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Well, since there isn't dedicated forum for ranting, and not wanting to add a moan thread to the front page of the guild, I'll place it here.

So what is this thread for? Well, for ranting obviously.

Ranting about what? Anything really. There is no common thread, except that this where we come to rant. It can be introspective, complaining, whiny, boasting, questioning, funny, whatever.

So allow me to kick things off. If you want to copy the format that I'm using, that's fine, but who cares about format, right?

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Da JOB
Blech. Just thinking about the daily grind is enough to send some slinking into the shadows. Me? I can handle myself okay, unless of course I get slammed with everything and anything that my employers can possibly throw at me at once. Like the last couple of weekes here. Errg!

Without going into the nitty gritty, the journey began with Hurricane Gustav. Now that turned out to be nothing more than a really big blow (but don't get me wrong, I have compassion for theose dispalced and the damage done, but it wasn't as bad as they had predicted), but we didn't know that before hand, so we were scrambling at the final hour to place response teams in position. Then came Ike. A little more powerful, way more damage, and more people deployed for even longer. Again, I'm the one getting all these people together. Add to this now, the fact that our company has been taking on more and more accounts in the region. We are now operating a region with approximately 8,500 work-hours per week, plus details, and extraneous last minute additions that can shift the total closer to 8,600 or even 8,700 hours. Why am I so stressed?

Because we're are doing all this with only three people! And for the crowning achievement, as if to demonstrate to me how loaded my job has become, a task that used to be two to three hour annoyance, todya turned into a six and a half ordeal that pushed my sanity to the edge.

Did I mention that we have no receptionist? Yeah my job to answer phones to. Order uniforms, schedule all those people for last minute jobs, and scramble to find some random guy who is licensed to work a post armed, then finally getting him at the last possible second only to be told that the detail has been postponed. F**k you, Murphy. Take your law, and shove in that bag of irony that you carry around and hit the f**king road!

And now, I shall slack off for the remainder of my day, and feel no guilt at all. How therapuetic. You guys should try this.

Firespark: I wish I could slack off at work. No matter what, I have to do /something/.

Andrungs_Pixie: I'd feel free to get a bullhorn or whatever they're called--who knows, maybe a plain airhorn would work just as well, and blast/yell whenever they're getting too loud for anyone to sleep anyways. Since everyone's up, you might as well let them know they're keeping the whole neighborhood awake. And feel free to pass the concept on to your other neighbors that are sick of the noise, too. Six airhorns are better than one, and maybe by THEN they'll get the idea. Of course, actual force is always useful.

If none of that works, try figuring out when THEY'RE asleep and making a point of having yourself, your neighbors, or some of your friends follow the airhorn routine. They won't let you sleep, so why let them sleep?

You'd be surprised how good each and every honk/buttonpress really feels. I grew up in Texas, so we rednecks have learned how to deal with white trash that can't mind their manners. NO ONE is discourteous around a Texan. We take that $#!! personal.

---==My rant==---
Ok, so I have a crappy retail job that's 2-3 nights a week, 8 hrs/shift, and 7.50/hr. Nothing even worth boasting about. I stock the entire softlines department of our local Kmart, which isn't exactly a small area. So needless to say, it's a thankless job with minimal pay. Recently, our local radio station was hyping a contest it was having for young, attractive ladies of 21+ to spend 30 hours drinking and "going crazy" in front of a webcam. Considering I've done more debasing things in my day, I figured what the heck. I could use the alcohol to shunt off some stress, and maybe some good partying would get my mind off things. Of course, the $2000 prize didn't exactly escape my notice..

