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For you NEW KIDS, HERE ARE THE RULES: 

"B*TCHFest"  is provided as a public service to those of us who have gripes and grievances but who (whom?), for whatever reason, lack a regular forum in which to air them. You are welcome to voice any problems - large or small, important, mundane or ridiculous -  that currently have your panties wadded, your shorts frosted and your gears ground. Don't hold them in and risk future medical issues, wrinkles and/or those pesky gray hairs.

ANY and ALL issues that are plaguing you are open for you to voice; there are no "sacred cows." They say that "feelings aren't facts", so if you're feeling it, it's legit to you. NO ONE is allowed to flame a poster for something he or she writes, however commiseration is not only welcomed but encouraged. Please, no personal attacks against other OH members (at least, not by name) and  ABSOLUTELY NO SURGERY WARS!

I'll start you off with a few gripes of mine, and you all can join in at any time! No limits - come back as many times as you like!

WARNING! Adult content ahead! Posts may (and probably will) contain "adult" content and language. I know that MINE will. Rated TV-MA.



I'm actually in  a not-so-terribly-terrible mood today, so my list should be fairly short. YOU, on the other hand, may feel free to rant until you feel better.

- I'm not *****ING about this, but I'm trying to figure out how I went from having NO job to speak of to having FOUR irons in the fire at the same time. Nothing permanent, all freelance with no bennies - but still, it's nice to have work to do. It's just a little mind-boggling how things played out in the last few days!

- Working nights is throwing off my internal clock. Again - not *****ing per se, but I'm trying to figure out how to deal with it. I'm on nights this week and next, then days, then nights again, then days. God bless my "dark master": caffeine.

- If science can invent a patch for everything else, why can't they invent the caffeine patch, so I can just slap that ****** on in the morning and get the rush that much faster?

- I need a maid, or at least a lackey/toadie that can clean my house, do the laundry, do the dishes, etc. I'm just too damned lazy to want to do it. Well, I guess my beef is with MYSELF, for not wanting to get off my ass and do it my damned self.


Oh, that's it for now. Your turn. Have at it! ***** away!!! 

 I am pretty sure that my rotten effing kids have forgotten how to speak english, or they have been suddenly struck deaf. I totally understand the urge to eat your own young, although I don't know if my new stomach could handle it right now. 

 Oh, it's not just YOUR kids . . . . it's some kind of epidemic.

Well they need to find a cure, b/c these little brats aren't going to make it to the start of school! They are usually SO good, and I mean that honestly, they are helpful, respectful and polite, but it seems they have been bitten by some bug and have turned into a pack of hyenas. 

-Why in the heck do mothers of babies feel it's okay to change their child's diaper in the car and throw the dirty pamper in the parking lot at Wal-Mart for me to step on!?

-Why is it that you drop what your doing at work to help someone else but when you ask them for help with your project they are "Just sooooo busy!"?

-Why is it that other's have no problem taking lengthy vacation and days off but my vacation request is "In review." ?

-Why is it that no matter how much I try I can't seem to get enough sleep?

-Why is it that no matter how good my intentions are to be kind and understanding to people all day quickly turn into I'm going to rip some one's head off and S--T down their neck an hour after arriving to work?

-Why is it that anytime I try to recline on the couch my husband asks me if I'm sick?

-Why do people who know I have had surgery look at me while I'm eating something and ask "Can you eat that?" No Jack Ass! I'm just pretending to eat it!

-Better yet why do people that know I have had surgery look at me eat and say "Why didn't you eat very much?"

Why? Why? Why? Why? I could go on and on but I will spear you all!

PASSWORD ******G OVERLOAD!!!!

I will be so glad in less than 3 weeks when I get to say take this job and shove it.  And shove all of these passwords I need to use till they come out on the moon.

I am trying to create a password that must have 2 caps, 2 special characters, 2 lower case and 2 numbers and be at least 8 characters long.  It can't be that hard!!!!  But I have not been able to get it right, either that or this program is possessed by the devil and my husband.

I can't wait until I get senile and don't give a **** anymore about using anything more complicated than a hairbrush.

 I've forgotten my email password.  I can still get emails to my blackberry, but to login on a desktop, i'm screwed.  even worse, i don't remember my password recovery question answers.  fml  

The one I am trying to log onto asked "what is your favorite color?"  First, I never answered any security questions and secondly, that answer can change from day to day.

I am ready to go back into my cave.

 I had a passwrod  "key  "   taped to my wall  along with a  printout of   the City employees private cell numbers  lol  ...

mind U  I need to  use  like TEN    passwords    all the time ... 

so  my  housekeeper comes  along and decides a picture would
 look so much better there -   rips it off the wall  , hangs a painting and  waits for praise .  

Meanwhile  I can hardly tell  everyone  I didnt do my work well because   the trash compactor  ATE MY HOMEWORK  lol ....  

the moral of  this story is  of course .. duplicate duplicate duplicate ..  and put a  copy of Ur keys in a safe place   

Ha Ha Ha! I like this!