I know what you mean about the employment. I've been looking for a job for about a year and a half with not even so much as an interview.Nerexor said:
Situations you hate but can't get out of
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Being the only sober person in a room of drunks. Everyone is acting stupid and just doing whatever. So not only do I hate drunk conversation, I become hyper-aware of my actions and rather self conscious especially when I'm encouraged to dance or sing.
I'm in the same boat. And with the holidays coming, I'm already mentally psyching myself up for feeling awful because I want to do something special for the people I care about, but having no clue how to afford even the supplies if I wanted to bake, much less actual gifts. Couple that with my depression seriously kicking my ass, and it is even worse.CyanideSandwich said:
Tell me if this sounds about right.Roxor said:
You can't admit that you're having a shitty day, even if you are, because if you do people will just inquire further instead of just leaving you alone. So instead you have to lie and say you're doing well just so they'll move on.
The only time you ever admit to having a bad day is if you actually feel like talking about it to someone. And since the type of person who's going to ask you how you are is never the type of person you'd talk with about your problems, this almost never happens.
Not that the person who asks this question really cares about how you're doing anyway. It's filler for when they want to say something to you after "hello" but can't think of a relevant topic to bring up.
Thus a completely meaningless verbal exchange takes place in which neither party truly expresses anything relating to the truth of themselves.
There's also the people who, if you say "fine" "not bad" "alright" or such, will then pester you about why you're just alright and not "great".OlasDAlmighty said:
Also for me I was stumped for the longest time because so many people use it as a greeting instead of hello. Especially when they're just quickly walking past. I see the exchanges "how're you going?" "good thanks, you?" "yeah not bad thanks", as the two people keep walking without stopping. One can't give a negative answer otherwise then both people have to stop to have a conversation. So why bother asking in the first place.
At any rate these days I respond to the "how're you" as a greeting with just "hello" back and it seems to work. Though there's cases where the other person automatically says "yeah not too bad", mistakenly assuming I asked how they were back.
Queuing when I am on my own...
It's the only time in public when I get self conscious... and that is only because suddenly I am not doing anything... just standing... with people watching!
And I know full well that I shouldn't be worried... there is nothing about me that should lead to me being judged negatively, but the fact I am standing there judging everyone else leaves me open and vulerable...
On the other hand, walking through town or public areas gives me the sence of feeling awesome...
Can't explain it...! :S
It's the only time in public when I get self conscious... and that is only because suddenly I am not doing anything... just standing... with people watching!
And I know full well that I shouldn't be worried... there is nothing about me that should lead to me being judged negatively, but the fact I am standing there judging everyone else leaves me open and vulerable...
On the other hand, walking through town or public areas gives me the sence of feeling awesome...
Can't explain it...! :S
Being polite, anywhere any time, I'm just not that person, I'm a very blunt, apathetic person.
Why must I act polite when there is no reason to be, if I feel like being nice I'll be nice.
I get being polite when I work in customer service but all the time is to much.
I don't care about you and your petty problems when I ask "how's your day?"!
Leave me alone!
Why must I act polite when there is no reason to be, if I feel like being nice I'll be nice.
I get being polite when I work in customer service but all the time is to much.
I don't care about you and your petty problems when I ask "how's your day?"!
Leave me alone!
I'll be undertaking bar work in a few months.Mel Theofficegamergirl said:
But fortunately, my +5 Masculinity Soulbound Epic Penis will protect me from drunken advances.
But yeah, I've seen female bar staff deal with some shit. It's amazing how subtle people aren't, drunken or otherwise.
OT: Dealing with the head chef in the kitchen I work in. He's just aggressive and irritable and it grates on me, because being bottom rung I need to keep my head down, which is very against my nature.
I hate having to deal with charity people. I do not do well with charity people. Its a practiced skill you have to master in order to spot, track, and avoid charity people without it being obvious that you're avoiding them.
And I always seem to find myself in situations where I have to avoid them.
And its always hot studenty chicks! I know that they get trained to flirt with guys to get them to care about whatever cause they're peddling for, and they never even mention donating. Its always talking about the plight of the badgers, or the rape victims, or the poor starving people, so when you DO say no, you sound like an amoral prick.
