The vent

I donno why, but i feel as if i'm missin' something today...I dont wanna work... ...I guess, i probably need a urlaub/vacation to some island with sun-drenched-beaches and indulge myself in different things...whoa...hilfe...what the fcuk is happenin' to me...!

I am fucking livid! That incompetent bitch of a concierge had a package addressed to me returned to the return address, because she thought it was for someone who did not live here anymore. She did this two weeks ago and NOW she tells me! This was a book I had ordered from Play.com and now I haven't got a clue what to do, to either get the money refunded or have them resend it (more likely get it refunded because for all I know she would have it returned again). I will write to Pay.com I suppose and hope they are understanding about it and that I do not lose the money I paid for the book in which case I would probably ask the concierge to refund me the money.
Gosh I am so pissed off, not only does she snoop around in stuff that is none of her business but she does stupid shit like this!

chatty bastard has already come up to me before i sat down. i am clearly tired looking and wanted a coffee and a sit down to wake up, but no he interupted this and it irritated me a lot and was in my face. do not fucking speak to me when i am that tired!

Hey you tw*t on a pushbike, next time you shake your fist at me for nearly running you over I am going to reverse & make sure I get you, then perhaps you will realise that reflective clothing and lights aren't just for wimps. Maybe you don't actually realise that riding a bike at night with no lights or even reflectors, in an area with no streetlights and wearing dark clothing is actually bloody dangerous.

100 fucking euro wasted on bastard chocolate for Christmas...

Are all women this stupid?

No amount of money spent on chocolate should be considered "wasted".

Everyone I know is out partying tonight and I'm sitting here on TT like a big, fat loser. My only saving grace is that I don't have a hundred euros worth of chocolate to keep me company.

fucked off that im in shitty old england and the girlfriend is in stuttgart 2nite.

I spent the majority of my weekend doing stuff for work.

I am sitting here and wishing that I lived in Munich and not in BFE. It seems that is where everyone is having the most fun!

I just spent half an hour on the phone with our Helpless Desk in Houston. Knowing that these guys are professionally short-sighted I had described the error at length before contacting them, telling them just what I had done to remedy the problem and which results I had acheived (as in none, it still didn't work). Sho nuff, Mr. Helpless Desk took the same steps, one by one, with the same results. Yep, still doesn't work. Not to mention that I had to tell him to not enter full numbers only but the two digits right of the dot.
Thank goodness he has handed it over to Document Specialists.

Continued from yesterday: The guy reset my profile, meaning I have to restore all of my favorites, documents etc. Ok, there were stored in files. But my keyboard settings are gone, my Outlook settings are gone, everything I work with every day all day long is gone! And IT isn't answering my emergency calls. Rarrrrgh!
EDIT: Oh, and my screen settings are fücked up, I can feel the eye cancer crawling from my retina down the cornea to the orbs themselves.

I have heard it all before !!! In the US , in ireland , in the UK , smokers get real , the ban is coming get used to it !!! . its not the end of the world , how many of you would turn down a free flight to the New York coz you cant smoke for 6 1/2 hours ? You can still smoke , no one is stopping you going outside to light up .

Build yourselves bridges and GET OVER IT !!!

Stepping out of a plan in flight is even more dangerous than smoking. And think of the passive "out-steppers" it also harms their health.

I totally agree. Wellbeing... not wellness... it sounds so wrong!

I fucking hate arrogant French fuckers

I wanna fucking batter all these bloody anti-smoking-nazis! Inconsiderate religious nutters they are!!!

find me a french one, and i will help you mate.

It's 5:40pm and I'm pissed as a newt. I dunno what they put in the gluhwein at the kindergarten, but I'm so sozzled I could swear I saw Nicklaus. Son's whole face has turned 9 shades darker, like he's been punched in the mouth with a chocolate fist. Little chocolate fingerprints all over my clothes. Shit! I need to lie down.

Stupid hairdresser charged me €9 to blow dry my hair! It wasnt even wet, she just sprayed it a little to cut it... thats all i wanted, my €12 haircut! Apparently it was €16 because i had long hair ( i dont know why that makes a difference, a cut is a cut no matter which length it is!!) and €9 for a freaking blowdry which she didnt ask me about - WHO CHARGES FOR A BLOWDRY?!?! (i said blow DRY ok!!)... least my hair looks better and not worse... but still.. Dammit!

Kiwi, the hair dresser's I went to in Plano, TX does too. (In Germany I have my mom cut my hair, that's free. ) I also went for the no-blow dry option to save a few bucks, except in my case the guy who cut my hair did not want to let me leave without blow drying my hair, so he did it for free.

I don't have this problem...for those that know me they will tell you I am bald...much better than having hair, 10 seconds drying time in the morning coming out of the shower, no need for brushs and combs

Hahaha so maybe I should just shave my locks off then?

It´s ok, I will still go back there, ´coz its not often hairdressers cut my hair right. I will just have to state "NO EXTRAS! just cut my hair, that´s it!".. she asked if i wanted it washed, just not the blowdry... So if you are pleased with the result of your hair, it´s fine to go back, just have to lay out the law!

