and thinking “Dammit!”
Dam it?
Today this grinds my gears:
People who never seem to say ‘thank you’ online in response to greetings, well wishes, etc.
You know who you are.
That might be me…sorry?
It’s not you.
Though I do wish you’d post more comments, so I could like more of them.
I am usually too busy hiding in embarrassment to respond properly. I have this weird dynamic (shocking, I know) that I am a person who appeared quarter way into a conversation, stayed and tried to contribute well through the second and third quarters, and somehow disappears before the fourth quarter. I feel that it is important to share ideas with people, but the beginnings and endings seem too personal. I am not here to be a person, I am here to help!
It’s not YOU either, Popo.
We often disagree, and many times I find many of your views unrealistic, but I have no issue with your manners.
But you are a person, whether you recognize that or not; and sometimes the only people we can ‘help’ are ourselves… sometimes not even then, sadly.
And now just about everyone reading this is thinking “Oh shit, it’s me, isn’t it.”
Oh shit. It really is me, isn’t it.
It’s also not you, M_M.
( I guess I shouldn’t have written ‘you know who you are.’)
In fact, now that I think about it, it’s not anyone who would ever even think to ask, “Oh fuck it’s me, isn’t it?”
To be fair, I didn’t completely 100% think it was. But it’s difficult to resist making a funny.
It’s like deodorant. The one person that really needs it is the last one to recognise it.
And today’s grit in the prawn sandwich of life. 2 days into December and I’ve had enough of Xmas already.
Oh fuck, that’s totally me.
EDIT: Agh, and here I am making a statement instead of asking “Is it me?” It’s totally me, isn’t it?
Fuckin’ A.
Apt metaphor; that visual immediately made me disappointed.
And I was already sick of Xmas back during Halloween.
Totally not you, but you also should comment more.
Sold. This is SOP in the charity world. My take on this is that if a nonprofit has enough money to buy a mailing list from someone, they don’t need my contribution.
I specifically use that one to convey dismissiveness.
Totes.
IN
Half the time I don’t know who I am, let alone who you are
[Don’t take my stupid jokes; I need them to get through this grumpiest of my seasons.
And in the interest of keeping the gears grinding…
People who would like to add me to their professional network on LinkedIn. I’ve begun replying with, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to find another way to get fired.
I needed this today.
You know what really grinds my gears?
Me when I start bickering with quasi trolls instead of just ignoring them.
Yeah; I know those feels.
Although I have to admit that I’m a lot better about starving them now than I used to be.
I think we’re all slowly recovering from the election and all of its consequences.
Edit: Not recovering from the consequences that are yet to come, just the events that brought them.
Very likely.