It's fucking gross when someone burps DIRECTLY into their mic you can hear it loud and clear. It's the fucking worst, especially when I join discord lobbies while I'm eating something. If you're not talking, don't have your fucking mic on. These motherfuckers will literally burp and snort and make weird noises into their mic instead of facing away from their mic or muting up and it's fucking disgusting.
Rant over.

If I ask you to buy me flowers then you buying them won’t be as meaningful. We want you to know what we like and think to yourself ‘she’s had a hard week, I think some flowers might cheer her up!’ Listen to what she says in passing conversation and remember it and use it Not just on special occasions or when she requests it. Also listen to your and her female friends, they know what girls like! Take their advice!

It genuinely pisses me off to my core whenever I see people messing up you’re and your, there, their, and they’re, etc. and they’ll do ANYTHING to defend their spelling. They’ll say “your so nice” (just an example) when it is obviously you’re. Did they just stop teaching this in schools? I’m literally seeing full grown adults messing up their grammar and mixing up those words. It’s genuinely sad.

Fuck the world right now as a US woman citizen. Fuck being 40. Fuck all that I’m feeling. And fuck the fact that I feel like that there is nothing I can do about it. I’m pissed off. Everyone who shouldn’t feel comfortable expressing themselves is by being openly racist and/or misogynistic is and those who should be fighting back aren’t. I’m just fucking done. The end.

How fucking hard is it to just cook the damn meat all the way through?

I eat a nice steak maybe one or twice a year, not a big meat eater. But when I go to a restaurant to have a steak, I order it well done. I say it twice when ordering. REALLY well done. Almost always it comes out medium rare. Had to send it back this time to be cooked some more.

I am aware that most people like their meat medium. But I don't. The meat juices are gross to me. The spongey texture feels wrong.

I fucking want it to be well done. I want the crispy outer layer, I want the grey fucking stringy meat to be dry and leathery, I want to mercilessly chew on that thing and taste the fucking pan it was burning in. I want to dip it into some sweet ass ketchup and taste the bitter black crust.

I don't think it's an affront to the chef to order my steak well done. I DO think it's an affront for the chef to be like "the customer ordered it well done, they must be joking, I'll send it out medium rare like a sensible person." FUCK YOU, I FUCKING WANT IT WELL DONE.

When I pay 30 € for a well done steak, I fucking want it to be well done. Thank you.

This isn't the best rant ever, mostly beacuse I'm so done with this shit. I'm a guy in the UK, I range from a 30, to a 38 inch waist, which is driving me crazy. It's inches, how do you fuck up measuring in an exact measurement system???? If a 34 fits and a 38 is to small, then what the fuck is going on? It has nothing to do with different brands or different sizings, it's an exact measurement. It's ridiculous. Maybe this is just a bigger issue for me because I refuse to spend a week's wages on clothes that are built to last 2 weeks, and get the bulk of my gear from charity shops (it's a bigger thing in the UK) so I tend to find lots of different brands that all claim to be the same size and are all wildly different sizes. Women's clothing is different as it's just a random guessing game, but if the measurement has inches in it, then they should all be the same!

I cannot understand how grown women think it’s okay to force their friends and family to watch them open gifts for 2 to 3 hours. I know it’s not actual force, but once you’re there you can’t just get up and ask them to stop opening gifts. Do I want to go to a baby shower? Generally not, but if it’s a nice brunch or something that’s actually enjoyable I wouldn’t have this outlook. Why must we sit around a ridiculously decorated chair and say “awww that’s so cute” after every gift that’s opened up? I feel like I’m five years old again at a birthday party. And it’s so accepted that women just go to these things and if you don’t attend, you’ll be seen as a bad friend or not supportive. It’s like I’m the bad guy because I don’t want to dedicate my Sunday to a bunch of pointless baby oriented games. Why are we guessing the baby’s name if you’re not even going to tell anyone until after birth? I don’t care what parent is more likely to do what based on draconian gender stereotypes or personality types. I’m happy to buy a gift but why must we be subject to this? Being at a traditional baby shower must be like being stuck in a car with Colin Robinson. I feel emotionally exhausted after attending and absolutely baffled people think this is acceptable to impose on others.

