Grumpy Old Forumers

[Trillest]

Been thinking about this quite a lot recently, and I just need to get all my thoughts out. So back in middle school, my buddy Chris and I sitting at the lunch table, having an average conversation, until he brings up that a pretty cheerleader named Taylor likes me. Now, Chris had a reputation for saying a lot of bullsh*t, so at first I didn't believe him. The next day, in the Math bell that I shared with Taylor, she tapped me on the shoulder and said hi and we had a conversation. She revealed that she did indeed like me.

 

I was ecstatic, because not only was she pretty, she had a sweet personality. That was the the day before Spring Break started. Guess what happened during Spring Break? I f*cking MOVE! I never saw Taylor ever again. She didn't give me a phone number or anything like that, so there was no way to contact her. It really pissed me off how right when a girl says she likes me, I instantly get whisked away from her within a couple days. Life can be such a bitch sometimes.

Edited July 2, 2015 by Ray

[mr quick]

Sex offenders are getting free 4-bedroom houses at taxpayers expense, yet this person spent 3 years in an infamous prison, most of it in solitary confinement, for allegedly stealing a backpack. There were 31 court dates that were supposed to happen but never did. After finally being released, he committed suicide. http://abcnews.go.com/US/kalief-browder-life-death-man-spent-years-trial/story?id=31643296

 

What the serious f*ck. This is absolutely deplorable and sickening.

 

what

are you saying the system in america

does not work ????

 

 

who would have thought ! ?

[ten-a-penny]

An annoying thing inside my mouth. I can't even drink water without it hurts.

[make total destroy]

>walking to liquor store (yeah, it's not even 1pm, w/e you have no right to judge me)

>begins to drizzle

>keep walking because f*ck it, it's just drizzling

>get halfway to store, rain picks up a bit more

>get to the store

>soaked

>start walking home

>flash flood

 

fml

[Spaghetti Cat]

God is just screwing with you man. Shake you fist at the sky. That should help.

[Taylor]

Do the Truffle Shuffle. Should stop the downpour.

[make total destroy]

God is just screwing with you man. Shake you fist at the sky. That should help.

 

Man, I'm honestly starting to think so. It started as I was walking there, and it just got gradually worse until I got home. I wasn't even home for five minutes when it stopped. Though, I don't think I'm important enough to be singled-out by God like that--assuming of course a God exists. If God exists tho, they really don't want me to drink today.

 

TOUGH sh*t GOD.

 

 

Edited July 7, 2015 by make total destroy

[Max]

>walking to liquor store (yeah, it's not even 1pm, w/e you have no right to judge me)

>begins to drizzle

>keep walking because f*ck it, it's just drizzling

>get halfway to store, rain picks up a bit more

>get to the store

>soaked

>start walking home

>flash flood

 

fml

You know what makes me a grumpy old forumer?

 

f*cking greentext stories on my GTAF.

[Taylor]

You know what makes me a grumpy old forumer?

 

f*cking greentext stories on my GTAF.

inb4petpeevesthreadlink Edited July 7, 2015 by Taylor

[ten-a-penny]

3 days later, Mouth Ulcer liked my mouth apparently.

 

AT LEAST LET ME EAT IN PEACE.

[make total destroy]

You know what makes me a grumpy old forumer?

 

 

f*cking greentext stories on my GTAF.

 

k

 

make like a vacuum and suck it up

[GTA_stu]

f*cking greentext stories on my GTAF.

 

REEEEEEEE!

 

Greentext is a highly efficient narrative delivery mechanism.

 

f*cking normie.

[dice]

REEEEEEEE!

I am sorry could you rephrase that?

[GTA_stu]

 

REEEEEEEE!

I am sorry could you rephrase that?

 

No, now gtfo.

 

[ten-a-penny]

You two are making my teeth itch. Stop it!

[Taylor]

You two are making my teeth itch. Stop it!

Stu just wants to watch the world burn.

[make total destroy]

 

REEEEEEEE!

I am sorry could you rephrase that?

 

 

[LeakyLine]

.

 

 

I'm so tired of incompetent mother f*cks working stores. I went to the music shop and asked about strings, plecs, pickups, etc. and they f*cking didn't know sh*t. Then I spent 10 minutes at the gas station describing a potato lefse to some 0 year-old whose only response was a sustained "uh". His boss finally came and told me they didn't stock them any more. Ugh.

I know this is an old post, but it annoys me too- I tried to buy a soda from 7/11 and the f*cking cashier didn't know a word of English.

