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9 weeks to get a Christmas card from Southampton to Schleswig-Holstein?

Correctly addressed and costing  £1.35?

Oh death, where is thy sting

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I am sitting before a "conductor" who declares that "string." means "sounding like a string". What rubbish. That full stop indicates it is an abbreviation for "stringendo" as in the Italian for "play it faster". Nothing to do with bloody strings. Or underwear.

 

The Emperor has no clothes. And we are paying him money. He is of very limited value. Cough. And wants to introduce more practice sessions. Which, let me guess, he will bill us for. He is making the simple stuff hard because he hasn't got the first clue how to conduct. Not only is he grossly musically ignorant he is unprepared. And nobody is calling him out. Because nobody wants to look wicked and nasty. And some of them are just innocent and don't see what I see. Oh boy.

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So, our wretched cat started its 15th year of life today by taking a dump half way between two freshly cleaned litter trays. As far as I can tell she seems to want to spend the rest of her birthday day finding quiet areas to play "guess which of the kids' toys I'm going to p:ss all over?" I get that she's old and its snowing outside (intermittently), but we have TWO litter trays just for her and a cat flap to go outside whenever she bl00dy wants to. The house bl00dy stinks of cat p:ss, one of the pipes to one of the radiators has a whole in it somewhere, so we're running of electric heaters (I mentioned it's snowing)...oh, and we've got our son's teacher turning up in just over an hour...right, rant over, back to scrubbing (using luke warm water).

  

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Dear Marketplace Seller,

 

You made the shipping error. I ordered Armorall and you sent me motion detectors. Since you failed to insert an invoice, I tracked down who dafuq you were, figured out which shipment was missing, and contacted you. You countered by asking me for the EAN and then criticized me for leaving off the first number. Now, your UPS call tag is not coinciding with any known number in the UPS system and I am not going to do further work.

 

Here's the deal: either you schedule the pick-up or I can just leave your mis-ship on my desk. Either way, you still have to deliver the correct item or give me my money back.

 

Your mistake does not mean I have to spend 20 cents per minute organizing a pick-up. Next time, ship the correct goods the first time.

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why do people blame pets for having "accidents" as if they are doing it just to be jerks?

 

FFS man take your cat to a veterinarian - it's very very possible it has a urinary tract infection or kidney disease.

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On 2/13/2020, 3:01:59, AlexTr said:

Dear Marketplace Seller,

 

You made the shipping error. I ordered Armorall and you sent me motion detectors. Since you failed to insert an invoice, I tracked down who dafuq you were, figured out which shipment was missing, and contacted you. You countered by asking me for the EAN and then criticized me for leaving off the first number. Now, your UPS call tag is not coinciding with any known number in the UPS system and I am not going to do further work.

 

Here's the deal: either you schedule the pick-up or I can just leave your mis-ship on my desk. Either way, you still have to deliver the correct item or give me my money back.

 

Your mistake does not mean I have to spend 20 cents per minute organizing a pick-up. Next time, ship the correct goods the first time.

 

 

UPDATE: Yeah, apparently there's a pickup fee and you don't want to pay it. Try doing your dirt in the Stone Age, not the Internet Age.

 

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Just when your longed for relief came in the form of a competent Pflegeguy who took good care of your man in the wee hours, you staged another personal health crisis and had to call the ambulance to get escorted away from the remaining four days of having no Pflegeguy around. 10 days later and a cauterized hemmeroid behind you, you come home within 12 hours of your renter, in excruciating chest pain, scuttling off in an ambulance to avoid having to encounter you. You feel better now you blasted your son, who cared for your husband every day you were gone, even on the days Pflegeguy came by? Ever wondered why nobody but the shifty little cleaning lady likes you? 

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To the CUNT that decided to nick my S-Bahn bike from Grub train station , i hope that you contract the Coronavirus, seriously .It was a shit bike none the less  but it served me well in getting me the 2,5kms into work. Cunt,Wanker,Prick.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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It has become incredibly clear that, no matter how much evidence you are given that you are wrong - deeply, incredibly, unsustainably wrong, you will refuse to follow the obvious path to unfucking yourself. Stay fucked and miserable.

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So, It hasnt worked since we had the storms just after christmas... but because you are now forced to stay at home, you call me and expect me to jump how fucking high?

 

Fooooking idiots everywhere these days!