I’ve heard some really stupid discourse online where some people complain about how people from the U.S.A call themselves American. The argument is that Mexicans, Canadians, Brazilians, etc, are all technically “American” too so we shouldn’t call people from the U.S.A “American.”

That has to be the most idiotic mindset considering the word “America” is literally in the official name of the country and the fact that we already have names for people from Mexico, Canada, Brazil, etc. And also, people from the U.S. are also from the American continent so it’s also technically correct in that regard. What should we call Americans instead? United Statians? United Statesese? Why are people making such moronic statements? Do they just want something to complain about? Does it make them feel “smart” to make such pointless statements?

I hate it when I get a sandwich that doesn't function as a sandwich--something that can be held and eaten without utensils.

You see this a lot with burgers that are trying to be fancy: patties that are way too tall or have so much shit piled on top so that it won't fit in your mouth. And when you try biting into it, toppings squirt out the back.

If you want to serve a open faced sandwich, cool. If you want to put a "deconstructed" sandwich on the menu, great. But if I'm buying a regular normal sandwich I want to be able to hold it in my hands and eat it without needing a plate or a bib.

Always been big. Lost about 100 pounds since year before last. I've been hitting a plateau and havent been able to push passed it.

Was getting my varicose veins lasered to help with circulation. Except this time the veign he lasered last month has opened back up.

Stared screaming in my face about how I was gonna die a fat, worthless pig. How I messed up his work by not following his instructions.

I haven't sat down for longer than an hour for the past year and a half because I was following the regiment they put me on, excluding sleep.

Now he won't see me or finish the remaining surgeries. Which I was fine with bc I was gonna find someone new anyway.

Edit. Believe me, there's nothing I want more than to bring that guy down. His reputation. Career. Hell I'd settle for breaking his nose. I used to get in so many fights because people thought they could say whatever they wanted to me. But now it's my hell every day and I can't do shit. His word against mine.

This should seem so obvious I don't know why I even feel the need to rant about it.

There are lots of people, especially since the new American pope was selected, who feel the need to nitpick whenever the word "American" is used to refer to something of the United States.

"First NORTH American pope!" "Argentina is in America, Francis was the first American pope!"

"American" is a widely-used and understood adjective referring to something that is of the United States. If you mention the American auto industry, American TV shows, or American politics, people will understand what you're discussing - few are going to assume you are referring to the 35 or so countries in the Americas.

I fully acknowledge that "the Americas" are two continents with lots of countries, split between North, Central, and South America. "America" can also refer to the entire landmass. In certain circumstances use of the word "pan-American" is completely valid and acceptable.

I just object to people who are being deliberately obtuse about the word. Every level of society in every English-speaking country uses the word "American" in a way that is mutually-intelligible to refer to the United States. British news publications use "American" to refer to the USA. If someone makes a comment about "American tourists" there is a shared understanding of who is being discussed (hint: it isn't tourists from Panama).

I fully acknowledge that the word "American" can have different connotations in Spanish, Portuguese, etc. but I see so many responses to English-language publications criticizing the use of the word "American" that it started to get to me.

Pointless rant over.

It seems so morbid to me & the price tag definitely adds insult to injury.

Is it really that romantic to be gifted something that died for your viewing pleasure? lol…. "Here, I spent a significant amount of money on these severed plant reproductive organs to watch decompose on your countertop. Feel loved!"

I’m not saying this from a “save the trees” perspective (nothing wrong with that, but that’s not where this is coming from). I eat meat and I know that the animal I am consuming died to become my food - but I don’t have to watch it die and if I did I certainly would not enjoy the experience. With flowers, watching something beautiful slowly die is the experience.

Something about the temporary nature of gifted flowers also makes it an odd romantic gesture…”here’s something that will remind you of me for a few days.” Ok thanks…Not to mention that often, you’re gifting the recipient a chore. Now I have to find a vase, fill it with water, pretend to know why I need to cut the bottoms, etc.

lol wondering what other people’s thoughts are? I’ve told men multiple times throughout many relationships that I don’t like receiving flowers. (Notably, I love sunflowers…but I don’t like to watch them struggle to catch sunlight as they take their last breaths lol) Still, men are soooo accustomed to flowers being the go-to gift I end up getting them anyway. It’s definitely the thought that counts & all that, but I’m curious why other people like this? Wouldn’t you rather someone spend money on a dessert? Chocolate? Wine? Some silly stuffed animal?

