Cars

parents who don’t parent

stayed in a hotel recently during a hockey tournament. kids were banging on doors and intentionally hitting the same door more than once. they knocked paint off the interior of my door frame doing this, because they hit it extra hard due to the do not disturb sign.

I took a walk after a while and noticed that this behaviour was clearly visible from the lobby where the parents were hanging out, you could hear the banging sounds echoing through the stairwell fifteen feet away.

I was very close to losing my shit on them, but I didn’t want it to be worse the next day

Subscriptions

Going full circle from cable to… Pretty much cable. To get all the channels you have to pay nearly $100 a month.

Rush hour public transit users unaware that the population of the planet is >1. Take your back pack off, move to the back of the bus, prepare to get off at least one stop ahead, move out of the way of opening doors to let people out, don’t stand in the bus’s exit zone (makes the doors open automatically at every stop), stop taking pictures inside stations (or at least wait for no people, I lose sleep if I think there’s a picture of my bloated middle-aged corpse-like body and face out there), blocking the left lane on escalators, just stopping dead in your tracks at the end of an escalator, blaring your music/calls for everyone to enjoy.

My aging fat body.

The 21st century so far.

The overwhelming endless complexity of modern computing.

E-bikes on the sidewalk.

Noisy exhausts.

Expensive shipping on eBay. Can’t e-hoard anymore. The crazy fees for selling.

Those goddamn backup sirens. What the fuck is the purpose in a city? If you saw the truck moving forwards, you’ll see it moving backwards, it doesn’t become invisible. It’s already festooned in lights. Why does anyone five blocks away need to hear your siren? At least the white noise ones aren’t as piercingly loud. Yet the other day there was a truck that helpfully had BOTH types.

The laughable quality of clothes these days. I have to hit up thrift stores where there’s little clothes in my size range (extra fat ass).

The shrinkflation. I know there used to be 6 bars in a box, not 5, don’t bullshit me. I know the wheat crackers used to be bigger. etc

People who leave their collection bins on the sidewalk on the wrong day, or all week.

People who park in the clearly marked bus stop area. The bus will honk every time. Where’s the traffic ticket agent? If you live here and overstay your legal parking spot by an attosecond, blam, ticket. Park in a bus stop: free parking?

Low quality sausages, especially anything from supermarkets. For quality gotta track down those Eastern European shops that smell like garlic and have a surly old man that only speaks Hungarian at the cash. Tasty! (The sausage, not the man)

Enormously bright LED lights on EVERYTHING.

Looking at beautiful young women knowing I’ll never have a chance again, my dating pool is the secretary from Monsters Inc.

That the species is heading towards 10 billion by 2050.

Mini USB connectors.

Needless standards duplication or overlap.

That new constructions aren’t wired up for Ethernet, coax, Fiber and “generic 10 conductor cable for purposes” between rooms and floors by default.

Front load washing machines that smell like someone took a shit in it despite the fact that I followed every recommendation and cleaning cycle, and I even cleaned the boot and hoses.

The sadness of people sleeping in fields in winter.

Recycling bags that rip or straps that break.

Nasty cheap imitation chocolate in supermarket cookies labelled “chocolatey”, etc. I like trying stuff from the “ethnic” aisle at the grocery store, I’ll check the ingredients next time. Nasty stuff. There used to be carob bean for substituting chocolate, that at least tasted natural, I guess now even that is too much.

Microwave popcorn that leaves dry husks at the back of my throat.

That hard drive with my best porn on it stopped working.

Brother printer interfaces, and for that matter, their P-Touch machines. I feel like Brother has released about 65 million models of P-Touch, none of which have the same layout, menus, functionality, or capabilities, and each one comes from the factory set up to use 6 inches of blank ribbon on each side of your 6 letter label.

Thrift stores that commonly overcharge now. I mean really, it takes me 5 seconds to look up the price, why do you bother? Like those Amazon places, I mean, Amazon itself lists that little LED projector for less than 80$, why did you put a 100$ sticker on it?

