Things That Are Bothering You, Got You All Hibbeldy-Jibbeldy, or just downright pissed, RIGHT NOW!

Originally Posted by Piobaire

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I just do not understand the need for this in some people. Do your job. Smile. STFU.

Really folks, it's not hard. I try to understand people but this is one thing I just cannoth fathom. What's the impetus? Boredom? Attention seeking? Some sort of check to see if people care (hint: they don't).

Power trips, more often than not.

Originally Posted by globetrotter

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I said to my drama queen " you think that you are a superstar, and that by making a lot of noise people will recognize that. but by making a lot of noise, you are creating a situation where they overlook the good results you bring in, and focus on what a pain ********** you are, it doesn't achieve what you are trying to achieve"

This.

Originally Posted by QBNCGAR

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Power trips, more often than not.

Actually, I would say exactly the inverse is the motivation.

I took a girl home last night and we went to bed. Things started to get hot and heavy and she says, "I'm on my period." Well crap, not getting laid tonight. And then this morning there's blood on my 1200 thread count white Egyptian Cotton Sheets.

I ran them in the wash with some bleach and it didn't do much good. Blue balls and ruined sheets all in one fell swoop.

Originally Posted by TKJTG

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I took a girl home last night and we went to bed. Things started to get hot and heavy and she says, "I'm on my period." Well crap, not getting laid tonight. And then this morning there's blood on my 1200 thread count white Egyptian Cotton Sheets.

I ran them in the wash with some bleach and it didn't do much good. Blue balls and ruined sheets all in one fell swoop.

lol that's pretty ******* ******.

Originally Posted by TKJTG

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I took a girl home last night and we went to bed. Things started to get hot and heavy and she says, "I'm on my period." Well crap, not getting laid tonight. And then this morning there's blood on my 1200 thread count white Egyptian Cotton Sheets.

I ran them in the wash with some bleach and it didn't do much good. Blue balls and ruined sheets all in one fell swoop.

It happens. Soak then wash in cold water, it will come out.

doesn't salt get out blood?

Do you think anything like that would work if I've already ran them through the wash?

The drier is what you are more worried about. If cold water doesn't work, then Oxi-Clean that ****.

That is gross. Get some new sheets.

Originally Posted by globetrotter

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honestly, I hate giving warnings, I find that if it gets to the point where you are giving a warning, you might as well push the guy to quit. I think that this worked out for the best for you

Originally Posted by acidboy

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in the end, this is good news. congratulations.

thanks guize

Originally Posted by munchausen

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The drier is what you are more worried about. If cold water doesn't work, then Oxi-Clean that ****.

+1

the fact you already washed it doesnt matter too much

I still harbor strong feelings for my ex.




She hooked up with her ex overseas. .

From the "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished" File: So I'm standing at the bar at this local live music place tonight. I order one drink and think I'm probably going home. This young girl at the bar starts talking to me and instantly I know she is completely wasted; like, she-might-hurt-herself wasted. Being the chivalrous guy I am, I become concerned that she's very vulnerable and could be hurt or worse. I motion to the bartender, but they are very busy and they do nothing, other than shrug. Before I know it, she's all over me, trying to kiss me and God knows what else. She keeps saying "if you **** me over, I'll ******* kill you." I keep telling her that's not funny and keep trying to get the bartenders' attention, to no avail. Long story short, eventually the bartenders recognize that this chick is out of it and call the bouncer. By this point, I'm literally holding her up to keep her from falling on the ground. One bartender tells me that she's been there for 3 hours and had 1 drink (clearly something worse than alcohol). The bouncers come and carry her outside. Next thing I know, the cops show up. I wind up on the sidewalk being searched and questioned. He literally was patting down my junk to make sure I didn't have anything in my pockets or whatever. He took my name and number. I went back in the bar (they had my credit card) and the woman bartender told me that she told them I had nothing to do with it other than trying to help. The whole thing still pisses me off, because my name is now in some police report and I wind up on the sidewalk outside the bar being felt up by a cop. And all for nothing more than trying to be chivalrous. I could have left the ***** to fall on her ass, but was trying to not be an asshole.

THESE are the kind of single guy shenanigans that will make our reality show great!

Originally Posted by kwilkinson

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THESE are the kind of single guy shenanigans that will make our reality show great!

On the plus side all the valet parking guys in the greater North Dallas area think my new mid-life crisis car is the ****. I had two different valet guys tonight tell me what a great car it was. One got out and told me he was in heaven. I looked over at the white Lambo, the Aston Martin and the high-end Benz parked out front and wondered what he was smoking.

Kinda overboard given that it's 12 years old and has 72,000 miles on it.

...but I sure enjoy driving it.

that sucks mark. i once got the sidewalk patdown treatment and it really sucks. no good deed.. alright