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Well, a bit of a long while ago (before the thread was retitled), I complained about this girl called Iz. Right now I'm happy to say that it's been a couple of months since we've pretty much cut off all contact with this chick. She wasn't much of a friend, really. She just wanted company to go to the places she wanted to go whenever she wanted to go out, and complain about her problems and her relationships, when there wasn't anybody else to bear with her. So I guess we actually did something about it instead of just passive agressively show concern about it. It feels pretty good.
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| # ? May 21, 2013 15:32 |
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Dear ex Stop going out with guys who are less attractive and shorter than me, it's kinda insulting to me on some level I guess. P.s I miss hanging out with you Other than that life is good. Also why do guys get 10x more pussy thrown at them in a relationship than when they're single? 
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i got banned posted:Dear ex Everybody wants what they can't have.
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| # ? Dec 23, 2010 04:07 |
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i got banned posted:Dear ex You're confident when you're in a relationship, women are attracted to confidence or so I'm told. Also, you notice people being attracted to you more when you can't act on it.
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| # ? Dec 23, 2010 08:03 |
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Dear boss, You are incompetent. No, really, you are blatantly and totally incompetent. How you've managed to keep your job with this company for ten years is beyond me; your idea that forcing us to work harder on less time and less staff is even worse. It isn't your staff's fault that your obvious inadequacy in just about everything your job requires (ordering, audits, inventory, scheduling, even writing loving memos) is going to get your sorry rear end fired. I just hope that when it happens this store gets a manager we can be proud of, instead of having to cover for everything you've hosed up. Running to a store to get our hands on something that we desperately need and you didn't order extra to make sure of a backstock during the busiest time of the year is a waste of our time, and it's loving humiliating. (The power outage was a reasonable excuse to keep the store closed until we had product and the registers were working again, by the way. Not our fault that you couldn't even figure that out and left us in an utterly hellish situation. We did what we could. Next time answer your loving phone when we call you about an emergency.) At least your dogs are cute. Your faithful employee, gC ~~~ Dear S, Going out of your way to make me feel crappy is a loving fantastic way to greet me the first time we hang out after you've been gone for three months. Look at me. I'm not a threat to you finding a boyfriend (although your attitude and your mouth are). I'm content with my home, my relationship, and (most of) my life. You're the one who's working a job that makes her travel all over the country. You're the one who bitches about having guys looking up her (very) short skirt... then giggles coyly and explains exactly how much money that makes you over a weekend. If you weren't such a frigid bitch I'd be convinced you were hooking when you go on 'business'. I've found a relationship that I'm happy with, and Other-S is just right for me. You two never actually dated because you're a scaredy-cat virgin who is likely to remain so til the day you die, and he's a healthy red-blooded male. Telling me that you'd tease him by wearing leather and a corset in front of him in the same breath as 'when Other-S and I get together, it's just best if we don't actually talk to each other because it'll turn into a screaming match' is just ridiculous. And by the way? If you dumped him, and you and R pushed me toward him because you thought he and I would click, why are you so pissed off at me for taking that opportunity? You denied me any chance of living with you when I moved out here because you were uncomfortable with Other-S and I having a relationship. It's like being friends with a little kid who gives away a teddy bear because 'Mr. Snuggums should be wuved', then cries when she sees her friend hugging it and cherishing it. He hates you because you treat him like poo poo every time you see him. As far as I can tell, his only crime against you was, y'know, WANTING TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU BECAUSE HE THOUGHT YOU WERE ATTRACTIVE. Like you seem to want guys to want (and go so far as to actively rile them up), but will never actually get beyond third base. (Okay, that's a lie... you won't get past second with anyone but your pulsing LED glowing 'disco stick'.) You know nothing about me, and I really don't care to spend much time with you to share. R and N may be our mutual friends, but they like the two of us for VERY different reasons. Our temperaments are almost totally opposite, and I think that's why Other-S and I are so happy where you and he are always fighting. Stop thinking you're the poo poo. Until you're actually satisfied with where your life is going, then we've