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auralpoison
Fucking annoying innit, Doodle? When I was last home HB & I were early for our reservations & stood in the foyer or whatever at the trendy sushi place. We were holding hands & I had my head on his shoulder, these mid-forties looking women walked past us with this flinty, critical-eyed expression. You'd have thought I dropped trou & peed on him or something.
culturehandy
I'm going to step in and third this. I attract who I attract, I don't go out there thinking I'm going to steal every last available man in his 30's and 40's. If I like someone I like them, not my fault.

But I agree, the poison dart looks you get from some people. Sheesh. Maybe if you didn't walk around looking like you've had sour grapes all the time, you too could have a companion!
JennaFabulous!
cob: women who hate women for being women
i'm at this staged reading of a feminist piece and one of my fellow actors/good friends begins ranting about how much she hates women and the fact that they want equal rights in the workplace. she says that women are built differently from men and are just not capable of the same type of work; therefore, they do not deserve the opportunity to strive for equitable treatment in the workplace. now, i've dealt with her warped logic before and have learned that she can't construct a solid argument. however, another actor leans across me and verbally assaults this girl, giving her the best vocal bitch-slap i've ever heard, which essentially boils down to the idea that her negative assumptions about her sex are the result of shortsighted individuals such as herself who are too afraid to take pride in who and what they are. kudos, ladies of the world, who believe in who you are, not in spite of, but because the sex with which you were born.
doodlebug
Yeah, CH and AP - it's fucking frustrating! And this last one - I went to this coffee house gig Saturday - we were the feature act. Lots of older folks there. Had my arm around the back of Soulman's chair while we waited for the open mike to start. This lady, about Soulman's age, just cut that slit-eyed look, like....staring. And all I could think was, "Fuck you. Whatever assumption you're making is gonna be cut to shreds when I get up and sing."

And sure enough, she was practically slobbering at me afterwards. Like, I had to PROVE that I could be something more than some grey-haired guy's mid-life crisis before she could actually accept me as a human being.
p_176
when i used to date the older guy (25 years older), we went to a party once, and one of his friends physically cornered us, like how old are you?? so we lied, and made it like there was only a 15 year difference. how this was better, i'm not sure, but it shut her up. i really wanted to say it was none of her business.
Christine Nectarine
COB: being made to listen to David Lee Roth after waiting on hold for 45 minutes. (at least it was only 4 out of the 45, but the other 41 were only slightly less grating!) i hate calling government agencies.
auralpoison
Netochka annoys me. What use do we have for escorts? I've never paid for sex, I'm not gonna start now.
culturehandy
HA! AP, I was going to come in here and say how much London Escorts pisses me off.
girltrouble
*sigh* i have had a gut full of these politicians who act like the detainees at git'mo are practically the boogie man. dude. it we can handle some asshole who killed 20 people, or charles manson, what makes you think the country will crack at the seams if we let them on our soil. they act like they are some crazed hypnotist who, upon meeting a red blooded american will infect them with the terrorist disease. for fucksake, it's not like they are freddie kruger, and can invade our dreams. they are human beings. THEY DON'T EVEN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE!!!! take your head out of your ass.

and obama you are the worst. as a legal prof, you should know better that to want to detain people without charge indefinitely. i think i'm sick of you most. you talk about the rule of law, but you keep bending it for political expediency. when the shit comes down, it will be on your head, the blood on your hands.
doodlebug
cob: I am SOOOOO sick of people using the fear vibe to keep women under control. Like, "Oh my god, how can you walk around at that time of night/on that road/in that neighbourhood? It's so unsafe! I would NEVER do that, you should NEVER do that!"

STOP INFLICTING YOUR FEAR VIBE ON ME! I am taking back the fucking night all on my own. I refuse to be afraid, and people who try to MAKE women afraid are using fear as a method of fucking social control. Keep us feeling unsafe, and we will be unsafe. Keep us feeling unsafe, and we will never have equal access to our communities. It shouldn't fucking matter what time of day I'm walking around in, nor what neighbourhood.....I have the right to be safe, to feel safe, and to insist on my safety. To expect ME to be the one to stay shut away indoors.....how does that make my community a safer place for me?

