Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
It’s been an insane weekend here in the USA. I hope everyone is doing okay. During times like these what’s important, I think, is to maintain a bit of consistency where we can, in order to hang onto that illusion of control over some tiny, insignificant area of our lives. You know what I’m saying? That’s why I get so UTTERLY ENRAGED when I plan to eat a nommy nommy avocado and I wait until it feels nice and ripe, wash it, cut into it… and it’s all BLECH AND HORRIBLE! Omg. Why me lord? Why? I don’t understand why avos can’t be consistently perfect. I quit buying the bag of them for a deal because I figured, okay, don’t be a cheapo, obviously they stuff inferior avos in the bag. So I only buy the larger, more expensive ones… and still! I would say about 30% of the time they are DISGUSTING AND INEDIBLE! I mean half-rotten and mooshy and brown and gross and awful. It makes me so PEEVED…
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I think I just won’t buy avos again. I always say this though. Waaah!
Yep, it’s Friday. And yep I did a search for May 29th posts last night, but nothing grabbed me. I had a One-Line Wednesday that came up about migraine tigers (triggers), but if I’m going to post about head pain, I’d prefer to ramble on about it anew. Oh! Did I tell you… I’m sloooowly going off one of my meds? Yep, my doc and I discussed it in a virtual visit last week and I’ve now cut Topamax 25% and am okay so far. It’s a good time to try this when I don’t have so much going on and can lie down if I need to. The drug was a lifesaver at a time when I was super-stressed, but things are pretty chill now and I don’t like all the side effects, especially feeling so blah. I can always go back on if my migraines get too horrible to bear, but my hope is that I can cope without it and I’ll have more energy again and can start to exercise more (i.e., at all). The goal is to be completely done by June 30. Since my head gets really bad toward the end of August through September, whatever I do, this will be a good way to make sure I don’t confuse that inevitable badness with going off the drug. I’m determined to be optimistic even though I did this a couple years ago and it was a big fail. I had more stressors then though.
Not that things aren’t stressful in the world now. Right? I mean gah! But I feel lucky that I’m able to stay pretty isolated from it all and I’m also the kind of person who doesn’t mind being isolated. My personal life (knock wood) is calm, even while the world is falling apart. I’m sorry world, but there isn’t much I can do about the things out there except try not to make them worse. Perhaps staying in here, as I do, helps a little. At least I’m not using much gas anyway. But things are “opening up” again, which doesn’t make a lot of sense to me as the virus numbers are climbing, but what do I know, eh? Maybe they felt more and more people were going to take to the streets in protest so they’d better let them start going to the Cheesecake Factory (just an example ~ I don’t actually know if the Cheesecake Factory is open). Nothing is perfect. Personally, I am not going to sit in a restaurant, or anywhere else, among a giant glob of people, anytime soon. I just don’t see why I should take that risk. I’m fine at home by myself, going out to get groceries once a week, and stopping at my office (alone) to pick up the mail and water the plants. I understand that some people are going out of their minds without actual physical companionship, but I’m not one of them. The only thing I truly miss is not being able to see my family and the routine of going to the office 9-5 daily. I’m one of those weirdos who likes doing that. There are very few of us apparently… most people prefer blobbing around the house in sweatpants. Bleh.
I don’t really have interesting thoughts about current events. My view is likely the typical “liberal” one on most things, except I don’t allow disgust for a leader to create my reaction to every issue. One thing I differ on from many is my view about social media. I’ve already mentioned my unpopular idea that I do think there is something wrong with the idea of providing a platform for people to be utterly horrible to each other, even to the point of ganging up on someone and driving them to suicide, in order to make money from ads, and then shrugging off all responsibility for it. I’ve said that one possible solution is to disallow anonymity. One account, one person, and it trails you forever like a fingerprint. Well, no one likes that because it’s as scary as a microchip in a vaccine. What about forcing the companies to enforce their own TOS and not selectively as they do but consistently and fairly? Maybe they’d make less money, boo hoo. I don’t think children should be on social media at all. It’s bad. But if “everyone else is” and that’s how teachers are giving out lesson plans, well, whaddayagonnado?
One thing I really dislike about this new block editor is that I don’t see my word count as I type. Where is it? Last time I copypasta’d my writing into a Word document to obtain it, but that’s just dumb. There should be a word counter somewhere! It’s probably here in some menu that makes no sense off to the side and I’m just not finding it. I know, what a weird thing to get annoyed about, but hey that’s me! Weird things annoy me. I need to know my word count, grrrr. Otherwise, there’s literally nothing wrong with typing in blocks and I don’t know what people are so fussed about unless you have some huge complicated page with moving parts you need to paste in. I’m just straight up typing and it’s fine. I don’t know if I can add my photo here (but that was the case with the old editor as well) ~ if I can’t, I’ll save the post and add the photo from the app. (Added the photo!)
