Yippee-IA, Motherf***ers! IRRATIONALLY ANGRY PT. 2: Irrationally Angrier

yeah, you get the coin back. The whole point of the thing is to encourage people to bring their karts back.

xp

^^^ YES. Especially if they asked the first time just to see if I had the info, knowing they can ask again later when they actually need the info, which is definitely a thing I've dealt with. xp

Really by the fourth time I start lying ridiculously about the details. "What are we having for dinner again?" "I thought you jellyfish flambe."

Er liked

Why don't they put buttons on the TV anymore? Not this touch-sensitive bullshit. You know how hard it is to turn it off in a dark room after everyone's gone to bed and the remote control is nowhere to be found?

Also forces me to memorize that "<>" is for channels and "-+" is for volume. It makes sense, but I shouldn't have to think about it.

Touch sensitive? Sounds horrible. Mine's four years old and while it still has buttons, they're around the side so I still have problems figuring out what they're supposed to be even in the daylight. "Sure sweetie, I'll make My Little Pony louder. Oh, wait a minute. Shit. AV2? What's that - the Playstation?" etc. etc.

^ More often than not, yes.

And honestly, the majority of homes haven't used their channel selectors in 25 years. Why SOURCE is just one button that you have to loop around with while there are still two buttons reserved for anything other than Channel 3 is beyond me.

These TV related IA posts are all very OTM and relatable to me.

I do know where the power button is on the side of the TV but damn, I turn the channel instead of turning down the volume about 3 times out of every 10.

And since we're almost always watching something on Netflix, turning the channel tells the TV that I want to stop watching Netflix and watch channel 142-QzzbLLT-8 or however the fuck over the air HD channels are numbered, which is always static.

I sent poor Jesse a barrage of Andy Rooney-esque texts the other day in which I complained heartily about how hard it is to find over the air HD channels and longed for the ease of a UFH knob and managed to remember all of the UHF channels of my cable-deprived youth.

That's what it's like to be IRL friends with me. I'll text you to tell you there's a really cool show on PBS you would probably like and when you ask what channel, I'll send you 30 text messages bitching about modern technology.

ooh TV-related ia's! let me tell you them

- we have a bluetooth PS3 remote control that will switch the PS3 on if you touch ANY button on it, so even if you pick it up to move it you'll probably turn on the PS3 without even trying to

- we have a volume controller for the receiver that just...i fucking hate that you can't just press ON to turn it on, you have to press ON and then AV1 and then whatever function and there's like 9000 other buttons on there that we never use, like I wish you could just customize it from the beginning and have them removed. whyyyyy

- DVR was created by my inlaws, or my parents...everything about it is so infuriatingly moronic and un-intuitive. and it's sooooo slow.

She was telling me to hurry and watch a show on PBS about Seventh Day Adventist schools.

My brand new enormous flat panel TV has one little 4-way joystick nub on the bottom. You depress it to turn the TV on or off and then for things like volume and channel, you follow on-screen prompts. It's not my favorite way of doing things.

It bugs me that my horrible new work computer (an enormous all-in-one Lenovo touch screen thing) has all buttons in a 2-inch strip on the side in front of the CD/DVD tray. All about the same size. So I have to stand up and lean over my desk to see if I'm pressing a button for volume, power, or to eject a disc.

And when I flick a bug or some dust from the screen, I forget that it's touch sensitive, so I wind up closing a window or waking a menu that harasses me until I remember how to kill it.

-that i was looking for a standalone usb mic at best buy yesterday and they only had receptionist/gamer style "headsets" (i don't want your crappy headphones. i specifically brought my good headphones on my trip, even if i forgot my good mic and audio interface). actually, strike out most of this post and leave "best buy."

-how much i notice the crazy amount that alcohol factors into people's lives when i'm not drinking (on bleecker street with two hours to kill, looking around at my options: bar, bar, bar, bar. i go home instead of waiting the two hours).

-the way my parents always find little ways to insult me (dad, after me telling him i've lost a not-insignificant amount of weight: "so are you going to lose any more?") (mom, after me coming home from a sudden rainstorm with my wet hair glued to my head: "what happened to your big poofy hair?")