Not to mention that one little fact no one ever wants to admit: a woman has a MUCH greater chance of being attacked by someone she KNOWS, rather than some stranger who might jump her from a damned alley.

And not to mention that it doesn't matter WHAT fucking time of day it is, WHAT road you are on, or WHAT neighbourhood you are in - violence knows no boundaries or borders.

Come on women, stand up with me. Stop being afraid! And stop trying to drag the rest of us down into your little pit of fear!
girl_logic
Speak it sister, speak! It's not just walking around either, it's like, everything. Type of job you choose to take, people you talk to, what you put in your body, there are danger signs everywhere directed primarily at women. Only children outnumber us when it comes to being dealt cautions and warnings.
auralpoison
TESTIFY!
grrrlyouwant
cob: leaving a message on my voicemail does not constitute "having plans". i'm sorry you "drove all the way out here for nothing", but i didn't invite you, and i've got my own plans for the day which do not include you.
doodlebug
cob: 4:20 PM (Four-freakin'-twenty, my lord!!!) on Friday, the boss asks us all to stay late past 5:00, because some computer glitch that got mailed out means we have to telephone 160 customers to alert them about this stupid thing which, honestly, could have waited until Monday morning, for fuck's sake.

I said no, I wouldn't do it. I mean, cripes, I already pledged myself to help my drummer move house at 5:30, but I would have found an excuse anyway. Honest to god.

cob: it's the LOTTERIES. NO ONE IS GOING TO DIE IF SOMETHING LIES DORMANT OVER THE FUCKING WEEKEND!!!!!!! Honest to god, people, stop taking yourselves so fucking seriously!
lilacwine13
I am with you all on the fear vibe. I've had several people be amazed that I travel on my own because it isn't safe, they're amazed that I walk around at night alone and they don't understand why I'm not afraid. It's because I know what I'm doing and I know that I'm more likely to be hurt by a friend than a stranger. Also, I have just as much a right to be out on the streets as anyone else, so chill.

Cob: Being broke. sad.gif
missladyj
cob: showing up an hour late for an interview, not wearing a tie , then being unable to answer a question about your educational philosophy. I hope you realize that I can say no . The lateness alone disqualified you from being my student teacher.
humanist77
those paranoid assholes on the bus or train who sit in the aisle seat when there's no one next to them in the wall-seat, just so no one can sit next to them-essentially taking up two seats. Even bigger assholes if they do this during rush hour mad.gif
girltrouble
since fucking when does the show "kendra" merit limited commercial interruptions? seriously.

.....then again, if i'm watching kendra, one more commercial might be all that it takes to make me realize it's time to top myself off.
auralpoison
The word "titties". I don't mind "tits" & in fact, use the term frequently. But "titties" is just gross.

I think my loathing of the word stems from an incident when I was twelve & this nasty, creepy, scary, bony, pallid, grey-skinned old man fell in step with me as I was walking my dog. He made me immediately uncomfortable & that feeling grew as he kept repeatedly assuring me he wasn't going to hurt me. He made small talk with me about my dog before he offered me "five dollars to play with [my] titties". His voice was very raspy & I thought he said something about "kitties" & told him I knew nothing of cats. He repeated himself, I got the gist of it that time. I told him he was a nasty man, I knew where he lived & I was going to tell my grandad on him. I never did, though. I felt ashamed.
pollystyrene
I'm not a fan of either form of the word, AP. I feel the same way about "pussy". It just has this creepy, pedophile vibe to me, and I didn't even go through a similar experience to you. Creepy.
konphusion26
AP, that sounds all kinds of creepy. Polly, I thought I was the only one that hated the word "pussy".

cob: **probably not a big deal to anyone** but my partially fried (sporadically straight) afro!! The stylist that straightened my hair has ruined it. I'm soooo pissed. Didn't realize it till I washed it and it didn't curl back up. Now I'm channeling Buckwheat from Li'l Rascals. I want to shave my head. AGAIN.