[ten-a-penny]

"0 years old"
"0"

[gtamann123]

I realized today that I basically hate everything I was born with. I hate that I was born male. I hate that I was born white. I hate that I was born with aspbergers. I hate that my family was too poor to afford any form of counseling for my aspbergers so i went essentially undiagnosed and without support until i was an adult. I hate that my family was too poor to afford to let me pursue higher education as opposed to working full time to support the family. I hate that I was born in one of the worst states in the United States. And I hate that I was born in the US as opposed to Australia. I hate that I had a sister and not a brother growing up. I hate that neither of my parents didn't own a home and we bounced around from ghetto apartment to ghetto apartment. I hate that my parents divorced when I was a toddler. I hate that my genetics make me bean pole scrawny just like my dad. I hate that my genetics also doomed me to some of the worst eyesight my optometrist has ever seen. I hate that I was born with only a 5 inch penis. I hate that I was born with a massive cowlick in my hair that prevents any form of styling. I hate that I was born with two large ugly buck teeth in the front. I hate that both of my parents were in their mid 30s when I was born. I hate that I was born in the 1990s as opposed to atleast 30 years earlier. I hate that both of my parents are both so broke I have to support them financially and give them money I can never hope to see paid back. I hate that my sister is just like my parents and very broke. I hate that I'm the only person in my family who seems to be able to make a decent living for myself.

 

I look back at all that and then look over at my step cousin who comes from a family of a law firm partnered lawyer ($300k+ per year) and a union construction boss ($120k per year) who just sits in his parent's mansion all day playing video games. Smoking reefer. Banging his solid 9/10 girlfriend. Ordering pizza off his stepmom's credit card. And then hoping in his brand new $50k decked out Dodge pickup truck that his dad pays for so he can go to the shopping mall to swipe his credit card that his parent's pay for every month. And then going on seemingly monthly vacations all over the world. Europe. South America. Asia. Small pacific islands I've never even heard of before. He didn't even graduate from high school but eventually got his GED and he's only had two jobs in the three years since we left school. One I belive was at Taco Bell where he got fired after less than a month for poor attendance and then one was at a pizza restaurant where he got fired after only 2 weeks for sneaking out back to smoke weed. And that's it. I have had to work for everything I have and have had to put forth effort to achieve everything I did academically when I was one of the top students in the entire state. And I have had to bust my ass to become one of the top appliance technicians in the entire Southwestern US and I still come up short to the life my lazy ass. Half brained. Step cousin does. And the real kick in the balls is that his Father's family owns several hundered residential rental properties and a couple dozen commercial real estate holdings. And he's one of only 3 people in his generation in line to inherit that empire. One time my aunt became physically sick when she realized how unearthly wealthy he will be without even lifting a single finger and being nothing more than an overweight stoner gamer.

 

And then there's my cousins who are children of my Mom's brother who own's an insurance company. They also live a life of unbeliveable luxury but all 4 of them seem to be decent people who are attending college (paid in full in advance by their dad) to pursue their own careers. So atleast they are doing something with their lives unlike my entitled brat step cousin.

 

And then there is the cousins on my dad's side who come from parents who inherited a 10,000+ acre ranch in Montana and are also millionaires albeit the rural blue collared variety. There is 3 of them and they seem like decent people even though I've only met them a couple times. But I see the stuff they post on facebook. A new Cummins Ram every few months. Flying out to New York on a whim to take in a Yankees game and then flying to Miami the next day to see a Heat playoff game. That type of sh*t.

 

It just make me so sad that I was born to my particular set of parents and it seems like all of my parents' siblings had kids who had it 10000x better than I did.

[a20characterusername]

[Coin]

I realized today that I basically hate everything I was born with. I hate that I was born male. I hate that I was born white. I hate that I was born with aspbergers. I hate that my family was too poor to afford any form of counseling for my aspbergers so i went essentially undiagnosed and without support until i was an adult. I hate that my family was too poor to afford to let me pursue higher education as opposed to working full time to support the family. I hate that I was born in one of the worst states in the United States. And I hate that I was born in the US as opposed to Australia. I hate that I had a sister and not a brother growing up. I hate that neither of my parents didn't own a home and we bounced around from ghetto apartment to ghetto apartment. I hate that my parents divorced when I was a toddler. I hate that my genetics make me bean pole scrawny just like my dad. I hate that my genetics also doomed me to some of the worst eyesight my optometrist has ever seen. I hate that I was born with only a 5 inch penis. I hate that I was born with a massive cowlick in my hair that prevents any form of styling. I hate that I was born with two large ugly buck teeth in the front. I hate that both of my parents were in their mid 30s when I was born. I hate that I was born in the 1990s as opposed to atleast 30 years earlier. I hate that both of my parents are both so broke I have to support them financially and give them money I can never hope to see paid back. I hate that my sister is just like my parents and very broke. I hate that I'm the only person in my family who seems to be able to make a decent living for myself.

