Innocuous things that make you irrationally angry (a list thread)

We refer to lots of other couples and they refer to us by portmanteaus and we've seriously talked about using that as a child's last name should we ever have them. I know it would be a serious hassle to have three different last names when traveling or dealing with forms or whatever but I stubbornly love that kind of shit - you can't make me follow your naming rules dammit. Either that or we'd seriously toss a coin.

I do work with a guy (his wife works in the same building) who sort of portmanteaued their last names by adding her O' to his last name.

Never thought about it before, but now I'd like to marry and hyphenate with a man with the last name Behr bc that would be cute as all fuck. Je55e K3|-|r-B3|-|r. Just like I was called in grade school!

I had the salesgirls at a store I frequent tell me "We love your name! It's so cool! You can never get married!"

Wait, what?

you need to make this your mission in life.

mine will be to get Mr Veg to change his name to Money so I can be Moneyp3nny

(xpost)

you heard them, tokyo. YOU CAN NEVER GET MARRIED.

No wait, I can, but only to someone with an EVEN COOLER last name.

'tokyo morbius'

(virginia plain will be jealous, tho!)

Police club

Gore Police

Jeff and I have different last names and I felt p strongly about keeping my last name for feminist and personal reasons. I go back and forth on kid names but any kid will probably get Jeff's bc:

1. All possible portmanteaus of our last names sound like noises you'd make when you barf.
2. His name ends with "th" and mine with "ss" so hyphenation makes the speaker sound like Sylvester the Cat.
3. My bio dad's side of the family from whence my last name came consists of truly horrible people with whom I have little to no contact and it kind of feels like I would be cursing my kid to saddle it with all the baggage inherent in this last name.
4. I've always been the odd person out in my family, last name-wise, so I'm used to it.

But maybe I'll saddle the kid with a cumbersome hyphenation, who knows.

man, my little sister was married for less than two years and all she got out of the deal was a different last name

xp your names hyphenated would sound like a character from a Henry James novel, in a good way

I'd go for the shorter name. Preferably 1 or 2 letters. I'd have to write/type that name a lot so it would really save me some time over the long haul.

Let's both change our names to our last initials!

Corey, whose name would go first?

the couple behind me in line at the coffee shop that was loudly making out, complete with audible lip-smacking and moans, the entire duration of my wait.

also, this was at 7:15 a.m.

xxp yours — it rolls off the tongue with the single syllable coming at the end.

obviously taking full advantage of the post-toothbrushing pre-coffee breath minutes

ages ago I got a ride to work with a friend of mine, freeway was totally empty except for one car way up ahead, and it was swerving drunkenly across 2 lanes fairly intermittently.
as we were passing them we discovered the driver was not drunk but making out with the female passenger while trying to keep one eye on the road.

it was freaking 7.30am! I mean, it's cute that you can't keep your hands off each other, but a) you will probably die before you reach your destination and b) I'm not a morning person so I can't really fathom those kind of shenanigans anymore (lol old)

"you're welcome"

seriously, this phrase should be fucking retired.

what?

when meant sincerely, it's fine. when mumbled flatly and not at all in a friendly way, it basically means "fuck you" imo

oh ok, got it

agreed

Or Tweets that say things like "To get to the top of the page you're looking at on the iPhone, tap the clock. You're welcome."

Mystery noise in my apartment - intermittent, quiet howl or whistle, like bus transmissions sometimes make, only very quiet. Turns out it's my still new laptop. Either the fan or the hard drive. Identifying the source of the howling didn't make me feel better about it, just gave me a place to focus my annoyance. Shut up, computer!

We had a mystery noise for ages a while back - really faint, super-high pitched sort of alarm-sounding whine. Eventually I figured out that it was the cordless drill battery Mr Veg keeps on a charger in the back room, the battery had given up the ghost and was sending out barely audible distress signals, lol

I really hate any kind of beeping or alarm-sounds, they just make me immediately agitated. Even when I set the timer on the stove, I get mad at it when it goes off.

"I'll just put this roast in" (30 min. later) "GOD STFU OVEN I'M COMING JESUS CHRIST."

ps I don't know how long to cook a roast I am a vegetarian

lol Phil that's a pretty good interpretation, actually

I decided I would make a horrible mother when I realized just the sound of a whistling kettle makes me go "FFS SHUT!! UP!!", never mind a crying baby

the other morning I had one of those moments where wakefulness encroaches upon dreaming, and the sound of my alarm buzzer took the form of a snake screaming at me.

O_O

Feeling drained all the time, having to wake up too early.
& waking up in the middle of the night then having to try to get back to sleep to wake up at 6.30.

Then I get a day off yesterday, think I've taken the alarm off only to have it go off at 6.30 anyway. Damn phone.
Alarm tone is Blixa Bargeld screaming from Zeichnungen der O.T. or one of its tracks. Kind of eerie thing to wake up to at times.

Easter is making me irrationally angry because I don't celebrate it and I keep forgetting other people do until I need goods or services and find a place to be closed.

stupid store sold out of stupid milk & stupid potato chips, stupid jesus

this is kinda lame, I feel mean for even saying it but

I published a story online about 3 years ago, which is pretty much forgotten about. Every now and again I'll get a review notification and I'm like 'oh yeah, that'. and then, occasionally, I get a crazy obsessive person who publishes a review of every. single. chapter. as they read, so I get like 20 emails in two days. which is still nice. but they're also not so much reviews as commentary, at least the ones that are flooding in atm. like 'omg I can't believe he/she said that!!! but I think he has a point etc etc' and it just makes me kinda O_o, like 'you know it's not real, right?

anyway yay for email filters.

Usually i frown on PDA but this morning on the train in to work there was this couple that was kissing and being super cute and in-between smooches the guy was making jokes about tax rates. Ughhhhh.

So yeah anyone that uses taxes as pillow talk, in public.

gross

"I'd like to itemize HER deductions!"

"Oh, baby, depreciate my tangible assets."

69-9-9

again the stupid counterintuitive design of my phone's alarm clock, which meant that despite resetting it, as I thought I'd done when it woke me on Friday it was still set to go off this morning.

Not getting myself in the mood to spring-clean cos I'm feeling rundown with flu or cold or whatever. & having a new landlord who wanted to look around the place a couple of weeks back. I did at least mop the floor I guess.
But the long-weekend off is pretty much gone and I feel i didn't achieve what I might have done. Or gone up the country as the alternative possibility might have been.

That stupid book "The Art of Fielding." Hated it.

lol, Josh that's pretty beautiful in its simplicity

I think there's a strong overlap b/w people who pay full price for new cloth releases at their independent bookstore and distrust ereaders, and people who read that book.

I was hoping it was a critical treatise on Henry Fielding.

Ok maybe this is a temporary thing but the next time i hear a band play a song (or 3! or 4!) with the "Be My Baby" drum beat, it's going to take all my power to stop from bashing my head into a bloody pulp.