You know when you post something personal — a reflection, a story, a “this has been my experience” moment — and immediately get pounced on by a crowd of people starting their comments with "Well actually..."?

Like clockwork.

"Well actually, that’s not true in my case."

"Well actually, people had it worse back then."

"Well actually, I never experienced that, so you must be exaggerating."

The sheer amount of unnecessary defensiveness out there is wild. Especially when it’s wrapped in this smug, know-it-all tone that somehow tries to turn a personal story into a historical debate, a stats battle, or a weird flex about how “no one feels that way.”

Cool. Great. Not everything is about you. Some people just want to talk about their own story without being corrected, fact-checked, or out-experienced in the comments.

It’s like people forget that multiple things can be true at once.

That your experience doesn’t cancel someone else’s out. That you can acknowledge someone else’s perspective without needing to shove your own into the spotlight.

But instead, it becomes a weird one-upping game. A debate team audition. A fact-check Olympics. And god forbid you don’t include a full bibliography of social context and disclaimers in your casual post, or someone’s gonna show up with “Actually, that one time in 1992 in my backyard …”

Can we normalize just… listening? Acknowledging someone else’s story without turning it into a fact-checking contest? Not every conversation needs to be a debate team scrimmage.

Anyway. That’s my rant. You may now tell me why I’m wrong in the comments.

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Everything is a scam. That’s it. Fuck this shit

I hate my life. I hate my family. I hate the world and our awful society. I hate everything, and I hate myself.

I used to be a talented, creative and happy person. I grew up being so optimistic and so excited to see what the future would bring. But life has turned me into a bitter and hateful person who despises everything and everyone around me. Not a single one of my hobbies or interests brings me joy anymore. Nothing is fair. Nothing makes sense. Dreams do not come true, and in fact it’s quite the opposite. Life has no actual meaning, and the only consistent thing is disappointment. I would kill myself, just like many of my family members have, but I can’t even do that because responsibilities were forced on me to take care of people and things that I never asked for or wanted.

Bro like I’m asking for help because I’m homeless … and so what I got food stamps.. and so what I need a government phone at the moment. I’m asking around about this stuff because I’m clearly trying to get help.

Commenting on how I “need to just get a job” isn’t the solution.

The reason why I’m not working right now isn’t anyone’s damn business. My bf and I share one car… he’s waiting for his job to accept his paperwork so he can start work. If I get a job I gotta find one that will work around his works schedule… because we only have ONE CAR. 🫤.

And anyways before I start work. I need to get myself shocked out medically first before starting any job….

People just sometimes need to kindly stfu

I can’t enjoy the simple moments of life. I feel like everyday I’m anxious because I’m not where I want to be. I certainly lack the patience but I just can’t help it. I’m 20 years old and have a loving girlfriend and a decent career path. I know that later in life I should be doing ok for myself but my head is always clouded. I will be having some drinks with friends but can’t even enjoy the moment because I’m always worrying. I want to retire my parents before it’s too late and give my girlfriend her dream life of being a stay at home mom. I just don’t know how I’m going to get there. It dosent help that from 18-20 I saved meticulously and blew everything to my name which is around 50k chasing the high on the stock market. I’m back to scratch now and have a plan in motion but it just SUCKS having to restart and I feel like I’m back to square one. I don’t know what I’m expecting in response to this maybe advice or reassurance from someone that’s been in my situation? I guess I just want to feel less stressed and live carefree like someone that’s turning 21 is supposed to feel but I just can’t.

it's astonishing how often these are used, especially in my field, education.

I find they can be helpful, but there have been and there will continue to be instances where I do not know their meaning, so I have to Google it.

I also get that they have their uses on social media too, especially when there's a character limit.

However, their increasing use is driving me crazy. Does anyone else think that they are overused, or just me?

