You know what really grinds my gears, Lois? :grillman:
pet peeve: when they spray litter fuckin' everywhere :meow-tableflip:
The existence of cars. Can't get over how much they affect me every day.
When you see them as the trash they are you can't help but feel rage at how much of our cities are covered in litter
When I wake up sometimes and my teeth feel fuzzy until I brush them
Idk if I have fucked up teeth or what
maybe it's because you breath through your mouth when you're sleeping
do you brush your teeth before bed too, or only when you wake up?
When you're in a busy as fuck parking lot, a line of cars trying to find a space, and a guy holds everyone up because he wants to slowly swing his giant car around and reverse into the park instead of just driving in normally. :meow-tableflip:
Like sure, do that when it's not busy, but when everyones waiting to get past you? Rude.
Similarly, when it's a busy parking lot and some asshole just stops waiting for somebody to leave their spot.
People that are really into complaining and criticising, but are super conflict averse. Like, you're really OK with putting people down, but you don't want to hear the explanation about how you totally misread the situation? You're not the only one who's feelings get hurt.
had to drive like 2 hours today because we don't have mass transit in this fucking country. gib train. gib train now.
OMG yes! Why don't they make crotches in pants of Kevlar or teflon or plate armour or something?
I'm sick and tired of having to throw away otherwise perfectly good pants every half year because the crotch has been worn out.
What how is this like a big dick euphemism or do people wear pants wrong?
Yes, yes... Definitely a huge massive dick problem. Certainly not a fat thighs problem.
Nah it's a crouching problem. Blew out a good pair of pants when I had to kneel down to pick up a box right.
The fabric is of good quality, the problem is that as a larger than average guy, my thighs rub together rather forcefully when I walk, constantly wearing down the fabric.
I have a job where I squat down a lot, also I have really thicc juicy hips, so yup I rip big ass dick holes in almost every pair of pants I get.
Fyi Duluth trading company pants seem to be the strongest, they usually last me 3X as long as any other pants.
When I visit people, I tend to cook for them or at least help out in the kitchen, because I’m really good at it. Every time I use someone else‘s knives, I offer to sharpen them, but the amount of times I was told that they prefer their safety hazards instead of a good, sharp blade that does not fatigue them, allows for more precise cuts and will not slip because they feel like a sharp knife would be more dangerous. No amount of explanation that a sharp knife would actually reduce the amount of strength needed for cutting leading to cuts to yourself being less severe helps.
As a cook, I am Sisyphus and people who "prefer it dull" are my mountain and boulder.
I tried to cook for my mom during Easter but forgot my knife roll at home. I used her knives and only got halfway through a potato before it split instead of cutting. It happened with every single one after that. I literally tried to saw through my hand to make a point and couldn't even break the skin it was so dull, and then she says "I'm always exhausted after cooking" NO FUCKING WONDER!! THE MEAL TOOK US 2 HOURS LONGER THAN IT SHOULD HAVE AND ALL OF THAT WAS JUST CUTTING VEGGIES
I love my mom though so I powered through it. I was literally sweating at the end of it. I never want to see a turnip again.
Preach. My parents have an old set of super high quality German knives (or clubs, as I refer to them) and refuse to believe that you can actually cut Tomatoes well with a non-serrated edge. I would love nothing more than to at least sharpen one of the knives to prove a point , but my mum „prefers them dull“. Something else that pisses me off to no end are knives in dishwashers. At that point, just use a honing rod to prepare your food, it might actually be sharper.
That's hopefully where I'm headed, working on getting the last few knives I need to complete the set and a whetstone (the head chef where I work is a good friend of mine and lets me use his, but I definitely need to get my own)
Asshole drivers who make 3 lane switches going 15 miles over the speed limit, just to end up at the exact same red light as me.
Assholedriverswho make 3 lane switches going 15 miles over the speed limit, just to end up at the exact same red light as me.
I hate it when I put stuff on the counter and now there's no space left for me to do anything on the counter because it's too cluttered :honk-enraged:
When my dog is excited and jumps up on me, ripping my headphones from both my ears and my phone and dragging them to the ground.
Oh and motorists who drive like it doesn't matter if they kill cyclists
I work 6-8 hours at a hotel restaurant and on slow days the place can be a ghost town for several hours. Regardless of how busy it is or isn't, every table fills up with dipshit tourists roughly ten minutes before closing. I wanna immolate these people, y'all have six hours to fucking eat why do you all swarm me at five to midnight?
People who pronounce "both" with an L for some reason. It bugs me so much, it's not pronounced "bolth" that's an entirely different letter how the fuck did that get in there
people at work throwing the clean uniforms I gotta put away around. like yeah I know you want jump suit number 9 because it fits best but like jfc you have 3 clean in your locker, give me time to do other shit and put the laundry away so you can find the fucking pigeon hole labeled 9 with #9 in
