Thread: Rant and Rave, Cry and Complain

I hope it wasn't a gun shot

Originally Posted by melanieb

I think I just heard a gunshot, it didn't sound like the normal fireworks and backfires we get here.

I went outside and didn't see anything to indicate such...but I'm still not happy.

My son heard it from his room at the back of the house and asked the same thing.

Please let it not be a gunshot.

Some old dude probably got tired of the coon that kept living under his deck.

So one part of my job is "tagging" bad products (I'm a quality auditor). This means creating a "tag" in the computer as well as printing it out and placing it on the affected product. Yesterday, the QA for the production departments before me tagged some bad product... or at least, he put it in the system. I talked to the guy coming in on 3rd shift, and apparently he thought it would be easier to NOT put physical tags on the bad racks and instead just put it in the computer and leave a note for our supervisor.

Now, I wasn't aware of any of this--at least not initially. So today, one of my lines changed over to start running a new product. They ran an entire rack and then tried to scan it out of floor stock only to find out it was tagged in the system by a QA. They tell me, and I look it up to try and figure out the problem. That's when I learned all that crap ^. So I then had to find all the other racks, print out tags for them (because the other QA had gone home by this point), and have the operators remove everything the ran from the line. I ended up being almost 30 minutes late.

I just can't figure out why the other guy thought it would be OK to not physically tag the bad product. That's how production workers are able to tell if something shouldn't be used. Putting in in the computer is really just for reference and records.

To make matters worse, I don't have any beer! I wish beer distributors were open at 12am... ah well, I've got plenty of whiskey. Although, it's odd. I used to dislike most beer. But I liked whiskey. Then I drank way too much whiskey one time, and ever since then I've never liked it as much. But then I started liking beer.



I think this might be my first legitimate rant? Unless complaining about weather and other stupid stuff counts..

My speakers aren't working! :c

It was good as a child. I know what I like, I know what I dislike. There were no funny thoughts about the reasons why I'll like something. Then I grow up. And people start asking why. Why do you like something? There were half-believing when I give them a simple answer, so I start probing. There comes a time when I realise like will grow into habitual, and you start liking something because you're used to it. You need something to hold on to or your life will be filled with void. And then there comes the thought that you like things because of your need of things in life, not truly because you like it.

I also have a fear of new things to like. Consumed by the thoughts of the energy needed to put in to like a thing. We are creatures of familiarity. And the things you might like in the future is similar to those you have liked in the past. Why do you need to ask me "Why do I like?" when the answer is so simple.

Actual Rant:
Meals without grandma, because she is away for a trip, consists of bread and instant noodles...

New Rant:

Weird there are little rants today...

I'm having diarrhea. Went to the toilet thrice, and the third time felt like I was pissing from my ass. I can endure physical pain but the one I hate most is stomachache..

Saw the grade for my Biology Exam, what's even worse, before I checked the grade, I had a dream where my current professor said I would get an 82+

I don't know if my mind is fucking with me right now, but an 82+ can be a bad thing if she meant as a total for 4 exams

82/400? or 82 overall grade with the lab and lecture exams combined?

I'm not too sure anymore.........................................

I really fucking hate dreams like that. The one I had first semester in college, it basically said I would get a D in Biochemistry, but I got a D in Biology in the end, but either way, that was a pretty decent prophetic dream.

Now I have a professor telling me I'm going to get an 82 in my dreams, but I still don't know what part of that she means....

Then again, when I looked at my grades, it wasn't even close to that, so I guess it may be be having 82% total overall. That's pretty good, but it's a fucking dream, this dream didn't do me any good, it's only making me more depressed......


I'm starting to hate when people tell you that other people have their own problems as well.

I honestly do not see how that's going to motivate you, except convince you to suck it up, but doing that bottles your emotions, leaving you in a false sense of security that is weaker than you already were before.

No one has told that to me so far, but just speculating about it is irritating me.......

Originally Posted by Linkzelda

I'm starting to hate when people tell you that other people have their own problems as well.

I honestly do not see how that's going to motivate you, except convince you to suck it up, but doing that bottles your emotions, leaving you in a false sense of security that is weaker than you already were before.

I have people telling that to me everyday and I'm living fine. They just don't get that comparing never truly solves the issue. You are different from the people they're trying to compare you with and you handle or take things differently from the people they're trying to compare you with too, sadly they never get that. Or to put it in another way, they are never too keen in trying to understand what you're thinking in the first place.

Originally Posted by Carrot

Actual Rant:
Meals without grandma, because she is away for a trip, consists of bread and instant noodles...

