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[Wagon]

Well, I thought I was doing good on my anger. But I just snapped.

One of my room mates, a bitchy 50 something Polish guy has complained about hearing my music since he moved in. It is not loud. I have little computer speakers. At 25% I can hear them fine. The walls here are thin. Like a bad hotel I can hear everything the guys does up to and including farting and snoring.

So there I was making myself a spot of tea. Quite happy with myself today because I have been productive, where as I have been stone down depressed for 2 weeks. Then f*ckface decides he's going to complain about my music again. Well I snapped; I highlighted what I thought of him and detailed where he should take his complaints. I mean. I play generally blues and jazz. Dabble in the classic rock and harder stuff every once in awhile. Fair amount of Mothers of Invention is also played. It's not a f*cking 24 hour party here. It is also only 1630.

In addition to this my periodontitus is raging and my teeth and gums are giving me hell. Hate going off the handle. Sitting here shaking. Probably need a nap soon. Always do after an episode, And there goes sleep tonight.....again.

As recompense I am playing Sublime "40 oz to Freedom" Album. f*ck the f*cking f*ckers!!!
Perhaps I should not of started the day with Black Sabbath. I really hate days like this. Damn roller coaster. Bitch bitch bitch bitch.

Wagon

 

[reddevil1111]

Go take a dump on him while he snores... Should solve the issue. Then play shortest straw by Metallica for him the rest of the night. Shout dubro! and Komrad! at him whenever he walks near you.
I give him 2 days of this and he will move out.

Seriously, Sorry for the bad day and the ass thats getting you down. You deserve better KOMRAD! :)

 

[tho9900]

thats why I follow the solitary route in living conditions when possible... too much trouble with someone who knows you and you have to adjust to might less someone you don't know well...

I would sit on the couch and when he walks in the room stare at him with a sullen look and follow him with your eyes everywhere he goes.. if he finally turns around to look at you jsut grunt "What are you staring at?"

Seriously hope you can hang with it.. maybe ask him is there music he likes (that you might like) and every so often play it.. I dunno.. haven't heard much about him but sounds like no matter what you played or how low he would have a problem...

 

[Jimmy1]

Hey guys, lets think about it.

I did an anger management course about 5 years ago, and some of what I leant helped. Other times I can't hold back.
Basically when it comes down to it, it's our state of mind which controls the situation. That good old stress cup.
If the cup is brimming and something happens, then our reaction is usually way out of proportion. Speaking form experience here. I used to pick the kids up from school in the car and if I was in a not so nice mood and my cup was brimming, I used to look for something to blow up about, why, because I was feeling lousy. This then progressed when we go home. I used to pick on all the kids until they were all crying. Arsehole hey.

What I am saying Wagon, and your allowed to vent, is that if your periodontitus was not playing up and you were having a good day, then you might have had a discussion with this guy. Do you understand.

Part of the CBT is learning how to control our emotion. Find out what is occuring then rate it and respond accordingly. Sometimes its best to ignore and walk away.

I once chased a guy for 10 km just because of the way he looked at me at the traffic lights. He pulled over and I let him have it. f*ck, he only looked at me. I once gave my boy a belting for leaving a plate with crumbs on it in the sink. f*cked hey.

Hope you feel better soon Wagon. Maybe you can just tell him you are having a bad day and the music is calming and if he does ot stop bothering you, you will rip his arms off, shove them in his ears, and ride him around like a motorbike.

Cheers big ears

Jimmy

 

[Bill Simmons]

I got the same problem with my wife. I play guitar and keyboards. I just gave up and got high quality headphones. Now I play my guitar a 120db and f*ck everybody. No one can hear me and I can not hear anyone giving me any shit about anything. Gives me my own little world to live in when I do not want to be bothered by the world.

You may not like the next part and I am not trying to give you shit. It goes like this.

There are only three things you can do about any situation.
1. Do nothing and let it eat your lunch (what most of us do most of the time)
2. Change the situation (which may or may not be possible)
3. Change your attitude about the situation (which may be hard to do but is always at leas possible)

We will always make a change when the pain of the situation exceeds the pain of the change.

I am with you man and I know how you feel. Been there, done that, and got the f*cking T Shirt!!

 

[reddevil1111]

So no one here thinks this guy need his toothbrush coated with wagons butt crack juice?

There should be a dirty trick dept. for us. Books and ideas on revenge in a non violent but highly malovent way.

I know...I know.. forgive and forget... But we all know a time or two we didnt.

I got one fellow employee once. I left out some lunch meat in the sun for two days. I wiped the developed slime all over his car door handle. He licked his finger to figure out what it was. He then puked. Ahhhh....revenge was sweet.

 

[Jimmy1]

My best man at the wedding coming up had a problem with people stealing his milk for his coffee. He worked at Herbalife and the big boss was his father. So he put a big sign on it. 'DON"T TOUCH, PROPERTY OF ALAN'. Well, for the next week it kept on going.

So, the next week, he put a shit load of laxatives in the milk and put a big sign on it. 'DON'T TOUCH, THIS MILK CONTAINS LAXATIVES'. Well, low and behold the milk went again and about half a dozen of the minor bosses spent the day in the toilets and no work got done.

Alan was called to the office and his father asked him. When he told the story his dad laughed naturally then told him not to do it again. But guess what, no milk was stolen from that day on.

 

[Wagon]

Thanks for good advice. I just hate it when the beast takes over my entire being. I feel like my soul has been dirtied.
You are right about the stress cup thing Jimmy. It was pretty full.

Trying not to let it destroy good progress. Click on iTunes, select Led Zeppelin III. OK. Day seems brighter.

Thanks guys.

Wagon

 

[Ned]

It was nothing....

 

[reddevil1111]

I used to have a roommate that drank my milk...ate all my food. I wrote on a jug of milk that I had spit into it. He wrote on it that so had he. He got to drink the milk. End of that battle. :)

 

[Sarg]

Wagon, have you tried hydrogen puroxide on those gums? Just swish it around a couple times a day and see if it helps. Used to work like a charm for me.

Sarg

 

[Wagon]

Thanks for that Sarg. I'll try it. Actual solution is. Rip out all teeth. Replace with new. Gonna have to happen in the next months. I'll need a drug cocktail to keep me under control. The military is the partial reason or maybe the whole reason my teeth are screwed up. Bad experiences with them dentists.