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Post by pkaugust on Apr 16, 2010 14:45:06 GMT -5
Yet another small living rant.....
I live with this petite, little ridiculously high maintenance girl. She comes in and asks my flatmate and I if we can not walk around the apartment with flats on because the rubber soles wake her up. Her roommate already wakes her up with her snoring and how loud she is in the morning, so she sleeps on the couch. In order to get out of our room, we must go through theirs and the living room. So, now, my roommate and I must walk quietly pretty much through out whole apartment out of possibly waking her. This is ridiculous, the girl needs to wear earplugs. Your sleeping should not inconvenience so many other people.
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Post by !Ashley! on Apr 20, 2010 9:28:13 GMT -5
ROOMMATES! enough said.
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Post by nmcox on Apr 20, 2010 20:34:40 GMT -5
I hate grad school. I hate the whole system of applying and GREs and other stupid crap like that. No, I don't know if I got in yet, but my "friend" who already got her acceptance letter is one of those people who likes to flaunt the fact that she has straight A's and gets into her first choice of schools. She care NOTHING about being a librarian and it's my only passion in life. I want to cry. Why? Because I'm jealous that she got in and I don't know yet. If I don't get in, she's going to rub it in my face.
So what do I do? Keep telling myself that it's time to start looking for a full time job because I'm not going to get in. If I do, that's awesome, but if not, I'll move on and apply again in the Spring of 2011.
UGH!!!
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Post by pkaugust on Apr 21, 2010 7:54:11 GMT -5
Nicci, don't let her get to you because that's what she wants. She picks someone who she knows it's meaningful to and rubs it in their face because they or she can't find meaning themselves. You have the right attitude, if you don't get in - reapply. It's not uncommon to reapply to grad schools and if it's your dream and you want it. Follow it. Don't think twice about her because what you'll do in the field will be substantially different then her. People recognize passion in others, she may have gotten into the school but it doesn't mean she'll get the job or do it as well.
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Post by !Ashley! on Apr 21, 2010 13:42:04 GMT -5
Today I went tanning and I signed in at 12:30, they set up a bed for me for 20 minutes and then halfway through my session, the bed turned off. I initially assumed the bed messed up and turned off early because I didn't think I had been in there for 20 minutes but when I walked out and told the lady working, she looked at the computer and it said I had been in for 20 minutes. That's when I looked at the clock and realized it was only 12:45. even if I had gotten in the bed exactly at 12:30 without undressing or putting my lotion on, that's still only 15 minutes. 15 minutes does not equal 20 minutes. She refused to let me go back in because the computer said I had tanned for 20 minutes and you're only allowed 20 minutes a day to avoid burning. I understand that, but I was only in there for like half the time! I know there was a problem with the bed too because when I got out, I noticed the numbers on the timer screen were going crazy. She kept saying that she would run a test on the bed but that the computer said I had been in for 20 minutes. talk about frustrating. so I just left.
What I would have done is said "I'm sorry, there must be some sort of mix up, the bed must not be working correctly, let me run a test to make sure and then I will talk to the manager and see what we can do about getting your minutes re-added." instead she was rude and acted like she didn't care and there was nothing she could do.
Thankfully, a little while ago they called and said they had re-added my minutes. But I'm not sure if I'll be going to this particular one again. I'm not going to have their bed mess up on me again and then have no one believe me when I tell them.
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Post by faeriequeene on Apr 21, 2010 15:25:09 GMT -5
I can't stand my Father-In-Law!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He refuses to answer his phone when he know that something is up because I'm calling multiple times. Then when I get to my in-law's house to do laundry the washer won't work. I call again - this time he answers and says he doesn't know what's wrong with it. After taking my laundry back to the car (after I had already loaded the washer and put soap on the clothes) I notice a thing hanging on the other back door (the one they don't use). It's a notice from the power company that the power was shut off. Go figure why the washer wasn't working. I call my FIL to let him know so that he can pay it and have it turned back on before close of business today and before my MIL finds out about it being turned off. And what does he do? He yells at me! It's not my fault that YOUR power was turned off - so don't hate the messenger. I wanted to yell back, but decided not to and just came back to the school. So now I have laundry in two washers and will soon be back down there to sit with it as it runs in the dryers so that I don't have stuff stolen again like the last time I used the school's machines. I swear, if something happens to my stuff again, I'm filing another complaint against the school, and I'm making my FIL reimburse me for the stuff that I lose - I wouldn't have to use the school's machines if he had actually paid the power bill! GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't need this additional stress and don't have time to go sit and watch over my laundry!
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Post by alyssab93 on Apr 27, 2010 19:30:07 GMT -5
I hate writing concluding sentences and conclusions in general!! I've been staring at my paper for the last half hour and have yet to come up with 1 stinkin' concluding sentence for my last body paragraph!!! grrrrrr papers
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Post by faeriequeene on Apr 27, 2010 20:42:56 GMT -5
I'm sick, and have been since I got back from South Carolina. My birthday is next week, and graduation is the week after - I don't have time for this. Add to everything else an a**hole of a professor that doesn't give a rip about any other classes beside his own and has piled everything up into these final days of school. And I've still got exams to worry about as well! It's all too much right now!
