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Post by Seiryou Shinjou on Mar 10, 2005 17:28:54 GMT -5
Yeah, I know I'm the last person you'd expect to be starting this thread, but after seeing it's undeniable 'drawing power', I thought I'd give it a whirl. My rant? Girls need to know that when a guy is married, you don't throw yourselves at him. Desperation isn't attractive. Neither is shaving your cats ass, and pasting it on your head. Yeah, I'm talking to you, Hammie.
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Post by Xfee on Mar 11, 2005 10:21:49 GMT -5
Ahh, nothing like a delicious Yahoo in the morning. ^^
But on with the rant:
At least once every single day that I see my dad, he makes some sort of comment about the shirts I wear. Sometimes, most times, he goes on and on about how improper they are, how short they are, how I look like the rest of the world, and yada yada yada. I try to wear longer shirts, I dont like showing my tummy and back anyway. The only time they lift is of course when I bend over or am stretching upward. I cant help that gawd dang society has inflicted this sick trend into the fashion industries forcing all girls between the ages of 5-25 to look like skanks or like they've outgrown most of their clothes. I want to finally find shirts on racks in my favorite stores that when I try them on, I wont have to worry about showing too much skin when I bend over. I want shirts that will go down at least two inches over the tops of my jeans. Is that too much to ask for? Excuse me for having a tall looking build! And ohhh these fashion companies are smart, they know what they're doing. Good luck finding any pants that go anywhere near even an inch below your belly button. They make pants "super low" and shirts super short. The pants I can handle if they'd just provide longer gawd dang shirts. I went shopping a few weeks back to buy 4 longer shirts. I went through an entire store looking for shirts long enough. The only thing I could find was maternity wear. Bullfrickencrap. I'd wear men's shirts but they're too tight on my chest most of the time, and I dont want to look like a dyke anyhow. Arg. Gawd dang mother crappin freakin JGLKJDF!!! Thats what I think of you, short shirt makers.
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Post by Serapis Geist on Mar 11, 2005 14:37:15 GMT -5
Okay so like..Statistics 1 sucks. So does being sent to the office for stating your honest opinion. Its not my fault that my Stats teacher has a fucking cactus stuck up his skinny little ass. And it certainly isn't my fault that he can't teach worth a damn. True, I am a pain in the ass. True, I do treat him like shit. BUT HE STARTED IT. OVER A DAMN HALL PASS! Here's what happened.. So I was cleaning up all my AP Art stuff in the art room on the first floor. Once I was done I headed up to the third floor for Stats because that was my next period class. I get up there and Mr. Messick says to me "Where's your pass" (I've done this before and he's never asked for a pass). And I say "I don't have on but you can call Mr. Campbell (My art teacher) to tell you that I'm not lying and that I was cleaning up my mess." So you'd think that'd be the end right..? of course f*cking not. He had to take it to the next level! So he yells at me after "No! You can can go back downstairs to get a pass." "Mr. Messick I'm not going back downstairs to get a pass. That's just silly." So then he yells some more!!!!! fjhgfgdfjk "THEN YOU CAN GO TO THE OFFICE AND SPEND THE CLASS THERE!" So I'm like ''' And then I got mad and yelled back. "You know that sound slike an awesome idea, seeing as how this class sucks anyways. Even the office is better than sitting in a class with a teacher like you teaching shit that is completely useless." So then of course I was sent to the office x.x Yeah...I know. I tweaked. But he made me x.x Luckily I pulled the waterworks on the Dean of Students and got away with nothing =3 Yay! No detention <3 Still, I hate men like Mr. Messick. They're fucking douche bags (Sorry..I stop swearing x.x He just makes me soooo mad!) He's such a bad teacher, one time he told me to jump out the window an dkill myself because I didn't get a good grade on a test x.x''' People like him make me so pissed.
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Post by Seraphim on Mar 12, 2005 14:04:53 GMT -5
Women love to talk smack about you. It's like they thrive on trying, and the keyword there is 'trying', to embarrass you. Look, people; Eric wears long-johns in cold weather on occassion. What is so wrong about that? I suppose it's funny to you guys because I don't have the image of someone who wears 'long johns', but whatever. You try living in Vermont for a few months during the winter and not wear them things. It's fucking cold.
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Post by Seraphim on Mar 13, 2005 9:30:07 GMT -5
It's not like it's fun, man, but I never had a problem with the SAT.
