What pisses you off?

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I agree with B, I get fucking mad at almost everything. From stupid ass shit to serious shit that needs to be taken care of.


Top 5 little things:
5. Movie gossip
4. insects
3. when you hold the door for someone and they don't say "thanks"
2. spilling coffee
1. flat beer


Top 5 big things:
5. Old People
4. looking to start my career
3. looking to start my career
2. trying to find the perfect next project still
1. looking to start my career



Milan
 
what pisses me off:

rude ppl
ppl that IM you and you dont know them
telemarketers
ppl who think they are better then you
when i first wake up, someone fucking with me
school pisses me off
DFW highways

there is more, my patience is running out tho
 
Ya and Milan dont forget, YOU ARE NEVER ALLOWED TO DRINK TEQUILA AND POST AGAIN!!!!!!!!! You are an ass when u drink tequila, hehe. You post whored that one night like a motherfucker.
 
little things don't piss me off, i'm that that anal :p

government workers piss me the fuck off.
they get paid to do shit but sit on their lardasses and bitch. everytime i go to dmv i want to blow the place up.

bitches are just wacked, but that doesn't mean i'm turning gay (somebody's getting a little too excited about being the first gayfer on HS)........ :lol: jp

i hate kids.
i hate old people.
i think i just hate everyone i don't know and most of the people i do know. looking at them just piss me off.
 
what pisses me off right now? my favorite band of all time is making it's first appearance in MT tomorrow and i'm on the guest list. and i have to )($#*REW$#@ work.

)(*)(*#@$)(*#@)(*#@
 
Call in saying you have thje shits and you cant get off of the shitter. Not too many bosses will touch that one.

Things that piss me off
RICERS, I hate being associated with them just because I have a Honda
People that post whore
People that talk shit about hondas but insist on keeping their stupid asses around the board.
I work in a town that has a great deal of polish people, and I look somewhat polish. I do not speak one word of polish and I have all these people speaking to me in polish. I keep saying I don't speak polish and they get pissed at me. The ones who can speak a little english keep asking why I don't speak it. I am not even a quarter polish, why am I going to learn the language.
All this rain we are getting this week, because I can not take my fucking boat out.
 
Originally posted by jeff@Aug 8 2003, 11:44 AM
Call in saying you have thje shits and you cant get off of the shitter. Not too many bosses will touch that one.


All this rain we are getting this week, because I can not take my fucking boat out.

and if they make you come in anyway, hit up cvs on the way in, and eat a half box of Ex-lax, and literally shit everywhere.

they will let you go home :)


and dude, a boat is designed to get wet :) a little rain wont hurt it
 
People who are assholes and base their lives around taking from/fucking with others. Like people who would vandalize your car randomly for no reason, or would steal something that you worked hard to get. People that have no respect.


EDIT: Paying fucking 450 dollars to the fucking state for fines. Soon to be 850 if I get convicted of internal possesion of alchohol. If I get convicted this time I'm going to try to donate the money to like the humane society instead of the state. I'm fucking sick and tired of them taking my money.
 
All right man, you wanna know what pisses me off? I'll fucking tell you.

These stupid fucking customers that come in with bullshit phantom complaints. Example today: Dumb cunt bring her Grand Cherokee in because 1) She left the ebrake on and drove around, 2) she sometimes forgets to put it all the way into park and relies on the ebrake to keep the thing from moving, and 3) because of #1 and because she can't pull hard enough on the ebrake, she's afraid that #2 will not work.

So I go out to the fucking thing and the ebrake holds the Jeep in gear fine. I even give it a little gas. No problem. I tell the service writer that she just needs to use common sense and make sure it's in "P" when she gets out and to pull just a little bit harder on the handle. He goes and explains this to the customer and she insists it's fucking busted. I tell the service writer that I can fix cars but I can't fix stupidity.

Same service writer... I'm paid flat rate. Meaning, my time is worth $18/ hr. Every second that I'm sitting and waiting on shit, I'm losing money. This fucking retard fuckhole service writer is constantly forgetting to call customers to check if a $200 repair is in their budget, to put work orders in my slot, and on top of that, the should-have-been abortion doesn't know a fucking thing about cars. He couldn't check his oil if is waste of a life depended on it! We get shit in all the time that says, "car rattles." as the complaint. Well, fucking A! Where the fuck does it rattle? Under what conditions? Jesus H fucking christ, I almost killed the motherfucker today. I had to go out and beat a basket ball- sized dent in the dumpster with my 3lb. hammer to keep from ripping off his fucking head and shitting down his neck.

