Things that piss you off

[Turbro]

Over here it varies from state to state, but in Kentucky it's things like

One of my questions was bodaciously "what is the meaning of this sign?" and the following picture.

[Rinoko]

Well now I feel like an idiot, I was one missed answer away from failing my written driver's test in California.

[D-vid]

Over here it varies from state to state, but in Kentucky it's things like

One of my questions was bodaciously "what is the meaning of this sign?" and the following picture.

Over here we've got a good mix of "stuff that any idiot should know" to "stuff that will probably never happen to you but have to know anyway just in case" of varying difficulties. The more basic the question, the worse it gets counted if you answer it wrong, so answering that wrong would give you like 5 negative points or so when you're allowed to get 10 negative at most.

[Valbrandur]

What sort of questions do they ask on driving tests in Iceland?

Over here it varies from state to state, but in Kentucky it's things like
"You are driving and hear the sirens of an approaching emergency vehicle. Do you:
A. Race
B. Stop where you are
C. Pull over to allow them to pass
D. None of the above"

and

"You are driving and see a small grandmother collapsed in the road. Do you:
A. Mow that granny DOWN
B. Swerve and crash
C. Brake before hitting her, then call for help
D. Drive around her and ignore her"

Well, it was mostly "what does this sign mean, who's got the priority to go first at the crossroad, where can you stop your car, what to do if your car breaks at a crossroad," and so on. All straightforward and the first half mostly deals with the crucial stuff although there is some less important stuff as well.

I messed up on the traffic signs though, the quick list of signs in the back of the study book doesn't cover all of the signs' functions.

7 wrong answers maximum, 2 wrong answers maximum in A half, 5 in B half. I got 4 in the A half unfortunately which were all about traffic signs and who has priority in the traffic.

Like one sign which I've never actually seen before until that test, showing that you're in a certain residential area and I didn't cross the option about the sign meaning that children can play in the daisies road. Got a red mark for that.

[Toddv1997]

So since the last meeting for the thing, a month ago. NOTHING HAS BEEN DONE No Flyers for the fundraiser in 2 days, no logo being made, no business cards. NOTHING. Mom's ex boyfriend never started dinner till 8, in which he burned half of it, Storm is here, Almost left the laptop at the hotel where the meeting was. Today Fucking Sucks

[shazza]

did i ever tell you guys that one of our neighbours wants to snuff us because we have security cameras and they deal cocaine? yeah that's a thing

today they also pulled a gun on my other neighbour

guess who was already on the verge of panic attacks every time i went outside??

guess who is not going outside ever at all again except to work?

at least they'll get evicted now

[[Citation Needed]]

Jesus, Shazza.

I think you should move. I know it is so much easier said than done, but daisies. Pick up your house and put it somewhere else if you can't move into a different one. I don't know how you can live there.

[shazza]

yeah no i had a breakdown last night after i posted that and kyle pretty much told management this morning 'they leave or we do' and they gave us some bullshit so we're leaving. like, sunday. the park has investors that can/will come tomorrow to look at the house and it could be sold before next week.

we'll bunk at my mom's house while we look for an actual house to buy (all our parents are willing to help but my parents have a massive fucking house. so more room for all my pets etc.) it sucks and we'll have to put most of our stuff in storage and i will have to either quit my job that i've only been at for not even two months or get transferred bc my parents live an hour from here, but it's better than living the next few months in agonizing paranoia and anxiety. fortunately there's plenty houses in the area we are interested in moving to that are affordable, so hopefully we can get a good realtor to help us out and we won't have to be a burden for very long.

[Sarducar]

How the hell is a drug dealer that pulls guns on people still free? Do the police just not care?

[shazza]

lol no

this is a 'poor' area and populated mostly by minorities. why would they care. we've called the cops about people shooting here twice in the last couple months and nobody ever showed.

the neighbours are known dealers and are on the DEA last but apparently these threats are not enough to get them arrested or evicted.

[Sarducar]

Well daisies. Good luck with moving. That's such a scary and unsafe situation. Shame on the people who let it continue.

[[Citation Needed]]

If you don't want to know the details of my parental problems for the last couple years then don't read this.


So my dad has been on this slow meltdown since his mother passed away a few years back. He is crazy - actually, seriously crazy. Like, according to doctors and everything.

I thought he had, uh, peaked? when he tried to choke my brother so we all packed up and ditched him and got restraining orders for like five years.

