You hate it when:

pigfarmer

tall, thin, irritable
They are. I was looking at liquid filled motorcycle gauges as they are smaller and weatherproof and I thought I might leave it under the hood.

The Olds is getting Speedhut gauges in the dash over the winter. They’re Made in USA like Dakota Digital
 

pigfarmer

tall, thin, irritable
.... when UPS delivers a package intended for me to the wrong place. Same road name and number, the zip code is only off my one digit. Completely different town and recipient name.

Well, WTF. We took a drive over yesterday and despite them obviously being home they didn't answer the door so I left a note in their mailbox. Irritating and I am probably screwed for the $60 I spent on what I ordered.
 

nivek

As Above So Below
I hate it when my boss sends half my engineering team to Pennsylvania to help out in another plant and we suddenly get busy as fok and fall behind in our work as a result...Yesterday and Monday were hell at work, especially Monday, completely wore me out with the sudden work load surge we experienced while being understaffed...The rest of my team in Pennsylvania are due back this coming weekend...

...
 

pigfarmer

tall, thin, irritable
.... the dreaded jury questionnaire arrives in the mailbox. :crying3:It's my civic duty + a giant pain in the ass all at once.

I'd mind it less if they had a useful parking lot at the county courthouse but they don't, that's top notch civic planning for you. What's worse, this could wind up being federal meaning a helluva a long trip one way. I think they imposed a 60 mile limit and the fed courthouse is a hair over that. I've done that before and if I had two asses it would be a gigantic pain in both
 

pigfarmer

tall, thin, irritable
... when you are working on something with 32 very small bits and when you get to #30 it goes 'plink' and even though you see where it went it disappears into the 4th Dimension necessitating a run over to a store not terribly close to here that thankfully has them.

Having done that it'll reappear on my breakfast bagel, the bottom of the Marianas Trench or possibly in orbit with a bowl of petunias.
 
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