ETA: major cob, this f***** new Playstation 3 my husband just bought. When I want to go to a nice dinner or go on a trip, "he's broke" or "he's got bills". If I tallied up the console, accessories and new internet router he bought for this thing, we could have taken that money & gone on a nice weekend getaway. Selfish azz. And believe me when I say, he spends more time playing that than anything else.
pollystyrene
You have my sympathies, kon. We He got a Xbox 360 for Christmas. I get bitched at for the occasional pair of shoes or a purse (I've maybe bough 2-3 since Xmas), but it's fine for him to buy a $50 game, which he's done 5-6 times since he got it. And it takes over my TV. The only redeeming quality it has is that we can stream Netflix movie instantly.
auralpoison
Cob: My family. I am a grown-ass woman, I do not need you babysitting me or making choices for me. I AM FINE. ANGRY, but fine.

QUOTE(konphusion26 @ Jun 4 2009, 10:00 PM) *
cob: **probably not a big deal to anyone** but my partially fried (sporadically straight) afro!! The stylist that straightened my hair has ruined it. I'm soooo pissed. Didn't realize it till I washed it and it didn't curl back up. Now I'm channeling Buckwheat from Li'l Rascals. I want to shave my head. AGAIN.


I haven't chemically straightened my hair in years. Think about your whole scalp being nothing but oozing scab underneath your fried-ass hair. Yeah girl, I learned my lesson! Instead I bought a pretty high-end pro ceramic iron for those days when I feel like wearing it straight.

QUOTE(konphusion26 @ Jun 4 2009, 10:00 PM) *
ETA: major cob, this f***** new Playstation 3 my husband just bought. When I want to go to a nice dinner or go on a trip, "he's broke" or "he's got bills". If I tallied up the console, accessories and new internet router he bought for this thing, we could have taken that money & gone on a nice weekend getaway. Selfish azz. And believe me when I say, he spends more time playing that than anything else.


And I keep tellin' you, be sneaky! A Great King will only set you back $60. He has his high-end toys, you should be able to have yours! Especially if he won't take you out for a nice dinner or a weekend romp.
pollystyrene
QUOTE(auralpoison @ Jun 4 2009, 09:38 PM) *
And I keep tellin' you, be sneaky! A Great King will only set you back $60. He has his high-end toys, you should be able to have yours! Especially if he won't take you out for a nice dinner or a weekend romp.


Agreed. Fair is fair.
girltrouble
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QUOTE(konphusion26 @ Jun 4 2009, 10:00 PM)
cob: **probably not a big deal to anyone** but my partially fried (sporadically straight) afro!! The stylist that straightened my hair has ruined it. I'm soooo pissed. Didn't realize it till I washed it and it didn't curl back up. Now I'm channeling Buckwheat from Li'l Rascals. I want to shave my head. AGAIN.

I haven't chemically straightened my hair in years. Think about your whole scalp being nothing but oozing scab underneath your fried-ass hair. Yeah girl, I learned my lesson! Instead I bought a pretty high-end pro ceramic iron for those days when I feel like wearing it straight.



*soooooo, so close to just growing dreds again.* besides, aural, your hair looks supercute natural, w/o straightening mine just looks like hell.


as for the video games, you know of course what will make him lose interest with a quickness? playing his fave video game and getting his ass kicked by his girlfriend.
prophecy_grrl
peeve: when husband pilfers batteries from you fav vibrator for the flippin' wall clock and doesn't tell you!

