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You know that scene in Avengers, when Tony tells Thor "Don't touch my stuff."

That's my life.

I've said before, I'm OCD about things. The big one is touching things. I don't think touching this (or people), and I don't like people touching my things (or me).

So, with that in mind, how do you guys thing I felt coming home from work to find my room redecorated?

Urgh. I hate how ungrateful I sound. My room got redecorated! There was a lot of effort put into that! But...

But all I can think about is how they touched my new, or touched my books, or walked over my floor, dragging dirt everywhere, and I have to use that stuff now, and, and

Yeah. I'm...annoyed at myself.

Posted
1 hour ago, Quiver said:

You know that scene in Avengers, when Tony tells Thor "Don't touch my stuff."

That's my life.

I've said before, I'm OCD about things. The big one is touching things. I don't think touching this (or people), and I don't like people touching my things (or me).

So, with that in mind, how do you guys thing I felt coming home from work to find my room redecorated?

Urgh. I hate how ungrateful I sound. My room got redecorated! There was a lot of effort put into that! But...

But all I can think about is how they touched my new, or touched my books, or walked over my floor, dragging dirt everywhere, and I have to use that stuff now, and, and

Yeah. I'm...annoyed at myself.

If they knew about your OCD, they should've told you their plans before going through with them. Simple as that. Redecorating your room is an awesome thing to do, but they should've been sensitive to your OCD when they did. 

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I don't have OCD and I don't have any thing about people touching my stuff.

But if somebody redecorated my room I would still go totally Rayse on them. So that's a pretty normal reaction to me, @Quiver.

Well, everything depends what "redecorated" means. If I had to move my desk and bed to previous locations and put few things back in their old place, that would be mostly fine. If someone painted the walls with different color and replaced my desk and things of that scope, that's Mr.Odium kicking out Heralds from Damnation cause a Desolation is starting shortly.

Posted

After getting storming screwed over yet again (the same leave servicing company that can go service themselves, told one of my doctors that I will no longer have insurance, which isn't rusting true, but I will now potentially have to shell out $450 at my first visit if that's not straightened out), I've decided the only way I can make it through this without finding an Honor Chasm is to not give a Ryshadium's rear end about anything anymore.

jW

Posted
2 hours ago, Quiver said:

You know that scene in Avengers, when Tony tells Thor "Don't touch my stuff."

That's my life.

I've said before, I'm OCD about things. The big one is touching things. I don't think touching this (or people), and I don't like people touching my things (or me).

So, with that in mind, how do you guys thing I felt coming home from work to find my room redecorated?

Urgh. I hate how ungrateful I sound. My room got redecorated! There was a lot of effort put into that! But...

But all I can think about is how they touched my new, or touched my books, or walked over my floor, dragging dirt everywhere, and I have to use that stuff now, and, and

Yeah. I'm...annoyed at myself.

You don't sound ungrateful! You sound like someone exacerbated you OCD and didn't actually consider how you might feel about that. :( 

53 minutes ago, Jondesu said:

After getting storming screwed over yet again (the same leave servicing company that can go service themselves, told one of my doctors that I will no longer have insurance, which isn't rusting true, but I will now potentially have to shell out $450 at my first visit if that's not straightened out), I've decided the only way I can make it through this without finding an Honor Chasm is to not give a Ryshadium's rear end about anything anymore.

jW

I'm so sorry :( 

 

*hugs for all*

Posted

I fell off my kick scooter once... I still have that scar. I was going really fast. The way I ride my scooter is when one leg gets tired from standing on the scooter I switch to other leg.

And in the middle of switching I hit a bump in the road and fell off. But I was wearing shorts so none of my clothing was torn up.

so I understand your pain. :) and now I have more in common with fellow Sharders!

Posted

Ugh, I was riding to fast and it was raining and I just slipped. I need to go to work tomorrow morning, and my knees refuse to work properly, my hand almost needs stitches. Also my work uniform now lacks trousers, because they got torn. Just lovely. 

I always was the most careless person alive, but I didn't have an accident like this in three or four years. Last time I did something stupid that really hurt was when I rode a bike into a car (the car was standing, parked on the street. I didn't notice it.). 

Needless to say I am not satisfied with myself. 

Posted

Like two years ago, I managed to trip over a sign that was foolishly placed in the middle of the sidewalk--a sign basically like this one:

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My knee landed badly on one of the sign's feet and got gashed open rather severely. I was alone, so I hobbled my way across the street to a mental health clinic and asked to borrow their first aid kit so I could clean myself up in the bathroom a little before driving home to take care of it more thoroughly. The thing that stressed me out the most about this incident, though, was not the actual injury. No, what upset me was the fact that I now had blood all over my TARDIS socks and I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to wash it out.

Posted (edited)

This might be a stretch to call it part of a bad day, but I replied to a friend on Facebook about a political issue, and no matter how nice and humble I tried to be, I'm worried they'll get angry. They responded once and seemed passionate but not angry, but they haven't replied to me response to that, and I'm paranoid. I don't even want to check Facebook, but I also can't resist. So nerve wracking.

It's someone I knew when she was younger (I'm nearly a decade older), and she moved away so we're not close friends or anything, but I've also known her longer than most other friends I have, so I don't want this to affect our friendship. I wish I'd never replied in the first place, which was my initial instinct.

jW

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Posted
2 minutes ago, Jondesu said:

This might be a stretch to call it part of a bad day, but I replied to a friend on Facebook about a political issue, and no matter how nice and humble I tried to be, I'm worried they'll get angry. They responded once and seemed passionate but not angry, but they haven't replied to me response to that, and I'm paranoid. I don't even want to check Facebook, but I also can't resist. So nerve wracking.

