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First I got a blatantly rude customer who, because I got confused with his order, decided to talk to me with a severely sarcastic attitude. I told him to speak more politely next time (about as close to **** you as you can get in customer service).

Then I got a certain family member asking me to go to breakfast with him but not including my sister - who lives with me - in the invitation; he routinely ignores/excludes her. Long story involving his behavior but basically he's an awful person but I have no choice but to humor him because he pays for necessities.

Then someone from high school who texts me like once a year to hit on me texts me after seeing a pic I posted on FB and says "What do you look like now?" even though he's on my FB... and even though it clearly says there I'm in a relationship... and there's a pic with my boyfriend. I don't know why I still have him on there, time to delete.

I've absolutely had it with people today.

Oh yeah and yesterday a guy at the beach decided to offer commentary on me and my sister's bodies, how we should come out in the daytime and get some sun. Told him off properly and he offered further commentary. Of course he said nothing when we walked by again with my sister's 6-foot-plus boyfriend
 
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treegirl

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i feel like I'm failing at life because I'm not 'making the most' of things. but i don't quite know how to. just that walking around with a frown on my face isn't it.
 

Kiwong

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When I stand near the ocean, I realise I am getting older, and being able to enjoy the ocean will not last forever. And when I lose that too, I will regret worrying so much, and not enjoying my love of the ocean as much as I should
 
It's now been little over a week since the surgery, and I'm happy to note that it worked as expected. Removal was the correct thing to do, and the right side is as it should be.

However, on the left side I think they've left some of the nerves behind, which are now causing a lot of irritation. I've send the surgeon an e-mail for advice and possibly a second correction which I hope is soon.

All in all the procedure wasn't that bad. The worst of it by far was the local anesthesia injection - which lasts only a few seconds anyway.
 

GraybeardGhost

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^ I'm glad it went well, Puma. :thumbup:


Random, unrelated thought:
It's a weird world we live in, and the weirder your perspective, the better it looks.​
 

GraybeardGhost

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i feel like I'm failing at life because I'm not 'making the most' of things. but i don't quite know how to. just that walking around with a frown on my face isn't it.
I feel exactly the same myself.
Unfortunately, life doesn't come with a printed owner's manual—just a lot of empty pages. We have to figure it out as we go along, each of us in our own way. Perhaps that's the essence of life: a day-by-day struggle to learn how to live, from the moment we're born until the moment we die, filling in the blanks as we go. Who knows if anyone ever gets it right? :idontknow:
 
I really miss the UK (regardless of current political climate). Bored with my home, want to go back. Although I'd like to pack some Boston summer sunshine next time, endless cloudiness suuuuucks :giggle:
 

SilentAndShy

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Celebrating a religious festival tomorrow and hopefully enjoy it in someway but I always feel that it's a temporary relief from the list of issues I'm facing in life. It won't be long before they resurface and I'm back to square one.
 

SilentAndShy

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My mum recalled a tale of how when I was a baby, around 6/7 months, whenever she would take me out I would start crying. Not settling. People would offer a suggestion of taking me out more. First time I heard it today. Probably foreboding my adult life and my life situation now.
 

GraybeardGhost

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The apartment office sent out their stupid little "newsletter" today: a reminder of when rent is due (which everyone ought to know already), advice on getting travel insurance (completely irrelevant), and some helpful, timely information about the city's Fourth of July festivities, which were held two days ago. :eek:h:

They also included, as usual, a list of the current office staff, not one of whom I have ever met or spoken to. The one person I sort of knew is now gone—quit? fired? buried in the woods?—replaced by some new God-knows-who-or-what. I find this very disconcerting. How do they expect people to feel comfortable and secure here and want to stay if no one ever knows from one month to the next which lunatics are running the asylum? :idontknow:

I've come to realize (and almost accept) that I'll never leave this godawful place. It has long been my dream to have a place of my own somewhere a respectable distance from what passes for civilization in this century, but that's never going to happen. How can I go out and buy a house and land, with all the hoops and hurdles that would entail, when I can't even go out to buy a few sacks of groceries? There's no way.

No, I'll never get out of here. I'll almost certainly die here, in this filthy, cluttered apartment, and almost no one will notice or care. The sooner the better. I want to live long enough to get my estate in order so that what little I have will go where I want it to go, and not to the state or my ******* brother, but after that, I'm done. I've had my fill of loneliness and misery. I've had my fill of this hateful, stinking world and the scum who inhabit it. That's all, folks. I'm done.
 
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GraybeardGhost

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Oy, vey. :eek:mg:

Now they want me to fill out a survey regarding my "satisfaction as a resident." :sarcastic: I was almost tempted to tell them what I really think about the place when I saw this:
So that we can follow up with you regarding your requests and questions, please note that you will also be asked to provide your up-to-date contact information.​
:eek:h: Do they think I was born yesterday? Do they really expect me to give them an honest opinion about how they're running this place into the ground (with my health and sanity along for the ride) and then sign my name to it? No how, no way! I'm not getting evicted over a trick like that. Yes, I hate it here, and yes, I want to move far away and forget this dump even exists, but it's got to be on my terms. Moving van or body bag, I don't really care anymore, but I'm not riding out of here on the toe of some idiot's hobnailed jackboot if I can possibly avoid it.

I pay my rent on time, I don't cause trouble, and I don't complain. I try to be as quiet as I can so as not to bother my neighbors. Tidiness aside, I'm as good a tenant as I know how to be. I've learned, though, that when dealing with the stupidity and insanity of most "normal" people in positions of authority, it's best to keep your head down and your mouth shut. The moment you stick your neck out, someone's sure to come along with an axe.

They can ask all they want, but they'll have to get their feedback from somebody else. I'm not jumping into that pit today.
 
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