re: titties, etc. tits is OK, titties sounds goofy and juvenile to me. same with boobs or boobies. agreed on pussy, though. just sounds skeevy. We are in definite need of some better slang for our lady junk. Something as good as "cock." I'm a big fan of cock. tongue.gif
pollystyrene
Oh, that would be grounds for some serious punishment, prophecy. Where are his priorities? blink.gif
raisingirl
People using the word "preggers" in everyday conversation. Makes my ears bleed.
prophecy_grrl
polly - it took me a couple days to figure it out. when I confronted him about it, he was all sheepish and guilty "didn't I ask you first?" um, no because if you did I would have said NO. anyway, we did get some laughs out of it. I told him I had to resort to using my travel vibe and it was unacceptable- your fav is your fav, ya know?

raisin - I hate "preggers," too. also "hubby." blech.
pollystyrene
Oh, you've got to start getting the pack of 50 AA batteries for $10 at Costco and that wouldn't be happening. There's never a shortage of batteries in my house.

ETA: Do you need me to pick you up a pack? I know you don't have a membership tongue.gif
girltrouble
lol, prophecy, i would drive you nuts. i always use "hubby" for a woman's husband. chances are i haven't bothered to learn his name.
candycane_girl
Gah, I hate the word "hubby" as well! Seriously, there are way too many girls on my facebook always talking about going out with "hubby".

Also, I hate the term "baby bump". It's not a bump.
hellotampon
I also hate "preggers" and "hubby." And I agree that "titties" sounds juvenile. And when I talk dirty it seems like "pussy," although skeezy, is the only good word (what am I supposed to say, twat? va-jay-jay?*), so I always end up shortening it to "puss," which is borderline.

*Va-jay-jay is actually somewhat acceptable to me, but for every day conversation, not the bedroom. And twat is just nasty.
pollystyrene
QUOTE(hellotampon @ Jun 5 2009, 11:17 PM) *
I also hate "preggers" and "hubby." And I agree that "titties" sounds juvenile. And when I talk dirty it seems like "pussy," although skeezy, is the only good word (what am I supposed to say, twat? va-jay-jay?*), so I always end up shortening it to "puss," which is borderline.

*Va-jay-jay is actually somewhat acceptable to me, but for every day conversation, not the bedroom. And twat is just nasty.


Twat or cunt doesn't bother me when I'm trying to be vulgar, but they're not what I prefer to regularly refer to them as....don't we have a whole thread dedicated to this topic? tongue.gif
girltrouble
cob: watching some fucked up msnbc court case, "lethal beauty," where lawyer kept talking about a transwoman using the pronoun "he," even though she specifically states several times that she preferred to be called ms. it's a fucking case about sillicone pumping, asswipes. this is all about trans issues and justice for a transwoman. just because you want to win your case does not give you leave to be a rude, transphobic prick. transwomen, are not the same thing as transvestites, and fuck you, we are not clowns. because you do not approve of my life, you do not have the right to call me or anyone like me by our birth name. you do not have leave to dehumanize me or strip me of my dignity. it is not yours to take. if i was at that trial, i would have spit in your face, or worse. how funny that all of your horse shit backfired. if your client was smart, he'd fire your ass.
doodlebug
Several cobs relating to my first ever bar gig, which happened this weekend. Are they cobs or just things I need to bitch about? I dunno. But I've gotta do it somewhere.

1) 11:00 AM Friday. Gig starts that evening. I'm at work. Planning to work through lunch so I can leave early to help haul two vanloads worth of gear to the gig, set up, and do a soundcheck. Drummer's wife phones. He can't make the gig. WHAT!? says I. What, indeed. Has to work. Found out last night, she says. But did they call at the time to let us know, give us, you know, maybe 24 hours notice instead of 9 hours before showtime? NO. Fuck. And I'm CHAINED to my fucking corporate desk, and Soulman had to take the afternoon off work ($80 pay lost) to find a replacement.

2) We find a drummer (a guitarist who happens to be really versatile, knowledgable, and talented enough to pull off the drums), haul the gear, set it up, and start the gig....and.....my microphone starts cutting in and out. The whole night, I kept having to bump our bass player off his mike to finish songs. We'd get it fixed, and lose it again.

