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It's funny when you go to Youtube to find a commercial, and you get the same commercial as the commercial that's before the commercial you came to view.


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I not only hate that I have to go back to work tomorrow after 2 weeks off, but that it will be -5 when I go in. :gah:
 
I hate that all the major browsers on mobile default their view of websites to a mobile view instead of desktop view, without a global setting to make all sites a desktop view. I'm on my third tablet now, all of them could display a full website nicely. I hate making the change in view for individual sites. So stupid.
 
Why not use Adblock plus? No sane human being should be subjected to ads on Youtube. :lecture
Or anywhere else on the internet, for that matter.
It's not like there's not enough ads out there with posters, banners, transparencies, TV, radio, phones, etc.
 
I hate that all the major browsers on mobile default their view of websites to a mobile view instead of desktop view, without a global setting to make all sites a desktop view. I'm on my third tablet now, all of them could display a full website nicely. I hate making the change in view for individual sites. So stupid.

Same here. So much for them being like a laptop.
 
I hate that I find it as hard to get out of bed when I'm in it as I find going to bed at a reasonable hour. If only I could transfer my intense desire to go back asleep to about 1-2am. (Even that would be late for some people) But its just not the same kind of tiredness by then. It isn't powerful enough to overwhelm my desire to stay up ridiculously late. But then when my wake-up alarm goes off ''the next day'' I despise life and all of existence for about an hour or more.

I also hate when people talk to me during this period and are expectant of any kind of response other than grunts. That's problematic when I'm at work.
 
Almost getting into an argument on Facebook. I hate having arguments on this forum where all parties have anonymity let alone where there is none and all your friends and family will see it play out. :lol **** that. Very offputting experience even though it didn't come to anything major.
 
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I hate that I find it as hard to get out of bed when I'm in it as I find going to bed at a reasonable hour. If only I could transfer my intense desire to go back asleep to about 1-2am. (Even that would be late for some people) But its just not the same kind of tiredness by then. It isn't powerful enough to overwhelm my desire to stay up ridiculously late. But then when my wake-up alarm goes off ''the next day'' I despise life and all of existence for about an hour or more.

I also hate when people talk to me during this period and are expectant of any kind of response other than grunts. That's problematic when I'm at work.
I second this lol I work 5pm to 1:30 am so tend to stay up till 5am, so when wife wakes me at 10 or 11, I'm a grumpy a hole.
 
I hate that I find it as hard to get out of bed when I'm in it as I find going to bed at a reasonable hour. If only I could transfer my intense desire to go back asleep to about 1-2am. (Even that would be late for some people) But its just not the same kind of tiredness by then. It isn't powerful enough to overwhelm my desire to stay up ridiculously late. But then when my wake-up alarm goes off ''the next day'' I despise life and all of existence for about an hour or more.

I also hate when people talk to me during this period and are expectant of any kind of response other than grunts. That's problematic when I'm at work.

The hell that was opening up the front of the supermarket at 6am twice-weekly in my shift cycle was compounded by the back-dock guy who'd let me in. Greg was an extroverted simpleton chav who was always cheery. I'd clear the hurdle that was his inexplicably happy morning greeting and progress through the 24hr piped music track to the next hurdle of flicking on the light switch, which would set off in sequence endless rows of humming fluorescent lights. For the next half hour he and I would be the only people in the shop. Occasionally Greg would be sick, and his replacement would be a big, young, gruff guy who wore his disdain for his job like a tailored suit. Whenever the back-dock door opened to his miserable expression and barely audible grunt of acknowledgement - which I returned in kind - those mornings weren't half as bad, and the half hour we'd each spend grunting at each other until the first checkout operator arrived were good times, good times.
 
I hate that I find it as hard to get out of bed when I'm in it as I find going to bed at a reasonable hour. If only I could transfer my intense desire to go back asleep to about 1-2am. (Even that would be late for some people) But its just not the same kind of tiredness by then. It isn't powerful enough to overwhelm my desire to stay up ridiculously late. But then when my wake-up alarm goes off ''the next day'' I despise life and all of existence for about an hour or more.

I also hate when people talk to me during this period and are expectant of any kind of response other than grunts. That's problematic when I'm at work.

This is so me! :lol
 
I second this lol I work 5pm to 1:30 am so tend to stay up till 5am, so when wife wakes me at 10 or 11, I'm a grumpy a hole.

The hell that was opening up the front of the supermarket at 6am twice-weekly in my shift cycle was compounded by the back-dock guy who'd let me in. Greg was an extroverted simpleton chav who was always cheery. I'd clear the hurdle that was his inexplicably happy morning greeting and progress through the 24hr piped music track to the next hurdle of flicking on the light switch, which would set off in sequence endless rows of humming fluorescent lights. For the next half hour he and I would be the only people in the shop. Occasionally Greg would be sick, and his replacement would be a big, young, gruff guy who wore his disdain for his job like a tailored suit. Whenever the back-dock door opened to his miserable expression and barely audible grunt of acknowledgement - which I returned in kind - those mornings weren't half as bad, and the half hour we'd each spend grunting at each other until the first checkout operator arrived were good times, good times.

This is so me! :lol

A popular hate then :D

Great story Lejuan, well told. :lol

Sounds like we'd all be understanding morning co-haters if we worked together. Communication by way of drawled mutters, half-hearted pointing gestures and some classic Zombie-walking. We wouldn't get mad at eachother, we'd be too tired for that.
 
I hate when I first get to work and there's always that one person who has to say Good Morning all cheery and such, almost singing it. :monkey4
 
I hate when I first get to work and there's always that one person who has to say Good Morning all cheery and such, almost singing it. :monkey4

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There's this ******* Walmart greeter here who says, "Welcome to your happy/friendly Walmart," like he's throwing a brick at your head. He does it even if you ignore him. Same canned intonation every time.

Some morning, he's gonna take a bullet and not one tear will be shed.
 
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