The gf has her car in the shop, so we stay the night at her mom's house so I can pick it up in the morning since she leaves at the asscrack of dawn to go to work and can't get it herself.
Naturally I don't have a problem picking up the car as I'm a man of leisure and she can take my car. So when the daft broad wakes me up at 4 o'clock in the morning by leaving the bathroom door open and the freaking light on while she gets ready, I make sure to tell her what needs to be done.
1) Leave me an apartment key so I can go home and not have to spend all day watching the quilt marathon with your mom.
2) Bring the Library books inside. You apparently can't remember to return them and we've had them a month.
I manage to sleep fitfully until about 8 am then I wake up and drag on some pants and notice something odd about the key I've been left... Namely it's not an apartment key, instead it's the key to her parents freakin house!
Now I wouldn't be so upset as I could just head on down to the LAN center and wait until she got off work at 4, except she had class and wasn't getting home until 9 PM!!!
Oh but she didn't stop there, also no damn library books. Then I call the auto shop. Ask about the work done, ask about the inspection... Well turns out she forgot to tell them to inspect it.
When can the inspection be done?? 1-2PM!!!! WOWEE! So I "hang out" with gf's mom for 6 hours, which basically means 6 hours of watching Roswell and quilting.
At 1pm the shop calls. Where's the insurance? Oh thats right the insurance company never sent her one, and she never called to get one! So now I have to call the insurance agency and get them to fax the shop a copy of her insurance.
FINALLY at 4 PM I get the car, and what was the problem!?!? The air filter I told her to schedule a time to get changed A YEAR AGO!
Then on the trip to the apartment, STILL with no key I got stuck in rush hour traffic for another 2 hours. Which was kinda ok cause then I only had 3 hours to waste before she got home with my freakin key.
Schedule a time to get the air filter changed? Aren't those generally really simple to replace? (Maybe not on some car models, I donno.) But last time I replaced the one on my Ranger, it took me all of 2 minutes, no tools.
Air filters, depending on the type or year of car, can range in difficulty to turning a wingnut to popping off 4 clips and slapping the new filter in and then reseating the clips. /agree
It's probably easier to remember a key and books when you get to sleep in till 8am instead of "getting up at the asscrack of dawn" to work.
Well I have my apartment key on my keyring with my car keys, so you see, when she was taking my car keys I asked if she would leave my apartment key. Since she couldn't leave me hers because she lost it. Also, the books? In my car, which she drove...
My car key is on a ring by itself (well, with the remote control for the doors and trunk) and my house key is on the ring with my PO Box key. One key ring in each pocket. (car keys in the right, house key and cell phone in the left)
What was my point in divulging this information about my personal quirks? There wasn't one, stop looking for reasons and just accept it.
I keep a spare set in my wallet of House/Car keys. That way If I go outside and close the door behind me forgetting my keys inside (House or car) I can still get back in.
Though with remote door locks that dosnt happen much on the car. And the house, if I dont have my key ring I generally dont have my wallet either so I typically have to go get my reletives to let me in.
See I have this issue with putting my cell phone and keys in the same pocket, I'm all afraid it'll get sctarched up. So it's my keys on sexy x-box lanyard in left pocket and wallet cell phone in right pocket.
I once had one of those keychain bottle openers on my..keychain. One day, people kept looking at me real funny until finally one guy came up and told me there was a large bloody patch on my leg.
I don't have a bottle opener on my keychain anymore.
Damn I love the safehouse hehe. It must be magnetic or something, I mean most of us come here on a daily basis (multiple times for some) and most people here are probably the nicest people you could ever meet. But yet, post about how bad your day was, and as any good friend would do, everyone lets ya know that not only was your bad day caused by your stupidity, but that you are an inconsiderate bum to boot. But even so, we contiue to come back for more and more. Explain to me how everquest was considered one of the most addictive games by some (not called evercrack because its catchy) but yet an EQ message board has held me longer than the game has.. just doesnt add up.
Dude, screw them. I feel your pain, I can relate. If she was worth her weight in poo she would have done everything when you said to and let you sleep late. Completely avoiding quilting 101 and a headache. But its women man, they run the world. Half the money, all the poontang. I mean theres a reason we spend 9 months tryin to get out and the rest of our lives tryin to get back in..
