The Official Whine, Bitch, and Rant Thread

I just received my quarterly 401k report. Lost a tenth of its value this quarter.

Guess I'll have to retire at 80 now.

thats only a few years to wait., it will go fast.

Great. I've gone from "being stalked" to "older than dirt" in record time.

For the record, my belt broke. I had to pull my pants up that far to keep them from falling down.

You obviously need to move to where I live, my carriers are really nice and politely drop boxes at my front door - and ring my door bell to let me know they have put them there - and like you - I always take care of them at Christmas time - and I've never had a problem with something broken - it's those Joisey carriers

For the record, my belt broke. I had to pull my pants up that far to keep them from falling down.

At your age, isn't it time for suspender's

Rereading what I wrote last night; I'm starting to sound like I live here. I should start mailing empty boxes to myself with Fragile written all over them.

Great. I've gone from "being stalked" to "older than dirt" in record time.

For the record, my belt broke. I had to pull my pants up that far to keep them from falling down.

I like old people like Schooby, Picca, LC, and you.

You know that Fluffy White Icing - I'm gonna frost you with it - and not let anyone lick you for a few days - after a few days - it gets rock hard - then you won't be opening anything

I have a lot of priority mail boxes - I could mail you one and write fragile all over it - in really large letters and see if they toss it at your door

You could order a few of those shock sensors they use on Mythbusters to see if any survive the trip into your door.

You know that Fluffy White Icing - I'm gonna frost you with it - and not let anyone lick you for a few days - after a few days - it gets rock hard - then you won't be opening anything

Caution: Tome in progress!

Up until about a month and a half ago, we had a great carrier. He was older (he must have retired), but he always brought stuff to my door and knocked to let me know the stuff was there. I gave him Christmas gifts and thanked him for his service every time I'd talk to him. Then these two new guys come in. The younger of the two literally throws the ads on the floor for us to go through rather than placing them in the tray at the bottom of the letter box. I caught him one time and told him that he's leaving a mess for us to have to pick up and we don't appreciate it. Then this other guy, when I'm talking to him yesterday about not hurling my pkgs at my door (the last pkg had huge dents - and you know Amazon uses thick cardboard on their games, right?), he asks me how do I know they're throwing pkgs at my door? HELLO? It sounds like it's being battered by a swat team. He says, well unless you see it you can't know it's someone throwing the pkg at your door. I said, yeah? I know it's you guys because one time I was standing next to my door when the other idiot was on the stairway getting ready to lob one at the door when I opened it. Der! Then he actually stood there and said nobody is going to walk around the banister to take pkgs to my door. I said really? Nobody? He said no, I'm living in a fantasy world if I think anyone would. I said Darryl always brought the pkgs to the door. He said Darryl was special that way. I said look jackass, if anything is broken, I'll make sure the manufacturers know it was you personally who broke it. Then he went into a tirade about how the mail is handled and how they throw pkgs into the trucks without caring if anything is broken or not. Do I not realize how many people handle my pkgs before it gets delivered to me? *Obviously he didn't realize how much of a fark I was not giving* If it's broke - I'm blaming his ass.

I have a chisel