I sooooo feel you
April 2019, I was on target to hit a 300lb deadlift… then had to get kidney surgery → set back 6 months
March 2020- crushing PRs, back on track to hit a 300lb deadlift… then COVID- 1.5 years out of the gym. numbers didn’t suffer much (except deadlift), but also gained weight so am technically weaker
So, there’s this friend of my wifes. She is a dear sweet friend of what is now our family. Very nice.
Anyways, the one thing I’ve always had a problem with has been that she lives on the back side of the back side of bumfuck mountain. They even laughed for the longest time about how if you don’t got 4 wheel drive and yadda yadda lift, don’t even bother trying to get to her house! Hahahaha…
Then proceeds to invite us down. Us suburb dwellers in out low clearance cars that aren’t made for rooster tailing around mountain cutbacks or clearing small downed trees.
Which we have done now for many years. Through 4 different cars, which invariably develop some suspension of steering problems within days of driving up through her goat path of an access into the backside of bumfuck mountain.
So, she called again. But this time I pointed out THAT MAYBE it was her turn to come on up into suburbia. Maybe grab some dinner or watch a movie, wouldn’t that be nice?
But No! I’m being a jerk and attacking her friend because I think it’s stupid to turn our car into automotive scrap on the same damn mountain that the freakin Rangers train mountain warfare on so that we can roast a couple of fucking marshmallows and go “Wow. It sure does get dark down here! Is that a horse!?!” Like I can’t do that in my basement with some sterno and a hand full of mushrooms! 
Ah. Anyways, I wasn’t attacking the woman. Just pointing out that it literally fucks our car up every time we drive to her house.
Then I’m the bad guy.
Pound for pound/in terms of relative strength yes. In terms of “how much weight can I lift”… no
The strongest powerlifters are the biggest powerlifters. Sure, pound for pound they aren’t the strongest. But Lamar Gant still isn’t as strong as Eddie Hall despite blowing him out of the water in terms of his relative strength (5x BW. raw DL)
Lol!
Truth!
Do not bother the queen such trivial side issues.
I have about 6 jobs going directly caused by not wanting to upset people and when I say upset, I mean causing them to slightly adjust their plans. I used to kick up a fuss, fix things immediately but then I learnt it’s better for us to bite my tongue and to live with it for a few months.
I figure this is all on purpose. I mean, letting me know about this shit before making a decision means we can make better plans 
but when it’s a cluster decision it’s oh, we’re going to Maggie May’s on the weekend.
When this happens, I assume she has no interest in going and is looking for me to freak out so she can pin bailing out on the antisocial spouse. “I’d love to go Maggie May but hubby just blew a fuse when I told him, complete unreasonable. Something about a gasket stick on his automatron” click grin
Watching other people work in excel … so damn inefficient, no use of hot keys, oy
Because my company refuses to teach anyone how to use a searchable database, I have sent the same information to like 5 different people using 5 different spreadsheets in the last few months.
The ability for errors to grow is insane.
So I’m supposed to be training with this lady who’s supposed to be teaching me how to do this thing - this thing which she keeps fucking up and and I keep correcting her. Like, lady, you’re training me and I’m catching all your bullshit mistakes. No wonder our data is so fucked up…
Being told to smile. Last night broke my longest streak of not experiencing that. The pandemic was good for one thing…
This bugs the crap out of me too.
Richmond had a classic hip hop radio station. Anything 90s-early ‘00’s was game, and it was just jam after jam. Always good for a listen during the years I’ve lived in VA. Went on vacation to NY for a week and when I came back it was shut down and switched to a fucking country station. We’ve already got several country stations, country blows, and half of the new “country” shit is just shamelessly repackaging hip hop beats and singing about the same old sad, pathetic bullshit.
Agreed.
You mean you don’t like to hoot-hoot rooty toot when you get down in cow town in your cowboy booty boots?
Wtf man!
There’s classic country/folk that’s as good as anything ever written - but it doesn’t get played, by any of those stations.
Oh, I know. I’m just goofing on the cheezy formula country stuff.
I hear ya:
But really, I play this song a couple times per week since forever and I have played it to just about every big lift I’ve ever done in training and it’s rarely let me down
To this DAY, I still feel a little bit bad for the poor man who told my mom to smile the day after my grandma (her mother) passed.
I don’t do well with yelling, and my mom and I have this entire code-type communication set up because I get really unresponsive when she raises her voice at me, and she thinks I’m too sensitive, but anyways…
I forget what we were doing, but it was usual early week errands. Wake/mourning was the prior day. Mom hadn’t slept, was up all night crying, couldn’t eat, chain-smoking non-stop, didn’t wanna talk, etc. We’re getting ready to leave, heading towards the line at the store to the checkout and we cross this older guy’s path, I see him first, but he notices my mom and we get to the line, just standing there…guy is behind us.
I hear “Hey, smile! can’t be that bad right?”
Sounded like someone had a huge amp hooked up to my mom. She started off very condescending and painfully sarcastic, and then the tears started rolling and she just began screaming at that guy. But I get it. Sure she probably shouldn’t have sent that man into next year, but you have no idea what someone is going through. For me, and 100% for my mom, it was absolutely that bad.
I disagree, people need to learn his mind their own business.
Good. For. Her. That douche needed some sense knocked into him. Shame on him for making assumptions about others and having the arrogance to voice those assumptions
No, no. He totally needed that.
It’s always middle-aged to older men who tell me to smile. I regret that I only ignore them because they’re only going to keep doing it to other women.