Shoot the Wall (A.K.A. The Rant Thread)

[Pseudonym]

Ha, I've never heard of it!

[Artemis]

I highly recommend it, especially if you know and like Danny Kaye's humor. 

 

 

[Pseudonym]

I don't even know Danny Kaye!  :lol:

[Artemis]

Aw well, I still recommend it!  Everyone should know Danny Kaye!

 

You never saw "White Christmas" either?  That's a holiday classic.

 

 

[Pseudonym]

Nope. 

[Arcadia]

OMG, The Court Jester is a tradition in my family, everyone's forced to watch it at least once. My generation thinks it's the funniest movie ever made. The younger ones, not so much. What the heck do they know.

 

The knighting ceremony makes us laugh so hard it hurts. And the vessel with the pestle, OMG. I'm grinning ear to ear just thinking about it.

 

But I wouldn't want any of the songs lodged in my head either. You'd better not have infected me with that thing, Artemis, or else..... :p

[Artemis]

Heh heh heh, feel my pain...  :D

 

I think it's hilarious, but I also grew up with it, so I'm biased.  I could see a younger person not getting the humor.

 

 

"Yea, verily, yea..."

 

 

[Pseudonym]

Just got heckled out of the window of a lorry by bin men. For f*ck's sake, I DON'T CARE what you think about how I look or the way I'm dressed. I don't dress in the morning hoping that all the men I see in the day will find me attractive. What kind of response are you hoping for? Are you hoping I'll flash you as a reward for yelling something out of a window? I get leered at a fair bit, which irritates me enough, but to drop to the point of actually shouting stuff, what the hell is wrong with them? And I don't think they think it's flattering, I think they just do it to alleviate boredom in the hope I'll give them an amusing response. The comment was about the boots I was wearing rather than me personally, so that's something I guess, but they were obviously watching me as they waited to pull out on the main road trying to decide what to pick up on. It really bugs me, if I don't know you and I'm not talking to you just pretend I'm invisible please. 

[Artemis]

I wish our exigent library patrons would understand that I'm just a volunteer, not God.  They get so snarky with me and don't even seem to realize or care that, as a volunteer, there are some questions I'm either not allowed to answer or not given the answers to.  In fact I'm not supposed to be answering questions at all; volunteers are supposed to direct every question except "Where's the bathroom?" to the front desk.  I just do it to be nice and save them time, even though they're wasting mine.  And then they get all in a huff because I can't get them an answer instantaneously.  "Are you sure you're supposed to be working here?" is a common sneer.

Well excuse me.  I'm sorry I'm not allowed to give you a time slot for a computer (so you can be a 45-year-old man pretending to be a 15-year-old boy in a teen chat room... don't think I'm not watching you like a hawk).  I'm sorry I can't use my incredible mind powers to tell you where in space-time your transit request is located right that very moment.  I'm sorry I don't know on exactly which row of which section of which shelf you can find "How to Cook for Your Dog", or what the book jacket of Adrian Peterson's bio says, or the name of that one movie your kid saw that one time about that one guy who did stuff.  Do you see the word "omniscient" anywhere on my badge?  My job is to keep the information organized, not to find it for you.  If you've used the catalog and you still don't know where to look, there's a bunch of people sitting behind the reference desk getting paid to do a lot less work than I do for free.  Go over there and give them something to do other than surf the 'net, and let me do my job without your attitude.  Honestly.

Sometimes I wish I could become automated like that dead guy's hologram in "I, Robot".  "I'm sorry, my responses are limited.  You must ask the right question."


P.S.  It's a library, not a daycare.  It's not my job to babysit your kids while you let them run around unsupervised, screaming and knocking stuff over for me to pick up, so that you can chat up Lateisha on your phone.  Don't be a lazy parent.  Come by yourself, or teach your brats how to behave in public.  That's what you volunteered for.


- A Librarian's Rant

 

 

[Pseudonym]

I worked in a library for a while, and yup. People seem to think a library would be a lovely quiet peaceful place to work, but nope. I got yelled at by nutters wanting the computers, had to deal with the hordes of screaming kids you mention, constant sarcastic responses to genuine questions, people not leaving until way after closing time, bitchy managers, a guy who would come in, go on the computer, and masturbate. Apparently we weren't allowed to bar him even though we all knew what he was doing, we just had to watch him like a hawk to make sure he didn't go anywhere near the kids area. Plus every second of every day being planned out with military strictness - I used to get so depressed at times I'd just go hide in the toilets. 

With the people not leaving, it was funny how quickly the 'happy customer service' faces get switched off as soon as the pay stops. We'd stop getting paid at 8, and you've never seen a group of happy chatty people turn to menacing looming thugs so quickly when there are people dallying around after closing hours. 