They charge for everything. I went to the PonyClub (should have ranted about this back then, so I'll do it now).

I asked the guy how much for a color - one process, only the roots, no highlights, stränchen or whatever they are called. He said 38€. I said 'I don't need a blow dry because I am going straight to the gym after you cut my hair'. He proceeds to mix up the color and paint it on the roots. Then he washes and washes and washes. Then he dries it a bit 'just to see the color'. Then I have to pay...96€!!! How did that happen?! "Well, you have longer hair and I had to mix up two batches of color (this is stupid, he only colors the roots and presumable my head is the same size as the next woman) and I washed it and did "the treatment" (without asking me) and then we blew it dry (again, I already said I didn't want this). I paid the 96€ and gave him no tip and told him I would not be back.
God, even thinking about it now infuriates me!

I am so SICK of public transport to work. The S8 is always 5-10 minutes late and takes FOREVER so somedays I choose to do the U-Bahn, bus route. But then, the bus just sits in traffic. Where are the friggin bus lanes? I'm not talking about on every street, but surely the rings and main streets should have them, right?

Germany talks all this crap about being environmentally friendly, "ooh.. we separate our trash and recycle." But all the people who choose public transport get to sit in traffic like everyone else. I feel bus-goers should be given the reward for contributing to saving energy and reducing pollution by whizzing past all the non-carpoolers in their gas-hog cars.

And here's another thing that I've noticed.. the timing of traffic lights here is AWFUL! Another rant about Germany's contradiction to claiming to be so environmental. In driver's school they always tell you to shut off your engine in traffic jams or at train stops, to drive in higher gears, blah blah blah, but then they create the stop-and-go, stop-and-go pollution with the terrible traffic lights. DRIVES ME CRAZY!! Time the friggin lights, people!

Co-worker, when I offer to run your errand because you are maxed out with work and I say, "Sure, I'll just hop down to Müller and get the birthday cake for the boss", the last thing I want to hear is a whiny, "But they only sell crappy stuff! Can't you go to the other place?*" Even Germans know about gift horses and mouths.
*This other place being twice as far away and you know that my feet still hurt from the office Christmas party last night.

i agree. id say a good 1 out of 3 times i go for my bus it is late, and maybe 1 out of 4 or 5 times it fails to show up.

efficient transport? id say parts of public transport i am used to in Britain is better than elements of it here.

Why do they need to hide the damn download site under a thousand links? And then when you finally find the damn link the stupid server is not working. How the hell am I supposed to deliver a work product on time to a customer if my own damned corporation can't provide the tools for that.
Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

I really hope they will be done with their damn work on my apartment building's facade soon! I hate waking up from this noise every morning and then it doesn't fucking stop all day!

I would like to meet the fcuktard that decided that winter was the perfect time to remove both shelters and all rubbish bins from the S-Bahn platform at Lohhof station !! So now I have the added pleasure, while I wait for my effing S-Bahn, (which is always at least 5 minutes late) of getting soaked through whilst icy winds blow up my trouser leg.

And as a side vent, how the fcuk can the S-Bahn be late EVERY SODDING morning when there are only 3 stations before mine. The muppet of a driver has to average at least a 1 min 30 sec delay every station to achieve that kind of performance, sitting in his/her cosy warm cabin with their finger up their arse !! Wankers all of them.

My finger hurts, my cat is dying, Scogs is caught between the Flams and Wallones, the weather is miserable, one co-worker is on vacation, the other is down with a stomach bug, I TOLD my boss I couldn't change that invoice, I can't read the other boss' handwriting and the multi-functioning super-duper machine busted down and I wasted fifteen minutes of my life getting crumpled, mangled and torn paper out of it whilst getting toner all over my hands and sleeves.
Silver lining: I am not wearing a white top.

it REALLY makes me angry that the next time i enter the USA, i have to give them all my fingers prints. if i didn't want to see my friend so badly, i would not travel there.
i am not criminal, i don't trust them and anyway, who the f*** do they think they are???

It kind of bothers me as a US citizen that all my arrivals and departures from that country are recorded, and that "theoretically" I can be prevented from leaving next time I go back.

I hope I am still able to go back. The last time I was there I participated in a demonstration against the Iraq war and luckily was on the right side of the border. Those who stood on the Washington, D.C. side of the street got photographed and warned that if too many cars horn their support, the police would take action; I was on the Maryland side.

@ the janitor - When I call and tell you that the heaters (all three of them!) in my co-worker's office don't work and she is pregnant and freezing, you don't send your minions around to "check and see" if the heaters are cold and if the heat is turned on. We are not stupid, we have switched the heaters on, waited 15 minutes and assured ourselves by touching them that they are, indeed, cold. You haul your lazy aß over here and fix the frigging switch/heaters/furnace.