Here's one of the most irrational of them all.

The parking cop in our neighborhood here at work always stops by our office and hangs out with our receptionist before continuing on down the street where all of our cars are. With that much fair warning, we'll get an announcement two or three times a day that Mr. Park is here in the building and is about to go back out there and do what he has to do. Those of us parked on the street then go out and plug a quarter and rest easy for the next few hours.

My desk faces the window and I can see him drive up in his little scootermobile, so I get a head's up on the head's up. I usually park in a free area a few blocks away anyway, but today, I'm out there on the meters since it was raining. Dude's been here for 20 minutes and I haven't heard the announcement yet. I don't want to get into a project to have it interrupted five minutes from now so I can run out there in the rain with my quarter. I don't want to put my earbuds back in or I'll miss the announcement.

So in other words, I have this public official doing me this very generous favor of letting me park on the street for 50¢ a day and I'm pissed that he's not gone back out there in the rain yet.

I bought some new Vans online in order to spruce up my california uniform. When I lift up my heel, a pocket of air gets trapped between my heel and the sole of my shoe every time. When I step down on my heel, the air is pushed out of the shoe, making a repeatably pitched fart sound. So it sounds like I'm propelling myself around the office with small bursts of flatulence.

Is there a California uniform? Shit, no wonder everyone looks at me like a weirdo out here.

it's possible that your shoes are also making fart sounds

a pair of cheap grocery-store insoles will fix the fart sound. I had the same problem, and it drove me CRAZY. just get some of those thin, rubbery-feeling insoles and all noises will cease

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wChS0dOgO-g

xp VG bringing solutions to the table. I will have to buy those. Thanks!

:D

It takes me like 4 trips to town, maybe more to remember to buy a sewing machine bulb. Despite the thing remaining thankfully unbroken in my waistcoat pocket for the last week or whatever since a needle snapped and the light went out. It looks darkened by smoke or whatever inside but didn't shatter neither did fragments of needle hit me, just snapped something went flying and the bulb went out.
So I finally remember to buy it and have to try several shops to find a screw in not a bayonet. 3 places that stock them coincide in not having them in at the same time. Actually 4 since I make a stop off from the bus cos a few are up as being in the other branch of a place I've checked but it turns out to be an inventory glitch. Lovely.

Technology foibles! I bought a B&N Nook (a poor man's Kindle) and I love it, although I find holding the thing really awkward. I can't really hold it like I would a book, I have to clutch it around the edges with the tips of my fingers or else I accidentally end up flipping the pages witht he touchscreen function. What inevitably happens is I start drifting off and having a microsleep and before I know it my stupid fingers have gone and skipped ahead 8 pages which makes me very confused.

Wait whats a sewing machine bulb!? Like, a light to see where you're sewing? #dumbquestionprobably

Talking about tvs & remotes as people were yesterday, I'm finding the set up with horizon which is the new system with UPC really frustrating. Half the time the signal doesn't go from the remote to the machine or it reads the number twice and you get asked to input a real number and dropped on the Customer channel.
I don't know what the story is, if it's just not getting the same pressure on each of the remote buttons or something but Christ, you get 2 numbers into a 3 number and then the 3rd either doesn't register or whatever. Problem also happens when trying to get the machine to record something, you get part of the way through the set up and are left wondering if it's just taking a moment to register or if it does need to have you press the button again.
Not sure if it's me, teething trouble with the set up, which I think was introduced last year and had a lot of negative response I've read, or inherent flaws in design but it is pretty frustrating.

THere's a lightbulb inside the sewing machine hood that does allow you to see what you're sewing. It comes on when the machine turns on so is a good way of seeing whether it's on or not.
I am surprised that being hit by a fragment of needle would cause the thing to blow and not fracture. Not sure what speed the thing was moving at. THink it hit off a part of a metal zip when it did that though.
Thankfully I had a bulb of the same size on my previous machine which is sitting in the room broken or in need of repair but I'm not sure how long I have on that so do want to get another as soon as possible. Just surprised that 3 places totally independent of each other were all out at precisely the same time & moreover whether they would have been if I'd managed to remember on earlier trips into town.

