B*TCHFest: WARNING! Adult content!!!

   

  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 don't know whether this post will be taken down by the mods. I hope not, since it is the only venue some people have to vent. Try not to make an attack on anyone directly, and maybe we'll be okay.

- Ohmigod, every time I get anywhere NEAR having Christmas spirit, some ****waffle comes along and ruins it for me!!!!! Some stupid girl walked in front of my car yesterday (mid-block,  not at crosswalk) without looking. If I hadn't been watching her and her little posse, I would have killed her. But who is the asshole in this scenario? Me, apparently, since I had the audacity to beep at her. I actually wanted to get out of the car and beat the **** out of her.

- Ceridian COBRA: thanks for screwing up my payments and cancelling my health insurance. Happy holidays to me, huh? I hope nothing happens before I can get new coverage that we can't afford.

- I don't want to sound like a broken record, but I'm tired of being unemployed and tired of sending out prayers and positive thoughts to the universe and getting nothing back. What's the point?

- People who are threatening to leave OH because of recent developments and banishments: just go already. And don't let the doorknob hit you in the ass on the way out.

Okay, time for breakfast. It's your turn, kids. Have a happy holiday harangue!

I always thought I liked the holidays, but every year it gets more stressful!  Unless it is just my age, and lovely menopause.

I can't sleep at night when it time to sleep and then I am falling asleep during the day when it's time to work!  Thank goodness I get to work at home, because I could never make it if I actually had to get dressed and make the trek into the office.

Then there's my DH who is retired and sits in his lazyboy playing solitaire on his laptop all day long!!!!!  Need I say more,  how do some people get so lucky?

I'm sick of the holidays being so financially stressfull.

Despite following the recipes exactly, my tollhouse cookies are paper thin and my fudge is dry and crumbly.  WHAT THE HELL?!!!

I am sick to death of the constant fundraising the school wants us parents to do.  I swear, I need to hold a fundraiser for myself!

Two cars that both need to go to the mechanic.  One car with a cracked engine block and the other car with a key that I can't remove from tt he ignition and there's a knocking sound when I turn left.

Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.

Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the knocking sound during turns is most likely a CV joint. Pricey.

OOOPS! I didn't go down far enough- look at my post. But, I will add her what the hell??? Why does my clinic have to go to electronic records NOW? Why can't they wait until after Christmas and the New Year. And how do they expect you to learn it when no one shows you anything! There is no manuel. We are supposed to be trained by our supervisor but that is hard when your supervisor only comes to your clinic on Thursdays and you are busy seeing patients!!! I mean come on, really.

WHO HAD THE BRILLIANT OF ELECTRONIC CHARTS ANYWAY???? I HOPE IT WASN'T THE SAME IDIOT WHO SAID SADAM HAD WEAPOONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION!!!!

Thanks, K

you want to hear some *****ing? Buckle up.

Happy Holidays to me. I've got shingles.  Adult Chicken Pox about 30 years ahead of schedule. WHAT THE HELL!!!!  The MD said it was probably an increase in stress that triggered it. Well, no **** Sherlock!  Just finished finals in school. 2 A's BTW.  But dear hubby ran his mouth about Christmas and all of a sudden it's happening at my house. So now this...  We still don't know if Christmas is going to be canceled. I'm waiting to hear if hubby's sister can come because she was just diagnosed with MS and is on some crazy meds.  So yeah...

My back is welted and itches like a mo-fo. My arm pit is BURNING and my inner arm and edge of boob feel sunburned. And I've got to prepare this house and all the food for an appetizer only Christmas day. UGH!  At least I'm off of work from the hospital due to having this freaking plague.

Hey Tiff good to see even if it is at a ***** fest.Sorry about the shingles hope you get relief soon

My turn
I am so F***ing mad I can hardly enjoy the final days till Christmas and not even looking forward to it unless the jolly man can pull a mechanic out of his *** to fix my car before the first of the year..Here is what happened. I leave town to go to a funeral I am gone 23 hours and come home thinking all is great. Next morning my brother tells me he has some good and bad news for me.(he is staying with us for a while) He says "I broke your truck" I say how did you break my truck no body drives it. He says I was going to surprise you with an remote start and now cant figure out where two wires go. Before he can figure it out he has to leave town for two days for work while he is gone my husband who is less mechanically inclined than my brother and also knows nothing about electrical goes out to fix it to make a real long story short he connects two wires there is smoke and he decides to undo all he did and did not tell my brother who comes home and goes to fix it and now cant figure out what is wrong he hooked every thing up like the Internet said to do. but before he gets it done has to fly out to Maine for 9 days. So here I am trying to figure out how to get back and forth to work and have no way to go shopping for presents and food I have to prepare for Christmas eve. so close your ears. i am so F****** pissed.


Edited to say..Thank you Bette B I needed this

 I feel better just reading this

I'm less *****y and more just freaking tired and worn out. On the plus side, we're both employed and my husband's job loves him and gave him a nice raise and a promotion. On the downside, that means I can't really complain about the fact that he has worked overtime every day for about the last 3 weeks. He's been working all day on the weekends and then on weekdays, coming home for dinner and time with Rowan and then either going back to work or doing work from home until 11:30pm or so every night.
This means that I have done:
ALL of the Christmas shopping, with a toddler in tow
ALL of the Christmas baking, most of which gets shipped to his family since we can't go see them and moast of them are in bad financial shape. I packed and shipped 6 boxes of goodies, which cost about $80 in shipping.
ALL of the Christmas decorating (including hanging the Christmas lights outside)
ALL of the Christmas package wrapping
All while working my usual 40+ hours a week, doing all the cooking, doing all the cleaning and being in my first trimester (complete with perpetual fatigue and nausea) as well as having bronchitis for most of it. I've been lucky to get to bed around 11:30 every night.
I feel like I can't even relax and enjoy the dinner we're going to tonight with my best friend, who's visiting from California, because I know that after dinner I still need to pack my stuff and Rowan's stuff to go to my parent's for Christmas before I go to bed because I still have to work tomorrow and we're hitting the road when I get home.
THE HOLIDAYS ARE NOT RELAXING!

I know I'm late but damnit I'm pissed. I haven't been able to tolerate solids well since Tuesday. I wake up this am with strep throat. Now I know why I can't eat and the thought makes me nauseated, but **** I'm hungry! Dear antibiotics, please kick in, as I have no sick time left.