And I always seem to find myself in situations where I have to avoid them.
And its always hot studenty chicks! I know that they get trained to flirt with guys to get them to care about whatever cause they're peddling for, and they never even mention donating. Its always talking about the plight of the badgers, or the rape victims, or the poor starving people, so when you DO say no, you sound like an amoral prick.
Being awkwardly with someone and not knowing what to say.
Happened like 6 times today, not good.
Happened like 6 times today, not good.
Can I say all of the above? I'm not good in a load of social situations really. I suppose Epilepsy does that to you once it body slams a few standard social interactions into the ground
On the bright side, I can show off my brain surgery scar to people. Scars are cool after all.
Thinking about it I don't like having to sleep either. Think of all the crazy anime marathons that are missed because of it!
OH. No, screw everything else. When some clown walks into your college class comprised entirely of male students,(*because females are allergic to IT courses) throws down page 3 of The Sun and asks everyone their opinion.
Fuck off. No, i'm not interested, no i'm not gay, i'm either trying to work or trying to watch a video here. I swear some people think that being heterosexual means you have to drop everything to stare at some mediocre tits.
For American readers, (if you suck at reading between the lines) I was informed that you don't have to deal with it across the pond. Page 3 is the inside page of a newspaper, primarily The Sun, that's emblazoned with a topless girl for no good reason. It makes all interesting articles on the page incredibly awkward to read in public for obvious fucking reasons.
Then again, why would you be reading The Sun in the first place? Unless it's a hobby you have to laugh at how wrong it is. In which case fair enough.
[sub]*I'm joking i'm joking! Leave the sexism threads out of this for the love of god please![/sub]
On the bright side, I can show off my brain surgery scar to people. Scars are cool after all.
Thinking about it I don't like having to sleep either. Think of all the crazy anime marathons that are missed because of it!
OH. No, screw everything else. When some clown walks into your college class comprised entirely of male students,(*because females are allergic to IT courses) throws down page 3 of The Sun and asks everyone their opinion.
Fuck off. No, i'm not interested, no i'm not gay, i'm either trying to work or trying to watch a video here. I swear some people think that being heterosexual means you have to drop everything to stare at some mediocre tits.
For American readers, (if you suck at reading between the lines) I was informed that you don't have to deal with it across the pond. Page 3 is the inside page of a newspaper, primarily The Sun, that's emblazoned with a topless girl for no good reason. It makes all interesting articles on the page incredibly awkward to read in public for obvious fucking reasons.
Then again, why would you be reading The Sun in the first place? Unless it's a hobby you have to laugh at how wrong it is. In which case fair enough.
[sub]*I'm joking i'm joking! Leave the sexism threads out of this for the love of god please![/sub]
Something I've noticed about page 3 of the sun is that whenever a celebrity like Cheryl Cole has had a bad time there is no page 3 girl. Just a 3 page article on about her dead cat or something.The Wykydtron said:Can I say all of the above? I'm not good in a load of social situations really. I suppose Epilepsy does that to you once it body slams a few standard social interactions into the ground
On the bright side, I can show off my brain surgery scar to people. Scars are cool after all.
Thinking about it I don't like having to sleep either. Think of all the crazy anime marathons that are missed because of it!
OH. No, screw everything else. When some clown walks into your college class comprised entirely of male students,(*because females are allergic to IT courses) throws down page 3 of The Sun and asks everyone their opinion.
Fuck off. No, i'm not interested, no i'm not gay, i'm either trying to work or trying to watch a video here. I swear some people think that being heterosexual means you have to drop everything to stare at some mediocre tits.
For American readers, (if you suck at reading between the lines) I was informed that you don't have to deal with it across the pond. Page 3 is the inside page of a newspaper, primarily The Sun, that's emblazoned with a topless girl for no good reason. It makes all interesting articles on the page incredibly awkward to read in public for obvious fucking reasons.
Then again, why would you be reading The Sun in the first place? Unless it's a hobby you have to laugh at how wrong it is. In which case fair enough.