Today I need a stamp. Why can’t we pay the water bill online? I don’t think that’s enough for a whole Monday Peeve, so I’ll just leave it right here. Maybe something will annoy me when I walk over to the Post Office and it can be my Monday Peeve, but it’s just a stamp. What could go wrong?
I FOUND THE WORD COUNTER! It’s the little “i”. Why wouldn’t you know that? Who wouldn’t think to click the little “i”…
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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I get that CV19 is a big effing deal, but do we have to blame everything on it? I mean, come on now. So, I ordered clothes from a store online and they were shipped from places all over the country. One piece is missing, a cute top… it went to UPS and then my local Post Office, but got hung up there. Because of the virus? There are messages all over the websites when you go to track a package that things are delayed because of CV19. But I received my normal mail Saturday so why couldn’t they have stuck the one other thing in with it? How is the virus stopping them from doing that when the mailman came over here with the mail and put it in the mailboxes anyway? He could have just brought the one last piece of my delivery instead of making me wait until Tuesday. Here I am, doing my part to help the economy, and they can’t even give me my stuff! Oh, the virus stopped us from putting your package in with the mail, so instead we left it sitting right there across the street in the freaking post office. Sure Jan. Let’s blame CV19 every time we just don’t do something right.
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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Everything old is new again… hey, that’s a catchy line! La la la, I love musicals! And you know what else I love? Bagging my own groceries. Yep, I have a system. Or I had one before THE THING. I brought my own bags and checked out my own stuff, packed it up the way I wanted, which is NOT the way they teach the grocery store peeps to do it. The way I do it is to keep each bag at a relatively reasonable weight for me, due to my hurty back and neck. It doesn’t bother me to use a lot of bags because I keep them to recycle and bring them with me to the store. I’ll make 4 trips back to the car from my apartment rather than hurt my shoulders/neck.
But now that’s screwed up too. I’m at the mercy of the baggers again. They’ve been trained to bag in some “logical” way, which is to put all the heavy stuff in one bag so it weighs 50 pounds, and leave the cotton balls and marshmallows and popcorn for the other bag. WTF??? Why??? Now I have to undo the bags at my car and repack them into my extra bags in the parking lot so I can even lift them into the trunk of my car. IT IS SO DUMB. 🤯
But we’re not allowed to bring the bags we save into the grocery stores now because they could have GERMS on them. We have return to being wasteful like the olden days. And now I remember how much I hate the way the grocery store peeps pack groceries. Grrrr! 😡
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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Man, this one is sure overdue and I can’t believe I’ve waited until TMP 35 to mention it. I’m sure you know what I mean. Right? RIGHT? I am talking about yours truly. Yep, this peeve is about me, myself, and I, that annoying trio of wishy-washy, say one thing and do another, can’t make up their minds, flippety flopperoos. Gahhh, they drive me nuts! One day they say they’re gonna exercise and there they are again, just blobbing around doing nothing but sit-sit-sitting and making excuses. Another time they’re gonna “work on their novel,” but instead I see them reading blog posts, checking the news, and just generally goofing off. Oh, here’s a good one… they decide to “cook healthy food.” Bwahahaha, don’t make me laugh! Why then is the trash filled with empty boxes of Lean Cuisines? Grrrr, I wish they’d stick to their plans! 😡
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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I’m sure I crabbed about this ages ago, but I checked and it’s never been an official MONDAY PEEVE, so we’re good. What am I talking about? Thank you for asking. I am talking about TRIVIA FREAKS. That’s right. You know who I mean. Those annoying people who know too much about a thing, sucking all the joy out of it for everyone. Since today is May 4th, you will find a gaZillion people posting that Star Wars meme. Eye freaking roll. I don’t particularly care for Star Wars, but I do like the original Star Trek TV show. But nowadays you can’t merely like a thing without some demented TRIVIA FREAK popping up to jabber on and on AND ON about minutiae like oh hey this one time at band camp I made a popsicle stick pencil holder with the nephew of the director of episode 11. NO ONE CARES! Stop taking all the fun out of things with your arsenal of BORING factoids about obscure characters and bloopers and personal anecdotes. Just because I like a thing doesn’t mean I want to become obsessed with it. There are lots of things I like in passing. Whatever happened to that? I don’t LOVE it, and I don’t need to binge watch it or collect anything about it… I just like it. Why is that not good enough?
