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Merel

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Found a very compatible match (99% match/0% enemy too!) on okcupid who I've wanted to message for a few weeks now but have been extremely reluctant about putting any pictures up, when I finally get the courage to do so, his profile has vanished

(ノಥ益ಥ)ノ彡┻━┻

Here's why I shouldn't get attached to profiles of people on the Internet
 
I'm going on an adventure today... to the next town over. Normally it's a 15-20 min drive there, but on foot it takes about twice as long, and I think it will be a nice walk with music and nice weather.

:)
 

Ithior

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My mum has been having a pretty unlucky week. Friday she lost her glasses in a distant city, so she has to buy a new pair for 1000€ and walk around with a not so good replacement for 2 or 3 weeks. Today one of our cars (belongs to my sister and I) broke down, and it might be pretty expensive to repair too. My sister and I don't really have the means to pay for it, so it falls on my mum as well.
 

Ithior

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My mum has been having a pretty unlucky week. Friday she lost her glasses in a distant city, so she has to buy a new pair for 1000€ and walk around with a not so good replacement for 2 or 3 weeks. Today one of our cars (belongs to my sister and I) broke down, and it might be pretty expensive to repair too. My sister and I don't really have the means to pay for it, so it falls on my mum as well.

Now the dishwasher broke.
 

Pacific_Loner

Pirate from the North Pole
Geez I hate dealing with American mechanics.

I always assume that 1- they know better than me and 2- they listen to what I'm saying. Well obviously, I'm wrong.

First, they assume that a little blonde with a French accent probably has nothing relevant to say about mechanic, so they don't listen to a word I say. Then they proceed to spend tons of time trying to figure out a problem that could have been fixed in 30 minutes if they only listenened to the information I gave them to begin with.

Then they call me and they go "the problem was (exactly what I told you 3 weeks ago dumbf**k!!) so now I have to (action that takes less than 30 minutes that I should have done myself but didn't trust myself enough)."

I guess it's my fault for hiring people to do things I could do myself, but don't because I'm too lazy to learn how to do it or because I'm scared to screw up. Maybe I'll learn the lesson this time.

Sorry for the rant.
 
Geez I hate dealing with American mechanics.

I always assume that 1- they know better than me and 2- they listen to what I'm saying. Well obviously, I'm wrong.

First, they assume that a little blonde with a French accent probably has nothing relevant to say about mechanic, so they don't listen to a word I say. Then they proceed to spend tons of time trying to figure out a problem that could have been fixed in 30 minutes if they only listenened to the information I gave them to begin with.

Then they call me and they go "the problem was (exactly what I told you 3 weeks ago dumbf**k!!) so now I have to (action that takes less than 30 minutes that I should have done myself but didn't trust myself enough)."

I guess it's my fault for hiring people to do things I could do myself, but don't because I'm too lazy to learn how to do it or because I'm scared to screw up. Maybe I'll learn the lesson this time.

Sorry for the rant.

I don't own a car at the moment but I've watched family members deal with car issues and I dread them because I'm afraid I'll get ripped off - all the more so because I'm female and small and innocent-looking and obviously being anxious doesn't help if you need to be assertive when you suspect something's not right with what they're telling you.

It's a goal of mine to learn more about car issues and how to fix them myself but uuugh... boring and possibly difficult :p And I really don't want to get underneath a car on a jack.

Weirdly, I used to listen to a public radio show about car issues. It was actually pretty interesting, but the hosts were really funny.
 
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Pacific_Loner

Pirate from the North Pole
I don't own a car at the moment but I've watched family members deal with car issues and I dread them because I'm afraid I'll get ripped off - all the more so because I'm female and small and innocent-looking and obviously being anxious doesn't help if you need to be assertive when you suspect something's not right with what they're telling you.

It's a goal of mine to learn more about car issues and how to fix them myself but uuugh... boring and possibly difficult :p And I really don't want to get underneath a car on a jack.

Weirdly, I used to listen to a public radio show about car issues. It was actually pretty interesting, but the hosts were really funny.


^In fact I've always been lucky with old cars and car mechanics *knocking on wood*

My problem is with marine mechanics, I can't seem to find one who knows what he's doing o_O

I don't know what I'm doing either but at least I won't charge myself 85$/h to not fix the problem :p
 

Merel

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Geez I hate dealing with American mechanics.

I always assume that 1- they know better than me and 2- they listen to what I'm saying. Well obviously, I'm wrong.

First, they assume that a little blonde with a French accent probably has nothing relevant to say about mechanic, so they don't listen to a word I say. Then they proceed to spend tons of time trying to figure out a problem that could have been fixed in 30 minutes if they only listenened to the information I gave them to begin with.

Then they call me and they go "the problem was (exactly what I told you 3 weeks ago dumbf**k!!) so now I have to (action that takes less than 30 minutes that I should have done myself but didn't trust myself enough)."

I guess it's my fault for hiring people to do things I could do myself, but don't because I'm too lazy to learn how to do it or because I'm scared to screw up. Maybe I'll learn the lesson this time.

Sorry for the rant.

I have the same issue with the majority of mechanics I've met assuming I don't know jack and sometimes it gets very infuriating. I've had to pay to get my oil changed while in college twice (I wasn't allowed to change it on campus and there weren't any secluded areas on campus to do so) and it is astounding how little they assume you know about cars especially if you're a woman. Luckily during my senior year I was living in a frat with my ex and could easily get away with changing it. I have a strong background in mechanics (thanks dad) and engineering and I'm guessing from these interactions that it doesn't surface immediately upon meeting me.
 
This has got to be one of the worst apartment layouts in the country. The toilet and living room are directly adjacent. And since there's no place for it elsewhere, the dinner table is in the living room as well. Which is even closer to the toilet than even the sofa and TV are.

Which means that if you're having dinner, visitors or both, toilet noises are going to bleed right on through. It is deeply uncomfortable.
^I had a friend in high school who's toilet was right next to the kitchen!
So one minute you would have the lovely aroma of her mother cooking dinner, then that would be overcome by the aroma of toilet air freshener when someone left the toilet. This was a house. Who designs a house like that? :eek:h:



What is the point of life if it is so hard and horrible? How can people be expected to WANT to live if living everyday is a constant uphill battle and never enjoyable? I don't understand. :idontknow:
 

GhastlyCC

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I've developed feelings for somebody who's likely not as serious as I am and I feel like an idiot.
I usually try and keep a guard up so stuff like this doesn't happen but goddammit.....she got to me


Kill me now
 
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^I had a friend in high school who's toilet was right next to the kitchen!
So one minute you would have the lovely aroma of her mother cooking dinner, then that would be overcome by the aroma of toilet air freshener when someone left the toilet. This was a house. Who designs a house like that? :eek:h:

Funnily enough, our kitchen is actually directly adjacent on the other side of the toilet also. And the shower is then connected to the kitchen, dividing by two measly curtains. :giggle:


What is the point of life if it is so hard and horrible? How can people be expected to WANT to live if living everyday is a constant uphill battle and never enjoyable? I don't understand. :idontknow:

I don't think life was supposed to be hardship only, but more an accumulation big and little battles, filled with big and little victories and loses.

It certainly doesn't feel that's the case most of the time.
 

anomicdeer

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I want to take a class for something and the hours I have for work and two days I have won't allow me to take the classes :( I don't know what to do. It's not like I can easily get a job and it's not like I'll get just he right hours I need if I worked over night. Ugh!!! The class wouldn't even take that long either.
 
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