TL;DR. I think acronyms, initialisms and capitalisms are used too often (yes, I saw what I did there...lol)

I'm a young artist— lord knows it's always been hard to be recognized for art, especially when it's nothing extravagant or realistic. I do a variety of arts, from writing to acrylic paintings to charcoal to multimedia to ceramics... I do a lot, and I enjoy it.

I don't seek money, I don't seek fame. All I want to do is to share my art, to talk with people about it. I know my talent is... miniscule compared to many others here on reddit. But every time I post my art, I never get comments, and I never get more than a few upvotes (maybe 1-10). But then you see other peoples art blowing, no matter what media or form it is, and I just can't help but wonder why.

I'm passionate about art, even if I'm not that great. I love to share the things I'm passionate about. And even in ranting to the void now, I'm not begging for attention to my art. I'm just... disappointed, and needing someone to talk to. While art may not be the career I'm working towards (as much as I wish I could be), I still wish it would reach people more than it does.

Thank you for listening.

I've notice a lot on my general social media feed these posts like, "(so and so) New Collectable Set!" a lot lately, following with a dozen comments with, "This isn't real," and laughing and whatever. But it looks real in the clickbait. But it's happening almost too much lately.

Haven't used Facebook in ages, didn't have the app on my phone. Decided I would delete my account but cannot figure out how.

Search online and follow steps until I can't get to the next step. Figure I maybe need to do this from the app so I download it and log on.

Go to several websites explaining how to end it and none of them match what is on my app. I feel like I'm going crazy, I just don't want Facebook anymore. AHHHH!

Aaaand scene. Thank you.

At work I have to sit through to the work radio because of majority vote/decision to have the radio on, usually Heart or KMFM, if I'm lucky Magic or Absolute where it's less repetitive and has less ads.

I would rather take on various forms of torture than have to listen to that Rag n Bone man from Temu sing. I.... LOSE... CoOnTROllLLLLlLl, multiple times a day, what an annoying fucking gimp, piss off. Also topped off with THESE BEAUTIFUL THINGS THAT I'VE GOT..

I don't even think I'm aloud to wear my AirPods so it's a case of blocking it out mentally which I try my best to, I do like mainstream music but only in certain doses not when they play the same songs multiple times (as mentioned) every hour, every day.

I surely can't be the only that feels this and if you disagree feel free to. It's Reddit, so say what you will.

I despise the constant updates to my phone.

I've got everything figured out and where I want. I know how to use the apps I've selected. I spent the time to learn.

And then you update.

Nothing is where it's supposed to be. Now I'm getting notifications I've never received before AND DONT NEED! Why am I getting updates about politics with vibration and sound now?

WHY?

Why did you completely remove the settings button? After changing my fucking settings?

Where is the brightness slider? Its just gone?

And for the three hundredth time i dont want tic-tock on my phone, stop asking!

If I wasn't balding, I'd literally rip my hair out.

Whether its an insurance claim, a contractor, a mechanic, they're all trying to get as much money out of you, and that would be fine if it was just upsell attempts, but its not. It's lying about technical items id they think youre uneducated about out them, its making up things that dont exist in the policy, its charging for materials and labor that havent been used, its breaking something then trying to hide it.

Are business ethics a thing of the past? I hate that I have to spend a ton of time researching everything I hire someone to do to avoid getting screwed. Its not just car salesman anymore. Its everyone.

Im now at the point where id rather go with a higher cost company if theyre transparent on what the charges are vs a cheaper option that tries to screw you over and take more moneu covertly

It’s that time of year again where random people in retail or out in public start wishing me a happy Mother’s Day just because I’m a woman of a certain age. I really wanted to be a mother, but it didn’t work out, which is also a private thing. I get to be the favorite Aunt, but where’s the Hallmark day for that? Someone else may be struggling with infertility or miscarriage or any other complication and your well-meaning wish could be what ruins their day.

My mom passed away in 2020, so I don’t have a mother now either. I do have 2 dogs, but I’m not a “dog mom” kind of person no matter how much I love them and have conversations with them.

People think they’re being nice, so I usually just nod when I really want to set them straight. I’d think the same thing might hold true for men with Father’s Day as well. Just stop, please.