3) Musician friend of ours who just left his wife (also a musician friend of ours) for another woman (not a musician) - literally happened last weekend - brings his new lady to our gig and expects us to welcome her into our circle. Didn't even know how to react.

4) I wake up Saturday morning with a kidney pain from dehydration - hadn't been drinking enough fluids the last few days, except coffee and diet cola to keep going.

5) We go in to host the afternoon jam at the gig, and I discover my guitar pick-up has died overnight. Wind up playing Soulman's tiny little acoustic, which has fresh strings (read: goes out of tune quick) and no tuner. Yeargh!!

6) John Fogerty is playing in town Saturday night, so the bar is dead until 10:30 when the show lets out.

7) The bartender props open the door and comes running back to tell us to play some dance music - the concert has let out and there are hundreds of people downtown. I play and sing my guts out with Fleetwood Mac, Dixie Chicks, Bonnie Raitt, Pretenders, and so on, and people spill in the door until the place is packed, people are grooving, singing, dancing, drinking.....and then right in the middle of a Sheryl Crow song, the PA dies!

Anti-cobs must, of course, be included: found a drummer, borrowed a drum kit, borrowed a fresh guitar, found a good mike cord, got rid of the kidney pain, the PA worked just dandy after a 5 minute cool down, and after talking with a friend this morning, we may have a GIRL DRUMMER for our next gig (WOOT!)....but honestly! What a way to have your first gig!

Oh yeah, and drummerboy is so fucking fired.
lowredmoon
Why are cell phone providers such notorious assholes?

Just got a letter from t-mobile giving me a month's notice that they are going to drop my plan, because I am now living outside their coverage area. I've been living outside their coverage area for a YEAR, and they're telling me this one month before they cut me off? Also, how is it my fault that there's no t-mobile coverage in WV? Yes, the entire state of WV is apparently not on the map for t-mobile. So now I have to scramble to find a new phone plan before they drop me, because I don't have a landline and this is my entire contact with the outside world. GRRRRR.
culturehandy
Cob: slow internet!!!!
doodlebug
cob: customers - especially when they're not even customers for my department - who yell at me and hassle me relentlessly to give them information that I repeatedly TELL them I'm not allowed to give out over the phone, for legal reasons (winning lottery numbers for past draws).

cob: customers who yell EVEN LOUDER when I say, "Please don't yell at me, sir." "WHO IS YELLING! I AM NOT YELLING AT YOU!" "You're yelling right now, sir." "I AM NOT YELLING!!!!" In a voice that implies he's going to spank me right now for my defiance.

cob: customers who pull the age card. It's not disability or sickness they plead; it's age: "I AM 81 YEARS OLD!" They're too old to go to the corner store to check their lottery numbers....but they weren't too old to go out and buy the damned ticket in the first place, were they? Dude, you paid $2 for it. What kind of service do you think you are owed? P.S. - it's a GAME. Not your health care information.

cob: customers who, when you tell them you'll lose your job for telling them what they want to know, say (yell), "YOU DESERVE TO LOSE YOUR JOB!" And hang up.

anti-cob: at least that last one ended the call.
hellotampon
cob: If you have the energy/ability to pound your fists on your thighs while screaming, "Goddamn it woman, don't scold me, just do it!" then you don't need me to put your penis in the urinal for you; you can do it yourself. I know your hands aren't broken because you use them to hit the call bell at least every 2 minutes. So no, I am not going to put your peen in the urinal no matter how bad your tantrum is. And me telling you "You do it, the urinal is right there" is not scolding you! You haven't SEEN a real scolding yet, but if you keep up this shit you're going to!
girltrouble
tampon, i swear if someone uttered the phrase, "Goddamn it woman, don't scold me, just do it!" i'd fall out laughing, then i'd mock them. that just sounds like something you'd hear in some over the top old movie. he just sounds ridiculous. that guy is an ass.