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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Welp, I never thought I’d have to bring this up again, but… FREAKING FACEBOOK!!! I had to make a new account. Okay, sure, I didn’t have to, but Messenger became increasingly annoying to use without a real FB account. They updated it so you could no longer switch out your profile pic. It was impossible to add some friends; we kept getting mutual error messages. I couldn’t view some of the links people shared with me over Messenger, but others were viewable. Sometimes when I shared a link, I received an error message. It all was so random and inconvenient. My kids are willing to text, but most friends prefer Messenger. So, Saturday night I made a new account. The good part? Seeing all my peeps again! 😍 I have been lonely… The bad part? UGHHH FACEBOOK. 😡
Let me count the ways it sucks. First, it has to suggest every man I’ve dated since 2010. No, I do not want to send friend requests to all those jerks. Thanks for asking though! Really appreciate those reminders. Second, the instant I added my phone number to FB, it vaporized the Messenger account I was using without warning. 😱 So, all my friends saw me as a ghost there. Then, when they received my sudden friend request, they thought I got hacked. I had to answer emails and tweets to reassure them. GRRRR! Third, the newsfeed is worse than ever. It absolutely refuses to stay on “most recent” and insists upon showing me posts where people are commenting a lot about stuff, which usually means political arguments. I don’t mind seeing my friends jabber about whatever is on their minds, but, being an orderly person, I want to see said jabber lined up as it occurs from newest to oldest. I don’t want a mishmash of convos, one from today, then one two days old, then yesterday, then four days ago, yada. SUPER ANNOY! 🤯
Bright side? I’m not there to read the feed anyway. I’m there to get my contacts back for Messenger, to rejoin my favorite groups, and to have the ability to change my photo in Messenger when I want to. Mission Accomplished! Er, in progress…
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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This is a minor peeve in the scheme of things, but minor peeves count too. Don’t be afraid to whine about the little things! Your feelings are your feelings. Yes, lots of people are really suffering and we can totally feel for them. Yes, people had it way worse in the olden days. And people are starving to death. YADA. This does not mean we can’t cry when we stub our toe, okay? I give you permission and I give myself permission. Now, that this is out of the way, I’m annoyed at Amazon.
What is UP with that place? I get that they have no essential products. Can’t order TP there or Lysol or anything like that. Forget food. You fill up your cart and nope nope nope. No delivery times, nothing, nada. Fine. But what about everything else? Seems like they’re only good for books on Kindle nowadays and movies on Prime. I tried to order headbands and they wouldn’t ship for 3 weeks, so I cancelled them. What? My cat litter took 3 extra days to get to the correct address. My Bai was delivered to my neighbor. And the guy who brought my IcyHot got so confused, I had to run downstairs and take the package from him in person. Needless to say, he was not wearing a mask or gloves!
Super annoying! On the other hand, Target (where I do not pay an annual fee, unlike Prime) seems to have no problem delivering all manner of silly things to me and getting things right. Of course, I can’t get essential items or food there either, but I’ve given up on all that.
Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!
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Just the other day I worried I wouldn’t have anything to peeve about because I wasn’t going out much and getting annoyed. But then I logged into LinkedIn! Omg, that site is more irritating than ever. I know I’ve complained about it before, but it has not been an official TMP topic ~ now it is. My specific gripe is that it’s turned into FB lite. Not content with giving us space to post our resumes/profiles, connecting us with others in our fields, and helping recruiters find a way to contact us, LinkedIn now has this increasingly non-job related “feed.”
Just as you would expect, people are dumping garbage into that feed, stuff that has absolutely no relevance to anything career-related. Forex, this jerk I’m a first level connection with had all these “likes” and reposts of typical rightwing bullsh*t conspiracy theory articles. What the hell does all this have to do with working? Nothing! I reported some for being inappropriate. I also muted that guy. But I did not delete him from my contacts because I have only a very few number of connections to begin with. What if (Gd forbid) I have to look for a new job someday? Employers apparently care about this number. It’s dumb, but so is everything now! 😡😡😡
The minute you walked in the joint
I could tell you were a man of distinction
A real big spender…
I assume this slang “joint” comes from a place where people join up to hang out, eat, drink, dance, etc. This would be opposed to a marijuana “joint,” which is something that resembles a finger(ish) object, and a finger has joints, where the bones connect. And you create it by rolling it with your fingers. This is all very disjointed, isn’t it? I just read in a Stephen King novella that the rhetorical question such as the one I just asked is a Britishism ~ is it? That wasn’t one. I almost didn’t do this prompt today because I have my Jeopardy post already scheduled for 10AM and don’t need a J-word, but since this isolation thingie I’ve been staying up later and sleeping later (weird!)… so it’s after midnight and I’m not tired at all. I could start the next King novella in my book, I guess. Thanks to Angie for recommending him for my 500+ page bingo spot. Great choice! I don’t know how to tie everything together and end this post in any sort of meaningful or funny way, sorry.
What the heck am I going to peeve about for Monday? It’s hard to get enraged when I’m staying in all day and not people-ing. Let’s have a joint effort here! All ideas welcome.