So, that's what's pissing me off. Right now, I'd seriously like to destroy something. It's hard to resist. It's a good thing I'm leaving in a month (or sooner) or I'd probably split his fucking nuts from his head to the back of his ass.
 
Originally posted by Loco Honkey@Aug 8 2003, 03:49 PM
All right man, you wanna know what pisses me off? I'll fucking tell you.

These stupid fucking customers that come in with bullshit phantom complaints. Example today: Dumb cunt bring her Grand Cherokee in because 1) She left the ebrake on and drove around, 2) she sometimes forgets to put it all the way into park and relies on the ebrake to keep the thing from moving, and 3) because of #1 and because she can't pull hard enough on the ebrake, she's afraid that #2 will not work.

So I go out to the fucking thing and the ebrake holds the Jeep in gear fine. I even give it a little gas. No problem. I tell the service writer that she just needs to use common sense and make sure it's in "P" when she gets out and to pull just a little bit harder on the handle. He goes and explains this to the customer and she insists it's fucking busted. I tell the service writer that I can fix cars but I can't fix stupidity.

Same service writer... I'm paid flat rate. Meaning, my time is worth $18/ hr. Every second that I'm sitting and waiting on shit, I'm losing money. This fucking retard fuckhole service writer is constantly forgetting to call customers to check if a $200 repair is in their budget, to put work orders in my slot, and on top of that, the should-have-been abortion doesn't know a fucking thing about cars. He couldn't check his oil if is waste of a life depended on it! We get shit in all the time that says, "car rattles." as the complaint. Well, fucking A! Where the fuck does it rattle? Under what conditions? Jesus H fucking christ, I almost killed the motherfucker today. I had to go out and beat a basket ball- sized dent in the dumpster with my 3lb. hammer to keep from ripping off his fucking head and shitting down his neck.

So, that's what's pissing me off. Right now, I'd seriously like to destroy something. It's hard to resist. It's a good thing I'm leaving in a month (or sooner) or I'd probably split his fucking nuts from his head to the back of his ass.

:werd: i work at a body shop and do strictly structural repair, the shit started to piss me off last friday, when this total asshole i work with was supposed to have this car ready to go to paint by the end of friday because he was leaving on vacation for a week. after lunch this guy did nothing, it still had a good 4 hours worth of shit to have done to it. at 3 he tells me he wont be able to finish it and tells me to finish it for him as he proceeds to show shine his fucking tool box.
monday
one of our estimators pulls up in a bmw that he worked on, she presents a whole fucking sheet of things wrong with it: low fluid lights, wipers werent tightened so therefore chipped the hood, bumper trim was falling off, look inside the hood theres a rats nest of wires and sensors tucked behind the headlight (id say about 5) so therefore i have to fix all of his fuckups and still make 2 other deadlines
 
Originally posted by Loco Honkey@Aug 8 2003, 03:49 PM
All right man, you wanna know what pisses me off? I'll fucking tell you.

These stupid fucking customers that come in with bullshit phantom complaints. Example today: Dumb cunt bring her Grand Cherokee in because 1) She left the ebrake on and drove around, 2) she sometimes forgets to put it all the way into park and relies on the ebrake to keep the thing from moving, and 3) because of #1 and because she can't pull hard enough on the ebrake, she's afraid that #2 will not work.

So I go out to the fucking thing and the ebrake holds the Jeep in gear fine. I even give it a little gas. No problem. I tell the service writer that she just needs to use common sense and make sure it's in "P" when she gets out and to pull just a little bit harder on the handle. He goes and explains this to the customer and she insists it's fucking busted. I tell the service writer that I can fix cars but I can't fix stupidity.