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Post by Xfee on Mar 13, 2005 10:29:50 GMT -5
Lol It really is funny to me seeing a guy in longjohns. And even better, imagining you, Eric. I mean, my idea of you is that you're handsome (duh) decently stacked and everything, then ... you are suddenly coated with the thin long material covering your body that suddenly makes you look gangely. It makes everyone look that way. I just imagine a farmer. ^^ Hehehe Its just something I'm not used to, being that I live in the center of the sun (aka East Texas). If it makes you feel any better, I thought the tiny kiddy cowboy hat was even better. xD! I wont post here without at least one rant... Yesterday, me, my brother and Chuck went across town to be the providers of music for this church that was having a 'Spring Blast' in a park to invite new people to their church and have a cook off and random things like that. We've done that sort of thing several times before, and its always been pretty swell. Two giant 18's, two big 15's, two 12's, amps, mixers, some other thing, a sound board, tons of cords. Its not half bad when you have more than two pairs of hands going, so I dont complain about the work. However, I complain about location. We were stuck setting it all up some half dozen or more meters from the small covered pavillion where they were having food and whatever else. (By the way, the hamburger meat was white, I dont know what was up with that.) Anywho, we got stuck in a giant opening of direct sunlight. No shade for a very big distance. The only time we had any shade is 1. We ate for about 10 minutes in the pavillion standing up (it was packed). 2. When I walked all the way across the freakin park to go to the bathroom. Anywho, there we were. Labor, 10am-5:30pm direct sunlight and surrounded by bees, and labor. We were complimented majorly on the sound, on the equiptment, on the professional look and quality of all of it, they loved it. And do you know what we got for doing it? Nothing. No payment. Not a dime. We werent even allowed to participate in the raffles just because we were considered 'workers'. I mean, I wouldnt have even cared if they gave us 20 bucks, thats something. We lost half a tank of gas, my brother's neck is extremely sunburned, as well as parts of his face and forearms, mine and Chuck's arms are lightly burned, Chuck's ears are scorched... That was just the worst. And the music they provided seriously sucked. I know Christian music, I listen to it quite frequently. But these guys? They wanted to attract people and offer them free food and games and whatever, whether they got into the church fad or not, and they actually give us "church music" CDs and light gospel? At one point, my brother plugged in his iPod and played some light christian rock that was actually fairly mellow still, and after about 4 songs, they gave him -more- lame CDs to replace his stuff. Absolutely annoying. AND this one mexican chick there had 6 freakin kids with her. All of them were under 10 years old, and she entered all of them into the raffle thing, and she won 4 things she'll probably be using for herself. Yesterday just wasnt that great of a day. >.< I'm done.
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Ezekiel
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Post by Ezekiel on Mar 13, 2005 13:04:26 GMT -5
The hamburgers were made of babies.. the other, other white meat.
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Post by Seraphim on Mar 13, 2005 13:46:06 GMT -5
I don't really have a "Rant of the Day". Poor Paul had a run-in with Sephirah earlier, so that must have sucked. I guess the only thing I can rant about, and I'll keep it short, is being married. "Get me this". "Do this". I tell you what, folks. Don't ever get married unless you love the person enough to put up with that kind of stuff.
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Post by Jessica Silvera on Mar 13, 2005 20:03:09 GMT -5
We, in england, don't take SAT exams... however, we do do just about everything else in exam forms... since the age of about... 14 i've taken around able 22 exams...
I hate exams... that is my rant of the year!
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Post by Xfee on Mar 14, 2005 9:55:36 GMT -5
I've been in college two years and I've never taken the SAT. HA! Though I do plan on doing it before going to major university. I feel confident. ^^ Especially after taking college english and algebra.
Rant: Phones. Cell phones. Portable house phones. They all make noises one way or another. If my house phone isnt within 8 feet of the base charger, it makes loud clicky noises every half a minute. Chuck's house phone makes static type noises in return, as well as blanking out random parts of what he or I say. My cell phone also makes static, and makes me sound softer than what I really sound like. Chuck's phone loses signal in places like the bathroom, garage, livingroom and even if he just covers himself with a blanket. My mum's is excessively loud, on both ends. Everyone hears what she's saying, and everyone hears what I'm saying. Not to mention everyone in my family has Nextel walkie-talkie phones. My dad's phone doesnt even have regular dial type of phone- just the walkie-talkie part of it, making it very difficult to get a hold of him when he's at work.
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Something is making this really weird squeeking/creaking type of noise in the upper corner of my room. >> Alright, I'm weirded out. x.x
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Mar 14, 2005 13:53:07 GMT -5
o__o It started without meee. Well here we go. My job shall be my rant of the day.
