People who don't read email.

I'm not home yet.

I'm tired.

My knees are a wreck.

So much Monday.

Rebooting the wrong box for the wrong reason. 1.) Not the right database server. 2.) The problem was my local resolv.conf, not anything wrong with the server.

Monday.

I refuse to get sick.

If you want different colors, design a new layout!

The server reload is taking too long. :(

Attempting to do an OS reload should not be this difficult.

My shoulders hurt. A lot.

The cigarette smoke smell at the office has been following me home. It must be in my hair.

DNS Caches.

The server this is on will be offline tomorrow for a while. I'll set up a temporary grump portal for you so that you can continue grumping.

Somehow Facebook thinks that some crappily drawn log is our logo. And I can't remove it from the post.

The end of Friday often feels like the beginning of Monday.

I can't be trusted with the administrative power of the GrumpLog.

My neck hurts.

Booking flights with the corporate travel tool. It's garbage.

Headwater Construction Materials truck, empty flatbed, except for the pebbles left behind from its previous load, rolling down the freeway ahead of me.

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.