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woken up today at 6.30 AGAIN by elephant-stomping Uschis and their little terrorist.  Worse still, the family under me is loud as fuck as well, so loud that I can hear them stomping around THEIR flat.  ICH DREH DURCH ALTER.  I am trying to be understanding of the fact that they have their small kids with them all day because they have no choice.  So the kids have to do Kita things at home (which apparently includes hammering into the floor).  I've been upstairs twice in the past to ask them to PLEASE keep it (the FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) down, but despite being two waifish professional women in their 40s they stomp around and scream and shout and shift furniture at midnight and wake up at 3 AND HAVE BEEN MAKING MY LIFE A LIVING HELL FOR YEARRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

 

even better, some time ago, they teamed up with the assholes downstairs (really, I think the ladies upstairs are perfectly nice people aside from their being sent here from hell to punish me for my sins) but the people downstairs are... not right.  That's for another Vent.  Or maybe a call to the Jugendamt.  I dunno.  Anyhow.  Some time ago, they, and probably the neighbor across from them, pooled together with the assholes below to take turns hosting play parties.  They had been doing it after Kita for a while but then started doing it before work, too.  So that means at 6am a 48 KG lady starts pounding my skull in with her bare feet and shoving pianos full of anvils across the floor and then at quarter to seven there might be five kids bashing around for another hour and a half above my head.  That's leaving out the noise they make all day every day...  the best way I can describe it is that it sounds as if they are carving a canoe out of a log.  And then shoving it from one side of the room to the other every once in a while for good measure.  it was better for a while but since they're all at home all day, it's gotten much worse.

 

So far, so bad.  But it gets worse. AT LEAST one of the parents of these households is still going out to work.  I suspect there are two more, but as I say, I only know with certainty of one.  So the asshole husband of the asshole couple downstairs goes out to work and because all the family assholes can't be bothered to follow the actual rules (they had been assembling and sharing germs together in the Hof until it was actually made illegal) they're now gathering in their homes to get outside germs fully spread through ALL the households and COMPLETELY DRIVING ME FUUUCCCKKKKKIIIIIINNNGGGG INSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

 

I will have to go up there again at some point.  Just not now while I have steam coming out of my ears.

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so, I've been up there.  Couldn't take it.  "Der Kleine hat Geburtstag."  It's the terrorist's birthday.

 

IF PEOPLE CAN'T GO VISIT THEIR AILING RELATIVES IN THE HOSPITAL, INVITE FRIENDS TO THEIR WEDDINGS OR ATTEND A FUNERAL YOU CAN'T THROW A BIRTHDAY PARTY YOU DAFT BINTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and who the hell starts a child's birthday party at 6.30am??

 

and now I'm not sure I am such a fan of upstairs either.  I went up and said, with total hand-wringing reluctance, "it started very early this morning."

 

"blah blah birthday party"

 

"ah. ok, ok" and I start to back away with my hands up and go back down the stairs.

 

"by the way we can hear you in the night, sighing, bashing things about etc (i didn't understand all the terms). we've considered whether we should come help you" (this is just snark, nothing could be more clear than that she is not concerned for my well-being at this point or any other)

 

well now I'm properly confused, as most nights I'm in bed by 10, 11 at the latest and try to sleep until they wake me up.  And most nights they are still up and making noise when i go to bed.  "it wasn't me"

 

"who then"

 

"i don't know"

 

no more eye contact, i go back downstairs.

 

this is going to be fun.

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the lady wants to lie about me and go on the preemptive and say I make too much noise at night?  I know *exactly* how to throw a wrench in her game.  

 

By employing a tactic wholly alien to the German sensibilities.  An agent so foreign and unassailable, they are completely without the faculties to absorb it.

 

I have written a very polite and friendly note apologizing for my own conduct and tossed it in their mailbox.  Sorry I have bothered them by complaining, I understand that they are a family with a small child, don't know how I could be making that much noise in my sleep but if it's actually me I apologize for that too, sometimes I am easily stressed (truth, but in reality they have no idea how far past my brink I push myself in an attempt to be neighborly and tolerant). Said I will pay attention to my own noise making and reduce it wherever I can.  That I hope we can still be friendly with each other.  Tempting as it was to add in a "but" or "well because you _____, I ______" I made the note all about me and how I will do my best to be considerate of them.

 

Ha!  chew on that, jerks.  Using the ancient art of apology and accountability for one's own actions, Yankee Doodle beats you at your own game of passive aggressiveness. 

 

I hope--god, how I hope :ph34r:

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Nobody, *NOBODY* gets to tell me who my friends are! Not even my friends.

I get to pick a side myself, or *not at all*. *I* decide what to do.

 

If anybody thinks that's a mistake or a character flaw of mine, well, tough shit.

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