I work in Chuck E. Cheese's. I originally was a birthday hostess. I host someone's birthday party, heh heh. I had decent hours, 3 days a week, $6 an hour, yay. One day, after working abooouut..3 months, my general manager decided to 'fire' me from birthday hosting. "Why" do you ask? For having 2, yes 2, very mild complaints on my comment card. Both of them were about how I wasn't giving their birthday child and guests 100% of my attention. Ok..not only do I have to host 1(maybe 2) birthday parties, I have to run food, watch kid check, handle the ticket redemption and bus tables. -.-; Anyways.. my GM thought I wasn't good enough being a hostess so now I'm the kid check person. Kid Check is basically a podium near the door of CEC. I have to stamp adults who are with children with numbers(normal stay) or letters(reserved birthday). If an adult is not with a child and is not going to leave with a child, they don't need a stamp. The adult and the child have to have matching stamps in order to leave together. It's supposed to prevent child kidnappings. Simple, no? Well I have to do that every..single..time..I..work. I would rather be in the friggin' rat costume than do kid check. Here's a situation that happened to me Sunday.
I had to handle the ticket redemption because a co-worker wanted to have a little smoke break, what wonderful timing. I look at the corner of my eye and I see a man leaving with two kids, a boy and a girl. I yell for him to stop, he looks at me then proceeds to leave.
I run back to my little stand and stops him. He looked...upset. He demands why he needed to stop. I explained to him about the Kid Check policy. He tries to leave again and I stop him. All I wanted was to check his and the kids' hands before they left. My manager sees all of this happening and just gives this "you can handle it" look to me.
He finally(after about a minute) thrusted his hand out to me, nearly hitting my face. He didn't have a number or a letter, but the kids had numbers. I ask the kids, "Who is this guy?" It is normal for parents to come in after their child/children have already been stamped. It happens a lot. They replied "Uncle ___". I asked for a picture of the kids, but the man didn't have any.
After pleading for him to stay, I asked one of the kids to get their parent(s). The boy brought back his mother, I checked her stamp and it matched with the kids. She explained to me that the uncle came in later and didn't recieve a stamp. He was going to freak out and she quieted him down. I told her about the kid check policy and she said "Oh that's a wondeful idea!".. The man calmed down and apologized. The mom said it was ok for the kids to leave with him so they left.
Yes, all of that drama, but I had a job to make sure the kids left with the 'right' adult. Most of the time, the adults freak out, wondering why Kid Check people have to look at and stamp their hands when they enter/leave CEC. -.- After I explain to them(again) about the policy, they calm down and compliment about what a good job I'm doing, most adults ignore me and try to leave again. ...A lot of parents who go to CEC are stupid...
AND I HATE IT WHEN GROWN-ASS MEN CALL ME HONEY!!!!...my rant...thank you..
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Post by Jessica Silvera on Mar 14, 2005 18:05:50 GMT -5
I hate it when men think that just because you're wearing a short skirt it gives them an excuse to touch up your ass.
Also. i -hate- it when i get cig smoke in my eye... the pain ohhhh the pain...
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Post by Xfee on Mar 15, 2005 8:29:40 GMT -5
You know, its considered sexual harrassment for men to refer to women with -any- kind of pet names. And its even worse since you're not a legal adult yet. You should mention that to the guys who call you those names, and if any of them make you feel uncomfortable, you should totally press charges. The more women condone the smaller things, the more out of control the bigger things will be in the future.
Rant: Cant sleep. @_@
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Seren
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Post by Seren on Mar 15, 2005 12:12:27 GMT -5
This is kind of a rant over stupid people... but with more amusement than anger.
In addition to being a librarian, I also work part-time at Blockbuster Video (supporting a full-time student who poses as my husband ). We get all kinds of stupid questions, but the best one was a phone call I received last week. Here is a script of our conversation:
Me: "Thank you for calling Blockbuster Video. This is Andrea. How can I help you?"
Him: "Oh... ummm... I think I have the wrong number."
Me: (laughing) "That's quite all right."
Him: "But you might be able to help me anyway."
Me: (thinking this is a question concerning a local retailer or some such thing) "Well, I can certainly try."
Him: "Do you know where I might be able to get some kittens?"
Well, at first I thought he was kidding. It turns out he wasn't... he just wanted kittens. And of course, it was only logical (in his mind) that someone at a video store would know where to get them!
It was just... odd.
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Post by Xfee on Mar 15, 2005 14:46:35 GMT -5
Oo, I got a rant on stupid people too.
There's this guy I know, he's just... pure stupid. I cant stand pretty much anything about him. This is hilarious, seriously. Okay, get this- the guy, the stupid guy made this post on this forum thing that I go to a lot, and gawd, it was annoying. I mean, this genius thinks people actually read and enjoy all his random babbling! So anyway, there was this thread on the forum, something about ranting for the day or whatever it was called... and he replied with this little story about him going downstairs on Godzilla or something. What a dope!
Alright, alright. Maybe thats a little harsh. Maybe. But its so fun...
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