nothing to discuss. Either stop being scared of men (professional help, getting a boyfriend who isn't your completely unavailable male BFF or your boss at the convention, and throwing away your vibrator collection might help there) or stop pretending that you're not peeved at me for taking up with Other-S where you left off. tl;dr (because I know that if you were a goon you'd never read something like this all the way through): You dumped my now-boyfriend and pushed me toward him, and now you treat him like poo poo and act like I'm a whore for being able to appreciate him. Get laid or get out of my life because this sexual-repression poo poo is driving me bugnuts. Regards, S the Third. P.S. Lick my non-existent balls. I'm not a sexual deviant for liking a little rough play, and neither is he. If you can go to Shibaricon and not be at least a LITTLE distracted by the shops? There's something wrong with you proudly proclaiming that you want to be a Domme. If you can't even have a guy touch you in a non-sexual manner without freaking out and walking off, you are not that kind of person. I'm sorry. The ability to tease without delivering does not a Dominatrix make, nor does wearing a black corset, a leather skirt, and too much makeup. P.P.S. Use my real name on the rare occasions when we're hanging out. R, Other-S, and N all do. Just because I originally met you over the net (gasp) using a pseudonym is no reason to continue using it in day-to-day, face-to-face interactions. You know my name, and you have for a long time. loving use it. ~~~ ...that was incredibly cathartic, and probably extremely incoherent. I feel better (and a little wigged that 3/5 people in my social circle have names beginning with S).
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| # ? Dec 23, 2010 11:29 |
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A, Stop contacting me randomly. Stop contacting me at all. You broke up with me, we both were clear we were over, so texting me late at night asking for pity is seriously annoying. There's a reason I'm not writing back. Leave me alone, like I've asked you to. Other A, What do you want from me? You ignore me half the time I try to contact you, and act like you're so busy with your other friends to get together, and then get upset with me because I'm "not there". Hell, you told me one night that, "you're always so busy, I never get to see you," when I'd gotten to where you were literally ten minutes after you called me to come hang out. I'm not that busy, clearly. You're always so nice to me when we are together, and then you just cold shoulder me the rest of the time. So just tell me if you meant all that stuff you said and you're interested in me, or if you were just drunk at the time or something and that's all it was, either way, just stop acting weird, because we were cool friends before and I miss that. Some friends, You guys are awesome and I owe you a lot. Seriously, stay cool. - Another A
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Dear People who kill my friends: Two people I shared a Christmas with last year are gone because of you. Irresponsible Driver: I hope that text message you checked was a good one, you missed a STOP sign because of it. You can't tell me that out of three people in the car, no one saw Vicki's motorcycle? She T-boned into you and while you and your car were unhurt she was broken on the pavement. As far as I know you have been charged with nothing. Dude I realize could have been anyone: I was going to make some nasty remarks, but I guess the Christmas spirit stopped me. I don't know the full story, but I do know D.L. was in poor health and therefore not to have been treated roughly. You should feel bad about that but not about any of the complications. D.L. contributed to his own death by not taking care of himself. I know he was a loss to you, too. Merry Christmas.
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| # ? Dec 24, 2010 23:29 |
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To the ex: Good luck with this engagement. And just after 4 months, compared to a cumulative 2 years with me? Not that I'd want you and your trainwreck life back involved in mine. Not even a millionaire dad is worth the way you treat people. You better hope Fiancee doesn't find out about the parts of your past that I know about and had to deal with. Multiple "suicide" attempts, sexual assaults by people we both knew that you not only didn't tell me about until a couple years later but also *never* told your 3 older and physically capable brothers, psychiatric analyses that yielded nothing, so yeah, you're just a needy attention-whore. I get it. Too bad I'm the only one that does. But jeez, 4 months? And does he know that we were loving like birds not this past August? You really know how to continue that Midwest-American psyche of "marry young or else you're a dirty philistine." I thought you were different from that. I thought we had really shaped each other from our time together. But you're just a hypocrite? Right, got it. Again, good luck.
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| # ? Dec 26, 2010 00:46 |
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scarycactusjunior posted:Dear People who kill my friends:  Jedi Knight Luigi posted:Psycho Hose Beast That's because she was banging him while you were engaged. 
