The Ingratitude Thread

I am ungrateful for a lot of dog-related bullshit. I am ungrateful dogs are relegated to be surrogate children for women who you can hear their last ovum weeping and dying in their ovary follicles as they drone on and on about how their Precious Princess the Bichon Frise needs to get her dog clothes and pet-pedicure and grooming or otherwise she'll be sad. I'm sorry, you sad woman, but dogs don't care. A dog's math to a good day was a good run, something to eat and a nap.

 

I'm ungrateful for people who can't accept the simple truth that bullies will almost always stop when you grow some balls and fight back.

 

I'm ungrateful that my husband is having a loud cell phone conversation in the living room, thus interrupting my after-work TV binge.

 

I'm ungrateful for my minds ability to wander and dwell on things I know aren't true but make me paranoid and sad.

 

I'm ungrateful for anyone who thinks I'm a tranny, closeted or otherwise.

 

I'm ungrateful for people thinking my lips had lip gloss on. They're naturally that color!

 

I am ungrateful for passive aggression. I much prefer aggressive aggresion

 

I am ungrateful for the useless human beings that look for any excuse to be outraged and offended by anything. People really need to understand that just because some inane behavior or action offends them that nobody is required to give a flying fuck about their feelings.

Plenty of things that other people do and say bother me but I keep that shit to myself because I understand that they have a right to do it and just because I don't like it does not mean they aren't allowed to partake. The people that have seemingly made a career being professionally outraged need to shot into the sun.

 

I am ungrateful for social obligations that should theoretically be fun, but that realistically just take away from time that I could be sleeping or taking a bath or generally doing nice, relaxing alone-time activities.

I am also ungrateful for the conversation I had in prison with a client today, because she has somehow convinced herself I am engaged to her baby daddy. Verbatim, she said "This is embarrassing for me, but how am I supposed to ask my caseworker if she's fucking the father of my child?" So awkward. So dumb. So crazy.

 

I'm ungrateful for northern Indiana drivers. Fuck these inconsiderate, accident causing, cell phone talking, small children not in car seats, non blinker using fucks.

I'm ungrateful for Mizzou playing like dog shit right now.

I'm ungrateful for the impending winter of doom that is supposed to make last year look like a few cool days and a light dusting.

 

I am ungrateful for large groups of people from the UK who needlessly clog up my bar and refuse to tip.
Cheers mate is not an acceptable gratuity and I give zero fucks about how you did it where the queen lives. Also learn how to order more than one drink at a time if you have a group of 5 order all the drinks at once. Finally I don't care if you like ice or not all of you are getting as much as I can cram in the glass

 

I am ungrateful for:
people who think it's 'mean' to train their dogs.
the drivers in this state and their confusion at zipper merging.
people who think it's cute for 'little dogs to act big', and to laugh when the fucking mutt snaps at me.
triage nurses who think they need to flex, rather than listen.
whatever ingredient is in my dogs' food that is making them fart.

 

I'm ungrateful to any crazy-cat lady who hoards up on half-feral ditch lions to just slay all the small wildlife around me. I've had to trap and euthanize a ton of mangy ferals who kept fighting with my cats. And my dogs have beaten up a bunch of them as well. Finally, our nutty neighbor began spaying her barn cats and suddenly we didn't also have hungry coyotes always near my house, looking for cats and other meals. I love cats, but I fucking hate ferals.

I'm ungrateful for people who think that Facebook is a private journal.

I'm ungrateful for people who think cupcakes are superior to muffins.