So...carbs with carbs?


Rant: Walking field trips are good, in theory, but when it's super humid and you are traveling up large hills with 90+ 2nd graders who are sweaty and tired...the fun quickly fades.

And everyone has to pee.

@Carrot,

My father does the comparison thing sometimes, and it does irritate me, but I guess when I have children of my own, I'll understand why he does that.

I can't hate him for comparing until I know the story, or the experience of being a parent concerned about their child's future. This kind of realization is depressing, but at least I'm not clouded with ignorance like I was before.

But still...I wonder how this is going to teach me a lesson though. I guess I'll find out eventually.

And thanks, Carrot.

@Link - Someday you will have kids, I hope, and you will say a lot of the same things to them that you were told. Somehow it just happens.

Still, sometimes I hate the words that come out of my own mouth.

How was your biology exam grade?

Originally Posted by melanieb

So...carbs with carbs?

What does that mean?

Originally Posted by melanieb

@Link - Someday you will have kids, I hope, and you will say a lot of the same things to them that you were told. Somehow it just happens.

Still, sometimes I hate the words that come out of my own mouth.

Considering we were brought up with our parents instilling wishful thinking in hopes that we would become the ideal they could not reach, I guess doing things like that will be inevitable. And I hope I only have a kid , but I'm also unsure about considering having a child in my late twenties.

I'm not even sure if I want a child in my mid 30's. It's just that I'm not too keen on having to be responsible in taking care of a child unless I'm sure I can have strong financial stability.

Even though money isn't everything, it most definitely is everything in surviving and keeping a bonding with a partner and children(s).

I remember talking to a lady near her 40s-50s one time about that, and she told me that's bullshit. I partially agree with her because of the fact that she has children of her own, and pretty much did a self-business kind of job, but I think she was living with the status quo during her time on relationships.

This generation, it seems that even when someone wants to settle down and stop doing crazy things, find a good partner, and create a family, the temptations of rejecting that path are more likely to encroach their minds.

But that's just me.

How was your biology exam grade?

Let's just say that I'm creating an invisible variable that other people did horrible on their exams as well, and hoping the curve is going to be so insane, that I'll at least get a C, and at most, a B overall in the class (since lecture exams are 75%, and labs are 25% of the overall grade)

The other classes I have, not really worried about them, but it's the fact that I focus on them more that really makes me wonder about my work ethic, then again, if I did my optimal process of studying, I would actually turn insane to where people will start to be concerned about me, and that state of mind that I rarely go to bothers me lol.

People start to become objects when I get into that state, and my narcissism elevates to the extreme.

I'm worried if I am going to have my own child too. Just have that thought couple of days ago. The financial part didn't strike me though. But I guess I might leave a lot of decision making to the child himself/herself rather than enforcing them with my thoughts, like what our parents had done to us. I'll probably stand at the side as a guide, but that vision itself doesn't look too much like what a parent will do, huh?

Unless the child is born as the same horoscope as me, I don't really know how to teach them to help them in their life. The last thing I want is for their childhood to cause them to be depressed in the future.

Yeah, I'm not really motivated with the mentality of this scenario:

Son: "Daddy, I don't know what I should do anymore..."
Me: "Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll find an answer, because you are my son, and I believe in you."

That itself makes me want to puke.

Originally Posted by Linkzelda

Yeah, I'm not really motivated with the mentality of this scenario:

Son: "Daddy, I don't know what I should do anymore..."
Me: "Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll find an answer, because you are my son, and I believe in you."

That itself makes me want to puke.

That's a relatively good answer from my point of view. My friend has been telling me that often. And he acts as my counsellor.

Urgh. I'm ranting because I fucked up last night and my brain has yet to punish me for it. I don't think it's going to, at this point. :T A friend and I bought a $40 bottle of tequila and each drank exactly half. I wake up and I'm not even hungover.

Need... to... quit....

Aly.. you and your tequila..

I would like to quit smoking, get pregnant and try to get it right this time :/ How selfish is that? But I'm almost 40, my hubby has poor swimmers, and I'd have to actually have sex.

I'm sleepy. That seems to always be my rant lol. But I have a good reason to be sleepy today, seeing how I only got about 4 hours of sleep. I wanted to be in bed this morning at 1AM, but I was on Runescape and a clan member wanted to go dungeoneering. I'm anti-social but I went ahead. Afterward he asked if I wanted to level my herblore. Okay, I'm game. He ended up giving me about 2k unfinished pray potions. I went from level 56-63
Then a bunch of clan members started hanging out at the General Exchange dressed in elegant green clothes and wearing a green dragon mask and the guild owner eventually gave me 1million g Told me to buy the clothes for myself. He also ranked me up for being there so long, even though we're supposed to get ranks by participating in guild events.
It was a nice, very VERY long and tiring morning lol

But I slept through the best sunshine of the day and will have only gotten 2 loads of clothes washed and hung up And tomorrow, I'm going to be off with my daughters.

