Rant Thread

I am livid.

Backstory + rant:
Lived with grandpa for 10 years, grandpa died, I moved back to mom's but have no space to move all my furniture (bed, desk, TV shelf) as I have all that at mom's. My dad is moving into grandpa's place, emptied everything out and moved my stuff to the basement, and now wants to move his stuff to the basement. Shortly after grandpa died, I said I'll take my desk and shelf if they don't want it, but my brother wanted it so I agreed to let him take it. Now they bought new stuff and want to throw mine out as it's "shit". It's not shit, I fucking designed both specifically for that room and I am certain that whatever they bought is shite. FUCK. Now I have "5 days" to move my "shit". And now it's my fault for not moving it earlier WHEN WE SPECIFICALLY AGREED THEY'LL TAKE IT!!!!

My mom doesn't even know where her basement is. I'll try to go find it and if I'm lucky, it's gonna have enough space but I'll probably have to clean it.

Also they basically threw out all of grandpa's stuff to buy stuff that dad's bitch wife wants despite my dad agreeing we'll take good care of that stuff. She never went to visit grandpa when he lived there and she doesn't deserve to live there or throw his stuff out. I hate her so goddamn much. Dementor cunt.
Hmm, this sucks. This does not really sound like a bunch of people being considerate of others.

I hope things will develop in a better direction for you, Night Prowler!
 
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Happens a lot in former Socialist tenements. You technically have a basement but you don't use it because it's already full of crap from previous tenants and just don't bother with it.

What do you mean you technically have a basement? Is it a shared basement or partitioned into owner spaces? What's the problem with dumping old stuff out from your own space?

I got that kind of thing, about 2sq m, and ofc I threw previous owners shit out so I have place for mine.
 
partitioned into owner spaces
This. The thing is that they are not labeled so I have no idea which one's ours. Next door neighbor told me their basement space is in the same building but a different building entrance, and therefore at a different address.
 
This. The thing is that they are not labeled so I have no idea which one's ours. Next door neighbor told me their basement space is in the same building but a different building entrance, and therefore at a different address.

Gotcha, don't think we have that kind of a situation here en masse.

There are quasi-legal situations where under certain conditions seller sold you a flat but kept the drvarnica/supa or parking spot for himself. If the auxiliaries don't have a paper trail then they don't need to be mentioned in the buying contract. In order to force those auxiliaries into registration you need acceptance of all coowners of the house, so him too. Therefore a limbo.
 
This girl at work is pissing me the fuck off. She's at a higher position than mine but she's not my superior. Also she lives 11000 km away from me, like 9 time zones away and we all work from home, so the only way I can reach her is by Slack or e-mail and no one knows what she does during work hours. Probably fucking nothing.

I tell her 10 fucking days ago, on a Monday: "Can you pls do thing #1, thing #2, thing #3?". She's like "Yes, I need to do that tonight". She doesn't.

We have a 1:1 meeting every Tuesday, she reschedules it 5 minutes before it begins for Wednesday. I slack her immediately "Can you do things #1, #2, #3?". She says she will do it tonight. Doesn't.

Wednesday comes, she reschedules the meeting 5 minutes before it begins, for Thursday.

On Thursday, she shows up, tells me she will do things #1, #2, #3, but doesn't. On Friday, I tell my manager, he tells her manager, my manager opens a Slack chat with the 4 of us and another manager, where he asks her, politely, if she can do things #1, #2, #3. She says she will and does just thing #1.

Monday she does nothing, Tuesday she does thing #2, Wednesday we Slack her again, she promises she will do #3, doesn't. Mother of fucking hell. What the ever living fuck is she even doing?!

At least my manager isn't blaming me at all, but this is seriously frustrating as it impacts my team drastically and undermines my hard work.

If Glassdoor is correct, pretty sure that with bonuses she earns about 12 times more than me. Sad!
 
After half a day caught in the bureaucratic maze I'm just staring at the screen contemplating the purpose of human existence.
 
"Ask accounting".
I e-mail accounting.
Accounting sends me a voicemail without any content.
I call accounting.
"I need help from accounting."
"I mean, what's accounting?"
Here's what happens with your philosophy majors.
 
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