Same service writer... I'm paid flat rate. Meaning, my time is worth $18/ hr. Every second that I'm sitting and waiting on shit, I'm losing money. This fucking retard fuckhole service writer is constantly forgetting to call customers to check if a $200 repair is in their budget, to put work orders in my slot, and on top of that, the should-have-been abortion doesn't know a fucking thing about cars. He couldn't check his oil if is waste of a life depended on it! We get shit in all the time that says, "car rattles." as the complaint. Well, fucking A! Where the fuck does it rattle? Under what conditions? Jesus H fucking christ, I almost killed the motherfucker today. I had to go out and beat a basket ball- sized dent in the dumpster with my 3lb. hammer to keep from ripping off his fucking head and shitting down his neck.

So, that's what's pissing me off. Right now, I'd seriously like to destroy something. It's hard to resist. It's a good thing I'm leaving in a month (or sooner) or I'd probably split his fucking nuts from his head to the back of his ass.

see 28 Days Later, it will explain a lot. It explained to me my rage, "its in the blood"

Nice rant by the way
 
Originally posted by xyswany@Aug 8 2003, 04:16 PM

:werd: i work at a body shop and do strictly structural repair, the shit started to piss me off last friday, when this total asshole i work with was supposed to have this car ready to go to paint by the end of friday because he was leaving on vacation for a week. after lunch this guy did nothing, it still had a good 4 hours worth of shit to have done to it. at 3 he tells me he wont be able to finish it and tells me to finish it for him as he proceeds to show shine his fucking tool box.
monday
one of our estimators pulls up in a bmw that he worked on, she presents a whole fucking sheet of things wrong with it: low fluid lights, wipers werent tightened so therefore chipped the hood, bumper trim was falling off, look inside the hood theres a rats nest of wires and sensors tucked behind the headlight (id say about 5) so therefore i have to fix all of his fuckups and still make 2 other deadlines

Man...Fuck that.
We don't play that shit here.
And I work at a hotel...
 
Originally posted by TypeRcivic@Aug 8 2003, 04:20 PM
see 28 Days Later, it will explain a lot. It explained to me my rage, "its in the blood"

Nice rant by the way

I want to see the movie, but I know already that it won't explain my rage. It's something totally different. It's not in my blood. It's in my soul. Unless you want to hear about it, I'll refrain from describing it because it'll bring out a side of me that nobody here would expect me to have.
 
Originally posted by civicgirlracer97@Aug 6 2003, 11:24 PM
Liars, girls that play games, and being interu-

whatever civic girl, Anyways I hate people that are fake. Fake people piss me off. I really don't care for people who tune automatic cavaliers. HI!! I don't care if it's a Z24. And lastly, I don't like girls that don't put out, or that won't talk to guy who are only 5'5", yeah I hate those the most :lol:
 
Walmart really pisses me off right now. I got "escorted" / removed from the store today because I started screaming at two managers at customer service about what i thought of their cheap store. They wouldn't take a return on an item i bought an hour earlier because the packaging was lying about certain features. they said it's not their fault or duty to stand behind all of their products. i hope the whole store burns in hell.
 
what pissses me off right now is people who bring dead threads back to life......................
 
Originally posted by Prowler@Aug 9 2003, 12:22 AM
Walmart really pisses me off right now. I got "escorted" / removed from the store today because I started screaming at two managers at customer service about what i thought of their cheap store. They wouldn't take a return on an item i bought an hour earlier because the packaging was lying about certain features. they said it's not their fault or duty to stand behind all of their products. i hope the whole store burns in hell.

DEALING WITH COMMUNITY COLLEGE DROPOUT RETAIL MANAGERS 101.

welcome class.


first off and foremost, when dealing with these typically unitelligent power hungry idiots who let a managerial position get to their heads you cannot sit there and shout in their face. it solves nothing.

you calmly explain your situation. then you cop the "i come from a high social class than you" attitude. sit there and intelligently argue with them, slowly building up your anger.

THEN hit them with the silver bullet.

Tell them you are going to call corporate headquarters and ask them for their names and whatnot.

USUALLY the threat of you calling corporate, or something akin to that scares the shit out of them.

why?

becuase all they are is some expendable fuck who is on a big ego/power trip due to the fact they manage a fucking retail store. Last time i checked, Walmart was not requiring a degree in business management from Marshall School of Business (USC).

if there is anything a retail manager fears is the big-wigs from corporate coming down on their asses due to some pissed off customer with a valid arguement.
 
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