F**K YOU thread again

send him a free ps2 game packed in poison ivy

Y'know, I like pills as much as the next guy, but I'd so much prefer two trips to the the chiropractor over this vial of narcotics that was approved by my insurance company. C'est la vie.

Fuck my spine.

Y'know, I like pills as much as the next guy, but I'd so much prefer two trips to the the chiropractor over this vial of narcotics that was approved by my insurance company. C'est la vie.

Fuck my spine.

100% agreed. My girlfriend had a non successful spinal fusion and is prescribed tons of those- which makes her moods go all over the place and drives me batty. I can go from empathy, to anger, to wanting to jump out of a five story building all within an hour and that's just from being around a person taking them.

While I'm at it -fuck other people's inability to not see my side of things- EVER! I feel like I'm speaking a foreign tongue 24-7.

The saga continues.

My sister now thinks that my parents and I have caused all her mental issues for various non-logical reasons like:

My parents didn't send her to summer camp as a child
My parents didn't force her to continue her guitar or oboe lessons
My mom didn't send her to school with imperfect hair
I showed her "emo music" when she was 12
I had depression when I was a teenager
I drew and still continue to draw (and now sculpt and collect!) "bleeding demons and monsters"
I'm weird

In other words, she's scapegoating everyone and everything except for her genetics.

I'm not embarrassed to admit that we come from a long line of mentally ill people. We have ADHD, depression, OCD, anxiety disorders, even a lobotomy scattered throughout our family tree.
But no, obviously my sister in an exception and somehow became crazy because she listened to My Chemical Romance and saw a demon doodle in my sketchpad.

Fuck. That.

Maddie, my Aunt is in a community for mentally impaired people and although her personality disorder will always have her thinking it's everyone else's fault but hers, she was able to agree to this setup. The organizations out there that provide these type of living environments are also trained to communicate with these individuals on their level, teaching them that these steps forward are in their independent best interests (which they are). Look into some in your state. If you need help, I can find the information on my Aunt's and I'm sure they can point you in the right direction. Even if she may never accept her diagnosis, living in an environment catered only to her wants and needs is her only shot at having a fairly good life.

If she stays with y'all, it's only going to get worse. Trust Me... Death is permanent. Sound dramatic? Yes, but once that happens, there's no re-dos...

Sorry that y'all are having to go through this, for her and you guys. It's far from easy.

Thankfully she is capable to holding a job and a boyfriend (though the levels of torture they put each other through border on humanly unbearable, making me ALMOST think they might both be alien plants) so when she does graduate and move out within the next year, things will get better. At least there will be hundreds of miles of distance between us.
I do predict our phones ringing at all hours of the day though... at least 50+ times in a row if we decide not to pick up. And god forbid she breaks up with her boyfriend.

Fuck you, work crew, for burying my girlfriend at the bottom of an industrial-sized dumpster for no reason.

I didn't even get to say goodbye...

May she rest in peace.

My condolences.

What was her name?

Ariadne.

I think you should mourn her loss by buying more toys. That always helps everything... except for credit card debt.

^ Well then a hearty fuck you to my ongoing poverty!

you know who you are, Fuck you.

Fuck myself for feeling shorted in a contest that was completely fair, put on by a fantastic person, and packed with art and photos that I find inspiring. I really did have a great time participating, which is all the entertainment I should need. Emo rant over, if you know the contest, you know the guy who put it on is responsive, cordial, and fantastic to fans. Fuck people who can't appreciate the good in things, but thank the universal magnet for people that see themselves and try to find opportunities to focus on positivity, and all of the great things they DO have (I'm working on it).

Haven't been around, but this FU thread (or in this case Fuck Me), provided a great vent and opportunity to think. Thank you all for permitting me to vent my feels.

Haven't been around, but this FU thread (or in this case Fuck Me), provided a great vent and opportunity to think. Thank you all for permitting me to vent my feels.

Precisely why I post here way too often... Venting is good.
And don't worry, we all have a bit of emo feels once in a while.

Fuck you, work crew, for burying the hidden canvas bag (containing my datebook, IDs, what little cash I have and the only keys to my new apartment) under a thousand pounds of rubble. You guys are the best.

Fuck you, work crew, for burying the hidden canvas bag (containing my datebook, IDs, what little cash I have and the only keys to my new apartment) under a thousand pounds of rubble. You guys are the best.

WHAT?!

Consider me very, very interested in how this happened

That... Sounds absolutely horrible. I really don't know what to say. I just hope by some miracle they can dig that back out for you.

Yeah, I am definitely missing a major story I think. What is this work crew, and how did the Fates ever decide to direct you into their incompetent path? That sounds like a vent for the FU thread if ever there was one. Fuck You, you boobs!

I hope they dont let your punk ass back in.

This FUCK YOU goes out to my AVP of HR and Manager.

The AVP of HR said on a conf call with my Manager present that I was "Untrustworthy" (after 4 years of dedicated service)

She is accusing me of not disclosing certain information about a candidate I had recruited for a Federal contract.

I found an email from March 16th, 2016 where I addressed the issue and pointed out the information that I am now being accused of withholding.

FUCK YOU, you're going to miss your 2014 employee of the year and 2014 employee of the quarter. you're going to miss the person who pulled it out in the 13th hour to save X contract, or X proposal, etc..

YOU'RE GOING TO FUCKING MISS ME SO MUCH.

Man that sucks, but they're the one's who'll be fucked in the end. Good employees aren't easy to replace. My dad works in foreign exchange and there are "new people" being fired left and right because they're lazy, or literally untrustworthy (talking to friends at other banks about their deals, which is a HUGE no-no, or covering up their losses).
Sounds to me like someplace else will appreciate your talents and dedication much more.

This goes back to my original WTF post.

So I have been dealing with FedEx and the broken toy. Everything has been taken care of, receiver of toy is suppose to send my shit back, but I am getting late responses or sometimes none at all. I said I would take care of the shipping back to me, well now he tells me that he has been waiting for me to send him a label... He never mentioned that when I said take it to USPS and let me know the cost. I recently discovered that I have a friend that lives close to him and so I told him, you know what?! I will have my friend pick it up so you don't have to ship it... let me know know when and where to meet you. Have not heard back yet! Well, I have his address so if push comes to shove, he is going to get a knock on the door. So angry right now because I have dealt with him in the pass with no issues. I wouldn't be so upset but this was a really expensive piece and one that I kinda hesitated to give up but wanted it to go to a good home. Boy was I wrong. I just want this shit resolved. Dude already got a refund, I just want my shit back!

My rant worked!! Yayayayayayayayayayayay!

My rant worked!! Yayayayayayayayayayayay!

Sometimes nothing is better than ranting.

As for my FUCK YOU..... Fuck you to the person who decided it'd be fun to steal their workplace's credit card swipe info, make a duplicate of my credit card, and take it on a $900 adventure through CT, NJ, and NY.
Got my new card in the mail, but still waiting for Wells Fargo to conclude their investigation.

For the love of Godzilla, if you're an indoor smoker, Please disclose this when you're selling toys.

I thought it was just a little bit of dirt. Nope. Never seen a nicotine gunked toy before. And not a first I ever wanted to experience either.

So an F to the You and all that. Ya stinky bastard.