 

I look back at all that and then look over at my step cousin who comes from a family of a law firm partnered lawyer ($300k+ per year) and a union construction boss ($120k per year) who just sits in his parent's mansion all day playing video games. Smoking reefer. Banging his solid 9/10 girlfriend. Ordering pizza off his stepmom's credit card. And then hoping in his brand new $50k decked out Dodge pickup truck that his dad pays for so he can go to the shopping mall to swipe his credit card that his parent's pay for every month. And then going on seemingly monthly vacations all over the world. Europe. South America. Asia. Small pacific islands I've never even heard of before. He didn't even graduate from high school but eventually got his GED and he's only had two jobs in the three years since we left school. One I belive was at Taco Bell where he got fired after less than a month for poor attendance and then one was at a pizza restaurant where he got fired after only 2 weeks for sneaking out back to smoke weed. And that's it. I have had to work for everything I have and have had to put forth effort to achieve everything I did academically when I was one of the top students in the entire state. And I have had to bust my ass to become one of the top appliance technicians in the entire Southwestern US and I still come up short to the life my lazy ass. Half brained. Step cousin does. And the real kick in the balls is that his Father's family owns several hundered residential rental properties and a couple dozen commercial real estate holdings. And he's one of only 3 people in his generation in line to inherit that empire. One time my aunt became physically sick when she realized how unearthly wealthy he will be without even lifting a single finger and being nothing more than an overweight stoner gamer.

 

And then there's my cousins who are children of my Mom's brother who own's an insurance company. They also live a life of unbeliveable luxury but all 4 of them seem to be decent people who are attending college (paid in full in advance by their dad) to pursue their own careers. So atleast they are doing something with their lives unlike my entitled brat step cousin.

 

And then there is the cousins on my dad's side who come from parents who inherited a 10,000+ acre ranch in Montana and are also millionaires albeit the rural blue collared variety. There is 3 of them and they seem like decent people even though I've only met them a couple times. But I see the stuff they post on facebook. A new Cummins Ram every few months. Flying out to New York on a whim to take in a Yankees game and then flying to Miami the next day to see a Heat playoff game. That type of sh*t.

 

It just make me so sad that I was born to my particular set of parents and it seems like all of my parents' siblings had kids who had it 10000x better than I did.

 

 

Get over it. You have it quite good compared to a rather significant amount of the planet's population.

[a20characterusername]

I mean, really.

 

Gtamann, it almost feels like you're always doing this weird mix of self-loathing and humblebragging and I just don't get it? You're in a relatively good position, cherish it and make the most of it.

 

I won't get into specifics but you have it FAR easier than I ever did and I never whined as much as you. Neither does any person who's actually had a tough go of things. Only sheltered people whine as much as you do about your life. Man up or whatever the kids say these days.

Edited July 9, 2015 by a20characterusername

[RavingWithJesus]

I realized today that I basically hate everything I was born with. I hate that I was born male. I hate that I was born white. I hate that I was born with aspbergers. I hate that my family was too poor to afford any form of counseling for my aspbergers so i went essentially undiagnosed and without support until i was an adult. I hate that my family was too poor to afford to let me pursue higher education as opposed to working full time to support the family. I hate that I was born in one of the worst states in the United States. And I hate that I was born in the US as opposed to Australia. I hate that I had a sister and not a brother growing up. I hate that neither of my parents didn't own a home and we bounced around from ghetto apartment to ghetto apartment. I hate that my parents divorced when I was a toddler. I hate that my genetics make me bean pole scrawny just like my dad. I hate that my genetics also doomed me to some of the worst eyesight my optometrist has ever seen. I hate that I was born with only a 5 inch penis. I hate that I was born with a massive cowlick in my hair that prevents any form of styling. I hate that I was born with two large ugly buck teeth in the front. I hate that both of my parents were in their mid 30s when I was born. I hate that I was born in the 1990s as opposed to atleast 30 years earlier. I hate that both of my parents are both so broke I have to support them financially and give them money I can never hope to see paid back. I hate that my sister is just like my parents and very broke. I hate that I'm the only person in my family who seems to be able to make a decent living for myself.

