You Know What Grinds My Gears? - Things that personally piss you off

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Snow has hit the road which means the Mexicans are smashing their cars together and becoming major road hazards.

The handsome tard dijo:
The sheer incapacity of artists being normal people
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There is a universal requirement for good artists to be absolutely fucked up in order to focus their attention on their craft. There is no exception to this.
 
ToroidalBoat dijo:
So I take it that Transformers porn is a thing these days?

wat

It is robots who change into vehicles. How is that sexual?
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There's someone out there for everyone. Sometimes she's got a nice rack, sometimes she's got rack and pinion.
 
>somebody gives me food
>tell them thank you and I will eat it later
>They insist I eat it
>Not hungry. Tell them I will eat it when Im hungry
>They act offended until I eat the fucking food

Even if its the most delicious fucking food on the planet it tastes like shit and all my gratitude is gone because you fucking pestered me into eating it right now and not later. Why do people do this? I want to enjoy the food, not force feed it to myself and pretend I enjoy it to appease you.
 
internet friend dijo:
This is a part of a bigger issue I've seen and I'm not sure what's the proper name for it. It's the kind of behaviour where someone knows damn well what something means, but then tries to twist it into making some kind of point like it's a gotcha. Its very slimey because you know they 100% understand the intention of whats being said, but pretend they don't for some sort of strawman (?) argument.
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Super late, but I like to call this purposeful ignorance. Maybe not the snappiest term, but it works.

What grinds my gears is someone speeding past you and getting in front of you on the road, only for us to hit a red light or some traffic two seconds later. Was it worth it being an obnoxious fag to save a literal second of driving time?
 
I personally really don't like how any food with sauce in it seems to be getting more and more watery by the second. I had steak recently with A1 and it was so runny it just about flowed out like water. Tomato-based sauces like Prego and others aren't thick at all either. I love me my thicker sauces and there is not a single brand of anything that's not running in the wrong direction there.
 
I went to get some groceries. It asks me for an ID and date of birth. Okay, that's strange. What did I buy that required an ID? Whipped cream. I'm asking, why do I need ID to buy whipped cream?

Answer: people have been getting high from the whipped cream container. Nitrous oxide that MAKES the cream whipped, they're inhaling that shit. And of course, it's a TikTok trend. This is the first I'm hearing of it. God, people are dumb as fuck.
 
The Last Stand dijo:
I went to get some groceries. It asks me for an ID and date of birth. Okay, that's strange. What did I buy that required an ID? Whipped cream. I'm asking, why do I need ID to buy whipped cream?

Answer: people have been getting high from the whipped cream container. Nitrous oxide that MAKES the cream whipped, they're inhaling that shit. And of course, it's a TikTok trend. This is the first I'm hearing of it. God, people are dumb as fuck.
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It's called doing whippits. It's really surprising you've never heard about it until now. They were warning us about it in school in the 90s. Oldest urban dictionary entry for it is from 2003. It's not even a remotely new concept. That's not to say it's not stupid as fuck people treat whipped cream like a controlled substance. I had to show my ID to buy a CO2 duster can the other day. So annoying.

Holy fuck I hate driving anywhere in winter, not because of the weather itself but because every other driver's IQ drops about 500 points between November and March. Pickup and SUV drivers will apparently suffer fatal mental anguish if they slow down to below double the speed limit or give other people a little extra following distance when the roads are covered in snow. On the other side are the geriatric absolute fucking retards who will slow down to half the speed limit and constantly ride their brakes even after the plows and road salt have done their thing, and the roads are perfectly clear and dry.
 
Shart Attack dijo:
It's called doing whippits. It's really surprising you've never heard about it until now. They were warning us about it in school in the 90s. Oldest urban dictionary entry for it is from 2003. It's not even a remotely new concept. That's not to say it's not stupid as fuck people treat whipped cream like a controlled substance. I had to show my ID to buy a CO2 duster can the other day. So annoying.
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Buying whipped cream to huff it is still absolutely retarded. Even if you don't think doing whipits is ontologically dumb (hey I had a fair amount of fun with that shit at Dead shows and the like way back when), you're massively overpaying and on top of that, wasting perfectly good whipped cream.

Just go to a head shop and get the canisters and some balloons and a dispenser if you absolutely must do that shit.
 
I bought a new pair of the exact same uniform-compliant pants I always wear, and the new ones were noticeably thinner than my old, worn-in ones. Material got cheaper. I thought, well maybe it's alright, and maybe they'll fluff up a little after being washed a few times. I tripped and BOTH knees ripped right open like I was Captain Kirk in some early Star Trek.
Mordecai 3 Finger Brown dijo:
Forest Whitaker's The Butler is playing on TV.

They bleep out "nigger" when uttered by the white characters but leave it in when muttered by the black ones.
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No, no, you see, it's like a sing-a-long thing. You have to scream NIGGER at the TV every time it's bleeped. BYON.
 
bliblblblbbllb dijo:
I tripped and BOTH knees ripped right open like I was Captain Kirk in some early Star Trek.
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My old office had shitty computer rolling chairs at each terminal with round handles that somehow would snag your side pockets.

It was a fast-paced environment where you were jumping in & out of the chairs to use the terminals a half-dozen times an hour.

I'd turn several pairs of dress pants into tearaways a month.
 
When people act like basic or very obvious business practices are actually secret ways greedy businessmen are trying to secretly rip off the consumer. The kind that act like making a big box (but still putting the proper weight written on the box) is lying to the customer, or saying they designed the food to make you want more of it is immoral. What the fuck do you want them to do, design the recipe so you say "that's horrible, I never want that again in my life?"?
 
I hate that I can never make myself go to sleep when I need to, and I have a hard time waking up in the morning. Fuck my life. Maybe I'm meant to be a night person and not a day person.
 
My upstairs neighbors have rambunctious children. I knocked on the door to ask them to keep the noise down; I can literally hear them screaming and stomping enough to where my apartment vibrates. Mom doesn't even come out; I have to talk through the door. Jesus. I don't even know if telling the apartment manager would do anything. I have to work when it happens.
 
The Last Stand dijo:
My upstairs neighbors have rambunctious children. I knocked on the door to ask them to keep the noise down; I can literally hear them screaming and stomping enough to where my apartment vibrates. Mom doesn't even come out; I have to talk through the door. Jesus. I don't even know if telling the apartment manager would do anything. I have to work when it happens.
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Sorry for the double post. Literally had 2 neighbors evicted for noise, a few years ago. Not sure if it would do any good now. First one was for toddler bashing against the walls, screaming. 2nd one was for sickos locking their dog in a utility room closet. :mad:
 
Count Grishnackh dijo:
Sorry for the double post. Literally had 2 neighbors evicted for noise, a few years ago. Not sure if it would do any good now. First one was for toddler bashing against the walls, screaming. 2nd one was for sickos locking their dog in a utility room closet. :mad:
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Did you let the property manager know? How did you keep track of all that? How did that process go?

I dislike winter with how cold it gets. Energy bills go up because of the heat.
 
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