Monday vent, anyone?

amelisha

I could use one...

I spent all weekend dealing with calls and texts from my parents, panicking because we planned to drive to the mountains on Sunday to ski (because there was tons of fresh snow) and they were worried about the roads. All night Saturday, while they knew I was having dinner with the in-laws, they were blowing up my phone with dire threats about the roads and forbidding us to drive. Yes, forbidding. I am damn near thirty years old and have been independent of my parents for more than ten years.

Meanwhile, FI is furious because the conditions were amazing for skiing but we had to stay home so that my parents weren't going to mad at him forever for driving in snowy conditions, the same as the ones we drive in more than six months of the year because we live in a frozen wasteland. If we didn't drive in the snow we would only be able to leave the house from May to September.

So I spent all of Sunday getting more dramatic texts and emails and voicemails from my parents, "Thank you soooooo much for not driving! We are so happy there won't be funerals before the wedding!" (which...oh my god. Are you effing serious with this? Could my eyes roll back any further in my head from your melodramatic nonsense?) and with a FI who's checking the ski conditions at our resort and telling me "Look at all the powder! It's sunny! It's like six degrees [celsius] out! There are no lines at the gondola!" and getting more and more upset.

It blew, guys.

I finally responded to one of the emails and told my mother that I love them and appreciate their advice but I cannot take any more panic and theatrics every time I drive anywhere for the rest of my life and that from now on, their commands are not welcome and that FI and I will stay in a hotel instead of at their place the night before we ski because I am not willing to be stuck in the middle of panicking parents and a furious FI again.

Anyone else have a Monday morning vent for me?

mikenberger

OMG. That would be awful. 

I don't really have a vent as of yet. Just that it's Monday and it's cold again. 

ShesSoCold

My vent?

I HATE MY FUCKING JOB AHHHJS:LFESFKKJSVCFFHWRFWC.

Thanks. I feel better. Kinda. 

flutteringinfl

I totally get that feels. Whenever I visit my father I feel like I regress to a teenager. He lives in upstate NY and last time I was there we were driving to Brooklyn to see my uncle. On the way my friend, who works in Manhattan, was texting with me about getting together. She offered to take a train to Brooklyn and I felt bad because she had another event later that night back in Manhattan, so I was trying to figure out if I could just take the train to Manhattan myself. And my dad was basically, "Terrible things happen on the subway! You can't go by yourself!" I'm also a couple years shy of 30 and I seriously felt like I was 16 saying, "But she takes the subway by herself every day and she never gets stabbed!"

I have a vent that I debated making a post about, then decided not to. But I'll vent if we're venting.

Yesterday morning as I was walking into the grocery store, this dude in a car yelled, "Hey!" I look, because I look when people yell Hey, in case I know them. And he gave me the most disgusting kiss lip face that failed so hard at being sexy. Ugh. So I gave him a dirty look and flipped him the bird. He laughed and said, "Be nice!" and drove away.

Ugh ugh ugh. I'm really grateful I haven't dealt with much bigger shit than that, but it was so gross. I kept thinking about how if I hadn't been wearing shorts, or if FI had been with me, it probably wouldn't have happened, and then I thought, "Eff that. It's hot out. I want to wear shorts. And I don't need a male bodyguard to signal to creeps that I am 'owned' or otherwise unavailable for catcalls." I hate how some people think this is okay to do, and tell themselves that if the woman reacts negatively, she just can't take a compliment! Lighten up! Some people have real problems!

Haaaaate people sometimes.

novella1186

ugh that would be so fucking annoying. I seriously would have just gone anyway because now you reinforced their bad behavior by letting it influence you to do what they wanted you to do. 

But I get it. My mom is super melodramatic too. I've had to tell her in the past that if she doesn't leave me alone I will block her number and her email. She left me alone. I was really 100% ready to block her (obviously not permanently, but until she settled down and had a cooling off period) because it just gets to be way way way too much. 