 

I look back at all that and then look over at my step cousin who comes from a family of a law firm partnered lawyer ($300k+ per year) and a union construction boss ($120k per year) who just sits in his parent's mansion all day playing video games. Smoking reefer. Banging his solid 9/10 girlfriend. Ordering pizza off his stepmom's credit card. And then hoping in his brand new $50k decked out Dodge pickup truck that his dad pays for so he can go to the shopping mall to swipe his credit card that his parent's pay for every month. And then going on seemingly monthly vacations all over the world. Europe. South America. Asia. Small pacific islands I've never even heard of before. He didn't even graduate from high school but eventually got his GED and he's only had two jobs in the three years since we left school. One I belive was at Taco Bell where he got fired after less than a month for poor attendance and then one was at a pizza restaurant where he got fired after only 2 weeks for sneaking out back to smoke weed. And that's it. I have had to work for everything I have and have had to put forth effort to achieve everything I did academically when I was one of the top students in the entire state. And I have had to bust my ass to become one of the top appliance technicians in the entire Southwestern US and I still come up short to the life my lazy ass. Half brained. Step cousin does. And the real kick in the balls is that his Father's family owns several hundered residential rental properties and a couple dozen commercial real estate holdings. And he's one of only 3 people in his generation in line to inherit that empire. One time my aunt became physically sick when she realized how unearthly wealthy he will be without even lifting a single finger and being nothing more than an overweight stoner gamer.

 

And then there's my cousins who are children of my Mom's brother who own's an insurance company. They also live a life of unbeliveable luxury but all 4 of them seem to be decent people who are attending college (paid in full in advance by their dad) to pursue their own careers. So atleast they are doing something with their lives unlike my entitled brat step cousin.

 

And then there is the cousins on my dad's side who come from parents who inherited a 10,000+ acre ranch in Montana and are also millionaires albeit the rural blue collared variety. There is 3 of them and they seem like decent people even though I've only met them a couple times. But I see the stuff they post on facebook. A new Cummins Ram every few months. Flying out to New York on a whim to take in a Yankees game and then flying to Miami the next day to see a Heat playoff game. That type of sh*t.

 

It just make me so sad that I was born to my particular set of parents and it seems like all of my parents' siblings had kids who had it 10000x better than I did.

 

Boo f*cking hoo. At least you weren't born into severe poverty and/or worried about where your next meal is going to come from. I could go on but holy hell, stop wallowing in your sh*t. Nobody feels bad for you.

Edited July 9, 2015 by RavingWithJesus

[hasidichomeboy]

This is actually pretty trivial.....

 

but who in the hell decided that two-sided discs was a good idea? Like seriously, why? For example, I brought the first three Scream films in one of those "Triple Feature" things, and I open the case to find that only the disc for the first movie is on a seperate disc. Meanwhile, Scream 2 and 3, they are on the same disc, on different sides..I don't get it. Why can't 2 and 3 be on separate discs? Why is that so f*cking hard? Why are they so f*cking cheap?

 

Not the end of the world, but god damn that is annoying.

 

NOTE TO SELF:

 

Buy the films separately next time.

Edited July 9, 2015 by ChickenAndBeer

[LeakyLine]

I kinda understand GTAMann here.

 

I know there's the whole 'someone has it worse than you' but there's a time where you truly have to think about how YOU have it, and not others.

 

Hell, i'm 16, and I live with my single mother, and have only been in stable housing for a couple of years, we got our first real apartment in 2011.

 

Before that, it was sleeping in my mom's cab (she drives one) or, when she could afford it, a motel room bed. Money has been tight in my living situation almost my whole life.

 

Plus, having to eat fast food most of the time made me kind of...chubby?

 

But I do know that people still had it worse than me, but it's just kind of annoying when people say that.

 

Knowing that people have it worse than you when you're going through sh*t doesn't exactly help.

[tuff_luv_capo]

And old guy at my work makes the same sarcastic remark about how he's "living the dream" every time you ask how he's doing. I know he does it to be funny, and I guess he thinks everyone else is a spineless sh*t who is "only playing with the cards God dealt" but every day I want to just tell him to shut the f*ck up and if he doesn't like where his life is then do something about it.

 

That felt good. I like this topic.

