Mine is trying to find shoes for my stupid super-wide feet
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No shit batman jokes
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Work. Why can’t someone pay me, idk, 70 grand a year, to do whatever I want.
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More realistically, Transport for Wales train services
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This isn’t the worst bane of my existence but I also have nonstandard feet - I’ve got a very low instep, which is not a thing anyone makes shoes for. I can basically only wear Converse hi tops, Toms but only the thin soled basic style, or flat soled lace up boots if I’m lucky. I can’t wear anything with a heel because my feet just slide down and crush my toes at the bottom. There are no specialist brands or websites, no shops that provide fit info on this, I could literally try on every shoe in every shop in town and find that none of them apart from the two brands I mentioned fit.
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@Fr.Mert starting perfectly solid day shift threads at this fucking time
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This is my favourite Bane song so this
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Solidarity. I’ve just spent an hour browsing online and ordered a pair that I’ll almost certainly send back. Went to a shop recently and spent 45 minutes trying stuff on, nope. It’s infuriating. Sometimes I go in the trainer thread just to feel sad
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You can bump it tomorrow if you want babes
did you claim not to have heard of Bob Vance or Vance Refridgeration?
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Sleep is a good one. I either have what you’ve described or I’m in a massively deep sleep when the alarm goes off. If I have a day off and go to bed exactly the same time as usual I’ll wake up naturally and refreshed at the time my alarm usually goes off. Not once, never, has that ever happened on an actual working day in the twenty odd years I’ve been working though.
existential ocd.
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Insomnia
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Wazzo jugs
Not even joking
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Haters
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Shoes/giant feet as above.
Main one is the old observational comedy chestnut; where in hell do the socks go? Particularly work socks. Tears of sock-related frustration virtually daily.
Being 6’7
My mobile phone
Probably having a dog that won’t chill (she’s also a delight so I can’t complain too much)
The karaoke Thursday night at the pub over the road. Awful singing, awful song choices, sometimes goes on until 1am.