girl where i live in norman, oklahoma won a million dollors off one of those things last year!
I don’t even know if any games are even going on right now. what kinds of games do people play anyway? Alls I know is this dude is busy with a big move, and I haven’t talked or seen him much. I don’t know a lot about this whole dating/relationship scene because I’ve been single my whole life. By the way, being single rules and its underrated! I don’t know what to make of anything right now, but I’m gonna sit back and take the ride.
You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?
Stupid Bullshit!
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Know who doesn’t play games? Older women. I just started seeing a woman I’ve known since 5th grade and she’s wonderful. She tells me EXACTLY what she wants. No games involved. It’s beautiful. My favorite line from her is “I’m over 40. I don’t have time for bullshit.”
My advice to Steve-O: get yourself a cougar!!!
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Damn right. Nice to finally see us Spartans take them down this weekend. Thank Gawd…
Stevo
Broken things. sometimes it feels like everything is broken.
The rampant misconception that Obama’s plan calls for an increase of taxes to small businesses.
Often, salad dressings that NEED that little topper that minimizes the flow don’t get one, but the ones that are thick and creamy and pour slowly, or otherwise have the same consistency throughout whether or not you shake ‘em first … you guessed it, THOSE get the flow reducer topper. Talkin’ to you, Ken’s.
Slowing down on the on-ramp. you’re supposed to accelerate to the speed of the other drivers; that’s how merging works. maybe that info hasn’t been circulated enough yet.
Discourtesy at the courtesy counter. You know? I want polite service, where I’m regarded as a human being. That said, I try and make a point of showing my appreciation when service is good. The Dunkin Donuts on RI-146 south-bound? Highly recommended. Clear drive thru speaker, quality employees asking the right questions and giving you your total before you drive up. Good stuff. Gears not ground there. Just beans I guess.
LOL…Sorry that’s classic…especially the part about the Ken’s salad dressing.
People who feel the need to accelerate and get around me before the 2 lanes merge into one. This is especially aggravating when the person is right behind me in the left lane, and decides to punch it around me to get right in front of me.
Congrats asswipe, you just gained 8 whole feet, while forcing me to slam on my brakes, and risk getting rear-ended. All the while, you can sing and bop along to the newest Daughtry song, oblivious to the aggrivation you left in your wake.
So… when I pull up beside you at the next light, and let a loogie fly onto your passanger window, please… don’t look so surprised.
noisy little vibrations from the plastic’s in the car, u know those little rattles have to turn on the radio to ignore them, they eat at my soul
bud selig, he really grinds the gears
^ Nothing’s ever easy in Philly right?
people that jump in line. not the gymnastic type.
the colts on mondaynight football AND the possible last game of the world serries on at the same time last night. and me being on house arrest and not a b-dubs surrounded by tvs beer and wings.
oh sorry, I wasn’t talking about your situation specifically, I just was reading the thread and it seemed to kinda take on a ‘playing games’ theme in general. I was just adding my 2 cents about the topic.
As far as ‘games’ people like to play, there are many of them. There is the ‘jealousy game’ (my old personal favorite), where you make your partner jealous by mentioning stupid shit like how attractive some other girl is, maybe a sister or good friend, or perhaps telling a story about what a fun time you had with one of your ex’s. There are ‘controlling games’, where you try to control things you and your partner do, or who your partner is ‘allowed’ to hang out with. There is the ever popular ‘guess why I’m pissed’ game, which only makes the situation worse and lengthens the whole process. There are ‘manipulation games’, where you try and overwhelm a situation to your favor by stretching truths or making outrageous accusations to garner opinion in your personal favor…these are just a few off the top of my head.
^^^the point is getting past all this nonsense. I used to take part in all that cause I thought that’s what relationships were about, but I fianlly realized that all of that is just a waste of time and resources. Once you learn to flow with the go in a relationship, then you really have success. People that are married for 50 years plus don’t do little petty bullshit like that to each other. They accept their mate for who they are and love them for it. just my little personal take on relationships.
^man, all those games sound stupid. who comes up with this shit?
^is that you, Glenn?
remember when we said we would get married if we were still 35 and single, haha!
being in a long distance relationship that has gone on longer than planned grinds my gears. no games, really. just never seeing one another except every 4 to 6 months.
i’m about done.
^^ The queen of awkward comments. 
Let’s see…what’s bugging me today? $1.25 for a cup of coffee seems a little obscene. I mean it can’t cost more than a few pennies per pot to make.
People that are still obsessed with the Heath Ledger as the Joker. Get over it.
People that spend a lot of time making a Halloween costume and then make me look bad because I just bought a $5 skeleton costume from the grocery store.
I guess my biggest thing is that work weeks are too damn long and I don’t feel like I have enough time to do all the things that I want to do. We should work 3 days and get 4 days off. It’s just that we’d need to work 3 14 hour days, but I’d take that over 5 8 hour days anytime.
What else? Harmonicas. I mean you need a different one for every key. Sounds like someone’s trying to pull a fast one on us. What if you had to buy a different guitar for each key you wanted to play in? Plus the people that play Harmonica and nothing else, but consider themselves musicians…fuck 'em.
I don’t like how a clip-on tie is considered any less professional than one you actually tie. If anything I think it should be the opposite way. Us pro’s don’t have time to tie a tie over and over in the morning to get it to look right.
When that girl at work ditches you for lunch because she needs to get a new Disney movie and then you’re like “why the hell do I want to go for lunch with her anyway?”…but yet your a pussy and tell her you can go tomorrow.
The social club. Like you have to be part of this club to be “social”.
People on pretty much every other discussion board except the OKP. I’ve ranted about that one before, so I’ll leave it be.
People that stop suddenly in front of you in the street, when getting off the train, or any other walking based arena.
This woman completely stopped in the middle of the cheese isle today. There was another woman on the other side with two kids who was doing her own thing and the woman that had stopped was just standing there looking into space. I said excuse me to try and get past and she didn’t hear me so I had to say it again and she gave me a really dirty look and tutted as I went past. Bitch.
^A similar thing happened to me today. I was going up a flight of stairs on my way to a class, and this group of girls were taking their sweet time ahead of me, completely blocking the stairs so I couldn’t walk around them. Then they actually stopped right in the middle of the stairway, blocking me and the 20 other kids behind me. I said “excuse me”, and pushed my way through them, and they looked at me like I was the one doing something wrong.
Also, The Messiah delaying the World Series grinds my gears a little.
Harry: So you got fired again, eh?
Lloyd: Oh yeah. They always freak out when you leave the scene of an accident, ya’ know?
Harry: Yeah, well, I lost my job too.
Lloyd: Man, you are one pathetic loser. No offense.
Harry: No, none taken. You know what really chaps my ass though? I spent my life savings turning my van into a dog. The alarm alone cost me two hundred.
Lloyd: Hey, chicks love it. Its the shaggin’ wagon.
My Wife and not in that good grinding way either…she can’t help it though she has a birth defect…She was born female.