[*MURDOC*]

 

I realized today that I basically hate everything I was born with. I hate that I was born male. I hate that I was born white. I hate that I was born with aspbergers. I hate that my family was too poor to afford any form of counseling for my aspbergers so i went essentially undiagnosed and without support until i was an adult. I hate that my family was too poor to afford to let me pursue higher education as opposed to working full time to support the family. I hate that I was born in one of the worst states in the United States. And I hate that I was born in the US as opposed to Australia. I hate that I had a sister and not a brother growing up. I hate that neither of my parents didn't own a home and we bounced around from ghetto apartment to ghetto apartment. I hate that my parents divorced when I was a toddler. I hate that my genetics make me bean pole scrawny just like my dad. I hate that my genetics also doomed me to some of the worst eyesight my optometrist has ever seen. I hate that I was born with only a 5 inch penis. I hate that I was born with a massive cowlick in my hair that prevents any form of styling. I hate that I was born with two large ugly buck teeth in the front. I hate that both of my parents were in their mid 30s when I was born. I hate that I was born in the 1990s as opposed to atleast 30 years earlier. I hate that both of my parents are both so broke I have to support them financially and give them money I can never hope to see paid back. I hate that my sister is just like my parents and very broke. I hate that I'm the only person in my family who seems to be able to make a decent living for myself.

 

I look back at all that and then look over at my step cousin who comes from a family of a law firm partnered lawyer ($300k+ per year) and a union construction boss ($120k per year) who just sits in his parent's mansion all day playing video games. Smoking reefer. Banging his solid 9/10 girlfriend. Ordering pizza off his stepmom's credit card. And then hoping in his brand new $50k decked out Dodge pickup truck that his dad pays for so he can go to the shopping mall to swipe his credit card that his parent's pay for every month. And then going on seemingly monthly vacations all over the world. Europe. South America. Asia. Small pacific islands I've never even heard of before. He didn't even graduate from high school but eventually got his GED and he's only had two jobs in the three years since we left school. One I belive was at Taco Bell where he got fired after less than a month for poor attendance and then one was at a pizza restaurant where he got fired after only 2 weeks for sneaking out back to smoke weed. And that's it. I have had to work for everything I have and have had to put forth effort to achieve everything I did academically when I was one of the top students in the entire state. And I have had to bust my ass to become one of the top appliance technicians in the entire Southwestern US and I still come up short to the life my lazy ass. Half brained. Step cousin does. And the real kick in the balls is that his Father's family owns several hundered residential rental properties and a couple dozen commercial real estate holdings. And he's one of only 3 people in his generation in line to inherit that empire. One time my aunt became physically sick when she realized how unearthly wealthy he will be without even lifting a single finger and being nothing more than an overweight stoner gamer.

 

And then there's my cousins who are children of my Mom's brother who own's an insurance company. They also live a life of unbeliveable luxury but all 4 of them seem to be decent people who are attending college (paid in full in advance by their dad) to pursue their own careers. So atleast they are doing something with their lives unlike my entitled brat step cousin.

 

And then there is the cousins on my dad's side who come from parents who inherited a 10,000+ acre ranch in Montana and are also millionaires albeit the rural blue collared variety. There is 3 of them and they seem like decent people even though I've only met them a couple times. But I see the stuff they post on facebook. A new Cummins Ram every few months. Flying out to New York on a whim to take in a Yankees game and then flying to Miami the next day to see a Heat playoff game. That type of sh*t.

 

It just make me so sad that I was born to my particular set of parents and it seems like all of my parents' siblings had kids who had it 10000x better than I did.

 

Boo f*cking hoo.

 

 

I fully agree with this.

[ten-a-penny]

This is actually pretty trivial.....

 

but who in the hell decided that two-sided discs was a good idea? Like seriously, why? For example, I brought the first three Scream films in one of those "Triple Feature" things, and I open the case to find that only the disc for the first movie is on a seperate disc. Meanwhile, Scream 2 and 3, they are on the same disc, on different sides..I don't get it. Why can't 2 and 3 be on separate discs? Why is that so f*cking hard? Why are they so f*cking cheap?

 

Not the end of the world, but god damn that is annoying.

 

NOTE TO SELF:

 

Buy the films separately next time.

I have found five PS2 games in one disc.

Five.

Games.

In.

One.

F*cking.

Disc.

And the games somehow worked perfectly. How's that even possible.

[Gnocchi Flip Flops]

 

 

Boo f*cking hoo. At least you weren't born into severe poverty and/or worried about where your next meal is going to come from. I could go on but holy hell, stop wallowing in your sh*t. Nobody feels bad for you.

I think he needs a therapist or something. Clearly the self-loathing is not going to fix anything but neither is any of the advice he's getting from this forum... Edited July 9, 2015 by Scaglietti