Friday, January 18, 2013

Fuck You Friday: "It's Cold" Edition


Welcome back to your weekly therapy session, also known as Fuck You Friday! If you're new around here, each Friday (for the most part) readers fill the comments section with things that have royally pissed them off over the past week. It turns out that this is not a difficult endeavor for most people, especially people that would be visiting a blog about cynicism, amiright? Of course.

This week, I'm giving a big ol' FUCK YOU to the cold weather that is turning my testicles into ice cubes lately. Correction, my FUCK YOU should actually be directed to the abysmal temperature regulation of my incompetent university. Is there any fucking university or college on this planet that has figured out how to properly regulate temperature in their buildings? Places of higher education are supposed to be creating the best and brightest minds in the world, yet no one can figure out how to keep something warm in the fucking winter or cold in the summer? What's worse is even if they get the direction correct, it's usually to an insane extreme. I've been at places where it's so fucking hot in the winter that faculty members' faces are melting off as they deliver lectures in their underwear to students that are getting 3rd degree burns in their seats -- during mother-fucking January! FUCK THIS SHIT.

Your turn...

14 comments:

  1. I'm with you. My Prof this past semester talked about ways for the school to save money. "Well they could turn off the fucking heat!" I recommended. (I left out the F-bomb. She wasn't that kind of professor.) Throw in the fact that I'm a woman approaching a certain age, and you've got a permanent hot flash for 90 minutes.

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  2. Fuck you motion detection light switches. I share an office space with two others and on Fridays I am often the only one working and my desk it the only desk that is out of reach of the motion detection switch. Which means every ten minutes the lights go off. I have to wave my arms around to get them to go back on. Fuck that!

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  3. Fuck you big gorgeous looking garlic that promises to provide me with big plump and EASILY PEEL-ABLE cloves but in fact hides many smaller, eensy weeny cloves that are fiddly and impossible to peel.

    Also, fuck you infected hangnail. Stupid hangnail.

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  4. "Is there any fucking university or college on this planet that has figured out how to properly regulate temperature in their buildings?"

    No.

    At one college where I worked, we had a joke about being able to tell the weather in Atlanta (where the thermostat was apparently made) by the temperature in our building in California.

    For my part, Fuck You... Everybody.

    Well, everybody except Grumpy Cat, the only meme I never tire of. The only meme I've ever been anything but annoyed by. The only meme that makes perfect sense to me. I love you, Grumpy Cat. The rest of you can go to hell.

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  5. Our engineering building has, by far, the most erratic temperature control in the university.

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  6. Fuck you "unexplained infertility." Just fuck you right in the ass.

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  7. Fuck you, "colonoscopy!" NEVER AGAIN!!!

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  8. Dangsh. Ish it hot again? Did I forgetsh to turn off the nuclear reactor in the basement?

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  9. Hmm. I could bitch about some stuff, but I'm on vacation, so fuck it ;)

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  10. I could bitch about the cold, but it's currently in the mid 70's here in Cali, and too busy gloating ;-)

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  11. Because I was unlucky enough to be born in Canada, this is the running theme of my "Fuck You Friday" from Oct-Mar.

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  12. Seems I've eaten horsemeat!

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