Skudd's Grumps

Teddy came back from Amsterdam and didn't bring me any stroopwafels.

"This restroom is out of order"

Cigarette smoke, in my office? It's more likely than you think. (Especially lately.)

UPS and FitBit's customer "support". What a joke.

Forgetting to GrumpLog things.

Google maps has "Cravens Road" labeled as "Craven Road".

When I paste something, I don't expect it to paste at the beginning or end of the document, but rather where my cursor is.

Someone is whistling. Quite loudly. And quite off key.

People who don't know how to properly handle merging around an accident. Includes the first responders.

Arthritic pain and stiffness.

Really slow freight trains.

For the last 2 weeks, the cigarette smoke hasn't been an issue. Today though, all of a sudden, it's filling my office. What gives?

You can now record your apathy or empathy towards others' Grumps. It's ugly how I implemented it, but it's there. If you want it to look more betterer, draw something up and I'll try to implement it. I am not a UI person.

My back, hands, and hips hurt.

Read only filesystems.

A Grumpy challenger appears.

Buggy pagination. It's been fixed though. Now you can go back and see your old Grumps and edit/delete/toggle them!

That should have been easier, but it wasn't. Oh well, you can edit your Grumps now.

The people who drive 90 miles an hour through Memorial Park.

It is entirely too morning.

Am I really grumpier than everyone else, or do I just take the time to Grump more frequently?

I really dislike that my calendar on my phone no longer sends me notifications. I relied heavily on it for reminding me when my meetings are, but corporate cell phone policy killed that off.

I don't want to finish my thought I just started. That's fine, talk over me. About something unrelated.

Someone's cologne/perfume is overwhelming my office. I'm the only one in my office.

Microsoft Outlook.

"Bae" - It's not a word, folks.

Having more things to Grump about than I have time for. #monday

Someone's perfume saturating the gas pump nozzle, making me smell like it for the rest of the day because I touched it.


When the sign says "right lane ends", it's not a challenge to see how far you can go in the right lane.

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