I am pissed off because I have installed Oracle 5 times this morning and the Listener is still nt working

€ 900 fine off a bitch i overtook after her taking the piss all the time and she turned out to be a fucking policewoman.Road rage comes to Germany.Will fix the cow i have her registration number

old sleazy men that have crushes on you! Yuck... and then they are always trying to touch you. Totally grosses me out! Just because I am nice to you (I have to be, you pay me for a service) doesn`t mean I really do like you! And stop touching me!

Dear co-worker,

You coming in 2 hours late every single day is really starting to get under the skin everyone in the department. Leaving 30-45 minutes early every day isn't helping, either. Just because your fat ass doesn't have a driver's license and you live in Mannheim doesn't make it OUR problem. I don't care if the train you 'normally' take isn't there for whatever reason. Get your ass up earlier and take an earlier train. Take a later one home. Hey, we didn't force you to work this far from home. I don't care if you are putting your kid through college in the states so you can't afford a second car, that's not our problem either.

Your always pissy attitude on top of your constant preaching of religion and how you are SO religious and holy doesn't go well with falsifying your time sheet every two weeks. Oh yes, I am the timekeeper so I see what hours you are putting in. Isn't it a SIN to lie? Just because your supervisor doesn't have the balls or leadership ability to do something about it doesn't make it right.

The rest of us are at work ON TIME every day. We also leave ON TIME or later, every day. How about doing us all a favor and start doing the right thing or quit working here. Skimming 15 hours every 2 weeks from our "agency" is a BIG no-no, dear. If this continue I will be forced, as the timekeeper and a man of integrity, to report this up the chain and initiate a time and attendance audit for our entire "agency".

Motherfucking xmas parties at work. Absolute fucking waste of my very important time. Colleagues and friends are mutually self-exclusive in my book, and I do NOT like eating with people that are not family, or at the very least, friends.
If the fucking bosses want the fucking employees to get some fucking "team spirit" shit going on, then plan a xmas LUNCH, during office hours, you motherfucking sons of whores. Don't go fucking up my evenings. Bastard lefty socialist scum government puts laws into place to restrict the amount of time you can work in one day, to protect good-honest-socialist-scum-workers-that-Monkstown-aspires-to-be from being exploited, yet there is no law in place to protect me from having to go out with cunt co-workers AFTER working a full day. Fucking bullshit.

To me, smiling, being pleasant, and making shitty small-talk is more difficult than any of the actual work I have to do, and I do not paid for it - not even normal pay, let alone the overtime that this bullshit should actually attract.

Icing on the fucking cake? Every cuntfuck is going to expect me to talk fucking krout with them. Rather rude awakening for them on that front then.
Me no get pay? Me no speaky krout. Fuck you.

Oh How my heart bleeds.

Some of us out 'ere are self-employed = No fuckin' Chrimbo party = No fuckin' free nosh = No fuckin' free booze = No fuckin' free BJ in the stationary cupboard. Nothwith-fuckin-standin', some of us self-employed buggers have to travel to the fuckin' United fuckin' States of fuckin' America and go through their bollockin' joke they called Fuckedup Security (Are you now or have you ever before been Osama bin Laden in person and do you have any Iranian nuclear weapons hidden in your underpants? - and the dopey fuckers still haven't worked out why they get their arses kicked by a bunch of primitives) when we'd rather have our heads slammed in a door to spend a whole weekend ON OUR BIRTHDAY alone and in a mindless dump that closes for the entire weekend called San Jose just because the flight tickets are cheaper. I've a good mind to demand a free shag on craigslist.

If you are self-employed then maybe you should have a word with the boss about this?

Just a thought.

I've just been to the mirror and given him a nasty stare missus.

My co-workers should be sacked for missing two typos in our new FedEx freight bills. An "o" instead of an "a" in the company name and "sweet" instead of "Suite" in the recipient's address. And we have been using them for the last five weeks!

soryr, i shouldn't laugh, but that's kind of funny.

Because I waste my time and effort writing Cover-letters and sending quotations, then folk dont read what I write and want something completely different!!!

BAH!

Ha! Like the punters that ring me and say "I have been looking on your website...does it do this?" and I am thinking errrr...dude...can you not FUGGING READ FOR CRISSAKES ITS ALL THERE ON THE BUGGERY WEBSITE.

Yep!!! Thats the fugger!

Dear roommate, why do you turn on the TV and then leave the room to cook dinner? Why not wait until you actually want to watch TV and turn it on after you have finished cooking?
And why say something when I turn off the sound? You are not actually here to watch it! And I don't want to watch it, at least not as long as I do not have to.

Hey, co-worker!
When you leave for your Christmas vacation - which you deserve, no question - and you have finished off the communal butter in the office fridge you are supposed to take the emergency supply out of the freezer and put it in the butter dish so that your co-worker on duty between the holidays (such as might be myself) has spreadable butter and not a lump of curdled moo-juice that would come in handy to knock you upside the head for inconsiderate behavior.
Thank you.

Just stick between your legs and recite your favourite 3 limericks. Hey presto - melted butter.