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I was drinking vodka soda. Total bullshit. If it’s only for shots, say shots. Drinks definitely connotes basic cocktails like liquor and mixer.

I informed the nurse that I have albuterol and prenatals with me and she said that if I were to take them, they’d have to be checked into the hospital, given back to me, and they’d charge me for “administering my medication”.

Hospitals are a joke smh

I missed my train for 5 minutes because my bus came to the station with a delay. Now I have to wait for 4.5 hours for the next one, on which there were no seats, so I'll have to stand for another 7 hours.

It's MILDLY infuriating, because I have a nice place to wait while watching anime☺️ Could be worse😀

Edit: The bus was international and we were stuck on the border for 6 hours and 5 minutes. I had 6 hours to spare, actually, and expected to cross the border in like 2 hours, as usual. But this time there were a few stupid unexpected coincidental reasons for the delay😭 I'm not blaming anyone, trains are running on schedule, I just thought that it's ridiculous to ride for 12 hours and miss so tiny time of 5 minutes 😅

There were no glass between us, and it was like having a dinner for four. We could hear perfectly what they were saying to each other and the same thing goes for them too.

I understand that if there are few customers, usually restaurants try to put them in the same area so it’s easier to clean at the end of the shift, but there were also other tables nearby but not attached to ours

My wife will not take her keys out of her car at night, it drives me insane. Every night before I go to bed I have to go outside and search for her keys so I can bring them inside, there’s nothing in the car worth stealing so I’m not worried about locking it as much as I am someone stealing the car. Tempted to call one of my good friends to come take the car out of the driveway one night while we are sleeping to teach her a lesson

I have no issue with ignoring the button, except that it visually blocks some data. Having to scroll a bit to see what it's blocking is mildly infuriating.
(I haven't checked yet if you can disable it like the lazy bum I am)

I received a response…..

Have I really been going there for years?
Yes. About 10 years, off and on. The owner knows me by name, knows my stepdaughter by name, did my wedding nails, and I know her very sweet goldendoodle.

Was this always a tiny one-person salon?
No. It’s roughly 2,000 sq ft with about 10 pedicure chairs, 6 nail stations, waxing, etc. The one-person private salon setup is new.

When was I last there?
August 2025.

Why the gap?
It was honestly a really heavy year, and my toes were not exactly the crisis requiring intervention. If the marriage/divorce saga is of interest, my post history is open for business.

Did I demand a next-day appointment or expect to be squeezed in?
No. I asked if they happened to have availability because I was free. I’m also a sole business owner, so “we do not have room for you tomorrow” is not a concept I struggle to grasp.

Why did I say I was “fired”?
Because it was a joke. I was not on payroll. No severance package is forthcoming.

Why does the gift card matter?
My husband gave it to me for Christmas because this was a salon I actually went to. It was not something I pulled from the depths of a junk drawer next to an expired Bed Bath & Beyond coupon.

TL;DR: “My” nail salon turned out to be more of a limited-membership situation. I missed the six-month cutoff, became a new client, and apparently lost my right to pass Go and collect the disposable flip-flops

*UPDATE on Nail Gate HERE

Apparently my nail salon has an attendance policy. Been going here for years, got my nails done for my wedding. Now I’m just trying to get a divorce pedicure…I guess not.

Edit to add: The gift card was one of his final gifts to me this past Christmas. Not expired.

this was for banana ice cream. and yeah, we had to leave it out a bit to defrost a little so we can actually peel them. But then she ABANDONED me whe SHE got them out so there are currently partially frozen bananas on the bench aaaaaaaaajswhjheh jdj

Edit: they defrosted. thanks for the tips everyone 👍

Edit 2: i made it into a smoothie

This was supposed to be a chocolate mousse. It tastes so bitter with an underlying banana taste.

EDIT: Just to clarify, my mother is NOT abusive and she does NOT have an eating disorder. I was just complaining about how strict she was. Please stop commenting stuff like that.

EDIT 2: I was just annoyed I didn't get chocolate mousse when I was promised to. It's rude to assume things about her and me. I just thought other people would share similar experiences and that it would be fun to read.

I was confused about the first note, because stall 92 had something other than a pickup in it the first day (the notes are from 92). I parked pretty much identical the 2nd day (when I got the other 2 notes), which is shown in the picture. My bumper is against the wall. I just emailed management and told them to move me to a different spot

Walked in today to the second occurrence of the disgusting man pad. Found in the men's bathroom in a hot factory.

Hate is a strong word.

I’ve heard my entire husband’s side of the family gripe about grandma (Dad in Law’s mom) for about a decade now. It always seemed like little things that just made me sad for her because ‘aww she’s just old.’

Well. Grandma came over with the fam for a quick visit. Just a pass through. Maybe 40 minutes.

In that time, grandma makes her way up to my tiny garden up the hill and starts plucking away at my peppers. Proudly shows me the load and tells me I wasn’t paying attention to my garden because I had all these peppers ready.

They were all green.

I told her they were red peppers and hadn’t had the chance to turn red yet. Her response: “Well they won’t turn red now.”
And just walked off.

If there had been SOME REMORE OR APOLOGY, I could get past it but it was her “sucks for you” old ass attitude…. Thank god my husband understands because the way I ranted and raved that afternoon.

I’ve been training with him for about 3 months now. I’ve renewed sessions twice. He texted me this last night….. as if I’m responsible for his finances and his breakup with the mother of his child. I don’t even know how to respond.

I had a bit of an easier time with Donnie Darko, but Fargo and Seven are giving me hell. Wondering if the sun baked the coating somehow, isopropyl helped loosen up some of it but I’m going to rub a hole right through my poster it seems