[sub]*I'm joking i'm joking! Leave the sexism threads out of this for the love of god please![/sub]
OT: People asking me what I'm doing this weekend, the answer is always fuck all. They never say "Hey do you want to come and [insert activity] then" I don't think anyone really gives a shit about what you're doing this weekend, it's just so they can say I've got a date with a hot lassie or something similar.
Pretty much any social situation as I am really really bad at talking to people. I just find myself saying the smallest possible answers, just "Ok"ing and "Alright"ing my way through a conversation until it's finally over at which point I mentally cheer.
The worst is when I have to actually go up to someone and ask them something, I just hate talking to people I don't know, im just so socially insecure in person and it annoys the hell out of me so I just hate social situations now and avoid them whenever I can.
The worst is when I have to actually go up to someone and ask them something, I just hate talking to people I don't know, im just so socially insecure in person and it annoys the hell out of me so I just hate social situations now and avoid them whenever I can.
At it for about 8 months now.Nerexor said:
My last job was as a Christmas Elf. I recently found myself applying for the same job again!
What if My only employment can be found at Christmastime and no-when else?
Complaint calls from unreasonable people. I'm usually the senior guy on the clock at my work, which means I get handed every unhappy person.
Usually it's no big deal. Most people are very reasonable as long as they are treated fairly. But, occasionally, I get one of those people. There are two types of those people.
The first is the guy I'll call The Wimp. I picture him with an insignificant dead-end job he's not very good at, a boss who belittles his lack of ability, an unattractive harridan of a wife, a couple of loudmouthed, entitled idiots for kids, creditors calling all the time because he's behind on his mortgage....he feels as if everything and everyone runs roughshod over him all the time, and the one moment of satisfaction in his dull excuse for a life is when he gets to bully some customer service rep. I get to deal with all the frustration he would never dare express to anyone who wasn't being paid not to tell him to fuck off while he says, over the phone, everything he doesn't have the courage to say in person to the people who actually pissed him off.
The second is The Drunks and The Stupids. I lump them together because they are functionally identical. It is impossible to explain how credit cards operate to someone too stupid or drunk to understand what I'm saying: "No, we did not double charge you. You changed your order so we did a second approval on your card. If you check your account tomorrow, you will see only one charge." Uh-uh, that's WAY too simple and reasonable for The Stupid. Now I get to spend forty minutes on the phone with some asshole who's too dumb to count to eleven with his fly zipped while he calls me a thief and a liar. Hooray!
Usually it's no big deal. Most people are very reasonable as long as they are treated fairly. But, occasionally, I get one of those people. There are two types of those people.
The first is the guy I'll call The Wimp. I picture him with an insignificant dead-end job he's not very good at, a boss who belittles his lack of ability, an unattractive harridan of a wife, a couple of loudmouthed, entitled idiots for kids, creditors calling all the time because he's behind on his mortgage....he feels as if everything and everyone runs roughshod over him all the time, and the one moment of satisfaction in his dull excuse for a life is when he gets to bully some customer service rep. I get to deal with all the frustration he would never dare express to anyone who wasn't being paid not to tell him to fuck off while he says, over the phone, everything he doesn't have the courage to say in person to the people who actually pissed him off.
The second is The Drunks and The Stupids. I lump them together because they are functionally identical. It is impossible to explain how credit cards operate to someone too stupid or drunk to understand what I'm saying: "No, we did not double charge you. You changed your order so we did a second approval on your card. If you check your account tomorrow, you will see only one charge." Uh-uh, that's WAY too simple and reasonable for The Stupid. Now I get to spend forty minutes on the phone with some asshole who's too dumb to count to eleven with his fly zipped while he calls me a thief and a liar. Hooray!
Pretty much life in general.
It's a tedious pile of non-sense that I feel my hopes, dreams, and desires do not justify...
Yet I'm still here. Like I could be hit by a bus or something and I'd be crying tears of joy as I died.
It's a tedious pile of non-sense that I feel my hopes, dreams, and desires do not justify...
Yet I'm still here. Like I could be hit by a bus or something and I'd be crying tears of joy as I died.
Wow.corvuscorrax said:
just Wow.
Such Nihilism is almost admirable. Hampered only by my sympathies.
I'm not inclined to think my point of view is nihilistic... perhaps misanthropic.Colin Bagley said: