(Now in the right thread!) The student charity organization I'm a part of participated in a donation drive at an about two hours' drive away, and we got enough donations to fill two trucks! We, of course, only have one available.
We managed to cram everything into the truck and our car's trunk, it's probably pretty unsafe but I guess if the truck doesn't crash it will work out well.
I ordered a phone case. It was the wrong size. I groused about this to my mom. She very thoughtfully ordered me one. It was also the wrong size, because I forgot what model my phone was.
I swear I'm gonna slap the next person who says Sex At Dawn is ~scientifically sound~. ETA: That's including you, too, Dan Savage.
My parents: "These steaks come pre-seasoned so there's no need to add anything to them." Me, a reasonable person who has taste buds: "Seasoned by who? Fucking LaCroix???"
Trying to avoid just telling my boss that i'm autistic so he'll stop trying to encourage me to make eye contact Like dude I don't ask you to like stand on one foot whenever you talk to me
Three coworkers just gave notice yesterday. Two of them are pretty key. Another, even more key person left last month.
If I could stop chanting the same stupid repetitive three-line phrase over and over and over and over that would be Fucking Super, thanks
Commercials that just so blatantly have next to no effort put into them. The fucking Reeses commercials for example legitimately making me actively avoid buying Reeses cups right now. But even better. Just a few minutes ago a commercial came on where a student was sitting at a desk and he turned to the camera and said in a voice that was like (oh my god this is so impossible what ever will I do) "I have a THOUSAND word essay coming up due...". I just checked one of my more recent essays. That's A PAGE AND A FUCKING HALF OF TEXT. Like? I'm sorry, I didn't realize this was a 4th grader speaking, he looks rather like an adult. What can you even cram in to a thousand words????
My bedside lamp melted today. Apparently I had a 70 W bulb in it, when it was only designed to support up to 40 W.............and also I tried to use a hat as a lampshade.................which I guess you're not supposed to do. The point is, this is a problem that I did not know could happen to me, and now it's happened, and my room and entire apartment unit smells like burnt plastic. It's so bad. I've had every window open for two hours now and the smell's not better yet. Where am I supposed to sleep...................
people who pointedly don't understand why would anyone consider paypal.me flashing your legal name dangerous and breaching privacy (even if you aren't trans, that applies to ANYBODY) are so sheltered
Someone years back started sporking a really bad hentai manga, and stopped in the middle just when it was getting to reveals of an alluded-to "horrifying backstory". I'm really, really curious as to what the fuck it was, but I really don't want to look up uncensored originals of it.