So I manage to make it into the cut, and end up one of the 6 girls who has to go to this apartment and drink themselves silly. Unfortunately, I was given rather inaccurate instructions about what would be expected of me, and so I was at a fair disadvantige. Add to that the fact that each girl represents one of the six male radio personalities of this station's morning show, and you have the male personalities throwing in their own preferences as to who should win. And lucky me, I'm stuck on the team that has NEVER come in as anything other than LAST. So, yeah. For a game of flip-cup, the house is divided--Pale girls against tan girls. Of course, I'm part of the former, being of the geeky-sort. The other two pale girls end up leaving due to how completely skewed the contest--or should I say fashion show?--ends up. Basically, it was JcPenny (me being myself in nothing too "adult") vs. Armani, Tommy Hillfiger, and Victoria Secret. Two of the tan chicks I liked, but the last who was a bit of a camera hog (and I swear by all things I hold sacred, her belly COULDN'T be from alcohol consumption, and I've been down THAT road a few times) was a complete and utter b****. And of course, the blonde one, who just so happens to be the rudest one, wins. Two days later, a friend of mine called up to the show and asked the guy who picked the winner--because of course, the voting talley was just a blank click that didn't go anywhere--"So, what kind of contest are you going to hold to pay off the next chick you knock up?"

Yeah. Whole thing was rigged, and I blew an entire paycheck just on gas and the things I'd need for the party. So worthwhile, lemme tell you. evil

This is definately a topic that has been bugging me for years. Has anyone else noticed that Christmas season starts now before halloween? I remember when it didn't start till after Thanksgiving.

I have actually started teaching my kids That we do not celebrate Christmas till the Advent season in church. Which is next Sunday.
I refuse to bend into the God of Commercialism!!!
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Anyone else want to comment and let me know when this type of lengthening of holiday season started. And when did Thanksgiving become a side note. It used to be an important holiday.

Enough of my ranting....

OMG, that is just so ... wrong. So, so wrong. I mean, seriously, EW. This makes me scared to buy "novelties" lol. It sucks that you got fired, but kudos for standing up and not doing something so blatantly unethical and disgusting.

My rant is about FAMILY. Those wonderful people we're related to that we can't do ANYTHING about.
My father died in July to cancer (yet another rant there, he was only 48 ), and my mom has been having a hard time. Luckily Hubby and I rent half the house (closed off from her side. Large victorian house) from her, so we took over paying the mortage and electricity to let up the load. This would actually do more than it's doing if my sister hadn't moved back in with mom with her baby (got nothing against my niece... she's a sweetie), due to her ongoing divorce and custody battle. Which would have been pretty cut and dry except, my sister tried to off herself, so the custody for my niece is between the grandmothers of the child. And it's pretty clear that my 24 year old sister is never, ever going to leave mom or deal with her own problems ever again. Or grow up (another rant there).
Still with me? Good.
Here's the clencher, Hubby has been unemployed for a while. Luckily (or unluckily) we had the insurance from his father's death back in May (and yet another rant. Infection after open heart surgery). We also inherited his father's house which is fully paid for and the only things that need to be done is a little paint.
Money has now almost ran out for us, due to our paying one or two of MY SISTER'S lawyer fees. Not only that, but almost every little problem Mom and sis have, they call us to handle. I'm stressed out and haven't slept in weeks. Hubby's just angry. We are greatly considering moving out in June to his father's house, and letting mom and sis on their own, which they can finacially handle.
However, when I told mom of this plan, she freaked. I do understand that she doesn't want to lose a relationship with me, as prior to this whole mess we got along great. But at the same time, I cannot be the one who takes care of her and sis and my niece and then my husband and child. There are better employment opportunities where we are thinking of moving, plus I'm planning on going back to school to get a nursing bachelors. I feel that mom and I would get along better if I didn't live there, especially considering that when I first moved away from home was when we started having our good relationship. The only reason we moved back in was because the rent on our apartment was going up a few hundred dollars and we had just had Sophie. I also feel that if we move, then Mom and sis can get themselves together enough to do what they need to do for my niece.
Yes, I understand she misses dad. You don't throw 27 and a half years of marriage away. But there has to be a point when you put your grief away and deal with the life you have. And yes, it's sooner for her than most everyone else, but that's life.

Ah... I do feel much better.

I would like to know where the global warming is this morning, it's -3 degrees here. What a bunch of hooey that is and what they want people to believe. If you go back, as far as records are kept, you will find that there has been a fluctuation of temperatures all along. Boy did Al Gore pull one over on the people, got them to buy his books too.