@Zhaylin: Isn't it nice that you're getting free items? I bet you're using a girl character!

Apparently safari on iPad decides to refresh my page every time I like a post. Damn.

The tenant in our basement suite need to move asap. The damn kids come upstairs every day screaming "GAVIN CAN WE GO ON THE LAPTOP/360?!@?!?!?!" No you fucking child, go back downstairs. Stupid no-front-teeth-having motherfuckers...

They always get smudges on my screen, they don't know how to keep their voices down, their nosy as hell, the little one (one of them is 7, the other's 9) never shuts up and keeps asking "why?", they touch my things without permission, they fucking sit right beside me and stare at the screen when I'm on my laptop, etc. They come upstairs and then they stay here all day long. I wouldn't mind them playing on the laptop or the 360 if it was only once in a while, but they come here every single day expecting to get several hours of play time.

And their mom... The dumb bitch needs to learn how to take of her kids on her own. I spend as much time with her kids as she does (if not more). When she wants to watch tv, she tells them to change the channel and then sends them upstairs so she won't have to deal with them. I can't do anything with these two munchkins around - I can't watch the tv shows I like, I can't even browse the websites I frequent, I can't blaze, I can't go out for a walk ("Gavin, I told you to watch the kids! D:< "), etc. And even when they're downstairs, I have put up with their mom's horrible parenting skills (or lack thereof). She loves them and all, she's a good mother, but she's just so fucking bad at raising kids. She's always yelling at them about something stupid and it's so loud, I have to turn the tv up much louder than I like.

Even right now, one of these little bastards is sitting here just begging for a drop kick. He came upstairs and just sat down on the couch; he isn't watching tv or anything, just sitting looking out the window. Why can't he fucking do that downstairs? I have shitload of homework to do, and I was planning on enjoying some "me time" until 6 pm before I hit the books. This reports going to take me all weekend - today was going to be my day. I had everything planned out - I made myself some pasta and garlic bread for breakfast (which I now have to share), I rolled a joint of some of the most potent stuff I've ever gotten my hands on (I was going to take a few hits of this stuff every half hour and maintain a steady high until later this evening), I was going to play some video games for an hour or so, and then head out for a long walk in the woods and a visit to the library. And then this little goobag comes and fucks it all up. I haven't had a single day to myself in the past month (regular hospital/doctor visits, school, relatives coming over, the tenants, etc), I was looking forward to this day all week and dsjkfnsjdgbeuir grgreni 43gth gkh45!!!

I've got less than 6 hours before I start working on my report, but the next few will probably be wasted. The kid's mom went out somewhere and I have no clue when she's coming back.



I had a fucking schedule! D:<

Yeah, Carrot, I play a girl. I also wear the Samba Loyalty reward outfit which means I run around practically half naked
But my clan is just cool.

Gavin. Do what I do. Tell the kids you're over-heated and feel like barfing so you'll be in your room butt naked, so they should really NOT come in

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

He ended up giving me about 2k unfinished pray potions. I went from level 56-63

Jeeesus, when I used to play runescape it would take me weeks to level up that much. I guess I just needed friends in high places like you have

Ooooh man. I knew from the very start that a long bikeride would be a bad idea today... Why did I do it?!

I started the day with 4 hours of sleep (Mistake number one). I had four classes in a row from 9-2, got home, had some leftover Chinese takeout (Mistake number two) and a couple large glasses of water for hydration, but didn't take any with me on the ride (mistake number three.) Yesterday I took a 10 mile bikeride and thought I could handle a longer one today (Mistake number 4). I got 6 miles from my house and was feeling just fine, well-hydrated, breathing OK. But then I realized most of my trip was downhill, and would have to bike uphill the 6 miles back (mistake number 5). By mile number 8 (4 to go) I started having trouble breathing all the way in and my legs were getting tired. By mile number 10 I got queasy; the Chinese leftovers were not settling well. By mile number 11 I was getting dizzy so I had to slow down (thank goodness we live on country backroads with no one there.) I am finally home and hydrating to the max. UGH.

Although I did accomplish 22 miles in 2 days, that's not bad! Next time I won't do it two days in a row >.<