CODE SWITCHING:
Merriam‑Webster: changing one’s speech or behavior to suit different social or cultural contexts; specifically, switching from one language or dialect to another.
It's like you swear it’s on your hand, but nope, it’s actually somewhere completely different, so you end up scratching around all desperate and confused and shit until you think you've finally found the real spot, but even then you only get part of it and have to keep hunting for it until your brain decides to override the itchy sensation with the burning sensation you created from all the damn scratching.
This was the epitome of false advertisement. They barely popped out of your fingers, but if you were able to manage to get a "good" pop, you couldn't aim these shits at all as they would just fly in random directions. Horrible fucking toy. Worst gift ever!!
Who the fuck actually believes it's a real rep actually typing in your information???? No one!!! Why do they even bother with these theatrics?
For example:
You just ate and are about to pack up your leftovers when a coworker or roommate enters the kitchen acting like they haven't eaten in days while gawking at your food. You think nothing of it, offer it to them, they accept and thank you profusely for it, and you leave the kitchen.
Later on, you just so happen to go back into the kitchen for a drink only to witness someone else chomping down on what you could have saved for yourself to enjoy at a later time, but decided like an idiot to give away freely to the other person because they presented themselves as being famished. 🤬
And this goes for other things too, not just food.
PENS: Don't hit me up for a pen when all you're going to do is give it to someone else. I AM NOT THE PEN GUY!! Even worse when they already have a pen but all they have are those cheap shitty ones and they know you always have gels which everyone LOVES but won't get their own for some fucking reason. NO!
And last but not least, they come pleading to you for personal care products (eg shaving gel, lotion, body wash, etc.) Sure ok, no problem - you let them borrow yours. Ok fine. But then you later walk past the bathroom only to see another guy with a face full of foam and your shaving gel on the counter.
Bottom line is this: if you needed it, cool. If you needed it for someone else, say that. What I don’t appreciate is being volunteered without my consent. I am not your personal supply chain!
Not just what people casually call each other when they disagree --- I mean the literal definition of an IDIOT, as in a total dumb ass, knuckle dragging, mouth breathing, smooth brained, illiterate moron with the audacity to be condescending.
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I don’t give a flying fuck how they try to spin it; it’s a straight up breach of trust. I’ve literally had to threaten to cut a family member off over this exact thing because they just would not stop doing it no matter how many times I said something. I got tired of being mid sentence, saying something private, assuming the call was a one on one conversation, only to suddenly hear their spouse laughing, whispering, or reacting in the background. Then I have to stop and ask if I’m on speaker, and they hit me with that stupid “oh yeah, my bad bro” like that magically fixes it.