Dec 17, 2009 
What the hell is the use for this stuff if the paint just goes under the tape? So I just spent an hour taping up all the trim for nothing? Fuck!
This is some of the shit that drives us crazy or that we just plain hate!
Here’s another of life’s little annoyances. You go to put on a pair of shoes, and the laces are all knotted up. Then it takes you 10 minutes of tugging and pulling on the laces to get them loose. Usually this is irritating enough that I just get a different pair of shoes.
This is really fucking annoying. Shaving is bad enough in the first place without having to deal with the little cuts that burn all day. Makes me want to get all the hair on my face removed by electrolysis.
Fucking vultures. Most of these guys are simply scum of the earth, and will use any means necessary (mostly lying/fabrication) to sell a car. How about just being honest with your customers and letting the merits of the product help to sell it. What would these guys be doing if they weren’t selling cars? Most of them would probably be on the streets of New York, selling stuff that was hanging on the inside of an overcoat.
You know the type….as soon as a local team begins playing well, they’re the first on the bandwagon telling you how they’re the team’s biggest fan. Then they’re totally invisible when the team isn’t doing well. Transparent assholes!
This is another thing that really pisses me off. Charge me an extra dollar and put the fucking batteries in the box with the toy. I don’t want to have to make an extra trip to the store when I realize we’re all out of fucking triple-A batteries.
Do people lead such sad, lonely lives that this is what’s necessary to fill TV time. Listen….I don’t care which celebrity fucked which whore, or which celebrity got breast implants, or which celebrity got drunk and soiled himself last weekend. I just want this bullshit off my TV.
Big fucking crybaby. Boohoo…they’re not throwing the ball to me enough. Boohoo….I have a sore knee. Boohoo….I’m not making enough money. Hey asshole….maybe if you actually showed up mentally to each game and didn’t tank half the time, you might actually get some respect.
…..but can’t be bothered to stay the whole time. So what ends up happening? The rest of the people at the meeting have to waste their valuable time waiting for the idiot who thinks he/she is too important to show up. Fuck!
Jeebus! You’re a fucking adult. You should have learned this in 3rd grade. Figure it out already. Here’s a hint: “You’re a moron. Your English teacher is a moron too”.
I have no issue with someone who wants to put up some Christmas lights on their house. I do have an issue with the guy who’s got so many lights and displays up that the rest of the neighborhood is experiencing blackouts due to the power surges. Hey loser….your house is so fucking obnoxious and bright that it looks like daytime around here, even at midnight….and half the neighborhood kids are having seizures due to all the flashing lights.
Why is this annoying jackass still on my TV? Even if he was a legitimate journalist a long time ago, he hasn’t been for many, many years. All he does now is aggravate the shit out of my by covering events that aren’t newsworthy in the first place.
….but it’s too fucking cold to get out of bed to go get something to drink. Why the fuck can’t I have a refrigerator in my nightstand?
….but the recipient can’t be bothered to respond. Hey asshole…I know you read it, and now I know you’re a loser too, since you didn’t bother to reply.
Let’s not evaluate our people on what they did….but rather how they fit on a curve. Then let’s tell some of them that despite doing a good job all year, they’re not eligible for a bonus because someone has to be not eligible. Nice.
The inevitable blisters, foot pain, slippery bottoms, etc. are all a pain in the ass. They can make broken-in jeans….why not broken-in shoes?
This shit gets tiresome. Really tiresome. I do not want to hear “Grandma got run over by a reindeer” every fucking day for a month!
You’re parking a fucking car for a few hours….not putting it up in the presidential suite of a hotel. The fact that people have to pay $50 for parking a car for two hours is absurd. I could get a couple of happy endings downtown for that price.
What is it with these animals? The only job they can find is invading someone else’s privacy? I really don’t care whether Bruce Willis holds his dick with his right hand or his left hand, or whether Britney Spears scratches her ass with a pen, or that Mike Tyson beat up some guy at an airport. I just want this shit off my damn TV.
This happens entirely too often. Then you have to go to the store and spend a fucking arm and a leg buying new ink cartridges that are going to run out too soon again. Damn!
What is it and where does it come from? My socks are clean. My feet are clean. And still it’s there. Fucking toe cheese. It’s like it comes from a damn alternate dimension or something.
Why the fuck is this? It’s a damn conspiracy.
Why not call it what it really is: “The day where fucking stupid people get up at 4:00am because they’re stupid enough to believe they’re getting some great bargain”. Do you really think stores are just going to lose money? Please. They’re just selling you the shit they can’t normally move off the shelves.
Don’t put the word “spicy” on the fucking menu if it isn’t fucking spicy. Damnit. I wouldn’t have ordered the damn thing if I knew it was bland and tasteless.
Hey asshole……the sign says 15 items or less. Now I’m sure that walnut sized brain of yours struggles mightily with basic arithmetic, but the fact is that any 7 year old child can figure out that 35 is more than 15. So get the fuck into the proper line before I shove that can of creamed corn up your sorry ass.
….and it’s only available in French. Fuck the French. They don’t deserve it.
Isn’t the point of a slide deck to communicate a particular recommendation, conclusion or point of view? Don’t give me thousands of data points and charts. Tell me what they fucking mean. That’s why you get paid.
Get back to your desk and do some work, you lazy sacks of shit. There are hard-working people out there losing their jobs which you stand around the coffee machine talking about which American Idol you like best.
This has got to be one of the stupidest things I see daily. Here’s a guy walking around with at least 6 or 7 pockets, yet he stores his pen behind his ear. What the fuck? It looks completely moronic. The only thing more moronic is the guys who do this with cigarettes.
One of the most obnoxious, pompous, irritating jackasses in all of sports coaching. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was winning, the bitching and moaning from him would piss off even his own team’s fans. And we won’t mention his propensity for cheating.
Between the corked bat and the steroids….does anyone still think this guy accomplished anything legitimately? People bash Barry Bonds….but how is this jackass any better?
…..that contradict one another. That’s a really great way to stabilize an organization and give employees the impression that senior management has their act together. And people wonder why companies fall apart.
Look at this ugly piece of shit. And people still wonder why GM is in trouble, and why they had to kill the Pontiac brand altogether.
Hey loser….riding around on that noisy piece of shit isn’t going to make you thin or young again. It just makes you look like a sad sack of shit with more money than brains.
Fucking nasty things. Hairs are supposed to grow outward, not inward. Why the fuck does this happen??
When I eat a steak….I don’t want to get the feeling it’s just been cut off the cow. If it’s still bleeding on my plate, it needs to be cooked more. A lot more.
Let’s see…..you call an all-hands meeting for 250 people, then issue an agenda with two incredibly broad topics on it. Yeah….that’s going it give a lot of people the impression that you’re thought this through. Well done. Very well done.
Diarrhea is bad enough….and now you have to deal with constipation too? All I want to do it take a nice quiet dump without having to feel like I have to induce a fucking cerebral hemorrhage just to finish crapping.
Look you piece of crap, I’m the superior human. So stop trying to break your way into my attic/basement and make a cozy home for yourself. You aren’t a member of my family and don’t contribute to my mortgage. Now get the hell out of my house and live outside – that’s why you have fur!!!
This is the height of obnoxiousness….letting your filthy dog do his business on someone else’s property. People who do this should be subject to having dog-shit left in their bed.