I'm also almost 30, and she's trying to control what I do with my hair for the wedding. My fucking hair. Ugh! 

lovegood90

Ahh! Why on earth would you give in to that nonsense? It will just make them think they can get away with that shit every time. That sucks though

I can relate, though. That kind of behavior is why I can only be at my mom's for 24 hours over any holidays before getting outta there.  

flyingfoxes

It's getting harder and harder to give a shit about coming in to work...but I gotta keep pretending because I have almost 3 months left and FI hasn't gotten his orders yet for the transfer to another state.  It's really hard to write their bullshit goals for the year when you know you're not going to be doing them.  I should write really big lofty bullshit ones. 

FI is finally listening to my concerns about FSS.  FSS wants his girlfriend to come to the wedding and stay at our house.  No problem - she's staying in the guest room.  FSS is whining about why can't she stay in his room, they're "both adults".  Um - you pay NOTHING towards your own upkeep and care - you're an adult in the age number only, and as long as you're in our house, you will follow our rules.  Don't like them - there's a glorious thing known as having your own place where you get to do what you want.  (he's not in danger of being kicked out, he's 19 and still in college but damn, he's gotta have some kind of nudge to WANT to move out eventually!)

mikenberger

mobride2015 said:

It's getting harder and harder to give a shit about coming in to work...but I gotta keep pretending because I have almost 3 months left and FI hasn't gotten his orders yet for the transfer to another state.  It's really hard to write their bullshit goals for the year when you know you're not going to be doing them.  I should write really big lofty bullshit ones. 

FI is finally listening to my concerns about FSS.  FSS wants his girlfriend to come to the wedding and stay at our house.  No problem - she's staying in the guest room.  FSS is whining about why can't she stay in his room, they're "both adults".  Um - you pay NOTHING towards your own upkeep and care - you're an adult in the age number only, and as long as you're in our house, you will follow our rules.  Don't like them - there's a glorious thing known as having your own place where you get to do what you want.  (he's not in danger of being kicked out, he's 19 and still in college but damn, he's gotta have some kind of nudge to WANT to move out eventually!)

I unenthusiastically adhered to my parents rules until I was 25 because they let me live rent free and pretty much free of all things in their house, which included my boyfriend had to sleep on the couch. But it was their house, not mine. Dude needs to move out if he wants to do whatever he wants. 

bethsmiles

amelisha said:

I could use one...

I spent all weekend dealing with calls and texts from my parents, panicking because we planned to drive to the mountains on Sunday to ski (because there was tons of fresh snow) and they were worried about the roads. All night Saturday, while they knew I was having dinner with the in-laws, they were blowing up my phone with dire threats about the roads and forbidding us to drive. Yes, forbidding. I am damn near thirty years old and have been independent of my parents for more than ten years.

Meanwhile, FI is furious because the conditions were amazing for skiing but we had to stay home so that my parents weren't going to mad at him forever for driving in snowy conditions, the same as the ones we drive in more than six months of the year because we live in a frozen wasteland. If we didn't drive in the snow we would only be able to leave the house from May to September.

So I spent all of Sunday getting more dramatic texts and emails and voicemails from my parents, "Thank you soooooo much for not driving! We are so happy there won't be funerals before the wedding!" (which...oh my god. Are you effing serious with this? Could my eyes roll back any further in my head from your melodramatic nonsense?) and with a FI who's checking the ski conditions at our resort and telling me "Look at all the powder! It's sunny! It's like six degrees [celsius] out! There are no lines at the gondola!" and getting more and more upset.

It blew, guys.

I finally responded to one of the emails and told my mother that I love them and appreciate their advice but I cannot take any more panic and theatrics every time I drive anywhere for the rest of my life and that from now on, their commands are not welcome and that FI and I will stay in a hotel instead of at their place the night before we ski because I am not willing to be stuck in the middle of panicking parents and a furious FI again.

Anyone else have a Monday morning vent for me?

I think you and SO might have the same parents! They pull crap like this all the time. We go camping every summer and every summer they freak out about it and think we're going to end up in some crazy life-threatening situation. They are just way too over-bearing. And it really frustrates me because I'm not used to that at all because my parents are the opposite.