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P.S. STILL COMPLETELY DEVOID OF MERIT
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Guesticles posted:
 We were never engaged. Also, her fiancee is a pastor's son who has never even uttered a curse word in his life.
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| # ? Dec 26, 2010 22:17 |
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Dear Nick, Quit acting like you are the misunderstood kid that just hurts inside simply because that's the only thing your highschool sweetheart respects. It was sad enough that you gave the poo poo that made you cool and unique up in order to get her back after THREE loving YEARS but the worst part is that you had to crawl on your hands and knees for three months in painfully obvious begging that ended up tearing our very tight-knit group of friends who worked very well together and whom never had a fight or disagreement when you were just Nick. Three months ago, I saw you every day, smoked with you at least every other and went sailing with you 3 times a week. Now, I haven't been on a boat with you in 10 weeks, haven't talked to you in just a little bit less time than that, and quite frankly, don't even know if you are dead or not. I'll gladly call you my friend again when you get your poo poo together and quit being sketch but not before that. I don't need your bullshit stressing my already-fried psyche. I hope she was worth it. P.S. Your girlfriend is a dumb whore who will never make anything of her life, we all hate her, her voice makes me want to kill myself and in retrospect, I should have told her to gently caress off a lot earlier than I did. She is dumb as poo poo dude. Also she hosed Eric. And a bunch of Argentenian dudes. And Jonathan.
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| # ? Dec 26, 2010 23:14 |
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gently caress off, dad. You got some nerve going to your parents' place for only one drat day just so you can get your Christmas stash AND bitch that your rent is too high. $750 dollars for a downtown 1 bedroom is a friggin' steal compared to 1000-1250$ your other friends have to pay. Maybe if you didn't spend your money on pot every other day you wouldn't feel so tight for cash. Learn some loving self control, you selfish stinkyhole.
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hmm, dunno why I feel so compelled to vent, but here goes, J, dude you are an awesome friend for the most part, but you are beginning to let drugs control your life. You have been a pothead forever but are slowly venturing into the more hard territory. I know your mom died earlier this year and can only imagine the pain you are going through, but you have no job, lost a longtime girlfriend, and have been hitting the booze hard recently, and you admitted that you have been taking Ecstasy anywhere from 2-4 times a week. You mentioned to me when you were drugged out of your skull you want to make a new years resolution to sober up, I hope you do, seriously. brother, I love you man, but you seem to keep hiding the fact that you are always depressed in some manner from everybody. It not healthy, and I wish you would open up more, I am family you know. also quit spending all of your money on large ticket items which make you broke all of the time, specifically the new BMW that was way out of your price range, you always complain about having no money for food, then go and buy stupid poo poo. K, Everyone kept telling you that your now wife was bad for you, but you married the bitch. how many times have you guys broken up and got back together? that woman controls your life now, she made you move to an apartment complex 2 hours away from all of your friends and your job, just because it was close to her mom. And the fact that she was trying to manipulate my brother into loving her so she could separate you from him as a friend, at least my brother was smart enough to decline. She's ugly anyway. You aren't perfect, but you could do so much better than a manipulative, bi-polar, insane woman. Plus you are getting really fat. S, I get it, you think I am hot but here's the thing, you are 12 years older than me, you have a relationship, and honestly you are kinda creepy and give off that insane woman vibe. You are just another coworker to me, and need to stop making weird comments that you try to pass off as flirting, I am not, nor ever will be interested. J, you are my manager and all, but when I leave this job for good I will have a hard time trying to avoid decking you in your smug face. You act like you are better than everyone else, even your superiors. You are a manager at a retail store, get over yourself. C, in retrospect I am glad you decided to break off our 4 month fuckbuddy situation right before I was ready to ask if you wanted to be exclusive. You are a cool chick and all but I knew that it wasn't gonna last, I was the rebound, you weren't over your ex, and told me you didn't want a relationship. The manner in which you did this was really loving stupid. You just ignored me, which would have worked slightly better if WE DIDN'T WORK AT THE SAME PLACE. Now I find out you have been loving another guy who works here as well, and probably dragging him through all the same false promises you said to me. Plus he's 30 and you are 19, do you fail to see anything wrong with that? I am glad you got fired, I was tired of all the awkward bullshit you put me through. Good riddance, you have a ton of issues anyway, and loving anyone who pays attention to you won't fix that. ...that felt good actually. Mana Dragon fucked around with this message at Dec 29, 2010 around 05:42 |