Good on you for putting up with all that sh*t as a volunteer though, no way in hell would I have done it whilst not being paid.

[T.o.b.y]

Oh Artemis, I do feel sorry for you but that description is just so funny.

 

People like you do good work. I miss going to the library so much. The city where I went to university had a beautiful one with a large foreign language section. The little town I live in now has one room with mostly boring romance novels and cookbooks and the opening hours ensure that I can hardly ever go anyway.

[Van Buren Supernova]

Eh.. I don't understand why they have to be so rude to you while you already tried to explain that there are actually people who could help them. Geez.

Normally what gets me it's people who are supposed to help but decide not to help, and even so, most time I save my breath if I feel that they are bound with limitation from their superiors who are not doing their job.

 

Don't you hate people?!?

 

 

Me. Of course!!

Aiz, sorry if I have been ranting quite a lot.

 

Somehow I deduced correctly about someone's intention before she said it, that she wants something from me, what it is, add in with saying she is not going to get it from me.

Instead, I gave her a logical advice that should work like a charm if she had not lied through her teeth, but it wouldn't because I know she lies.

Now she hates me because she wrongly thought I'm kind, stupid and friendly. I despise people who tries to take advantage of genuinely kind people. Wrong tree. Piss off. Have I said I hate people?

 

And I'm kind of frustrated with my co-workers. In this critical time, make-shifts helps sent my way are horrendous.

First, I got the drama queen who b*tches and whines about her ONE, freaking one work to me who literally have to handle close to uncountable stuffs. Talks a lot then doesn't deliver anything in a month and she goes into unresponsive coma everytime I ask. And she appears very agreeable, capable and shinny in the face of the bosses while I constantly told them off for everything from indecisiveness or unreasonable expectation and mistreatment of others. Let them find out the truth about her themselves because I want nothing to do with her but most likely I would have to pick up her shit eventually that it's better she doesn't exist on the first place. Truth about me? They know and they hate me.

 

Second, many sirs blur a lot.

Not saying it has anything to do with intelligence, but I sort of understand Mycroft's world of goldfish. In the time when I have to crank up my 100%, I find that many can only take 30% at a time. As the result, I have to divide it into three or more painful slow phases patiently for every 100, while there are many hundred other percents I need to get done. It doesn't work with the time I have. Gah!!!

 

Third.

Motor mouth. Waste of time when you are talking about A and they spread attention to J. I literally and professionally have to say 'stop talking rubbish!'

 

Now I'm the most hateable person at work. Fcough them.

[Fantasy Lover]

I also have issues with my colleagues: I have a new job for two months now, enough time to get a sense of how long term working might be there. I don't like it, I think I might take a leaf out of Doe's book and start my own business. There's my new boss who seems nice but you don't want to piss her off, the majority of my colleagues are okay except two. I work in the magazine of a second hand store, our job consists of two things: one: secure clothes, two: mailing. One absolutely HATES mailing and complains throughout the whole thing and the other one talks about her private life, what happened to keep your work and private separate? I don't care about your inane chattering about your kids!

[Carol the Dabbler]

Everyone should know Danny Kaye!

 

You never saw "White Christmas" either? That's a holiday classic.

In my opinion, the movie "Holiday Inn" (which introduced the song "White Christmas") is the holiday classic, and the movie "White Christmas" is a second-rate ripoff. I will admit, however, that I'd much sooner watch Danny Kaye than Fred Astaire.

 

OMG, The Court Jester is a tradition in my family....

 

The knighting ceremony makes us laugh so hard it hurts. And the vessel with the pestle, OMG. I'm grinning ear to ear just thinking about it.

 

Oh -- *that* movie. I literally can't recall any of it except "the vessel with the pestle" (and so forth), but I am reasonably certain that was my least favorite scene. By far.

 

No accounting for taste, huh?

[Artemis]

In my opinion, the movie "Holiday Inn" (which introduced the song "White Christmas") is the holiday classic, and the movie "White Christmas" is a second-rate ripoff. I will admit, however, that I'd much sooner watch Danny Kaye than Fred Astaire.

 

I like "Holiday Inn" better than "White Christmas", but I think "White Christmas" is a more Christmas-specific movie than "Holiday Inn".  "Holiday Inn" feels more like a New Year's movie to me... maybe because of the closing song.  I agree that I'd rather watch Danny Kaye than Fred Astaire (overall).

 

 

[Arcadia]

I'd rather watch Danny Kaye be funny, but I'd rather watch Fred Astaire dance. Any time, any place, I'm always happy to watch him dance.