As for my own vent, I think I need to start looking for a new job. The credit union I work for seemed like a company that treats it's employees well at first but the longer I work here the more I'm seeing that that isn't true. There's a lot of discontent among my co-workers. Friday is just one example: They went back and forth all day about whether or not I was working on Saturday. First they told me no, then said oh wait yes you are, then it was no again. I don't mind working Saturday but I want to know in advance. Then they sent out an e-mail saying because July 4 is a Saturday we would be closed on July 3, okay that's what every bank does but nice to know. Then an hour later they retract that and say they have to look into it. My co-worker said they did this last year - made all the hourly employees work but then the higher up salaried employees took the holiday off. And the members think that because it's a credit union and they are all part owners they get to treat me like crap when they come in. I need the paycheck so I'm not just going to quit but everyday I'm here it just makes me want to start looking for something else.

NowIamMrsKlein

Ugh. That sucks!

My Vent:

FI got ANOTHER paycut at work. So we are up to 10%. We're losing about 600$ a month now. Thankfully we've got the full cost of the wedding saved up otherwise I'm not sure what we would do. I'm just bummed because we moved away from our families to come up here so he could get in the hours he needed for an upgrade as well as easily save money for a downpayment. Now we need to re-evaluate all our spending. And there's still a very good chance he may get laid off. And my company is struggling too so a paycut may be immenint for me.

UGH! I mean, I know that we are super lucky that we have the savings to pay for our wedding and still have some left over. Thank god we've been smart about money. And a lot of people lost their jobs so we have to be thankful there too. It's just frustrating because we gave up our lives for this company with the promises they made....

Jells2dot0

I'm a serious emotional basket case right now. I'm usually as cold as ice when it comes to dealing with things. I'm just SO over being overweight from the steroids I was on and it's causing me to be majorly depressed. It's getting to me because there is absolutely NOTHING I can do to get this weight off of me. I've tried everything within the limits of what my doctor will allow me to do. I just have to wait until my metabolism decides to "wake up". I am such a "do-er" and I don't let anything get in my way, so I don't know how to handle this situation. Patience has never been one of my strong virtues.

knottie9c5ed33df4bbd226

My mom does something similar; even when she knows I am out with people, she will text me a bunch of times about things that do not need replies right then. I feel guilty if I don't respond but it's so annoying. She also will text me ANY TIME IT SNOWS and say "Roads are going to be bad". Thanks Mom, it's Chicago..I know.

amelisha

mikenberger said:

mobride2015 said:

It's getting harder and harder to give a shit about coming in to work...but I gotta keep pretending because I have almost 3 months left and FI hasn't gotten his orders yet for the transfer to another state.  It's really hard to write their bullshit goals for the year when you know you're not going to be doing them.  I should write really big lofty bullshit ones. 

FI is finally listening to my concerns about FSS.  FSS wants his girlfriend to come to the wedding and stay at our house.  No problem - she's staying in the guest room.  FSS is whining about why can't she stay in his room, they're "both adults".  Um - you pay NOTHING towards your own upkeep and care - you're an adult in the age number only, and as long as you're in our house, you will follow our rules.  Don't like them - there's a glorious thing known as having your own place where you get to do what you want.  (he's not in danger of being kicked out, he's 19 and still in college but damn, he's gotta have some kind of nudge to WANT to move out eventually!)

I unenthusiastically adhered to my parents rules until I was 25 because they let me live rent free and pretty much free of all things in their house, which included my boyfriend had to sleep on the couch. But it was their house, not mine. Dude needs to move out if he wants to do whatever he wants. 

Unless he ends up like me, having lived alone for more than ten years and STILL being told what to do, apparently.

Good lord. I can't belkieve how mad I am.

lacqueredlover

I'm exhausted.  Got home at almost midnight from a bachelorette party in NOLA and just am wiped out.  Too much food, too much drinking and dancing.  And it's cold here.  And I'm tired.  I just want a nap.

kvruns

and that is why I never tell my parents until after I go somewhere.  My mom is a nervous nelly with driving and is all afraid if she knows I'm going anywhere more than an hour away so anymore I just don't tell them until I get back and she asks what I did that weekend on the phone

lovegood90

kvruns said:

and that is why I never tell my parents until after I go somewhere.  My mom is a nervous nelly with driving and is all afraid if she knows I'm going anywhere more than an hour away so anymore I just don't tell them until I get back and she asks what I did that weekend on the phone

Haha, this is what I do!

