I have had it with Covid-19
May 28, 2020 21:47:51 GMT -5
ⓣⓡⓘⓒⓚⓨ48, integeritis, and 3 more like this
Post by Danny Linguini on May 28, 2020 21:47:51 GMT -5
No, not the virus, though I do wish it would just go back to Wuhan and die.
Oh, and be warned, this has absolutely nothing to do with War Robots.
Companies trying their damnedest to capitalize on this covid crisis are about to push me over the edge. If I see one more commercial starting with “In these trying times...” or “In these difficult times...” or “In these challenging times...” or even just “In times like these...” followed by all the wonderful things some company is doing so more people with no money will keep buying whatever irrelevant horsecrap they’re peddling this week, I’m gonna seriously lose it. I thought the car insurance and pharmaceutical ads were bad before all this started (you know the ones that go into graphic detail about the debilitating symptoms of projectile diarrhea and the like, which ironically are more preferable to me than watching these goddamm commercials), but these people are taking creepy and annoying to levels even I never thought possible.
Listen up, I’ve been cooped up in my house for over two months now, with no end in sight. I’m a triple high risk, so I need to be extra cautious. Yes, I’m able to work from home, and I’m grateful for that as opposed to being unemployed; but the point is this: I’m already painfully aware enough of “these trying times” that I don’t need it drilled any deeper into my thick skull every five minutes while I’m trying to relax and enjoy a simple tv show to try to get a little respite from “these trying times”. I’ve lost count of the times in the last two months I’ve had to shut my tv off before I threw something through it (like just now) out of sheer frustration from the incessant rambling on and on and on on EVERY CHANNEL AT THE SAME TIME about “these trying times” and that godforsaken #@$&%*! food network kitchen app. That stupid song sounds like a cheap new age ripoff of Radio Clash, and I mean, Guy f’n Fieri is enough to make you want to go punch somebody’s wheelchair-bound grandma right in her false teeth-fitted face. And this is what I pay my useless cable company $300 a month for.
All of you just shut. the. hell. up. and get the hell off my tv.
And no, sorry, I’m nowhere near done ranting. To quote Al Pacino, I’m just gettin’ warmed up.
Oh, and be warned, this has absolutely nothing to do with War Robots.
Companies trying their damnedest to capitalize on this covid crisis are about to push me over the edge. If I see one more commercial starting with “In these trying times...” or “In these difficult times...” or “In these challenging times...” or even just “In times like these...” followed by all the wonderful things some company is doing so more people with no money will keep buying whatever irrelevant horsecrap they’re peddling this week, I’m gonna seriously lose it. I thought the car insurance and pharmaceutical ads were bad before all this started (you know the ones that go into graphic detail about the debilitating symptoms of projectile diarrhea and the like, which ironically are more preferable to me than watching these goddamm commercials), but these people are taking creepy and annoying to levels even I never thought possible.
Listen up, I’ve been cooped up in my house for over two months now, with no end in sight. I’m a triple high risk, so I need to be extra cautious. Yes, I’m able to work from home, and I’m grateful for that as opposed to being unemployed; but the point is this: I’m already painfully aware enough of “these trying times” that I don’t need it drilled any deeper into my thick skull every five minutes while I’m trying to relax and enjoy a simple tv show to try to get a little respite from “these trying times”. I’ve lost count of the times in the last two months I’ve had to shut my tv off before I threw something through it (like just now) out of sheer frustration from the incessant rambling on and on and on on EVERY CHANNEL AT THE SAME TIME about “these trying times” and that godforsaken #@$&%*! food network kitchen app. That stupid song sounds like a cheap new age ripoff of Radio Clash, and I mean, Guy f’n Fieri is enough to make you want to go punch somebody’s wheelchair-bound grandma right in her false teeth-fitted face. And this is what I pay my useless cable company $300 a month for.
All of you just shut. the. hell. up. and get the hell off my tv.
And no, sorry, I’m nowhere near done ranting. To quote Al Pacino, I’m just gettin’ warmed up.
