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Bad perforations. Drives me insane. Any product that is perforated to tear easily, 9 times out of 10 they fucked it up and the perforations may as well not even be there or even make it worse

My vitamin packets: I try to separate one out but then accidentally tear open another vitamin behind it.

Cardboard food packaging: I start tearing a strip to open but then the strip breaks and leaves 3/4 still stuck on the packaging.

Plastic food packaging: "This bag is resealable!" Or, what they mean to say is that if you try to tear it open using the pre-cut line, you'll tear below the resealable part.

Glass bottles/jars sealed with plastic: You're lucky if you can even tell where they perforated it. Try ruining your nail pulling up every edge you can find until maybe it tears eventually (likely not where the actual perforation is, either). Or you can ruin a knife scratching your own tear against the metal cap instead.

Toilet paper: You'd think the sections that are already partially punctured would be the weakest point to tear most easily, but it's actually the middle of the goddamn sheet, as we all know.

Bonus points for other packages where a top film or foil covering a container is weaker than the glue used to seal it around the edges, so you're left with little bits of lid that can't be removed except surgically with tweezers.

If you can't fucking do food packaging right, save some money by not even trying and just tell me I need to use scissors or a knife, because that's what ends up happening most of the time anyways. Fuck.

banning permanent lights aimed at the sky would allow millions more people to see stars at night with no downsides. but nobody seems to care.

I love cars. I also love this planet. Cars are bad for the planet.

How am I supposed to care about a series that takes 4 years between seasons

Bicycle drivetrains keep getting more complex and expensive. A 3x9 drivetrain is beyond adequate, bulletproof, and inexpensive. But NooOoOoOooo, it's nearly impossible to get a quality bike with 3x9 now, without a full custom, DIY build. Everything has to be 1x11/12, which is expensive, touchy, and very particular, all while still lacking the gear range of 3x9.

It all seriously sticks in my craw.

Invasive species.

My region is absolutely infested with Siberian Elm and Tree Of Heaven (A.K.A., the “semen tree”). You cannot cut them down, because they will resprout like a hydra from the stump. You cannot dig them out, because the smallest root left behind can and will resprout wherever it is, leading to a many-year game of whack-a-mole.

I have near-daily fantasies of going around with a powerful backpack sprayer filled with glyphosate (Round-Up) and an application wand that can extend from 1m to 10m, and hitting everything just as they’re sending nutrients to the roots for winter.

The problem is, Glyphosate is highly restricted to purchase and own in Canada unless you have both the appropriate class of Pesticide Applicator’s License (an agricultural variant, for example) as well as the venue to use it in (own or manage an orchard, for example). Thankfully my family owns an orchard, and I am starting the process for the former.

But still. It’s an absolutely bizarre thing to be obsessing over and I. Just. Cannot. Help. Myself. Every time I drive and see clumps of those disgusting trees, I start to uncontrollably strategize how I could hit them with glyphosate in late September.

Don't send me videos if the background audio is some asshat wheeze-laughing about whatever supposed funny thing is playing. It's never funny and it ruins my interest in watching the shit immediately.

Loud lawnmowers. Ass hats who maintain the classic American yard. Every Saturday morning on cue, the whole neighborhood erupts into noise. It's so loud.

Everyone in my area has about a quarter acre of land, yet here come the zero turn riding mower guys, mowing their grass too low, every weekend, just to water it the next day.

They are loud, disruptive, and just remind me we are slowly killing the planet every day for vainity yards.

I have a reel mower from the 1950's I found and fixed up. I got a lot of compliments the first summer I used it, it has self shapening blades and works mostly well. Folks were shocked I was using it, one lady stopped and even gsve me a "you get it girl!", like what? It's a quarter acre people, and takes me 30-40 mins. Why do they need giant gas guzzling, louds stinky mowers? After a few years with the reel mower, I did get an electric line trimmer, .. I'm crazy, but sometimes I mow most of my very small lawn with it when I dont want to fix and use my reel mower. It's quiet, it doesnt smell, and I have control to skip over dirt/sparse patches. I can leave areas longer where I see native plants popping up. I feel like im working with the land, not just decimating it.

They ride these giant mowers up and down the street, they mow dirt just the same as they mow field. I literally get triggered everytime I hear one start up, so often, it's a running joke in the house. It's a quarter acre lots here, not baseball fields.

Perfect lawns, but then its just bittersweet growing wild on the edges taking over trees.

I also hate bittersweet. Like, really really hate bittersweet. It kills everything and takes over gardens. Invasive garbage that may seem like a cool plant to the unknowing eye, but it is invasive garbage everyone just looks past as it kills our native trees and plants, suffocating the life forms they parasite off from. I have to stay vigilant to keep it from my yard. It is persistent, it'll tear your house down if you let it.

I hate lawnmowers and bittersweet. These things make me feel distraught.

There are so many people who are fundamentally wrong about what the Fermi paradox means, and proceed to present their shower thoughts about "what if everyone just, like, decides not to colonize the universe" as if they were profound or novel insights.

People who loudly watch videos on their phone in public spaces or stores/restaurants should be caned.

I don't want to listen to your ignorant ass braying like a fucking mule at some right-wing hack reheating the anti-trans memes he found on Reddit while I'm eating breakfast with my wife. Maybe you should put the phone down and meditate on why you're the only person in this place eating alone.