Except when I went to Bali it coincided with a long weekend, and she asked if I was going to my hometown (where she lives) for the holiday, so I had to fess up. I said I was going somewhere else though.

I think I said Florida, or Montreal, somewhere where I knew she would deem "safe" (I'm not saying Bali's not, just that her irrational mind has all these ideas of what places far away are like) so that I wouldn't get a constant barrage of e-mails making sure I'm alive. Lo and behold, I still got 4!

paperpusher

My vent: I've got the @&$!ing FLU! And then, just to kick me in the nards some more, the prescription the dr insisted I should take cost me $125 AFTER insurance.

anjemon

My Monday vent is just that I am at work. And I want more days off! FI and I spent Wed - Sun in Chicago for a convention. He took today off because he thought we might get back late. I didn't, I was worried about taking too much time at a new job with the wedding in about a month. So that means he's at home doing nothing (okay, a few things) and I'm at work. We didn't even get home that late so I have no reason to complain other than I liked being on vacation.

chibiyui

This period. 

I usually have cramps one day and done. Awesome. Not this time. No. Day 4 of cramps. Thankfully, they're starting to quiet down, but I was popping Ibuprofen like candy this weekend.

yogapants

I don't have enough to do at work. I spend about 10 hours per week actually working and 30 hours faking it. This seems like a dumb complaint but it makes the day pass sooooo slowly. At least I was able to meal plan for the week and go to the grocery store on my lunch break.

mikenberger

omg omg omg omg omg

I HAVE A VENT NOW!!

MY WEDDING HAIR STYLIST QUIT.

I just had my trial with her on Saturday and my best friend got a phone call today about an upcoming appointment and that our mutual hairstylist is no longer at the salon anymore. She apparently walked in this morning and quit. Is this a big deal in the grand scheme of things? No. Absolutely not. I'm more worried about her and her well being. She seems to be having a lot of personal problems. So I reached out to her via text and expressed my concern, told her to call me if she needed something but I am slightly freaking out. I know updos are not difficult to do and I'll most likely be fine having someone else do my hair, but I really liked her and she did my hair like we were friends and she wanted me to look my best. 

Inkdancer

No vent. I got new clothes and ate pizza. 

Cookie Pusher

lacqueredlover said:

I'm exhausted.  Got home at almost midnight from a bachelorette party in NOLA and just am wiped out.  Too much food, too much drinking and dancing.  And it's cold here.  And I'm tired.  I just want a nap.

Did you see Lady Gaga while you were in NOLA? Apparently she was out bar-hopping.

novella1186

yogapants said:

I don't have enough to do at work. I spend about 10 hours per week actually working and 30 hours faking it. This seems like a dumb complaint but it makes the day pass sooooo slowly. At least I was able to meal plan for the week and go to the grocery store on my lunch break.

This is pretty much my situation. There are (rare) times when I get extremely busy with lots of projects, but my typical week is exactly how you described. It's boring and I don't like coming to work anymore. My boss has talked about giving me more to do but everything is on hold since our company is in the middle of an acquisition. I fuck around on the internet and come up with as many random things to do as possible, but the work day drags on and on. 

MadHops21

No one noticed my new hair cut FI or family or coworkers. 

novella1186

mikenberger said:

omg omg omg omg omg

I HAVE A VENT NOW!!

MY WEDDING HAIR STYLIST QUIT.

