already had my attention, get to the point.
My favorite is "Can I be honest with you for a sec?"
mmmm what have we been doing up till now?
 
My favorite is "Can I be honest with you for a sec?"
mmmm what have we been doing up till now?
I had a college roommate that would do that. The problem was that unless he started a sentence with “to tell you the truth”, he was most likely lying.

I lost the dorm room I had my first two years (he was my roommate the second two) because of that crap. Kept saying he’d turned in his check right up until I got the “to be honest with you, I never did” statement. 😡
 
We have a storage unit, too. That's another story.

Suffice it to say she once got on me about renting ANOTHER storage unit dedicated to Christmas/holiday decorations.

I said, in plain English, "NO".

When she persisted, I said "Then it comes out of the family budget, not mine. And if you later try shifting that one over to me, prepare to lose everything you have in it because I'm NOT going to spend one dime on it."

I told her if she wants more room for decorations, start by getting rid of the tons of cr*p she already has packing every cubic foot of the space we own.

Not a word about it since.

And no...she hasn't gotten rid of anything, either.

I swear, some day that woman will have so much cr*p packed away that one day it'll undergo spontaneous fusion and all of upstate South Carolina will vanish in a blazing thermonuclear holocaust.
Does she not realize the living hell she'll put the kids through when she's gone? Just dealing with my grandmother's 1000sf house was enough of a lesson for me.
 
Before enlisting in the Navy, I had spent almost 3 1/2 years in college. Long story short on that one, I got sicker than I've ever been in my life just before mid terms in my 7th semester and was out of school way to long...failed mid-terms and couldn't recover my grades to salvage the rest of the semester, was married, pregnant wife, no medical insurance, blah, blah, blah. Joined the Navy in the Nuclear Propulsion program as the best option to continue my education and take care of my family.

Fast forward to Nuclear Power School where I have to listen to a lot of my classmates bitch about how life sucks that they have to put in so much time studying.

B*tch, I was working 60 to 70 hours a week on one job, plus anywhere from 2 to 3 other odd jobs every week year round putting myself through college with upwards of 17 semester credit hours while providing for my wife and YOU have the gall to bitch about being PAID, while ALSO having your housing and food needs taken care of, plus full medical and dental benefits AND earn 30 days of paid leave every year and your ONLY job right now is to sit in classes YOU DON'T HVE TO PAY FOR?

Have a nice, piping hot cuppa STFU.
 
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Her TOTAL inability NOT to clutter up every. Single. Square. Inch. Of. The. House. With. Crap. She. Cannot. Get. Rid. Of...and THEN complain about what a mess the house is in.

Only a person you deeply love can spin you up so completely.

BING-F'n-O

She passed her clutter ability to the daughter..... now I can't even get to my gun vault because of clutter. Or my Ammo. Or my kit. Or even my frickin coffee cup.... Let alone have any room in the garage other than play hop scotch across all the crap that they pack in there.

Then to declutter an area... it just moves to clutter another area.....
 
people who cannot answer a question you asked in an email or text leading me to send another. Just answer the damn question!
people who park on the wrong side of the road.
people who park next to you when you park your new car at the back of the lot so idiots don’t bang your door. They usually are parked over the line too.
people who constantly interrupt you.
 
I had a college roommate that would do that. The problem was that unless he started a sentence with “to tell you the truth”, he was most likely lying.

I lost the dorm room I had my first two years (he was my roommate the second two) because of that crap. Kept saying he’d turned in his check right up until I got the “to be honest with you, I never did” statement. 😡
Not so much angry, but annoyed.

"Can I ask you a question?" Obviously you can, but because you just did. My usual response is to say of course, but you only get 1 per day and that was it.
 
why does the angry thread make me laugh almost as much as the funny thread? 😂

Jane Austen put it perfectly in the person of Pride & Prejudice's Mr. Bennet:

“For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?”​

 
Before enlisting in the Navy, I had spent almost 3 1/2 years in college. Long story short on that one, I got sicker than I've ever been in my life just before mid terms in my 7th semester and was out of school way to long...failed mid-terms and couldn't recover my grades to salvage the rest of the semester, was married, pregnant wife, no medical insurance, blah, blah, blah. Joined the Navy in the Nuclear Propulsion program as the best option to continue my education and take care of my family.

Fast forward to Nuclear Power School where I have to listen to a lot of my classmates bitch about how life sucks that they have to put in so much time studying.

B*tch, I was working 60 to 70 hours a week on one job, plus anywhere from 2 to 3 other odd jobs every week year round putting myself through college with upwards of 17 semester credit hours while providing for my wife and YOU have the gall to bitch about being PAID, while ALSO having your housing and food needs taken care of, plus full medical and dental benefits AND earn 30 days of paid leave every year and your ONLY job right now is to sit in classes YOU DON'T HVE TO PAY FOR?

Have a nice, piping hot cuppa STFU.
My experience was pretty much the same, minus the family. Had been paying for my own school, working full time, etc. got the basic and A school and kept thinking “why are these kids bitching?!”
 
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