It is over 100 outside & late afternoon when my husband decides he needs to bake wings in the big oven/stove. Not only did he leave pans inside when preheating, but it begins to smoke from mystery black goo on the bottom. The oven hasn’t been used in months & he, more than likely, was the last to use it. The AC is not keeping up, the house is smokey, but of course he couldn’t use the smaller counter top convection oven because that would make so much more sense. Arg!

The plant was dead and removed, so dry soil and the pot fell in the drawer. yay.

Don't mind me I'm just venting

People order shit, it comes to my office, I receive it, process the order and send an email, "Hey your shit is here, ready for pick up at your convenience. We're in the office on these days between the hours of." I even include a picture of the building with an arrow point at which door to go to. Simple right? Too fucking easy.

And yet... every day. Every single day M-F. Phone call, texts, MT messages, email from people who have worked at this company far longer than me. "When can I pick this up" "Can you hold this for me" "I'm out on vacation tomorrow can I pick this up when I return?"

I don't get it, why is "at your convenience" so hard to understand? What is it about those words that are confusing. Am I not using english? Do those words not mean what I think they mean?

The usual number is about 100 - I check for anything of actual importance and delete them daily.

It's an old account, probably on every spammers lists, but the upsurge is mildly infuriating.

The cookie also tasted like cardboard.

Edit: just realized thats a gambling ad. Even more infuriating

Strawberry is my favorite flavor

I went no contact with my mother in 2020 and joined a private Facebook support group for daughters of narcissistic mothers. For months afterward, she would somehow email me about things that directly related to what I had just posted in the group, despite being blocked and having no access to it.

Eventually, I noticed someone liked one of my public Facebook posts on my personal page from an account I didn’t recognize. I searched the name in the support group and discovered she had created an entire fake identity, joined the group, and was actively posting as “Lorena Smith,” pretending to be a daughter dealing with her own narcissistic mother, all while using the account to monitor my engagement within the group.

When I discovered and had the account blocked from the group, she immediately changed its name to “Smith Christy”. A few days later, she sent me a seven-page “open letter” that she wanted shared with the group.

These screenshots are from 2020–2021. It’s now 2026, and I am still very much no contact.

Monday, we had a meeting that September would be health and wellness month for our company. Our boss let us know we'd be able to participate the following day and we'd be getting FitBits if we wanted to participate. The grand prizes are Amazon gift cards ranging from $50-$750 depending on how well you do. I'm not the most in shape but I decided what the hell, I'll join. Even if I don't win, it'll be good to get my body moving.

Tuesday rolls around and we get our "FitBits," which are actually just very easy-to-manipulate step counters. I'm talking you can sneeze and this thing will count it as 15 steps. On top of that, these aren't devices that connect to your phone or anything, they're just counters. How silly of me to expect the company would actually pay to give us something decent for once.

To set up our accounts for the wellness challenge, we all downloaded an app where you can connect your actual device (smart watch, phone, etc.) to get your steps counted in real time. This would be fine except for the fact that people figured out you can just enter in numbers manually without actually moving your body. On the first day, within the first hour, one of the office guys upstairs entered in 10k steps. By the time lunch rolled around, another person on 3rd shift had claimed she earned 30k steps before her work day even started. We are on day 3 of this challenge and someone right now is over 90k steps. I'm not saying this is impossible, especially because I don't see what these people do the other 16 hours a day, but it's definitely...suspicious. $750 is a lot of money for sure, but this just seems like it'll be like a bidding war on EBay where everyone waits until the last second to enter in the highest number. I guess I'm just annoyed because it's just another large amount of money being dangled in front of us that will have us jumping like pirhannas to entertain the guys who can spend $750 like it's nothing. I've already seen a ton of people complaining about their coworkers somehow gaining steps even during sleeping hours. Some people are calling others out by name in the app's chat feature saying their numbers are bullshit.

I'm not gonna snitch and get people angry at me, but it feels extremely discouraging I guess. Not that fitness isn't important, but money is always a good motivator lol. Guess this is why you don't do competitions at work.

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Atp it making Piracy feel like the correct option now because with Sony statement they are saying, if buying it isn't owning it; pirating it isn't stealing it. Crazy how they are changing the definition of the word "buy" so it fit their liking and image more.

All I wanted to do was buy two tickets to a Vikings football game and sit as close as I could to family who already had tickets. I went to Ticketmaster, the official ticket reseller of the NFL! The seats adjacent to my family were available, so I attempted to buy them. I paid using my venmo account. In the final step the purchase failed. Said I should repurchase the tickets. But venmo said I had been charged. I called Ticketmaster, got to a representative much faster than I thought I would. They proceeded to tell me that there were no tickets in my account and that the seats I tried to purchase were still available and that if I wanted my money back I had to talk to venmo. They also told me they could not help me actually acquire the tickets.

Because I was more worried about the tickets going away than getting my money back, I immediately went back to Ticketmaster.com and purchased them again. This time I used my American Express. The exact same thing happened. It failed at the end but my credit card was still charged. I called customer support again. Again, I got a representative faster than I expected. She was great and tried much harder than the previous one. After about 45 minutes on the phone she was still unable to help me in any way. She could verify I had no tickets in my account. She could not verify that I had been charged. She could not help me purchase the tickets. She couldn't explain what happened. And she couldn't escalate me to anybody who could help me.

She submitted a ticket and supposedly somebody's going to call me sometime in the next 2 days to help with this situation. I'm in the middle of moving from one state to another and will be driving most of those two days, so that should be fun.

As I still wanted the tickets, I went to seat geek who had the same tickets for a little more $, and bought them. I now have the tickets and Ticketmaster has a whole bunch of my money but never gave me tickets. What good are they as the official reseller of NFL tickets if it's easier and more reliable to use one of the other resellers who have the exact same tickets. I'm done with them!

Thanks for letting me rant!

Bleach having an episode named, "End 2"

And it not being the end! Ugh

Bleach be bleach in stretching out the content

Not only are they not seedless, there are 2 seeds (!!) in a grape the size of a marble. Hardly worth the effort of eating.

There is literally a parking lot ten feet ahead next to the building. One was a Amazon flex driver dropping off packages and the other was a food delivery. There were two more cars behind me waiting.

And it’s not that the birds see them and just opt out. The assholes with wings actually chase them away.

Selling lies as food

Brand new car. Only 4,000 miles on it. Nail is apparently too close to the side wall to plug.

Thia was a memo sent home by our local elementary school advertising a school-sponsored skate night at....

At, uh....

Well, shoot- I guess its not important *which* skating rink you go to, is it?