I just had my trial with her on Saturday and my best friend got a phone call today about an upcoming appointment and that our mutual hairstylist is no longer at the salon anymore. She apparently walked in this morning and quit. Is this a big deal in the grand scheme of things? No. Absolutely not. I'm more worried about her and her well being. She seems to be having a lot of personal problems. So I reached out to her via text and expressed my concern, told her to call me if she needed something but I am slightly freaking out. I know updos are not difficult to do and I'll most likely be fine having someone else do my hair, but I really liked her and she did my hair like we were friends and she wanted me to look my best. 

well shit, that is stressful! I'm sorry that happened! Maybe since you have a good relationship with the stylist, she can still come to your site and do your hair, without affiliation with the salon? Good luck! 

emmaaa

I was having an okay Monday until my assistant gave me her 2 week notice. She gets on my absolute last nerve half the time, but it's going to be a bitch to replace her.

APDSS22

emmaaa said:

I was having an okay Monday until my assistant gave me her 2 week notice. She gets on my absolute last nerve half the time, but it's going to be a bitch to replace her.

I totally understand this one.  Someone at work just put in her 2 week notice the week before last (out of the blue, I don't even know if she had a job lined up or was just sick of it or whatever.)  I had to rearrange my schedule to get trained for her job in a couple days.  I didn't even really know her all that well to like her or not but now I have to cover her job.  It's a lot more responsibility which I don't mind but I kinda feel like I got thrown to the wolves.

Not to mention that our stuff all has to magically move itself to the new house from this one and most of it is not even packed.  Oh, and DH got sent out of town on a business trip last minute so I get to do it myself with only the help of the dogs.  And then the headache started so I have pretty much zero motivation even though I know it needs to be done.

hellosweetie1015

So I just really want the rest of the day to go quickly. I have an appointment at three, which means I get to leave at 2:45, and I just want to GO. 

Also I just don't want to life today. I just want to have one more weekend day because I don't know where my weekend went.

ALSO ALSO I have chocolate chip devil's food cake at home and I meant to bring a piece to eat here at work but forgot and now I'm sad because I have to wait until I get home to eat cake. 

All the stupid, silly sads.

charcoalandblush

Ugh. I've had this stupid half-assed migraine since Saturday afternoon and I just want it GONE! I've had migraines fairly regularly since I was 7 years old. The past 4 or 5 years they've become less and less frequent, but I still get them occasionally. I started getting a headache Saturday afternoon, and I think it's a migraine, but it's not a really bad one. My head won't stop feeling like someone drove an ice pick through it, and I've hardly eaten anything because I honestly have no appetite, but I don't have the floaters and extreme light sensitivity that I normally do with migraines. Which honestly sucks in a totally different way, because it's not bad enough that I can justify missing work or anything, I'm just stuck here being miserable in my office. Ughhhhhhhh

theycallmelinz

So my Monday was going decently until I get a call from the woman who is going to perform my marriage ceremony saying, "Sorry honey, they told me at the courthouse that I'm not able to marry you guys." My wedding is in NINETEEN DAYS. This was followed by several WTFs from me, then me sobbing on the phone to FI because there's no one else I want to marry us, and I don't want to go to the courthouse to make it "real" because I want our wedding day to be the day we've been planning for for 11 goddamn months.

Apparently, my minister was at the courthouse this morning filing a business license, and while she was there she decided to also ask about the process for filing marriage licenses because she hasn't done it in several years. She is told by some woman at that office that only ministers who are sanctioned by a church in Alabama are able to perform marriage ceremonies. My minister got ordained online, and according to Nancy-Knows-Best at the courhouse, that doesn't count.

So after sobbing on the phone and then collecting myself, I gear up to start plotting the demise of Roy Moore (Alabama's supreme court justice who won't let any judges perform marriage ceremonies in Alabama because he hates gay people but surely God is okay with this), and then I calm down a bit and call the probate office and demand to know how they are going to tell me that my minister can't perform my marriage ceremony because her ministry isn't "recognized by Alabama" when it doesn't say anything about that in the Code of Alabama (I seriously read it all this morning. ) The very nice lady on the phone apologizes to me and tells me she isn't sure who told us that because they do not have the authority to tell anyone who can or cannot perform marriage ceremonies, and that as long as the minister is ordained through any church, even online, she should be able to do it within the guidelines of Alabama law. She also said she had no idea who Nancy Know It All was.

SO, we are going to proceed as planned, and if they give me any grief when we mail in the license I'm going to burn that fucking place to the ground.