Disgusting savages; list them ALL itt

how many yores in a squee?

bosses who ask their employees for help by saying, "can I grab you?" or "can I steal you?" or "can I borrow you for a second?" as if you are an animated office tool, a humanoid 3-hole punch. I want to respond snarkily, "yes, you can borrow me, but please could you oil my hinges and empty my chad trap and leave me in the middle desk door when you're done?" I'm sure they're just trying to be friendly and whimsical, but it comes across as really really dehumanizing.

I got a "can I steal you for a second to pick your brain?" this morning from Boss Savage.

Middle-aged guy who took out his "Ready-to-Use ENEMA" from his duane reade bag and started examining it ON THE SUBWAY.

Social media marketing types who refer to themselves as gurus or storytellers.

Generally in their own twitter bios.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/08/26/business/book-reviewers-for-hire-meet-a-demand-for-online-raves.html?_r=1&hp

Mr. Rutherford’s busiest reviewer was Brittany Walters-Bearden, now 24, a freelancer who had just returned to the United States from a stint in South Africa. She had recently married a former professional wrestler, and the newlyweds had run out of money and were living in a hotel in Las Vegas when she saw the job posting.

Ms. Walters-Bearden had the energy of youth and an upbeat attitude. “A lot of the books were trying to prove creationism,” she said. “I was like, I don’t know where I stand, but they make a solid case.”

For a 50-word review, she said she could find “enough information on the Internet so that I didn’t need to read anything, really.” For a 300-word review, she said, “I spent about 15 minutes reading the book.” She wrote three of each every week as well as press releases. In a few months, she earned $12,500.

“There were books I wished I could have gone back and actually read,” she said. “But I had to produce 70 pieces of content a week to pay my bills.”

@maura
a woman on Bridezillas is forcing all her attendants to have the same tan

http://www.salon.com/2012/08/30/cheating_scandal_rocks_harvard/

Ugh, my rage-o-meter is off the charts right now, thanks to the disgusting savage that works at a small college in my building. My office is on the 5th floor, this college is on the 3rd, 7th, and 8th floors. I come back from lunch and get on the elevator to head back to the office. The doors open at 3rd and this lady immediately just charges into the elevator with a rolling cart full of boxes. She sees me, but keeps charging ahead anyway, pinning me in the back corner of the elevator. I tell her, "hey, there's someone in here, can you wait for another one?" and she just goes, "no" and keeps forcing the cart in. Eventually I am pinned completely up against the wall, unable to move, my arms pressed against my chest and one leg twisted in an unnatrual position, from trying to avoid the cart as she barrelled in with it. So I have to ride all the way up to the 8th and wait for her to manuever the cart out again before I can move at all, let alone head back down to my floor. Ugh.

Lady, fuck you. I hope karma destroys the rest of your week.

Frank Turner.

I would have shoved her and her cart right back out into the hallway. Fuck that bullshit.

I was pushing back! But unfortunately my position in the elevator wasn't affording me enough leverage to overcome her inertia from barrelling full speed down the hall.

I'm still so infuriated by this, just more pissed off by how impotent I was after this happened. Like, part of me wanted to scream at this moron for what she did, but what good would that have done?

Man, the more I sit with this, the more pissed off I get.

why is this bothering you so much?!

I'm trying to figure that out myself, but I suppose its the psychological piece of it that someone literally forced me into a corner in a small, enclosed space with willful disregard for me. I think its okay to be angry about it, I just wish there was a way to make the anger productive.

Also, I guess its just that I try to lead my life in a way that I'm very cognizant of how my actions might impact or influence someone else that I'm baffled by people who are unable to do the same. I think it would've been a tiny bit easier to swallow if she had at least offerend an apology.

it's ok that you're angry, but it seems like you're not quite as mad at her for doing something insensitive as you are at yourself for letting it get under your skin

i dunno, it reminds me of a time when i was asked to decorate a bulletin board by someone who didn't remember my name. i was just totally enraged (for a while!) until i realized that i was mad because he was being supermachista and condescending, not that i was angry about having to decorate a bulletin board.

that is to say that ultimately you're mad because someone has not extended you the same courtesy that you believe yourself to extend regularly?

not only regularly, but as a rule

I think there are two parts to it, I'm angry I was trapped in an elevator by a towering stack of boxes and angry that the person that caused this situation is carrying with her day with either no clue or no care about how she impacted someone else.

you don't know that
maybe she's skulking around with shame right now, or posting to the internet about how she offended this guy on the elevator

i don't even know why i clicked on this thread
sorry for interrupting the disgusting savagery

i think you might be taking it a little personally i mean you could have been, idk, dostoevsky or steve buscemi and she'd have done the same thing.

not if you were clooney though, probably.

If you were Hulk Hogan you could have flipped the cart and given her a flying elbow out into the hallway. And then she would have been sad and you would have felt bad.

i think you might be taking it a little personally i mean you could have been, idk, dostoevsky or steve buscemi and she'd have done the same thing.