It's someone I knew when she was younger (I'm nearly a decade older), and she moved away so we're not close friends or anything, but I've also known her longer than most other friends I have, so I don't want this to affect our friendship. I wish I'd never replied in the first place, which was my initial instinct.

jW

I feel ya, Jondesu. Politics on Facebook seems to turn people who are normally reasonable into monsters. But from what you told us, it sounds like you're off to a good start to an intelligent discussion rather than a flame war. I hope it stays civil.

Posted (edited)

 Right. I need a rant.

I have had the worst day ever.

1.The school librarian picks a fight with me and embarrasses me in front of my ENTIRE class and calls me self centred. This site was being stupid so I made four other accounts to see if it would work. The librarian stops the whole bloody class and says I'm self centured because it apparently costs the school money. How was I meant to know THAT?!

2. A guy in my English class was being a jackass.

3. I have a fight with my mate who says something extremely disrespectful about a friend that i had that was suicidal and depressed for a while.

4. It's almost midnight and I haven't finished my stupid essay.

5. I'm sick and sleep deprived. 

6. My internet isn't working.

7. I spilt coffee on myself. 

Phew. I need a hug, Several actually.

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Posted

I feel seriously disrespected by work.

So, I got my rota the other day. Our bosses are aiming to sort us at 30 hours a week.

By the end of August, I will have done 300 hours, and am pulling 10 shifts more than anyone else.

Which...bothered me. But last night, I got called in to cover someone who was sick, and got an updated rota, and I'm working even more hours now?

318. You had to let aguy go, and couldn't distribute his hours a bit more evenly? Or you did so in a way that the guy pulling 300+ hours, doing more shifts than anyone else, gets even more?

I am storming convinced that those guys view me as a workhorse or a dog at this point. They say "Do this," and I do. I was trying to be reliable and helpful, but...

Posted

So, I have just recently begun to volunteer at the local Humane Society where I can play with cats for volunteer hours, which is a dream come true. :wub:

However, I just got an email saying that there is an infection going around which means no playing with cats for two weeks. :(  It's kind of a small thing, but it still is sad.

Posted

I'm sorry to hear about everyone's rotten experiences. Maybe some pictures of cat hugs will help.

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Or how about some cats with owl friends?

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Or an owl that loves being petted?

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Posted
5 hours ago, Silverblade5 said:

Got a scraped knee and a bruised ego, but otherwise I'm fine.

Glad to hear it.

Posted

According to my co-worker, I am "stroppy" and a "drama queen".

Excuse me for taking our job seriously. <_<

Posted
1 minute ago, Quiver said:

According to my co-worker, I am "stroppy" and a "drama queen".

Excuse me for taking our job seriously. <_<

Ooohhhhhhh, let me check my Shakespearian insults calendar. :ph34r:

"Base slave, thy words are blunt and so art thou." —Henry VI
"That bottled spider, that foul bunch-backed toad!" —Richard III
"Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon!" —Timon of Athens

Posted (edited)

This is rather long; tldr: My family is constantly arguing and today it was about the chores which I do majority of.

Another fight broke out today. One of the traditional topics, "household chores".

It started off because the shower drain wasn't cleaned. My dad did say in my presence that "It needs cleaning", but I'm currently trying to force a new policy called "I ain't a storming telepath - tell me what to do" so I went with "Aha" and went about my own business. (I really hate when it turns out that I didn't do something that was obvious to my parents, but not to me. So right now I'm not reacting even to those vague "something needs to be done" because in 99% cases it turns out that I'm doing it and I'm replying with "Aha" or "something needs to be done" or "truly, it is the way you speak it is" (OK, not that one)) (And yes, I multiple times over had explained to them that I do not read their minds, so they need to tell me what to do. I had too many situations that I went ahead and did what I thought was sensible only to turn out it was completely unnecessary or even counter-productive)

The thing is, when we clean the whole house (once every two weeks), I already have the worst part: my sister dusts off things (about 15-20 minutes), my dad takes care of the bathrooms (half an hour? 45 minutes?), I vacuum the whole house (about one and half hour). So the shower is technically dad's jurisdiction, although if he went and asked me to do it (because he was tired or anything) I would have done that.

I take out the trash (daily), I unload the dishwasher (daily or more often), I load the dishwasher (at least three times a day), I clean dishes (few times a day. because apparently everyone else thinks that if they leave dirty things near the dishwasher, they magically clean themselves - I'm talking about things that can't go into dishwasher and I seem to be the only one not picking the glasses and plates that can't go in it <_<), I have the biggest part in the house cleaning, lately I help with preparing the meal (with increasing frequency), I mow the lawn (and it's a pretty big one), I help with the garden work...

While my sister is supposed to hang the laundry and iron it (once a week? Once every two weeks?) and do her small part in house cleaning... Yeah, supposed to. Usually the laundry waits for ironing for weeks and if she's told to do it, a fight breaks out. She thinks I should iron my clothes. The thing is, I already am taking over the 'hanging the laundry' thing. So why should I do iron my clothes, if I am already doing the majority of the chores?

My sister seems to think that she does far more than I do and constantly brings up in arguments how she would switch the places with me. Maybe ironing does take more time than taking out the trash, but I take out the trash far more often than she does ironing. And I don't argue about that every time I do it. Unlike her.
I'm fed up with all those arguments, shouting, screaming... I just want some peace.

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Posted (edited)

I hate shaving. I put it off a few days every time and then wind up with a burning face/chest. Seriously though shaving is annoying and Id love a laser treatment everywhere except my head, pits,& legs. Everything else I'd happily singe off for the rest of my life if I could.

Edited by Briar King

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