Goretex. It’s an over-rated material from the '70s that’s only used because you have to put the Goretex label for the perceived quality on clothes but it’s a shitty material compared to newer stuff that’s cheaper and better.

Cheap electronics allows extremely loud car stereos, and has also killed the home hi-fi setup, everything is a plastic mono Bluetooth speaker so… you can stream twice compressed audio into a two inch speaker in a plastic tube?

Low effort AI slop all over the place. No, a cougar with its injured cub didn’t follow you home from the forest so you could heal its cub.

There used to be 12 hotdogs in a pack and only 8 buns in a bag. They fixed that now, but now there’s spaghetti sauce with too much for three servings but not enough for four in a jar.

Most people. People are the worst.

I hate my fucking shithead neighbors who want to make everything tino a problem. Last night their kids were playing with our gate door so I went down and locked it without saying a word. Well, the little shit fucks came back and started slamming against it and yelling obscenities. Their parents nowhere to be found. They just let their cum goblins run around amock without teaching them any sort of decency or manners. I’m almost ready to throw a few of them into my cauldron and make some kid stew. 😤

Capitalism

I hate that people dont just hit “fuck it” and go full French revolution on billionaires when they see them.

The fact that horrible fascist and billionaire ghouls living in their 90s+ while people that did nothing heinous or actual good in the world are dying of cancer, heart attacks, aneurysms etc.

It’s not fucking fair and and Billy Joel was right when he said only the good die young

Makes we believe that there isn’t any omnipotent being out there or perhaps this universe is the bad place

At the moment, everything.

This time last year, I was meant to be buying my own apartment and finally moving out from my parents’ home. Then I got laid off, spent seven months struggling to find work and then landed a temporary purchase ledger job which I fucking hate. Partially because the commute takes me about 2 hours each way, partially because I work an 8-5 shift and have to get up at stupid o’clock in the morning on office days, and partially because we use Oracle Fusion which is the biggest crock of shit I’ve ever used.

Unfortunately that means I have to live with my parents for even longer. Renting somewhere is out of the question because Bristol is the second-most expensive British city to live in, and I basically can’t get a mortgage without a full time job.

Sometimes I question why I chose to pivot towards accounting. I have a History degree, I’m fully AAT qualified and I’m halfway through my ACCA and I’m earning £13.50 an hour, or just £1.29 above minimum wage on a zero-hours contract. I can genuinely earn nearly as much from stacking shelves, flipping burgers or pouring pints, not that there’s really many hospitality or retail jobs available. Office days genuinely take 13 hours out of my day. 8 of these are working, 4 of these are the commute and 1 is the lunch break I get.

My future is uncertain and I feel like there’s no point in bothering. Best-case scenario, AI is truly a bubble that’s going to burst, crash the stock market and leave us in a recession. At worst, it takes all our jobs and the rich leave us to starve.

Despite a brief relationship with a woman who finally popped my cherry (we’re still really close friends and I’m grateful she took my virginity), my love life is practically nonexistent. Online dating is an absolute void where I only seem to match with GPS-spoofing South-East Asian and African women either pulling love scams or trying to find a Western spouse and the means to a green card. Two ladies messed around with my feelings and led me on big time this year and that’s left me exhausted.

I have a lipoma on my neck which is going to cost me a lot to remove, and good luck actually finding the time to get the consultation and surgery/liposuction booked. The NHS won’t do it because it’s not cancerous, even though this thing has grown to the point where it’s 5.5cm in diameter and sticks out like a sore thumb.

I hate that I know people in my country who willingly live in the Untied States part time. Are they not deeply ashamed?

White conservatives and anyone who is related to them that has the nerve to ask for leniency for “their” family members.

trump

I’m not poor, but I hate that I don’t feel financially secure enough to do more whatever I want. Working alone isn’t enough anymore to save a house but at the same time to have fun.