The Not Happy Thread

These last days I've been unhappy with a decision I had to make some months ago. What makes me so frustrated is the fact that really, there was no decision to make, I just didn't have a choice (which is nobody's fault, really). I know I have to move on and stop thinking about it, but I can't... because I wish things had never changed and it hurts me so much to think there is nothing I can do about it.

 

Sometimes, it takes a long time to accept a decision that you know in your heart was right. When it was a matter of no real choice, I think what frustrates us, and keeps it all fresh in the mind, are the cirsumstances that forced the decision: why couldn't the boss be a decent human being (or even just human)? Why couldn't my SO have cared about me the way I always cared about him/her? Why couldn't the other driver have paid attention to the road instead of his CD player? Other people do stupid or thoughtless or even mean-spirited things that cause suffering in others, and it makes the suffering that much harder to bear.

But eventually, we do move on, and we do stop dwelling on the past and decisions we had to make, and when we do we find that there are good people around and good friends and thoughtful neighbors. Humor helps.

A guy walks into a doctor's office, flapping his left arm wildly.
Guy: Doctor, it hurts when I go like this.
Doc: Don't go like that.

 

I'll just provide a short and sweet rant here:

I was working on a blog (off this site) and I was working on my "About Me" page. I knew of everything to write, and I wrote a very great little description about myself. I finish and update the page right? Well, when I go to preview the actual page to see how it looks, the words are not there. I see nothing but bullets that I created in the description, but no words beside them, above, or below them. I've had this happen before in the past, so I thought I could just refresh the page, restart the web browser and try again... but still, there was nothing. I put in all that hard work and deep thought into that little passage, and it didn't even save. I was completely furious about it. [insert extremely foul word here] So, I came to WF to get my mind off it until I calm down, and I can return and try again.

How many of you had wrote out something that you worked really hard on and then lost every bit of it?

 

Me. It's a pain.

 

Me too. When I am working on a blog post or anything substantial that is going to be posted through a web browser, I now do it in Word Pad or in a text editor on my computer, and then paste it into the browser. That way, if the browser or web site screws up it is all still there.

 

Steerpike...that's a wonderful idea. I will do that from now on.

 

I am really angry. I was given a parking violation today for parking my car illegally. It wasn't in a fire lane or blocking anyone or causing any trouble. I was just parked in a spot where you need a permit. And mind you, I am on campus during the summer. There are WAAAAY more parking spaces than there are cars. It's not like someone with a permit would be pissed that I was parked in a spot, because they have ten others to choose from! I was moving my big heavy stuff --like my dresser and my kitchen table-- into my new apartment! The nearest visitors parking is over 5 blocks away. I'm not carrying my kitchen table five f/cking blocks to get to my new apartment. The time on the ticket is 6:06PM. I was moving stuff from my car to the apartment at the time. The goddamn ticket police obviously saw either my friend or me going back and forth and didn't care.

I called customer service and the guy on the line even said that that was bullsh!t, and I should appeal it because that's not just not fair.

F/ck the campus police. All they do is give out tickets. This is why I don't have a permit in the first place: BECAUSE I NEVER BRING A CAR ONTO CAMPUS. Because everything you do with your car is wrong. I don't even own a car... I borrowed my dad's to move stuff. I'm not going to buy a $200 permit good for the whole semester in order to move my sh!t over the course of two days.

Since when should you have to pay to move into a new apartment, huh?!

 

Merc, I bet those tickets mean nothing. We have a few car parks over here, like the hospital for example, where it's a poorly kept secret that you can just go ahead and tear the tickets up. They don't mean anything.

Even if the ticket does mean something, I agree that you shouldn't give in unless you absolutely have to. These stupid officers are just trying to meet their lame quotas anyway; it's wrong of them to pick on you when you clearly weren't breaking the law.

 

The tickets count. I have had friends who have been burned by that before. If you don't pay a ticket, for example, they will have it on your file that you cant register for classes next semester or if you are in the graduating class they wont give you your diploma.

I am just frustrated because that officer clearly saw me moving my stuff in. It's not like I was going to be there for very long anyway. And if he really had a problem he could have flat out caught my attention and asked me. Instead, he stealth-attacked. And it's just this sh/t with the current complex charging me for damages I didn't cause and a stupid event services giving people discounts they clearly don't deserve when I bought my ticket early, paid 3x as much, and am the one who is penalized...

I mean really. DO I LOOK LIKE I AM MADE OF MONEY? Because I'm not. I'm nearly broke. And if you need money, then actually catch me when I've done something wrong. Everything I've been charged for is just stupid!

And as an aside, I'm so irritated that I probably wont even be able to enjoy Lady Gaga as a guest judge on So You Think You Can Dance. And I've been looking forward to THAT all season.



I am so tired of being an adult. It seems like all it is is being charged for sh!t you aren't guilty of (or stupid sh!t you are guilty of... barely), and paying bills that are too high and feeling stupid all the time.

UGH!

 

That's an insane price to pay! Urgh. Those people literally have nothing better to do than demand money of students?

