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Salesforce Motherfloccing Dot Con-job. I freakin' loathe that trash.

And I keep getting calls about jobs in it, too, even though I don't even have it on my resume. How do they even know I used to work with it? I don't even like admitting that. Why is it that recruiters are happy to talk to me about systems I despise (which also includes .Net Frame-up), but won't even consider me for something I'm willing to work in like Ruby or Python? Feh.
 
I'm rather annoyed at the fact that people use the wrong names for certain things. For example; Aromatic Cedar. It's NOT cedar, it's actually a juniper. Truffles are NOT CHOCOLATE! They are tasty (and very expensive) fungi, Godiva does NOT make truffles. My latest bent is acacia honey. It's apparently NOT from acacia tree flowers, it's actually from BLACK LOCUST tree flowers. Now it is very good honey (VERY GOOD!), but it's NOT from the acacia tree. "Oh but the black locust used to be called 'False Acacia'." Why? Why not just call it what it is? Good luck trying to find any honey from true Acacia; which is what started this rant.
Regards, GF.
 
That commercial for whatever with the weezer Buddy Holly song . ****! if my family started singing that in the car I would bury them in shallow graves along side a corn field in Indiana.Did I mention I don't care for that song?:mad:
 
Grapefruit.

I can drink grapefruity IPAs all day long, but a glass of actual grapefruit juice is just too astringent. I can't deal.
 
That commercial for whatever with the weezer Buddy Holly song . ****! if my family started singing that in the car I would bury them in shallow graves along side a corn field in Indiana.Did I mention I don't care for that song?:mad:


If you like the song, you hate the commercial more.

I cannot stand intentionally bad singing... Unless it's Shatner, the. It's just brilliant.
 
Printer toner. Just had a blue cartridge blow up on me. My pants now look like a dehydrated smurf exploded. I am not impressed. This is why I do not wear nice clothes to work.
 
Whatever virus it is or was that got SessionableGoodness, his mother, myself, and his two buddies sick as dogs. Screw that virus.
 
When a friend brings up a controversial topic, I disagree and provide a cool headed rational conversation point, and he responds with: "I've moved on."

motherf**ker, don't bring things up just to hear people agree with you.
 
I hate it when you have to pee really bad, then walk into a freshly nuked bathroom where you have to hold your nose to pee.

Then walk out and see that someone's waiting to use it after you.


That is exactly the scenario that birthed my previous post. Spot on.
 
Perfectly able bodied individuals (like a woman in her mid 30s with functioning appendages) getting grocery store employees to carry groceries to the car and load them up while s/he stands there making small talk.

HOW ARE PEOPLE THIS LAZY!?
 
Perfectly able bodied individuals (like a woman in her mid 30s with functioning appendages) getting grocery store employees to carry groceries to the car and load them up while s/he stands there making small talk.

HOW ARE PEOPLE THIS LAZY!?

They're the ones who wind up with they're butts hanging off one of those scooters when they're in their fifties.:p
 
Cake with my beer... oh, and a messy kitchen too.

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When you get on an elevator, only to find someone gassed it and got off the floor before, then you ride it to your floor holding your nose, only to have a female coworker get on after you and thinking what a disgusting person you were for ripping arse on an elevator...
 
People who always think they are right, and are in denial when you show them evidence otherwise.

Also, people seem to have everyone else's problems figured out but their own...
 
The neighbor a couple houses over who lets his dog out every morning, promptly at 5:00. That dog barks constantly for a half hour or more before they let him back in. The weather finally cooled off here so that we can sleep with the windows open, but I lose that last hour of sleep to "yap yap yap..."
 
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