never mind that he was talking about mr. peepers. lol. you should tell him if he doesn't behave, he'll find his face in the urinal....or maybe he'll be having a urinal cake for dinner.
culturehandy
People who leave me a voicemail at work for someone else. clearly my name is not the name of the person you are looking for so don't leave a message for x requesting a call back when my name is y. you aren't getting a call back.
hellotampon
Yeah, I would have laughed if he wasn't hitting the call button every 5 seconds while I had 9 other people to take care of by myself and another hall of 18 to watch. And then if you didn't materialize within .3 seconds of his hitting the call bell he would start screaming.

another cob: it's June, and we're lucky if it ever hits 75 degrees. This weather is ridiculous. i want summer!
culturehandy
sob: Mosquitos. I, nor my blood, is a buffet for any sort of blood sucking insect!
crosby
Big fat cob: My dumb high school guidance counselors not sending my final transcripts out!!! All four years, the guidance department was exceedingly inadequate and unhelpful. But this is ridiculous. I NEED TO HAVE MY TRANSCRIPTS TO MY COLLEGE OR ELSE I CANNOT ATTEND THIS FALL. I mean, they've only had a whole month to send the thing out.
candycane_girl
crosby, unfortunately in my experience, high school guidance counselors suck. Seriously, ever person I know has had a bad experience with one. I know I had a few bad experiences with them in high school but none so bad that they really stick out. However, I have a friend who applied to university and it was back when they were still using paper applications. She went to a guidance counselor to make sure it was filled out properly and the counselor said one part wasn't so my friend whited it out and filled it back in. Then she showed the redone version to another counselor who said it was right the first time and she would have to redo it again! Of course, she couldn't get a new application because she would have had to pay for more so she had to hand in a crappy looking application that had been whited out twice.
missladyj
I had a student once tell me that her counselor was " just a guy with a computer". It was funny and true.
I hope it gets cleared up crosby!
angie_21
QUOTE(candycane_girl @ Jun 25 2009, 10:33 AM) *
it was back when they were still using paper applications. She went to a guidance counselor to make sure it was filled out properly and the counselor said one part wasn't so my friend whited it out and filled it back in. Then she showed the redone version to another counselor who said it was right the first time and she would have to redo it again! Of course, she couldn't get a new application because she would have had to pay for more so she had to hand in a crappy looking application that had been whited out twice.


oh man, I remember those days! did you ever have to register for courses over the phone? At my university, they would repeat the instructions after each course you did, and a bunch of information about orientation, so it took two or three hours to register, especially if your courses were full.

I never went to the guidance counselors at our school, I think transcripts were sent by the municipal school board instead. All that stuff was so useless though, the career days and course counselling. None of it had anything to do with reality, it was all advice that might have been helpful in 1950, but they're still telling you the same stuff in 1999. Basically we were told that everything is hard, the world will shit on you, and you'll never get anything you want because you're not smart enough, so you better get used to it. All that is only true if that's the attitude you take with you for the rest of your life.
crosby
Thanks everyone!! That does make me feel better about this whole thing. It's just like... How can you help me guide my future when you can't even remember my name half the time?! It does provide for some good stories though! biggrin.gif
auralpoison
Guidance counselors are little better than gym teachers. They want a paycheque, insurance, & the summers off.

Cob: Small town life. I HATE THESE PEOPLE. I had the plumbers come out last September or so. The guy said they'd bill me, they never did. Turns out they sent my bill to my grandad because, y'know, we have the same last name. He didn't notice until two months later. He gave me the balance due, I called to pay the bill. I CONFIRMED the amount with the plumber & tried to use my debit card to get it cleared up then & there. Uh, no. He didn't want to mess with that & suggested I mail a cheque. So I did. Done, right? NOT. Yesterday my grandad presented me with another bill they had AGAIN sent him & not ME because THEY didn't bill me for the full amount. WTF?! I CONFIRMED THE AMOUNT WITH BOTH THE INVOICE & THE EMPLOYEE. I am NOT trying to screw them out of a few measly bucks & it surely ISN'T my family's business. Cripes. Goddamned hillbillies.
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