That really bloody sucks, Merc. Fight it if you can but I don't blame you if you just don't have the energy to. I probably wouldn't- it's not like these organisations are reasonable. =/ I remember how broke I was last year and it isn't fun. At all. I sympathise mercy. Being an adult is plain crap...It just involves taking sh!t off people who don't care about your situation, honestly.

 

That's so lame about the cops. I once knew someone who got ticketed for going 2 miles an hour too fast on a BIKE (not even a moped or anything) in a campus 20 mph zone. Cops often are bloodthirsty to ticket because they get rewards for bringing the city money. Also, some are just power hungry. It's gross.

 

Campus police in AZ are assholes, too...my freshman year, I parked facing the wrong way on the side of the road (I had just started driving, had no idea that you had to be facing a certain direction...), and a cop seriously sat there, watched me park and walk away, and then ticketed me as soon as I left. Really?? You couldn't just say "hey, turn your car around or you'll get a ticket!"

Yeppers. Happened to me. I would definitely try appealing, hopefully they decide to drop it! If it helps at all, at least they didn't tow you? I parked in a spot that you needed a specific decal for once, on the last Saturday before winter break at 7 AM when no one was on campus, and they towed my car. That was fun.

 

That's never happened to me, but I can only imagine how p!ssed you are. I've noticed now-a-days, authorities and everyone else "over" us will find some way possible to take our money. Regardless of what we do, and regardless of how much money we have, or none at all, they'll still take it from us. It's quite idiotic. I'm pretty ashamed of the world.

 

It sucks. What are the cops' jobs? Protect and serve the people? What about this is protecting or serving anyone? We pay their salaries, and we all f/cking hate them. Why? Because all they do is give out chickensh!t tickets and then when we talk about anything with actual merit, they "just don't have that kind of manpower." Oh really? I wonder if it has anything to do with how busy you keep your traffic cops.

For real. Two girls were raped last fall by what they assume is the same guy, anonymous attacker, late at night and early in the morning, female joggers, same age, same area. Never found the guy. But they sure can find everyone without a permit on this massive campus!

GREAT JOB! Two enthusiastic thumbs up for our boys in blue!


And I'm just pissed off with everyone today. I mean, the ticket was the main thing that frustrated me and has discolored everything else about my day, but in general I just feel very disillusioned with everyone and everything right now. I want to be a hermit. I don't care about fame, fortune, money, doing good in the world, other people, changing lives, having relationships, feeling good... Just everyone leave me the f/ck alone.

...

I think I'm PMS-ing. Funny thing is, I'm on birth control, so I thought that after you start taking that, it's like constant PMS-ing because your body thinks you're pregnant. Right? So I don't know how it just knows that next week is placebo week, but by golly it sure does know.

 

I am so f/cking angry with myself right now.

I got another job interview, just for a cleaning domestic in a hospital, and I should be happy, right?

No. It says there'll be a 15 minute literacy and numeracy test involved. WHY the f/ck should there be?! Now I'm panicking about the numeracy part.

Maths went wrong for me in primary school and I never, ever caught up. I find simple maths extremely difficult and frustrating sometimes; usually to the point of tears. I can't do sums mentally, and I'm just as bad on paper.

All I wanted was a f/cking part-time cleaning job, and maths is STILL tormenting me. There is nothing I can do. It's like I do the same thing 1,000 times until I get it, and within seconds I've lost it again. It really gets me down in life, because I don't understand why it is I can't grasp simple, basic maths that everyone else gets on fine with.

It also pisses me off when people act like they understand, because they also found maths so hard, and then I find out they got perfectly respectable grades in the subject anyway. I feel like an absolute idiot and it really, really gets me down.

 

^ I'm not much of a maths person either. Aside from day to day stuff I try not to even think about it, and I hate being put on the spot.

You are in the same boat as others, trust me.

 

Count me in that boat to.

 

I predict this boat will pretty soon start sinking, what with the weight of everyone with poor numeracy skills and all.

 

Did the two of you pass or fail your GCSE maths? (or USA high school equivalent)

 

Failed the first time (I got a D) and passed the second time - I went to college to do maths GCSE and an IT diploma. I needed maths anyway, I don't think you can get into university without a grade C or equivalent.

 

I got a D and never had a second chance. I only got into university because I took an online multiple-choice maths exam and passed by one mark. Apparently it's the equivalent of a B grade, which is just laughable..

I've forgotten every last bit of that D grade maths, too. I don't know what to do about this...I try and try and never get any better. People who can't even speak english get these cleaning jobs, and here I am fretting about the possibility of failing the interview because of my terrible maths skills.

 

My girlfriend is retaking her maths GCSE test soon actually. She's doing well, especially on practice tests - especially after not having tried the first time - and I asked her for some tips for you. Her response: 'don't panic, just be calm, and practice the easy stuff. That, after all, is your base.'

 

^ Thanks for the tip.

 

I'll relay that to her, she just happened to be on the phone before.

 

Agreed, math is a nightmare. In high school I was always in the math class with the underclassmen and always writing stories instead of paying attention. We have calculators in this day and age, I'll just use one of those.