 

You lot are reminding me why I became self-employed. I can actually tolerate people more now that I don't have to work with them as much. ;)

[Shadow Dweller]

I noticed that a lot of role-players likes johnlock/sherlolly for OTP and their OC (99 % would be female)/Sherlock. Many times I wondered what attracted them to Holmes the youngest, is it the same type of attraction like many fans seems to harbor towards the leading male protagonist in their respective fandoms? Is it some sort of encoded in the (most) females genes to place themselves in the spot of at least potential love-interest of the main character? What might motivate them to do that, conscious and unconsciously?

[Carol the Dabbler]

I don't think that's too much of a mystery.  If you have a crush on a particular character, you tend to fantasize about meeting him/her, and it's only a short step from there to writing fanfic (or at least that's how it works for me).  I would assume that role-playing is similar.

[Shadow Dweller]

Crush. And why they 'prefers' that instead of directly fantasizing that they are the leading character himself instead of the love-interest who almost always the support character only?

[Arcadia]

I thought you were asking why girls crush on the main character instead of some other character? I suppose some primal instinct to procreate with the alpha male could be at work, but I think it's just as likely that the main character usually conforms to some standard of male beauty that women are conditioned to prefer. In other words ... Sherlock is cuter than Mycroft. :P
 
I was one of those who usually liked the sidekick better. George instead of Paul or John, Tonto instead of the Lone Ranger, Sam instead of Frodo, Spock instead of Kirk. I don't think that made me very unusual, though. And I'm certainly not consistent in that; I'll take Gibbs over DiNozzo any day, and of course I'm totally in thrall to Sherlock. I don't even know why; I think in real life I probably couldn't stand the guy.

 

Why don't girls imagine themselves as the lead character? I think a lot of them do in other fandoms, but in Sherlock's case it would be sort of beside the point, wouldn't it? The point, surely, is to imagine spending time helping and comforting Sherlock, not spending time being the miserable bastard? :D 

[T.o.b.y]

And also, in some cases, men and women are drawn to a work of fiction in the first place because they find themselves attracted to the main character.

[Pseudonym]

Is it spider season everywhere else? Great big massive buggers popping up everywhere. My boy cat has killed three, and there is one hiding somewhere in my office after running out from under a bag yesterday. Apparently conkers repel them so I need to go conker picking and fill my house with them.  

[Shadow Dweller]

I thought you were asking why girls crush on the main character instead of some other character? I suppose some primal instinct to procreate with the alpha male could be at work, but I think it's just as likely that the main character usually conforms to some standard of male beauty that women are conditioned to prefer. In other words ... Sherlock is cuter than Mycroft. :P

 

I was one of those who usually liked the sidekick better. George instead of Paul or John, Tonto instead of the Lone Ranger, Sam instead of Frodo, Spock instead of Kirk. I don't think that made me very unusual, though. And I'm certainly not consistent in that; I'll take Gibbs over DiNozzo any day, and of course I'm totally in thrall to Sherlock. I don't even know why; I think in real life I probably couldn't stand the guy.

 

Why don't girls imagine themselves as the lead character? I think a lot of them do in other fandoms, but in Sherlock's case it would be sort of beside the point, wouldn't it? The point, surely, is to imagine spending time helping and comforting Sherlock, not spending time being the miserable bastard? :D

 

That last point is what  is puzzling for me. Why helping and comforting instead of experiencing the adventure itself without being a sidekick? Do Sherlock looks like he needs comforting? I think he would need brain transplant first before that actually could ever hope to become reality. :facepalm: These Sherlock-groupies were often quickly becomes disillusioned when the Sherlock-player didn't react well to their character's advancement. Think about it, would Sherlock react well to a girl who appeared from nowhere and suddenly begins to stick to him like being glued with super-glue?

 

Male beauty? :P Sherlock's face was and is weird while Mycroft... fits with the role like well-made gloves. Not that I ever imagine myself being the latter's love-interest. Heck no, even as a child I never like the role of support, I'd rather go out and spearhead the action myself.

 

 

And also, in some cases, men and women are drawn to a work of fiction in the first place because they find themselves attracted to the main character.

 

Is it the same with people who get attracted to others who is displaying qualities they dream of having themselves? Qualities like confidence, courage to rebel against society-made constraints etc.

[T.o.b.y]

Is it spider season everywhere else? Great big massive buggers popping up everywhere. My boy cat has killed three, and there is one hiding somewhere in my office after running out from under a bag yesterday. Apparently conkers repel them so I need to go conker picking and fill my house with them.

What are conkers? Do tell. Anything that repels arachnids is welcome.

[Pseudonym]

 

It's the seed of the horse chestnut. They are also used in a game that gets periodically banned from British schools when there is some new hysteria about someone playing it and having their eye out.