Festivus Friday: We would appreciate it if you complained more
Every Friday at the Daily Mole, we ask you to air your grievances from the week gone by. (And we remind you that there is no time like the New Year to begin cultivating new habits.)Eligible targets: bosses, spouses, politicians, co-workers, favorite teams, BFFs gone bad, media, celebrities (real or local), other people’s pets and children, or anyone/anything else that has caused you aggrievement or dyspeptitude in the previous seven days.
Use some common sense. If you’re talking about private individuals you know personally or work with (if it’s a personal story, that is), change names–and don’t provide identifying details that would violate their privacy, because the sad fact of American jurisprudence is that even scoundrels have privacy rights.Beyond that, let them have it.
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Cats that howl all night long, drag your underpants around, scratch your furniture, pee on your front door, hump your child’s stuffed animals, and lick your elbows while you are sleeping should be removed from the planet.
Even if they are your husband’s cat.
Yes, even then.
grrrrrrr
Hi Angela!
I feel suitably encouraged to complan about my desperately going broke job, about which the other day I was told I am probably going to be laid off. Says my boss, who is freaking because he’s having a swimming pool built and none of us can get paid. He told me to pray. I don’t know how to do that but if you - or any of you - do, maybe you could do that because that’s what my boss said might save me from getting the boot!!
Hey Emily!
Your boss is putting in a new swimming pool and he’s claiming he might have to fire you? And then he’s asking you to pray for your job? Is he a fundy freak? If so, ask him what Jesus would have done. Continue on with his pool or save an employee’s job. If he responds “build the pool”, you could tell him that you will pray that he drowns in it.
But that’s just me.
I am particularly disgusted by employers who bitch up and down all year about declining profits and subsequently lay off employees to balance the books then reveal that the year’s profits skyrocketed to, wait for it, 24%!
Coworkers who bring up STUPID issues to discuss in meetings.
Rob, you owe me forty-five minutes of my life back.