Who decides when a species becomes naturalized / stops being invasive? As an example, the European Starling has been living in North America since 1890 and are still considered invasive. They have natural predators. The ecosystem is adapting around them. Just let them have citizenship already!

Another thing: Taxonomy. Just all taxonomy. If a shark and a trout are both fish then we must also be fish because both of those animals are closer relatives to us than they are to each other. Obviously the way we define a fish has to change. Why has nobody done this? There are a TON of things like this in taxonomy and that all make me absurdly angry.

all of my hatred and disgust is perfectly and completely justified

Random thing I was disappointed by recently. I live near a hospital that has a pizza vending machine near the cafeteria. So whenever I have to go to the hospital for appointments and stuff, I like to get some pizza. I went for an appointment a few days ago but the machine was broken so I didn't get to have pizza.

I get a bit frustrated sometimes to see stars and think of the universe burning away it's entropy without anyone putting it to useful ends, like most of the universe going to waste before anyone can even reach it.

This shouldn't be weird, but I'm consistently upset at how dumb the average idiot is.

It's scary how stupid most people are without even realizing it and I hate how I have to suffer for it every day.

I wfh so my car is 99% of the time outside my house. It's in the shop for a few days and no one is choosing to park in front of my house! I swear to God they must think I'm a raging hambeast or something, ready to screech out the window if someone parks there. It's not MY spot. I don't own it. Please park there when my car isn't there! So annoying!

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I'm annoyed that I was born in the armpit of history. There are people alive who were alive when the Wright Brothers were. And we can see a shining future ahead of us. But we're stuck in the middle. Too late to be excited for all the progress of the first flight, moon landing, dawn of the internet. Too early for commercial space flight, nuclear fusion, full dive VR, true AI.

We can see those things in the future. It's being built now. But by the time it's fully available and normalized we'll either be dead or too old to care. If capitalism doesn't kill us all with climate change.

So yeah. Armpit of history. Shit sucks.

It's Reese's Pieces, not Reesee's peesees.

You're a fucking idiot if you say Reesee's peesees. When have you ever used the term peesees elsewhere, you month breathing dunce?

There's a new Tron movie. With Jared Leto in the lead role.

Fuck Jared Leto.

Our prime minister couldn't explain what prime numbers are

Apparently, concrete blocks are a thing to be mad about

Timezones are fucking dumb and I hate them

I'm annoyed the tomatoes went from growing good to growing Very Sad

This is on me, and it is my first time planting and I mostly went "eeehhhh I think this is good"

I did my goal, which was get from seed to red tomato.

But now there's fungal infections, end rot, armyworm moths, splitting skin, and general sadness.

I did get enough to make salsa though.

I feel our ancestors spirits because I'm sure they felt the same way about farming.

My favorite ancient culture is only known by the pottery they left behind. There are so many unanswered questions!!!!

Doctor Who losing Ncuti Gatwa and facing an uncertain production future.

HBO never finished Carnivale.

You and me both brother, you and me both. Fuck Spain, fuck Cortes, fuck Pizarro, and fuck the catholic church. So much history, so much writing lost to these bastards

Driving an automatic truck. My car is a manual fiat 500, and I've been driving it for a while now and getting used to that. Driving a Nissan titan afterwards feels A) weird, B) wrong C) it's too big D) where's the shifter.

I hate it, but because hubs has a truck whenever I drive not my car it's a nightmare that requires adjustment.

Anything text editing not supporting Vim mode, especially programming context.

Broom dustpans don't need a fucking lip. You're sitting there repeatedly sweeping the same dirt into the same pan instead of a simple one and done because that way if you hold the pan up perfectly level like a fucking sociopath the dirt doesn't fall out.

Those plastic bags at the grocery store, to put loose fresh produce in? Why the fuck do they never open easily? With all these whizz-bang technologies we've developed, you'd think someone would design/make bags you don't have to wrestle with to open.

I'm still mad at Yahoo for killing xFire with a frivolous lawsuit.

xFire was better 20 years ago than Discord is today. We had a real gem stolen from us.

I'm sick to fucking death of hearing about the quantum multiverse. It's a delusional fantasy, and even though I respect the hell out of Sean Carol, it's time for him to shut the fuck up about it and stop giving it air.

I'm tired of hearing about the quantum multiverse which is a fantasy, and I'm tired of hearing about quantum consciousness and all that other fucking horse shit.

On tinder, I can't fucking stand seeing pictures of people's kids. Like, if I'm swiping, and I come across a woman with pictures of her kids? Hell no. Automatic left swipe.

I know that that picture has probably been logged on a dozen servers, it's been scrapped for AI training, and someone is already falsifying videos with her kid's face before she gets a first date. And I get she might not know that. But I kinda can't help feeling like a responsible person would think about these things and try to learn about them.

Also, I'm pissed that it's happening at all, and people who have no idea it's happening get caught in the crossfire. Their kids will grow up in a world where generative AI can perfectly replicate them online, where intelligence agencies have cross referenced data on their every movement and formative event from their childhood. And their parents unwittingly made that easier instead of trying to protect them.

That drives me up the wall.