My advise: grin, bear it, and refer to nyssa's first post for enlightenment and total peace with yourself.
P.S. after refering to said post, get a job ya bum
Hey, I can appreciate someone ranting for having a bad day and cursing their own or others mistakes/stupidity ... but we seem to be seeing more and more rants concerning other people not bending over backwards to make the posters life easier. I would like to have seen the gf's rant about how she has to get up at 5 in the morning, wouldn't get home till 9 at night and her bum of a boyfriend can't even organise a soddin' library book or talk to her mother civilly (sp?)!
This entire rant would have been different if the basis of it wasn't slagging off his gf.
Rants are all well and good but don't expect sympathy and me to call your mother a bitch cos she won't wipe your bum for you cos you're 27 and she's in a rush to get to chemotherapy.
I'm too tired to understand what Jhani meant, and she's usually so funny that not understanding is making me sad.
I meant if some asshat is too lazy and inconsiderate to take 30 seconds on their way out the door to ensure that someone who is doing them a favor doesn't get locked out of their home for an entire day, they can walk to pickup their car from the shop. I'm not quite sure why so many people are acting like neglect (or passive aggression) is heroic. I expect any minute someone will shout "girl powah!", to celebrate thwarting this evil man and his expectation of entering his home.
I think its more of... hey how about get up grab the keys, walk her to the car get the books, kiss her goodbye wish her a good day. Then take your unemployed ass back to bed cause there is plenty of time to rest while your waiting for your overworked underappreciated girlfriend to get back from bettering herself for the sake of both of you... but don't ask me, cause I don't have a car, a job or a girlfriend. Sure my boyfriend would love for me to have a girlfriend but it aint happening!!
Jhani, I can see your point, but from the evidence here I just can't agree. He slags her off for waking him up, and then tells her what to do so he'll be sorted .... well, couldn't he of sorted himself out the night before seeing as he knew he wouldn't have his car? Or got up then sorted it out and then gone back to bed. What if she hadn't have woken him up like the 'dumb broad' she is? I bet his description of her would have been even more colourful.
Yeah, it sucks being locked out, but relying on someone to remember at 4am on thier way to work (for a 17 hour day including class), is asking for trouble. He may have lend her his car, but is he going to hold that over her head until the sun goes supernova?
Ranting for a **** day is one thing, but blaming it someone else in these circumstances is not on. I so feel that he is taking her for granted and that gets my goat.
My ex and i split a few years ago, and I've come to realise that one of the things was that i was taking her for granted, and that's a terrible thing to do. And if i had complained like the above, she would have punched me in the bollox and rightly so.
I'm too tired to understand what Jhani meant, and she's usually so funny that not understanding is making me sad.
I meant if some asshat is too lazy and inconsiderate to take 30 seconds on their way out the door to ensure that someone who is doing them a favor doesn't get locked out of their home for an entire day, they can walk to pickup their car from the shop. I'm not quite sure why so many people are acting like neglect (or passive aggression) is heroic. I expect any minute someone will shout "girl powah!", to celebrate thwarting this evil man and his expectation of entering his home.
Even if he's an idiot for not having a second set of keys? I have two sets of spare keys (for both house and car) around, one is always kept in my house, in addition to the set of keys I normally carry.
Not her fault she forgot to take the correct key off the ring in the morning when she was rushing out to work.
Hey, I can appreciate someone ranting for having a bad day and cursing their own or others mistakes/stupidity ... but we seem to be seeing more and more rants concerning other people not bending over backwards to make the posters life easier. I would like to have seen the gf's rant about how she has to get up at 5 in the morning, wouldn't get home till 9 at night and her bum of a boyfriend can't even organise a soddin' library book or talk to her mother civilly (sp?)!
This entire rant would have been different if the basis of it wasn't slagging off his gf.
Rants are all well and good but don't expect sympathy and me to call your mother a bitch cos she won't wipe your bum for you cos you're 27 and she's in a rush to get to chemotherapy.
My point hehe. Thankfully the rest of my post containing the sarcasm portion wasnt read. Much like the growing trend of people ranting about not bending over backwards, reading an entire post is becoming more and more rampant.
Simple clarification (at the bottom, meaning it all has to be read hehe): 90% of my post was a joke. The other 10% (mainly the part about the safehouse being addictive) wasnt a joke.
