It just took me twenty (20!) minutes to find a way to contact my phone company. The contact number isnt available in an easy-to-locate area of their website. When I finally call said company, I have to deal with automated voice messaginging systems that will decide which department to send me to. Let me just call a number and talk to someone! Let me talk to a fucking human, who can then help me to resolve my issue!

so i'm just sleeping, having a good time. until i hear beeping. it gets louder and louder until its in my room also. turns out my stepsister left a candle out. the whole family git woken up. it is 2 am.

I always listen to soundtracks of games I love on youtube/spotify but then I am confused which part of the game that song was supposed to be from.

I always get so much into the moment, the gameplay, the story that my mind totally blocks off everything that isn't related to it, such as sounds the opponents make before an attack or similar.

Has anyone else also experienced this?

Why does 2fa only seem to come around at the absolute worst times. Its an old note 5 which means it has the old plug that NOBODY uses any more (micro usb.) I've always been a stickler for 2fa by making sure its always activated on the things i need it for and not for the garbage stuff that I dont care about. If I turn off 2fa THEN WHY IS THERE ALWAYS SOME SORT OF BACKUP 2FA WORKING IN THE BACKGROUND OF EVERY SOFTWARE???? I made SURE to turn that shit off

First i get a literal small hole in this finger by a peeler and now anoter to cuts what has my finger done to deserve it

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpYpUGs4Dxo&ab\_channel=morznek.

go to 0:22 and you will see finland being the big ball brother but listen here ya'll WE FUCKING OWNED FINALND FOR FUCKING 1000 FUCKING YEARS OK SO SWEDEN SHOULD BE THE BIG BALL WE SWEDES DO EVERYTHING HUMANITY WOULDVE DIED MANY YEARS AGO IF NOT FOR SWEDISH INTELECT OK THIS IS A FACT NOW CAN YOU SAY FINLAND BE BIG BALL? NO? YES THAT WAS WHAT I THOUGHT. SWEDEN IS THE ULTIMATE NORDIC COUNTRY AND IT CETAINMTLY IS *NOT* THOSE GAY DANES HAHAHAHAHA DENMARK FUCK YOU BITCH

I'm pretty disconnected from my Indian heritage so please don't consider me an expert on Indian culture. But seriously, whatever "chai" flavouring Starbucks puts in there coffee just tastes like, nondescript sweetening syrup. I had a PSL for the first time and honestly it's tastes closer to chai. It would be chai if it had like cloves or maybe some cardamom mixed I'm.

If this doesn’t belong lmk and I’ll take it down

There’s a song in my head, like from a link here in Reddit, that just keeps going and going without having a chorus. It sounds similar to the verses from the Hozier song Too Sweet. Anyway, I want to find it so I can plant that hideous brain worm in other peoples head. Any leads would help thanks.

My neighbor across the street painted his house this last spring. I love the color and it really needed painting but he never painted the chimney and now that’s all I see when look out my front windows. It’s been almost 6 months now and no paint on the chimney. Should I complain or just live with it????

By saying to the two nurses as I got dressed again, “Well, I definitely don’t fancy pancakes for breakfast...”

(Females who’ve undergone a mammogram would understand this).

Both nurses replied “Oh pancakes for breakfast! Sounds lovely.”

Sigh.

my local wegmans doesn't provide baskets for shoppers. there was a brief period when they did (a two month stretch once in the last three years) but then hey took them away again. what's going on here?

it's easier to maneuver around the store more quickly with a basket. maybe they think our community can't be trusted with them..or more conspiratorially, maybe they think people will buy more if they're forced to use carts. sure, i could ask an employee...and i've thought about it many times..but then i thought why not just vent about it on here instead.

Long, barely understandable vent warning.

I'm not a social person. I can enjoy interaction, but it drains my batteries and is something I need some time to rest after. Just being around other people is taxing, but luckily my roommate usually keeps to himself, so it was relatively easy for my brain to tag him as "piece of surroundings" and only count him as someone when directly interacting with him. The apartment's small, no real doors between the sleeping and cooking/eating area, so if there's someone in the apartment, he's in the entire apartment. Me and my roommate both work at the same place (small town, not many workplaces, even less so for people with my qualifications, or rather lack of those). Roommate's friend got a temporary job in the area, for a month or so he's living in the same building as us, just different apartment. Talking with him RM suggests cooking dinner for one person twice is both more work and more expensive than cooking one dinner for two. They ask me if it would be fine if RMF eats dinner at our place (RMF's assingned kitchen is filthy beyond use, not the landlord's responsibility and RMF's not going to spend a few hours cleaning it just for a few weeks of usage). I tell them I don't mind, as long as my kitchen hours don't change. Apparently for them, eating dinner means dropping in straight after work (I think RMF works shorter hours than we do? At least he's always ready to come as soon as we get back), watching RM prepare dinner while chatting, chatting with RM over dinner, and remaining here, chatting over empty plates, until 20:00 or so, after which they clean up and, half an hour later, RMF goes home. For the first few days I was hoping they just need some time to catch up, and then they would limit their together time to an hour or two, so I didn't say anything. When he came over on a Sunday morning, I shed that delusion. I'm not great at keeping a conversation going, so I'm happy for RM to finally have someone to talk to. But now I don't have any place to actually rest after work. That part I didn't say at until a week in, I couldn't find a polite way to voice it. Why is RMF spending so much time here? He's just here for dinner, he's going to go as soon as they're finished gestures at the empty plates. Don't worry, they will clean up. Why can't they hang out at RMF's apartment? Ours is more comfortable. Besides, they already told me about his kitchen, so what, are they supposed to cook here and then carry the plates through half the building to eat over there? They don't get what my problem is, it's not like they force me to take part in their talks, I can just sit on the couch or something. I'm getting insufferable about this, really. I've spent more time taking walks than in my own home (metaphorically my own, of course) this past week, and there's still three left to go. And the weather forecasts don't suggest next week will be outside-activity-friendly. I've been to the toilet five times today just to get some alone time. I'm losing my mind here, but I'm of course overreacting, first agreeing to RMF's perfectly reasonable request and then making him feel unwelcome.

tl;dr: Roommate (with my permission) invited a guest, and now (with roommate's permission) the guest spends almost all my waking hours here, leaving me with no space to actually rest.

My mother is 90. We live in the same house. She has bad hearing so everything I say I end up repeating two or three times. By the third time I am yelling it at her (nicely as I can) then she gets mad and says, " you don't have to yell at me". Then she's mad the rest of the day. She has hearing aids but won't wear them and she is well aware of the fact that her hearing is bad. Very annoying!

Is it just me, or is digging for scoops and getting protein powder/collagen powder/any powder mildly annoying?

Me (indicating community centre 20 yards away): You can get dog-poo bags for free at that community centre.

Dog owner: Yeah, well we ain’t going that way.

M: It’s literally just there.

DO: She’s hot. We’ve got to get her home.

M: Well, that’s got to be picked up.

DO: It’s runny. You can’t pick it up.

M: You can if you’ve got a bag. You put it round your hand.

DO: Yeah? Well I ain’t got a bag.

M: They’re free over there.

DO: Oh, fack orff.

My Hotel had no shampoo but did have two body washes and a conditioner

Esc completely deletes your post. Hate that!

I just took my car to the car wash. Drove home went inside to make lunch for my kids and go to work. Walk back outside and the apartment maintenance/ gardening guy is using a leaf blower. My car is covered in dust 🙄

People who post ridiculous stories and claims on Reddit and then edit later with “Wow I never expected this post to blow up (…) blah blah blah” as if they didn’t know what they were doing. It’s all just BS.