I'm pretty sure that's absolutely the real reason for your rant.
I like to have a couple weeks to plot out an essay, and have time to edit it and what-not. Giving me a week basically means I have to turn in a rough-draft as my final paper.
I'm pretty sure that's absolutely the real reason for your rant.
I like to have a couple weeks to plot out an essay, and have time to edit it and what-not. Giving me a week basically means I have to turn in a rough-draft as my final paper.
Use the train, don't be so cheap.
Oh, it's not only electronics. Better get used to it.
One of my friends is too busy and never has time.
And not even her fault, so I can't be angry about it.
I like to have a couple weeks to plot out an essay, and have time to edit it and what-not. Giving me a week basically means I have to turn in a rough-draft as my final paper.
I mean, it's a city where the supermarkets open on Sundays, and don't close until midnight the rest of the week (something which should not be amazing, but is).
Another rant I've made before that warrants repeating: I cannot stand it when people are jerks to each other during a debate. When you're in an argument/debate/disagreement/discussion with someone, don't be rude. You might think it feels good or makes you look clever, but it will not convince your opponent to change their mind. If you're rude to them, they won't apologize for disagreeing with your awesome wisdom or bow down and lick your boots. They'll get angry at you, dig in their heels, and become much less likely to agree with you. In short, rudeness backfires every time. I know I can be guilty of it myself at times; we all are. But it's a foolish tactic that does more harm than good to you, and yet people resort to it constantly. It's infuriating.
No! She wasn't!
Spoiler :Though she did look a bit like one, I'll admit.
Spoiler :And at night she used to act all funny near a tread mill.
I don't agree.
I have found that when people resort to being rude to me, it generally means their arguments are lacking in sense, even to them.
Additionally, not giving into the natural urge to respond in kind is a very, very useful exercise for me.
This may seem strange. But it's true. To the extent that I'm really rather disappointed when I don't get the opportunity for this exercise.
Go on! Hurl some abuse at me. I know you want to.
Spoiler :Actually, it's me that wants you to. In a strange, friendly kind of way.
And you're totally concerned about the quality, and not about the stress for you ^^.
I disagree with your disagreement. I've seen smart people make valid arguments in a way that's rude enough to make me want to disregard them, you snotty-faced heap of parrot droppings. Your type makes me puke, you vacuous, stuffy-nosed, malodorous PERVERT!
No. This won't do. I have to be convinced you're seriously trying to abuse me.
It's Germany, the only important things are the beer supply, the sausage supply and the mustard supply.Oh, it's not only electronics. Better get used to it.
Girls can do that too?At least they weren't noisily having sex. I had a Greek girl living above me at uni and it was immediately apparent when she had just enjoyed herself.
In a place where people drive on the wrong side of the road. Discuss.Ah! So where do you live again Mr. B?