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Extended Family: Stop making this part of the family feel like poo poo with your guilt trips because we're not there every loving month or whatever. (BTW when did any of you last come here). And when we do arrange to come over you are all arsey about it and wanting an exact to-the-minute schedule and everything on your terms. We live on the other side of the country. Deal with it. GargleBlaster fucked around with this message at Dec 29, 2010 around 22:34 |
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Dear M, You know when you call and tell me you're going to stop by, YOU COULD AT LEAST SHOW UP OR loving CALL ME AND TELL ME YOU AREN"T COMING. How many times did I cancel plans just to see you? How would you know, you never loving cared to ask. In fact you never cared enough to even apologize once. gently caress you for treating me like I don't matter. You wonder why I don't call anymore? I don't. What kind of games were you playing anyway? One minute I'm all you want if you could just make a break from your current situation, the next you're telling me you're pregnant by some other guy I never heard of? I was giving you your space, trying to let you figure things out, being only a friend even though I wanted more and you said you did too. You asked me to wait but you only used me as an emotional tampon while I tried to show you respect and friendship. I still feel used and forgotten. Enjoy that new baby, your drug addled ex you went back to, and returning to the life that you cried over and told me you hated. Anything for a free house and car eh? What's it like being a whore? Dear K, SHUT THE gently caress UP ALREADY. I've known you for nearly 40 years and you haven't changed one little bit. All you want to do is get drunk and take Xanax until you're stumbling around and acting like a total rear end in a top hat. You still owe me a cocktail glass from the time you nearly fell through my living room window. DON'T loving CALL AND ASK ME FOR A loving RIDE EVER AGAIN. CALL A loving CAB. It isn't my fault you lost your license in high-school and never saw fit to ever get it again. I don't give a gently caress that you want to go drink in a bar or go blow all your money at a strip joint. I don't want to do that, I won't do that, and every time you call me the answer will be NO! And no, I don't have any weed either. One other thing. You're a loving loser that treats women like garbage. You're always talking poo poo about your girlfriend and it makes me ill. She is a nice person and frankly if she wasn't fat she wouldn't be anywhere near you. You're 45 years old, live with your parents (again), don't pay child support on your two kids, and weren't working for the last 3 years before I got you a job. Apparently you got laid off last week. Oh well I guess you won't be buying that $400 watch you kept talking about LMAO. I am so sick of you constantly talking about getting pussy. I graduated high-school 25+ years ago, did you? We've both been married, I know what pussy is, and frankly I grew tired of acting like an 18 year old at least 20 years ago. You treat all women like they're fuckholes. I think the topper was last week when you told me your girlfriend didn't want to have sex because she was on her period. When I said, "Oh well you can have sex later dude" and you replied "Oh we had sex." I about puked. What did you do surprise sex her? Just shut the gently caress up already, I grew tired of your juvenile bullshit 20 years ago. Dear S, Get your poo poo together. You're the mother of our son and I am tired of bailing your rear end out just so he can have a home. Here's an idea, DON'T SPEND EVERY DIME YOU GET. Try to put back a couple of bucks once in a while. Buying shitloads of junk every week and then crying to me when you're broke is really getting old. You destroyed our marriage and everything I'd worked for before we met. You treated me like poo poo, sold everything I had and took me for every cent I had when we were married. 1 week after I finally left for good, you'd moved in with another guy and 2 months after the divorce you're married to this schmuck and are treating him just like you did me. Gee, don't I feel special. Now that I'm free of your crazy rear end, I've manged to once again save some money and get my life back in order. Let me make this clear: THE MONEY IN MY BANK ACCOUNT IS MINE, ALL MINE, AND ONLY MINE. I pay you a hefty chuck of child support every week. That's all you're getting so shut up. Maybe in another decade I'll be back to where I was before I met your insane rear end. And really, pregnant again? How am I not shocked. Take care my our son, the next time you need money and a place to live, our son will be staying with me and the only money I will be spending is on a lawyer and a custody lawsuit. P.S. I'll never forgive you for giving G and S away without my consent and out of pure spite. They were my cats not yours and it still hurts. The way you treat pets makes me ill. Fuckoff. g_mangler fucked around with this message at Dec 30, 2010 around 18:11 |
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Guys. If you have a preference of which pub to meet up in, loving SAY SO. Everyone was dithering and being vague and unwilling to make a decision so I picked one, said where, waited for any objection and went there. Then I settle down with a pint, log onto our board and it's all "meet in OtherPub" Thanks for letting me go to the option I chose and sit here twiddling my thumbs, arseholes
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| # ? Jan 2, 2011 21:06 |
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LakesGuzzler posted:Guys. I kind of hope so, there's a joke about fractured planning decisions in there somewhere.
