i hate smoke and it was going into my face so i changed seats and it followed me. so i moved back and it followed me again. i continued until i made a trail of smoke by running around the table...
Why me?
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I saw a glitch in the game I was playing where the area in front of me hadn't been rendered, I went into it anyways...my disk drive broke.
I get a lot of moments like that.
I will quote myself here if I do not mind (and I dont think I do) just to prove it Thsi was back in 2008 when all thsi happened.
I will quote myself here if I do not mind (and I dont think I do) just to prove it Thsi was back in 2008 when all thsi happened.
emeraldrafael said:
i was carrying a mop while trying to hurry, got it caught on a low hanging ceiling and smashed my face into it, bending my already bent glasses. Regular happening for me is to misjudge a corner and slam my face/shoulder/knee/other painful part of body into it. I get told its hilarious and cute but that makes it worse-its a fml that everyone thinks is so awdorwable
Dealing with hypocrisy at work is the most exhausting thing I've ever done. I'm tired of being the only one with "a problem. "
I misunderstood a rule at work the other day and did something I wasn't supposed to. I was told I should have known better, that I "had a problem." Less than five minutes after this, someone tried to break the very rule I was yelled at for breaking. I tried to stop him...and my boss overruled me and gave the other guy permission. A couple days later I caught my boss breaking the same rule. This rule comes from over his head, he does not have the power to let anyone break it. He was completely unapologetic and saw no hypocrisy in his actions whatsoever.
Another person who's half my boss and half not talks down to me like I'm a first-day rookie (I've been there thirteen years, as long as she has). She explains things a child of six should already know. I began to give her only half an ear when she spoke until I knew whether I needed to hear what she was saying or not. She must have complained to her boss because he took me aside and told me I'm "the one with the problem" because I don't show her enough respect. Not only is it okay for her to insult me this way, it's NOT okay for me to turn away and give her insult the attention it deserves, i.e. none.
Another boss lets people get away with anything. Perfect example: We had this girl on staff a couple years ago who would stroll in twenty minutes late every day, had three unexcused absences in her first month, and probably did about forty-five minutes of real work in a week. She had the worst work ethic of anyone I've ever encountered -- and I've seen some champion loafers in my day. Think Peter from Office Space only for real. Anyway, I told my boss repeatedly this person wasn't working out. He said I was imagining it, making a mountain out of a molehill. (She and he had a rapport, and by "rapport" I mean "she had a nice ass") The entire staff was pissed off at this girl. On the third unexcused absence, I said screw this, stepped up to do the job my boss should have done, and fired the fool girl. I'm supposed to have that authority, but apparently I don't, because the boss went over my head, and gave her another chance (her 18th, by my count). When I protested he told me I "had a problem."
I misunderstood a rule at work the other day and did something I wasn't supposed to. I was told I should have known better, that I "had a problem." Less than five minutes after this, someone tried to break the very rule I was yelled at for breaking. I tried to stop him...and my boss overruled me and gave the other guy permission. A couple days later I caught my boss breaking the same rule. This rule comes from over his head, he does not have the power to let anyone break it. He was completely unapologetic and saw no hypocrisy in his actions whatsoever.
Another person who's half my boss and half not talks down to me like I'm a first-day rookie (I've been there thirteen years, as long as she has). She explains things a child of six should already know. I began to give her only half an ear when she spoke until I knew whether I needed to hear what she was saying or not. She must have complained to her boss because he took me aside and told me I'm "the one with the problem" because I don't show her enough respect. Not only is it okay for her to insult me this way, it's NOT okay for me to turn away and give her insult the attention it deserves, i.e. none.
Another boss lets people get away with anything. Perfect example: We had this girl on staff a couple years ago who would stroll in twenty minutes late every day, had three unexcused absences in her first month, and probably did about forty-five minutes of real work in a week. She had the worst work ethic of anyone I've ever encountered -- and I've seen some champion loafers in my day. Think Peter from Office Space only for real. Anyway, I told my boss repeatedly this person wasn't working out. He said I was imagining it, making a mountain out of a molehill. (She and he had a rapport, and by "rapport" I mean "she had a nice ass") The entire staff was pissed off at this girl. On the third unexcused absence, I said screw this, stepped up to do the job my boss should have done, and fired the fool girl. I'm supposed to have that authority, but apparently I don't, because the boss went over my head, and gave her another chance (her 18th, by my count). When I protested he told me I "had a problem."