I'm not sure where you're getting this from, its not like I said she was standing at the elevators all day just waiting for one to open up with me in it. Ultimately I think I'm just frustrated that, in this particular case, advocating for myself was meaningless.

she seems like a disgusting savage to me, I'd be pretty humiliated by that too, jon

Thanks, VG. I think it just sort of hit me on this really sort of primal level where I'm like, "hello, I'm here, please don't keep shoving that stack of boxes into me" and this other person just didn't care enough to alter her actions.

there are so many socially tone-deaf people out there who don't have a clue about decorum, i think you have to regard them with detached bemusement most of the time.

The question why is this bothering you so much?! seems out of place in this thread, where it's understood that even small lapses in gracious civic behavior can be galling.

well, sure, detached bemusement is fine when you're sidestepping another idiot texting as they walk down the sidewalk, but i think the game changes a little bit when you're being forced into a corner with no escape route.

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I have a hard time walking away with my head high from those encounters. They always make me feel small and useless, can easily ruin my day if I let them

My suit of armor is made of eggshells ;_;

lol

i use the freight elevator at work and occasionally run into this situation. it always goes like this:

construction guy: is there room?
me: oh yeah ::contorts self:: (at least he asked)

one time the construction guy just shdh and said "i'll wait". at that point you say "I'll send it down for you"
#codeofthebros

yeah hang on, jon's story is totally legit DS, he was fucking physically pinned in an elevator by a cart full of boxes, how is this even up for debate?

otm

getting into an ever tightening spiral of rage is idk, i mean i think he'd be well within his rights to make a complaint instead of silently fuming tho

figuratively if not literally crushed by boxes of despair

Thanks DC and Randy, I was starting to wonder for a second. I wouldn't exactly call it an "ever tightening spiral of rage" though, I'd call it more just reflexive anger after the fact. Like it all happened so quickly that my anger didn't really register fully until later and then I was almost equally mad at myself for not being more vocal about it not being okay (not sure how though). I did attempt to register a complaint, but no one is answering their phones and haven't heard back on the email I sent to find out who I should direct it to.

Fwiw, I'm not fuming over this anymore or even angry really, just sort of turning it over in my mind to figure out how I should've handled it. And I think the reason it loomed so large in my mind is because it ties in with some larger issues I'm dealing with in therapy re: advocating for myself. Anyway, vent session over and I'll just be content to give this person the stinkeye every single time I see her in the future.

I'd call it more just reflexive anger after the fact. Like it all happened so quickly that my anger didn't really register fully until later and then I was almost equally mad at myself for not being more vocal about it not being okay

Oh man, story of my life, especially at work.

Jerks that run parking garages and fill them with deliberately misleading signage. When I see a sign that reads "$8 UP TO 10 Hours" all in one line of text, with no punctuation marks between, no lines or any other marks indicating a split between characters or text, and no other information posted anywhere else; I read that to mean "You can park here for up to 10 hours for $8". Apparently, in this case, that text is meant to represent two separate ideas. Only after pulling in, getting your ticket, and driving up the 8 floors to the parking area do you learn that it means, separately, "$8" (meaning you can park for 30 minutes for $8) and "UP TO 10 Hours" (meaning you can park for 10 hours at a time, but anything over 2 hours will cost you $14). Super annoying.

oh man I would do a happy dance if I could find a garage that was reliably $14 for 10 hours; I'm at the point where I'm all "ooh $27, what a bargain!"

in summation, fuck parking garages

otm

gouging bastards

Yesterday at the football we ended up having to park in the street behind the BART parking lot on the other side of the coliseum, because the stadium parking lots were full (clusterfuck of the century, don't ask).

So we pulled up on a side street and ended up parkign there because there was no signage saying we couldn't, and the BART police patrolled past us a dozen times while we were there and they would have said something were this not the case.

Within 15 minutes of us pulling up there's some local dude standing on the corner with a handmade 'PARKING' sign charging people $20 to park. As we leave he starts calling out to us 'HEY YO THOSE CARS ARE GONNA GET TOWED, I CAN GET YOU PARKING" . Lo and behold we got back to our to find it not towed, not ticketed, nothing.

Parking just brings out the worst instincts in humanity.

Could probably double the length of this thread by listing various student incidents, but some pasty-faced fresher has just blocked up our water fountain with copious amounts of vomit, all over the taps and everything. Filthy (w)retch!

people who do not push in revolving doors, instead relying on the exertions of the people before and after them

today i saw someone use a gas station to turn except they failed because the light was green and they ended up behind everyone. i win!

oh i thought this was irrational anger thread oops

no no that is quite savage

i run on a bike path/trail that is along a windy road. serious cyclists understandably prefer to use the road. i saw a guy in a minivan slow down so a bike and another car had to go around him. the guy on the bike said "everything ok?" he didn't know what was going on because then the guy said blahblah SLOW-ASS BIKE! which means this guy was so angry about having to slow down behind the bike for 10 seconds that he purposely came to a stop, which resulted in (1) the bike being ahead of him again, and (2) the driver being even slower to reach his destination! GUH IT WAS DISGUSTING

working on a stupid group project for a class (due today), each member in my group had an assigned part to put together, which i stupidly volunteered to compile. no one has emailed me ANYTHING except for one person who did HALF of what he was supposed to because "he was working", and said "can you do this other part? i think it would sound better if you did it." seriously dude?