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| # ? Jan 2, 2011 21:41 |
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Haha no, our geek levels don't quite reach that high Just a typical "accidental" breakdown in communication that seems to go on sometimes. Was being a drama queen but needed to vent before moving on to the correct venue.
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| # ? Jan 2, 2011 22:38 |
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Dear Natalie, I broke off the relationship because I was no longer interested in you and I was tired of having to be the grown up. I was tired of having to take care of you, to listen to all of your problems, and to motivate you when you needed it. You are going back to school, working more hours, and will be extremely busy this semester. How in the world you and I would have been able to find time for each other would have been beyond me. I came to you when you were at your worst; drugs, sex, alcohol, smoking, and everything that fits in-between. I helped turn your life around, improved your relationship with your family, helped you get a new job, and motivated you to stay in school. You did nothing for me except make me realize that in a haze of vice, you can find a good person with a good heart, even if it's damaged. I missed those innocent, long summer days we spent together. I missed how we would draw for each other, do arts and crafts, play the piano, and email each other love stories and poems. We hadn't been doing that for months now and when I tried to initiate it, I felt like you were less than willing to. I felt that whenever I tried to do something nice, something in your life would go wrong and you wouldn't appreciate what I would do. I don't want to say this, but you almost always did something wrong. I never did. It must have been grating to be with someone as perfect as me, as you once said. Thank you, because that made me realize we weren't meant for each other. In less than 5 days you have already moved on to loving some drug dealer or loser you met (ugly to boot). Having to see his shoes at your door and the expression on your face didn't help when I pointed it out. I broke up with you, so how you cope really shouldn't be any of my business. I thought you'd have some self-respect, at least, but... Just don't go back to the drugs, alcohol, smoking, and random sex you did before to get by. I want to be your friend still, but if you're doing all of that then I can't shoulder that burden again. I'm sorry for breaking your heart. I'm sorry I couldn't be another rear end in a top hat. I'm sorry I lost interest and I wish things would have turned out differently. But they didn't and I am moving on, too. Dear E, Hey, I broke up with my girlfriend. Can we gently caress now? Thanks. Dear K, Your boyfriend lives in another country and you invited me over to your place next week. The games we play together, hinting towards our sexual frustrations, picking at each other's fantasies... well, let's just get it over with, shall we? Dear R, You have had sex with over 40 people. When I met you, I got out of a long-term relationship and was wary of just banging the next girl to come by. Now that I'm single again, let's hook up sometime. Dear L, You lost your virginity to some random guy. Congratulations. Now stop saying things like, "hugging is gay," "kissing a guy is gay," "sex is gay," when you are a girl and just got dicked. It makes no sense. Dear attractive women in my life, Let's just gently caress already.