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Post by Nancy on Apr 29, 2010 22:42:44 GMT -5
@ashley, I've decided that in tanning salons across America, every single one of them is staffed with snotty little high school girls who for whatever reason think they are the most important people in the world. I've learned to time my visits when the manager is there so I don't have to deal with them. Heaven forbid you interupt their phone convo, texting session, or visit with BF or BFF to make them do their job!
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Post by !Ashley! on Apr 30, 2010 17:54:57 GMT -5
so true Nancy!!
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Post by !Ashley! on May 2, 2010 15:44:33 GMT -5
My family!!! UGH THEY ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY LATELY!
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Post by Sarah on May 3, 2010 0:51:53 GMT -5
Put simply, I'm sick of two-faced people. To explain: The girl whom I thought was my bff from undergrad (she is now in grad school at a different college) went with my boyfriend and I over spring break to King of Prussia for a shopping trip. During this trip, she was a total buzzkill and slept the entire trip in the car, and never wanted to do anything fun (like the one night, my bf and I left her in the hotel room to go down to the hotel bar for a drink because she ate more cheesecake and was feeling sick, when she knew we were going to go down). Basically, she ate and slept. When her and I were shopping, she wouldn't go into any of the expensive shops like Burberry or even Nordstrom or Bloomingdales just to browse because she wouldn't be buying anything and said that the employees don't take you seriously in there. So what? It was a vacation to have fun on. This was in the middle of March. We got back from spring break and she stayed at our apartment for another night and we were supposed to go out on the town for a night of fun. She was too tired for that. So instead we got beer to have in - she was too tired for that too. She left - we were on basically good terms - I did well not letting her buzzkillness get to me. We texted once or twice afterwards. I've posted on her facebook wall and texted her since then and haven't heard anything back. I had posted a pic on her facebook wall of a guy with a squirrel saying that I found her future husband (because she loves squirrels!) as a joke like 3 weeks ago. I just went onto her profile - it was deleted. Wow, are you kidding me? I don't know what I did for her to quit speaking to me. However, I did know prior to this that she was two faced because of how she talked about her roommate. I'm just so sick and tired of fake friends. All of my so-called friends from undergrad have stayed friends together and keep in touch with each other, but I'm always the last thought. Like when they were in town last - I found out when they got into town and was invited to stop by so they could see my bf and I...the girl who invited us said maybe 2 words in the forty-five minutes there and the same with everyone else. Ugh. Okay [/end rant ]
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Post by Jen Goz on May 3, 2010 19:37:49 GMT -5
Ugh Sarah, I can't stand people like that- like if I did something wrong that made you go from bff to bitch, just say it. My rant... There's a girl in all of my classes (our class is pretty much the same for every subject since its a special program) and she never shows up for 2 of the classes, and I mean never. Well every single week she sends out a mass email to the whole class in some way saying 'I couldn't/didn't make it to economics/public health. What did we do in class?/Are there any assignments?/What is the extra credit?/What's on the test?' Omg! GO TO CLASS! No joke, I had no clue who she was and had to look up her facebook to see what she looked like... and I had nooo clue she was in my classes. No one ever writes back to her emails and I've heard people talking about her because of them. I'm sorry but I don't believe that people who purposely skip class on a regular basis deserve the extra credit or to know what is on the test. That is a privlege earned by attending class. To add to this, we had group presentations. My friend got stuck with her in her group somehow and come the day that presentations start (there was no particular order, just 2 days during which you would go at some point)... she didn't come! Luckily they got to present the next day, but the girl still showed up late. My friend was freaking out. And when she got up to talk, everyone realized who she was a gave a little laugh. We are in an expensive program that you have to earn a spot to be in. People like her do not deserve to be here and waste the place of someone who actually deserves that spot. This isn't high school, grow up and take some responsibility. And if you aren't going to be responsible, don't count on everyone else to save your butt. Okay I'm done
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Post by Jen Goz on May 21, 2010 22:27:53 GMT -5
Might as well rant again...
I work at a retail store and since I've been at school and then had my wisdom teeth out, I haven't returned to my job yet. For my birthday, my brother gave me tickets to see Glee live which is next Saturday. While I was still in school (approx 3 weeks ago), I called work to tell them that I will be back this coming Sunday after I have healed from my wisdom teeth, but I wanted to tell them far in advance that I would need that folllowing Saturday off (because I would not let $200 in tickets go to waste. No way no how.). They asked me if I could come back 1 day early for the big sale and I agreed, then reconfirmed that I would be given that next Saturday off. Everything was fine.
I get my schedule today... I'm on the entire day! Nuh-uh! I am not coming in. I'm sorry, but I was proactive and gave them a ton of notice. If the concert was at night I would go in for the beginning of the shift, but it's in the afternoon and just to get into Manhattan will take 2 hours. I can't wait to get into work tomorrow, with all the insanity of the sale going on, to drop the bomb that they messed up. There is a reason that we have a system to request off and that they have a calendar to check. Doesn't anybody look at the calendar?!
Rant over.
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