At my work place my boss refers to me as "That" employee as in that employee that everything bad happens to. I've only worked there for a year now and I've had to deal with....
-An asian lady calls from yellowbook.com because my boss wanted to take down the advertisement, now when I work I work alone and I couldn't handle that and I told her multiple times that I couldn't do it, so she MAKES me call my boss and he basically reiterates what I told her and after she called back and I told her that I couldn't do it she insisted I could and wouldn't let up and it dragged on for an hour until I finally persuaded her I couldn't take down the GOD DAMNED ADVERTISEMENT.
-One day I was on my way home from school and I'm on the highway and I get a call, it's my boss and he asks me if I could cover for my co-worker and during this conversation a jack-ass driver almost runs into me. so I'm pissed the moment I get to work and I'm only supposed to work for about 2 hrs and after 1 hr I hear flapping, but a customer came in at the moment so I head from the back office to the front of the store (its not that big of a store it is basically has the front area with two coolers for the beer (PS its a beer distributor) and the back area has a storage area and the office is connected by a door) and once I tend to the customer I head back to the office and LO AND BEHOLD a Pigeon somehow got into the store and made its way into the office and I had to catch it to get it away. So I'm forced to literally catch the Pigeon BARE HANDED and once I caught it, it was basically killing my hand. and after that happened my boss calls and he asked why I was short of breath and I tell him to which he responds "Oh cool, well (co-workers name) got stopped by the cops for speeding and he was driving with a suspended license so your gonna have to stay there till closing." Lets just say I was surprised I didn't verbally kill him because at that point I was really pissed.
-An asian lady calls from yellowbook.com because my boss wanted to take down the advertisement, now when I work I work alone and I couldn't handle that and I told her multiple times that I couldn't do it, so she MAKES me call my boss and he basically reiterates what I told her and after she called back and I told her that I couldn't do it she insisted I could and wouldn't let up and it dragged on for an hour until I finally persuaded her I couldn't take down the GOD DAMNED ADVERTISEMENT.
-One day I was on my way home from school and I'm on the highway and I get a call, it's my boss and he asks me if I could cover for my co-worker and during this conversation a jack-ass driver almost runs into me. so I'm pissed the moment I get to work and I'm only supposed to work for about 2 hrs and after 1 hr I hear flapping, but a customer came in at the moment so I head from the back office to the front of the store (its not that big of a store it is basically has the front area with two coolers for the beer (PS its a beer distributor) and the back area has a storage area and the office is connected by a door) and once I tend to the customer I head back to the office and LO AND BEHOLD a Pigeon somehow got into the store and made its way into the office and I had to catch it to get it away. So I'm forced to literally catch the Pigeon BARE HANDED and once I caught it, it was basically killing my hand. and after that happened my boss calls and he asked why I was short of breath and I tell him to which he responds "Oh cool, well (co-workers name) got stopped by the cops for speeding and he was driving with a suspended license so your gonna have to stay there till closing." Lets just say I was surprised I didn't verbally kill him because at that point I was really pissed.
I lost my phone and my key at the same time last month, then my Xbox died on my birthday a week or so later. This morning I lost my left contact lens. I swear I'm cursed with trivial but infuriating happenings and accidents.
There's a perfectly rational explanation. You were robbed by Spider-man.Forlorn Guardian said:
OT: I trip over a lot. That's about it.
Yup, I have seen many dumb things like this, people almost seeming to go out of their way to fuck up your life.Forlorn Guardian said:
Mental Note give you some candy everyday.....Ladette said:
No real Why me moments but some oh Shit moments
1. Was hanging out with a friend and he decided he wanted to make a torch, so he soaked a sock in gas, wrapped it around a metal pole and lit it on fire (ignoring my objections) looks at it then goes "Oh...hot" and drops it on to the grass, I had to grab the hose and put it out because he wasn't reacting
2. In high school Calculus class, there were two girls in the class, one a really good friend of mine, the other an acquaintance. For a week and a half the acquaintance was out sick and every my friend complained about being the only girl in class. So the day the acquaintance came back to class without thinking I say "Wow it must be hard on her(acquaintance) being the only girl in class" Immediately I remember my friend sits right behind me and enjoys causing me physical pain when I don't do anything to deserve it. Needless to say that the fastest I have ever gone from one side of a classroom to another, over desks, but I still managed to get hit by a flying shoe.