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| # ? Jan 3, 2011 06:52 |
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Dear ex girlfriend, While your habit of being really condescending and baiting me into fights just to turn around and paint me as being a hothead who treated you poorly did contribute to the breakup, I mostly dumped you because whenever I wanted to eat while at your apartment I had to wash a plate that had been sitting on your floor with food on it since Thanksgiving. All the flies in the kitchen means it's time to wash the drat dish pile in the sink, too. I was here three weeks ago and that is the same bowl sitting on top of the same crap-encrusted pan. And I really don't like finding the unwashed vibrator in your couch with my rear end, either. ANAL_CUNT fucked around with this message at Jan 3, 2011 around 08:14 |
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To my father's parents, You can both piss up a rope. You think now that both of my maternal grandparents are dead, it's your turn to be "Grammy and Grampy" after ignoring my sister and I for the past 13 years. And why? Because my parents didn't want to come and visit you on your loving golden anniversary or whatever when I was seven loving years old. How is that my fault? If either of you get a chance to read this, I want you both to know that we threw your loving Christmas cards in the garbage. I really like how it was signed "To (my father), (my mother) and family". AND loving FAMILY. Do you even know my loving name, or how old I am? You probably don't even know I graduated high school. Neither I nor my sister acknowledge you as our grandparents. Our grandparents were Chuck and Mary, and they're loving dead. I hope you both choke on your own vomit for being lovely grandparents and despicable human beings in general.
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Dear stupid temp I hate you, you are lazy,stupid and annoying. You are supposed to be helping us but instead make our jobs 10x more difficult as even after several weeks you still cannot manage the simplest of tasks such as writing down a few numbers and a city name correctly. We have all complained about you but yet you still grace us with your presence as you play cock tease to the horny middle aged managers and they like to ogle your 19 year old rear end. You spend most of the shift talking loudly on your cell phone with your mom about your pathetic problems and snapping your gum. Do us all a favor and get knocked up so your baby daddy can take care of you just like you always gush to mommy about.
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Edit: no how about I stop being a lovely friend and bitching about them behind their backs. That seems like a worthy new years resolution. For all I know there's some autism type element and I'm therefore being a dick. I'll leave the basic point here minus the waffle and somewhat more generic: people who hate their jobs or whatever but are unwilling to do anything about it should stop moaning. Moaning doesn't summon the Better Life Genie. Better lives come with action. I find it very difficult to sympathise with people who complain that life is unfair but refuse to lift a finger to make it better for themselves, content instead to wallow in self-pity and a seething hatred for the world. It isn't very endearing to one's friends and peers. GargleBlaster fucked around with this message at Jan 4, 2011 around 19:44 |
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Fat guy down the row from me at work, Your normal speaking voice is as loud as my normal shouting voice. I have no idea how the people around you put up with your fortissimo telephone conversations, but you need to realize that we work in an office, not a crowded football stadium. Also you pronounce words like "out" in an extremely Canadian manner and while this doesn't bother me normally it's just something else that grates on me every time I hear the eternally droning megaphone that is your voice.
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| # ? Jan 4, 2011 21:06 |
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GargleBlaster posted:Edit: no how about I stop being a lovely friend and bitching about them behind their backs. That seems like a worthy new years resolution. For all I know there's some autism type element and I'm therefore being a dick. God, I hate this almost as much as the lovely life conditions themselves! I have a friend spiraled into it and I agree with you 100% I am having a hard time finding reasons to even keep up with him anymore because he will inevitably bring this poo poo up and then proceed to shoot down anything I suggest he try to resolve it, and will effectively continue to do nothing about it. I guess this poo poo will right itself any month now. 
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 02:08 |
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Hey A I'm not sure why you would think i would want to move in with a guy who can't spend an hour away from his girlfriend. I love how the only reason you asked me is because your GF can't move in with you because she is trying to hide the relationship from her parents. This of course means that because your cheap rear end does not want to pay for a two bedroom apartment, I’m going to have to watch/listen to you and your girlfriend, loving in my livingroom 24/7 because we all know you are not going to be fooling around at he rparents house. Thanks, but no Thanks man PS. You are a shell of the man you used to be, you used to be all about working out, staying in shape, eating awesome food, going out and having fun. Your girlfriend has turned you into a skinny, out of shape, boring, vegan who sits around at home all day cooking crappy ubervegan food for his girlfriend.
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 03:08 |
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S, She broke up with you, what, almost nine months ago? Get over it already. You were about to go to the bar with all of us until you found out she was going. Are you going to stop going to Karaoke because she wants to go now? Will you not come to my birthday because she's invited? You had your emotional breakdown. You even dated other girls. She's given you plenty of space by not hanging out with the group for these past months. We don't mind helping a friend out and giving your advice or support when you need it. Don't act like everything's fine when it isn't. We've all known each other for almost twenty years, and it becomes fairly obvious when something is wrong.
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 03:41 |
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g_mangler posted:Stuff I have to ask about how in god's name you got your custom title.
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Raul Sinropa posted:God, I hate this almost as much as the lovely life conditions themselves! I have a friend spiraled into it and I agree with you 100% I am having a hard time finding reasons to even keep up with him anymore because he will inevitably bring this poo poo up and then proceed to shoot down anything I suggest he try to resolve it, and will effectively continue to do nothing about it. I guess this poo poo will right itself any month now. That's exactly it, it must be the same kind of thing... I don't know if it's a form of {insert undiagnosed brain fuckery here} but it's so difficult to support. Suggesting everything under the sun ranging from Obvious Advice to Tough Love (saying things pretty much how I said them here) to "hey if it's THIS bad have you considered getting professional advice" to ignoring it altogether (in case it's an attention seeking thing and I'm encouraging it by responding) and everything in between, it just gets thrown right back at you. It's the epitome of the well known fact that you can't help someone who doesn't want to help themselves, but as a friend it's tough to just stand by and watch them self implode. Some people are seemingly just determined to be self-destructive so they can pity themselves, it's weird and its precisely because I care a great deal that it becomes So.drat.Frustrating! Sometimes I do think "why bother" and I hate that because it does seem like an illness thing to me and I don't want to abandon a friend with an illness because that goes against my very soul and I'd probably end up hosed in the head myself. (There's always that nagging worry that they'd do Something Stupid as well) Don't know about your friend's situation but this one thankfully does usually calm down after a couple of days and be pretty much a "normal person" (and really nice) for a while but money is often a trigger so this can happen once a month and it does get tiresome. If it was like this 24/7 I don't know if it'd be harder (because of it going on constantly) or easier (because there wouldn't be that "lovely charming person" that you miss and want back).
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 08:49 |
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GargleBlaster posted:Edit: no how about I stop being a lovely friend and bitching about them behind their backs. Someone is missing the whole point of this thread. quote:I'll leave the basic point here minus the waffle and somewhat more generic: people who hate their jobs or whatever but are unwilling to do anything about it should stop moaning. Moaning doesn't summon the Better Life Genie. Better lives come with action. I find it very difficult to sympathise with people who complain that life is unfair but refuse to lift a finger to make it better for themselves, content instead to wallow in self-pity and a seething hatred for the world. It isn't very endearing to one's friends and peers. Agreed. Its awful to have a friend moan about X constantly, and then make no effort fix it. Thankfully all my current friends have the intestinal fortitude to try to improve their lives if they realize something is starting to suck.
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 09:14 |
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GargleBlaster posted:That's exactly it, it must be the same kind of thing... I don't know if it's a form of {insert undiagnosed brain fuckery here} but it's so difficult to support. Suggesting everything under the sun ranging from Obvious Advice to Tough Love (saying things pretty much how I said them here) to "hey if it's THIS bad have you considered getting professional advice" to ignoring it altogether (in case it's an attention seeking thing and I'm encouraging it by responding) and everything in between, it just gets thrown right back at you. I think that's it right there, especially the second part. I don't buy the whole sickness deal. I think it is simply a matter of how comfortable they are now, and possibly attention whoring. The big difference here is the choice to improve. My friend bitches and moans, but continues to choose to bitch instead of actually DO anything. I'm frustrated because I am convinced he doesn't really want to change, because if he DID, he would do Something! He doesn't do anything. The best I can do is to illuminate possible choices for him to make. even help him see some opportunities and all he has to do is make that choice.
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 09:16 |
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Guesticles posted:Someone is missing the whole point of this thread. I know that's the point of the thread, was just explaining why I edited the post which was originally far more aggressive. Guess I just feel a certain amount of guilt utilising the thread so much. Or it's more like I was using it just to be passive aggressive and not enough of the "showing concern" part. Well, good to know it's far from uncommon anyway. Seeking out the options for them (e.g. keep an eye out for jobs they might like) is a good idea... It's kind of obvious after you mention it, but it's easy to get hung up on trying to "help" by trying to convince them to look for themselves.
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| # ? Jan 5, 2011 10:43 |
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Dear E You are an alcoholic. God bless you for trying to keep it in check by yourself, you're doing what I assume is an admirable job for someone who is doing it alone in your current condition. You went from drinking 2 bottles of wine per day every day for as long as I can remember (god bless 2 buck chuck), and now you're down to once or twice a week. That's nice, but it's not what you need. You need AA. Or join the Mormon church. Or something. We all appreciate that you're trying to do it alone but it's not working buddy. Or at least it's not quite there yet. For instance, today you drank one of those gallon bottles of Yellow Tail, by yourself. That's not normal, and it's not healthy. Yes, it was the ONLY gallon bottle of Yellow Tail you drank this week (so far), but it's still not normal. BigHead fucked around with this message at Jan 6, 2011 around 16:11 |
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BigHead posted:You are an alcoholic. God bless you for trying to keep it in check by yourself, you're doing what I assume is an admirable job for someone who is doing it alone in your current condition. You went from drinking 2 bottles of wine per day every day for as long as I can remember (god bless 2 buck chuck), and now you're down to once or twice a week. That's nice, but it's not what you need. You need AA. Or join the Mormon church. Or something. We all appreciate that you're trying to do it alone but it's not working buddy. Or at least it's not quite there yet. For instance, today you drank one of those gallon bottles of Yellow Tail, by yourself. That's not normal, and it's not healthy. Yes, it was the ONLY gallon bottle of Yellow Tail you drank this week (so far), but it's still not normal. If it helps your conscious, quitting rates for AA or whatever or doing it alone are identical (around 5% after so many [I think 2] years).
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| # ? Jan 6, 2011 11:32 |
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Scrum fucked around with this message at Jan 25, 2013 around 01:20 |
| # ? Jan 6, 2011 22:51 |
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Do you still have the original conversation by email? If someone else has made a grievous mistake, it's usually a good idea to get the ball rolling by emailing them in order to have documented evidence that you brought up the problem. If he threw you under a bus to cover his own rear end, I'd be bringing that up with his superior.
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| # ? Jan 6, 2011 23:35 |
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If you do that and your boss survives the aftermath, he'll probably torpedo the poo poo out of you.
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| # ? Jan 6, 2011 23:57 |
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Namarrgon posted:If it helps your conscious, quitting rates for AA or whatever or doing it alone are identical (around 5% after so many [I think 2] years). Rational Recovery and other non 12-step programs work way better than AA. Suggest those.
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Dear T, I am tired of being nothing but a blessing to you. Go gently caress yourself. I let you off easy dumping me over an email 3 hours after I told you I was adopted citing you had no time to date me when you started student teaching. But you found time to start dating some under-aged child at that all girls school down the road you pervert. You then continued trying to flirt with me over the next 6 months you had a girlfriend. I'm pretty smart, and I know she dumped you because I told you to tell her you walked 3 miles to my house at 1 AM to watch a movie with me on top of still being hung up on me. Also, you're welcome for that job I gave you at the museum. This is when you had no other options after you graduated and you're lucky they took you on full time. I'm saddened to hear that she took you back. You don't deserve her, and yet you keep stalking me and my boyfriend to this day. You're well on your way to turning into your father who left you for his other family. You don't deserve anyone. P.S. I've seen doorknobs bigger than your penis.
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Dear Duplex Neighbor, You are loving annoying. You're 65 loving years old. That's plenty old enough to know peering through other people's windows in the middle of the night is creepy and weird. Don't think you're being subtle by going outside to throw things in the trash bins (conveniently located next to the front window) every ten minutes. Stop that. gently caress you. --- Dear Friend, You failed out of college due to your own stupidity. It is YOUR OWN loving FAULT, not your professors'. You insisted on getting high before "doing" your homework (ie, copying it all out of the solutions manual.) You went to a rave the day before an important test, and watched anime instead of studying for your finals. You'd gently caress off for weeks, and then take a bunch of Adderall and pull an all nighter right before the midterms, and act all surprised when you failed. Please get some help. If this doesn't demonstrate to you that your current way of living really isn't working, I have no idea what will.
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