I wish I knew how to sew. I'm about as bad with sewing machines as I am with cars.

On the subject of TV IA's tho: my new TV's EPG shows you what show is playing on each channel when you bring up the menu but you cant flick forward to a "whats up next" option, like you can on EVERY OTHER DAMN TV IVE EVER USED.

-"smart" phone contact management

If I plug my laptop into my TV it appears zoomed in, chopping a half inch border off the edge of the screen. I've tried changing the aspect ratio and a number of other options and nothing works. I've looked for overscan options on the TV and nothing.

I wish I knew how to sew. I'm about as bad with sewing machines as I am with cars.

― the Bronski Review (Trayce), Friday, September 12, 2014 10:31 AM (1 hour ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Over here it seems that there are sewing courses put on free by community centres with some regularity. Which was how I finally got into sewing after having finally got a sewing machine after wanting one for a while, then leaving it in its box for a year and a half. I think I had other things going on in the interim but was very glad to get to learn basics on using it.
NOt sure if that thing about free courses is true anywhere else than here but I did find it very useful.
I'm just kicking myself for not having looked into a different night course on related subjects earlier this year because I think i'd be lucky to get onto it now and after a conversation I had yesterday it sounds like something I'd really benefit from. Patternmaking was the specific one, though the dressmaking course the same place runs is also supposed to be really good.

my mom sees that i've bought a bottle of wine. i'm supposed to give it six months, but it's been four months, and i had some wine over the weekend and felt fine. so i bought wine from the neighborhood shop and this causes a bit of controversy at my parents' place. not because my stomach's not fully healed, but because "you won't lose weight."

nothing i ever do will ever make my parents happy, so fuck it.

you have my sympathy :(

i'm not IA, just irrationally frustrated.

They seem to be irrationally frustrated...

y mom sees that i've bought a bottle of wine. i'm supposed to give it six months, but it's been four months, and i had some wine over the weekend and felt fine. so i bought wine from the neighborhood shop and this causes a bit of controversy at my parents' place. not because my stomach's not fully healed, but because "you won't lose weight."

nothing i ever do will ever make my parents happy, so fuck it.

― replacements gustafsson (get bent), Sunday, 14 September 2014 22:59 (Yesterday) Permalink

The way they are acting does not strike me as innocuous. It seems quite nocuous.

- when I cut my toenails too short. What kind of dummy can't cut her toenails to a reasonable length???
- when I order groceries from Peapod and accidentally get a tiny sized item instead of the regular sized item. It's very http://files.g4tv.com/images/blog/2008/05/29/633476562563083786.jpg when I'm pulling the tiny box of soup out of the bag.

too-short toenails is the worst :(

My own stupid butterfingers make me more IA than anything I can think of. Yesterday, I capped off a week or so of one egregiously clumsy thing after another by accidentally snagging a steeping teabag tag between my fingers and basically yanking the entire dripping mess out of the cup and into my lap. Being at work was the only thing that stifled an otherwise-inevitable, epithet-filled tantrum.

And the most I part of the IA is that other people exhibiting similar levels of clumsiness is totally NBD to me. Like, I'm totally chill if someone else spills their drink everywhere but when I do it I react as if I was watching someone plow their car through a playground. JESUS CHRIST WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

"Can you make the posters bigger this time, they were too small last time"

after a long conversation it turns out that bigger = portrait instead of landscape

i hate everyone

commiserations but also lol

guilty lol here, too

lol but Jesus wow

Oh, I meant to put one of my own in this thread, too: the goddamn price of post-it notes! Those things must be solid profit for 3M, jeez.

well hello there fellow driver! please wait while i attempt to park backwards

OOhh yeah. My uncle used to work for 3M and he'd send us huge care packages of Post-Its every Christmas. I mean, WAY more Post-its than we ever new what to do with. I had to actually buy some for the first time this year and I was astonished at the price. Even the ugly-ass beige ones.

Huh my mom always buys me post-its for Christmas (she does not work for 3M; she is just a weird gift giver. Like she'll give me an insanely expensive fragile grown-up kaleidoscope and a bottle of Tylenol. Or the year I asked for socks and she gave me eight pairs of Christmas anklets) so I guess I should be thankful.