In the time since then (exactly 1 year ago, almost), he has attempted to fuck with our lives in any way he could. He nearly got arrested when Mom split their insurance policy up into two separate accounts so he had no control over it anymore (it was missed in the divorce court stuff). The system automatically sent him a notification email.

Well, one hour later he showed up (we were told this story by the owner of the place). He flipped his shit, because if he was ever for anything it was controlling the lives of others.
The poor insurance secretary was terrified for her life. She started crying and hid in the back while Dad shouted and swore at the top of his lungs and pounded his fists and screamed and acted like a 52 year old overweight, hairy toddler. in lieu of calling the cops, the owner of the place (a big, burly body builder guy) just bodaciously threw dad out and locked the door.

after that, all was silent on the dad news front

until yesterday

turns out he donated all his pants to the local thrift store and now exclusively wears dresses and calls himself Terry. Eye witness reports all say that he has died his hair blonde and had it curled, got his ears pierced, and wears bright red lipstick.

disclaimer: i have nothing against crossdressing. he spent 52 years with no interest in it until two years into his brain breaking down. seems to me to be a byproduct of the insanity instead of a hobby or dismorphia or something.


I just really want to move away and never have to deal with this stuff ever again.
Dad's brain can continue to melt down, but I want to be 10 hours away when he hits the whatever the next stage is. Will he shoot up the hospital he works at? Will he break into our house and stab us in our sleep? He's already banned from the grounds of the school my mom teaches at (he used to be a janitor there) because of a legitimate fear felt by faculty and school parents that he may go Sandy Hook. They installed high-tech locks on all the doors for the SOLE PURPOSE of keeping him out.


brb moving to europe
can someone hide me in germany, they have tasty food there

[Airra]

I never got on a personal level with my father. What I hear, and have had it backed up by both involved parties, he started screaming at my older brother (age eight, at the time) and threatening to throw him down the stairs. Mom intervened and shoved him instead. He ran outside and drove away. Mom took me and my two brothers and we left for Tennessee.

Three years ago, he decided to come up and visit for the first time in fourteen (or sixteen, I can't age math) years after one of my Grandparents informed him that we were going through financial troubles.

We were staying at a motel at the time. Blah blah blah, bad internet, summer heat, blah blah. He knocked on the door and instantly started trying to catch up on the missed years.

It was actually kind'a pleasant for the first few hours. He took everyone to get some nice meals, paid to have the van repaired and such stuff. Mom admitted that he seemed genuinely changed from the last time we met.

But then he kept talking.

And talking.


And talking.


He just wouldn't stop talking.



And he was talking a lot.


Now, talking on its own isn't bad. I know that.
It was the subjects he chose to talk about, however.

He'd go on about how everyone that he ever met had something against him. How people are trying to kill him all the time. Stuff about drugs and other taboo subjects. He also mentioned how someone he lived with has tried to run him over (on two different occasions, same person, they still lived together).

It eventually lead to him talking about the time Mom shoved him down the stairs, and he started trying to turn us against her. And this was the last straw and he had to leave.

It devolved into a fight between the two of them. There was lots of yelling. Screaming. Sudden volume increases of forceful vocal tones.

It became loud and lasted for half an hour.

He then started tossing out profanities everywhere, got in his car and drove back to Georgia.

Then he started calling. Constantly. Leaving angry voicemails and text messages (with the most atrocious spelling; was I REALLY related to this person?!).

Eventually, he started calling the motel lobby and they got fed up and kicked us out. We never even did anything wrong.

At this point, we had nowhere left to go. All of the cheddar went to paying for that room at the motel and absolutely NO ONE wanted to hire anyone for anything. We were left with one last option.

We called my Grandma in Florida (his mother), and she offered to pay for a trip down here. We had to leave the only place we knew and everyone we knew.

We haven't talked to him since, and I have no plans to ever do so.



I miss having real winters.

[Toddv1997]

My dad was pretty cool. my Bio-Dad however is a prick, Beat up my mom. Even get arrested for child porn.

[Nachalnik]

i don't know how to deal with people i find really annoying and it gets in the way of everything all the time

like a few years ago i would of just rolled my eyes and shrugged it off but now i just get really rustled and i rather just skip class than deal with this one person

i feel like it's mental health thing but i don't know

i feel bad about it all the time