MB B*TCHFest: come on in. The whining's fine!

   
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 just have to get some **** off my chest. Join me, won't you?

- When did people get so stupid that they can't figure out how a sidewalk works? I live in a fairly old neighborhood (architecturally) and we are fortunate enough to have sidewalks on pretty much every street. So why the hell do so many people (and a frightening number of mothers with babies in strollers) opt to walk in the middle of the damned street?

- While I'm mentioning people walking: how about crossing in a CROSSWALK, instead of coming out between two cars in the middle of the block?

- I am loving the still-warm-in-mid-October weather, but my allergies are driving me crazy. And the poor dogs are miserable, between their allergies and the fleas which keep coming back despite applications of Frontline. Yeesh!

- Why does it seem that we are the only people in our neighborhood who understand what a "pooper scooper law" is? 

- Why does it seem that I'm the only driver who knows how to SIGNAL prior to making a turn, who actually pulls to the CURB to stop, and manages to keep my music to MYSELF when I'm driving?

- Connecticut's "hands free" driving law is SEVEN YEARS OLD this month, so why can't people figure out that they are not supposed to drive and yap at the same time? Why can't the PD just start pulling these self-important natterers and ticket and fine them, before someone gets killed?

- Why does it seem that all the "good stuff" on TV is on the same day, and the rest of the week is a wasteland? Thank god for DVR.

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

 I only have one good nerve left for my DS ... and it is FRAZZLED .. why does he keep working it? WHY? WHY? WHY?

At the workplace: If you use the LAST piece of tissue WHY can't you replace the roll? WHY OH WHY am I ALWAYS THE ONE replacing the roll?

At the workplace: If you wash your mouth after you eat WHY OH WHY are their toothpaste snowflakes on the mirror? CLEAN YOUR MESS PLEASE...

At the workplace: You ate a banana ..WHY OH WHY would you drop the peel in MY waste basket how about going in the kitchen or using your own ... then when I pitch a panamaniac you think I am crazy ... read... pana-MANIAC ... 

Rant over ... will start again tonite when DS starts rubbing my ONE LAST NERVE FOR HIM the wrong way ....

Keeping with the car theme, I hate the drivers who are out without their lights on in a really bad rainstorm.  They must know they are practically invisible on the highway and yet they are still doing 80!

I also hate the drivers who see you coming but pull out of a side street in front of you and do 35 mph.  This is an especially bad problem here in N. VA.  It wasn't nearly as bad as this in S.E. Va or for that matter ITaly!

I really hate the tweens who think it is funny to "pretend" to jump out in front of you in the middle of the street or who deliberately walk in the middle of the road and won't get out the way.

Lastly and on a different note, I am really ticked at my dog who has decided after a pristine 11 years to pee on the carpet periodically and only when I'm not looking. This isn't an age issue, something else is going on.  She won't do it in the bedroom or when I am around.  She sneaks into the livingroom and does it there.  Locking her in the bedroom stopped this but today after 4 weeks of no peeing she somehow managed to do it again.  Don't know what I'm going to do. 

 Have you taken her to the vet to make sure it's not a bladder infection?

NOt yet but I plan to just to rule it out.  I don't think it's an infection though because she only does it occasionaly.  She spends  80% of her time upstairs but never does it there.  She never does it in front of anyone.  she can go a month or two and not do it.  I don't know what the trigger is.

The vet wanted a urine test a few years ago (she was fine) but I had to follow behind her out in the yard with a paper bowl to catch her pee.  Man it is not easy!  Not looking forward to that at all!  Specially now as we've moved and have a much bigger yard.  Might try it when out on a walk.  She likes to mark so maybe that will be easier.

I used to be so smug because MY dog was sooo well trained and never messed in the house. 

how about lil doggie pampers?  Lol!

First, I hate slow people at the grocery store. The have their cart turned sideways so I can't get by and then they just stand there. Or as I am leaving they dawdle along yapping so I can't get by.
While I am in the grocery store how about people who can't count and load up their grocery cart and check out in the express lane, then whip out a checkbook and wait until the checker is done and gives them their total before even bothering to put in the name of the store or date.
And then when I finally get to the checker she is chatting with the previous customer (the one with the full cart) about the weather and not checking and when she finally finishes her little chat she tells me it is her break time and someone else will have to check me out and I have to wait while they change the cash drawer and count all the money and replace the cash register tape and tie their shoes.
Now I get home to the world's laziest teen ager who thinks I am her personal maid and chef. She can't be bothered to put her clothes in the hamper and I am afraid to look in her room to see what the condition is. And she sees me with my bags and doesn't ask if she can help and when I ask her she acts like I have asked to to donate a kidney and tells me she is busy. Busy? Watching tv and texting her friends? Forget about her helping put them away. She's had a rough day texting.
Then when it's time to go to bed I have to clear out 4 dogs who don't like to share. Just as I fall asleep 2 of them decide to have a little wrestling match so I kick them all out and have to listen to them scratching at the door and whining until I get them to agree to be quiet so I can sleep.
In the morning I am awakened by the alarm and then I have to wake up the teen ager, who can't be bothered setting her own alarm and try to get her out of bed for 15 minutes and then when she finally gets up she is mad because I let her sleep too late and she doesn't have enough time to put on her make up.

I hate people who when they are shopping they leave their damn carts in the middle of the aisle and I have to move them over (cart) and they have the balls to death glare me.  I hate when I need to get the attention of someone behind a counter or such and they are bull****ting on their cell or store phone.  I feel like knocking on the counter and saying do you mind?  I hate when my husband takes forever to shop at WalMart I have to yell come on!  I hate when I ask my 17year old for stuff and she yells hold on!  I want to slap the **** out of her!  I hate when she wants to sleep the day away and thinks I should do her laundry so from now on I will just do mine and hubby's .  I hate that I DVR programs and my husband hogs the TV at nite where we fight and I tell him to watch the bedroom TV and he tells me to and I tell him for the thousandth time that I need totally catch up on my shows in order to get the all room DVR or else I will lose the ones I haven'****ched.  Duh!  What doesn't he get!  I hate when hubby leaves his tools all over the house Dear Hubby, tools are not considered decor!  I hate when I go shopping and other people are so damn slow.  Hey dummy make a decision pick up the item and put it in your cart and move out of my way!  I hate when I am at Barnes & Noble looking at a shelf of books and some asshole walks right in front of me not saying excuse me and blocks my view hey asshole rude much?  I was there first do you mind moving your ass!  I hate when my Labrador hogs the bed he thinks its his and he is allowing us to sleep in his bed!  Dog floor-floor dog.  What doesn't he get? 

Oh and one more thing I hate when I am out riding my horse and on the bridle path and bikers, joggers who should not be on the bridle path either zoom by and my horse spooks or they ***** about being on the horse and I yell hey asshole its THE BRIDLE PATH!  Sorry I forgot that one. 

This could be me writing this except I have two dogs and my teenager is male so it's not the make up that's the problem its getting him to wash his pits properly.  I was hollering and howling at him last night becuase I finally went into the basement and found half the dishes from the kitchen down there.  A toilet that was just ....words can't describe.... and a dismantled computer that his friend and he decided to take apart....on the floor.