No I lied one real Why Me moment
The Tuesday before Thanksgiving(the American one) we are supposed to go home(from college) for break. That day my best friends breaks fail, so I stay with him, until Wednesday when they can fix it. Heading home Wednesday, I'm maybe half an hour into my 3 hour trip, at night in the ran and my alternator dies, now for those of you who don't know the alternator is what keeps the battery charged, no alternator the battery starts to run out of juice. So driving with my wipers, and headlights on, and listen to the radio my battery dies pretty quickly, so now I'm stuck on the side of the Mass Pike, at night and in the rain, two and a half hours from anyone who can come get me. and to top it off I had to pee soooo bad. it was not a fun experience. And trying to explain where I was to AAA and the Staties, "Sir where exactly are you one the Mass pike it's a big place? Can you see any signs?" "I don't know it's dark and fucking raining I can't see anything"
I feel like god is trying to tell me not to help other people
The Tuesday before Thanksgiving(the American one) we are supposed to go home(from college) for break. That day my best friends breaks fail, so I stay with him, until Wednesday when they can fix it. Heading home Wednesday, I'm maybe half an hour into my 3 hour trip, at night in the ran and my alternator dies, now for those of you who don't know the alternator is what keeps the battery charged, no alternator the battery starts to run out of juice. So driving with my wipers, and headlights on, and listen to the radio my battery dies pretty quickly, so now I'm stuck on the side of the Mass Pike, at night and in the rain, two and a half hours from anyone who can come get me. and to top it off I had to pee soooo bad. it was not a fun experience. And trying to explain where I was to AAA and the Staties, "Sir where exactly are you one the Mass pike it's a big place? Can you see any signs?" "I don't know it's dark and fucking raining I can't see anything"
I feel like god is trying to tell me not to help other people
Last week, I had a math assignment due. The night before the deadline, I had it all finished and set it on my desk, and went to sleep. My cat, tweaking little ***** that she is, had her nightly seizure, pulled the paper down from my desk and got mud and claw marks all over it.
Finding the mutilated sheet the next day, I raged for a bit, then remembered I could just copy the answers to a new sheet at lunch. So I printed another copy of the worksheet out at school, recopied everything(and fixed a few mistakes I'd made the first time around) and had it all ready to go. When I pulled it out in my math class, however, the first page appeared to be missing. It had the highest-worth problems on it, and I wanted to get as much credit as I could, so I was forced to turn in the original, bedraggled, partially incorrect mess, scribbling a hasty apology in the margin as I did so. I could not for the life of me figure out where the first page had gone--it seemed to have disappeared inside my bag.
But wait, that's not all! When I got home, I sorted out my papers, only to come to a surprising conclusion: the school printer printed double-sided sheets. I had been looking for three sheets of paper when there were only two, and the only reason I couldn't tell was because I never bothered to turn the first sheet over.
I lost it a little bit.
Finding the mutilated sheet the next day, I raged for a bit, then remembered I could just copy the answers to a new sheet at lunch. So I printed another copy of the worksheet out at school, recopied everything(and fixed a few mistakes I'd made the first time around) and had it all ready to go. When I pulled it out in my math class, however, the first page appeared to be missing. It had the highest-worth problems on it, and I wanted to get as much credit as I could, so I was forced to turn in the original, bedraggled, partially incorrect mess, scribbling a hasty apology in the margin as I did so. I could not for the life of me figure out where the first page had gone--it seemed to have disappeared inside my bag.
But wait, that's not all! When I got home, I sorted out my papers, only to come to a surprising conclusion: the school printer printed double-sided sheets. I had been looking for three sheets of paper when there were only two, and the only reason I couldn't tell was because I never bothered to turn the first sheet over.
I lost it a little bit.
kman123 said:
I was only eight, so I was just like 'What's going on?' What made it worse was the fact I was in hospital right before Christmas (December 23rd), but I went home on Christmas Day for a few hours, then went back.
It's been eight years and I have gotten used to it, but I still get people giving me weird looks when I do the sugar tests.
