u/Character_Neat3092

ugh, i just had to vent about something that gets under my skin every single time. i'm talking, of course, about the infuriatingly vague response "sounds good."

i've lost count of how many times i've asked someone if something works or not, and they reply with a bland, unhelpful "sounds good." it's like they're speaking a different language. is it really that hard to say yes or no?

the problem is, when someone says "sounds good," i have no idea what's going on. did you agree? did we make plans? or are you just humoring me while secretly plotting your escape from our meeting?

newsflash saying "sounds good" is not a neutral response. it's an abdication of responsibility. if you're serious about making plans, give me a straight answer or ask me to clarify. don't lead me on with false hope.

i know i'm not the only one who suffers from this "sounds good" trauma. am i right? how do you deal with this infuriating response? do you call them out on it, or just chalk it up and move on?

share your horror stories in the comments below!

tl;dr saying "sounds good" when asked if something works is a communication pet peeve that drives me insane. anyone else suffered from this vague response?

i (25f) have been living with my roommate (27f) for about 6 months now. we've had our ups and downs, but nothing could have prepared me for the ultimate betrayal. yesterday was sunday funday... until i came home to find that my carefully labelled meal prep had vanished into thin air.

i spend around an hour every sunday afternoon prepping not one, not two, but five days' worth of lunches. i label each container with my name and the date, so there's no mistaking who's food is whose. but, apparently, this wasn't enough for my roommate to respect my property.

when i confronted him, his response was that he was hungry and thought i wouldn't "mind that much". mind?! are you kidding me?! that meal prep was my lifeblood for the entire week! do you know how many times i had to remind myself not to eat out this week because of your laziness?!

i'm beyond frustrated with my roommate's lack of empathy and respect for personal property. has anyone else ever dealt with a "meat thief" like this? how did you handle the situation?

tl;dr my roommate ate all of my labelled meal prep from sunday afternoon to monday morning, then had the nerve to say "sorry". i'm fuming!