Tiny Rages - The misadventures of a middle aged misanthrope

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    Barista Blunders: The Misadventures of a Mis-Spelled Name

    I’ll keep it simple. Black coffee. Nothing special. Medium size though. However, every time I went to go pick up my coffee on Monday it...

    I’ll keep it simple. Black coffee. Nothing special. Medium size though. However, every time I went to go pick up my coffee on Monday it was “Horace”, Tuesday “Morris” and by Friday I heard “Boris”. There’s also something about reciting my name aloud at the counter too. It happens in what feels like thirty seconds...
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    Email Thread Torture: The Never-Ending Saga of ‘Reply All’

    There was a time, not too long ago, where sending information to someone was a feat. You would write a letter, find an envelope, lick...

    There was a time, not too long ago, where sending information to someone was a feat. You would write a letter, find an envelope, lick a stamp, and physically exert yourself to walk to your mailbox. The physical work needed guaranteed that you wouldn’t waste your valuable words on nonsense replies. “I just wanted to...
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    Text Message Triage: The Slow Burn of a One-Sided Conversation

    On Thursday I texted my nephew to see if I could borrow his ladder this weekend. It is Tuesday and I still have not heard...

    On Thursday I texted my nephew to see if I could borrow his ladder this weekend. It is Tuesday and I still have not heard back from him. I remember seeing “Delivered” but I do not remember seeing “Read” – this wasn’t something I concerned myself with until recently. Myxiety is ruining my life because...
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    Subscription Service Overload: Drowning in Monthly Fees

    I could begin this article so many ways, but the truth of the matter last week was I screwed up. I made the rookie mistake...

    I could begin this article so many ways, but the truth of the matter last week was I screwed up. I made the rookie mistake of glancing at my bank statement. Let’s face it there are few things worse than checking your bank account. Online banking sits right up there with trips to the dentist...
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    Overzealous Fitness Trackers: Judging Your Every Step

    I never wanted a tiny computer bossing me around. As a birthday gift my sister sent me a fitness tracker. My sister was of the...

    I never wanted a tiny computer bossing me around. As a birthday gift my sister sent me a fitness tracker. My sister was of the mindset that my life would drastically improve if I were tracked every hour of every day like a prisoner of the Cold War. “It’ll encourage you.” she said starily through...
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    Public Restroom Riddles: The Quest for a Clean Escape

    The one test of courage we all must take in life – at some point – is using a public restroom. Shared by every adult...

    The one test of courage we all must take in life – at some point – is using a public restroom. Shared by every adult across the globe, it’s a rite of passage that knows no bounds: culturally, economically, or by how dignified we try to act. Every time we enter, we all think the...
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    DIY Destruction: When ‘Easy-to-Assemble’ Furniture Breaks Your Back

    As is customary with all contemporary homicides, mine began with these three words: home furniture assembly. Now, when I say “home furniture assembly,” I’m talking...

    As is customary with all contemporary homicides, mine began with these three words: home furniture assembly. Now, when I say “home furniture assembly,” I’m talking about those pre-built furniture kit you assemble YOURSELF. “I’m going to swing by IKEA real quick,” I lied to myself. “I’ll grab a bookshelf I’ve been wanting AFTER dinner on...
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    An Open Letter to People Who Don’t Replace the Paper Towel Roll

    To Whomever Leaves the Paper Towel Roll Half Empty, Yesterday morning was a normal day for me. As I poured coffee into my mug this...

    To Whomever Leaves the Paper Towel Roll Half Empty, Yesterday morning was a normal day for me. As I poured coffee into my mug this morning, half expecting it to spontaneously combust because of the ragtag way I treated it, I prepared myself for the exercise in frustration I was about to experience. Internally, I...
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    The Premium Subscription That Suddenly Doubles in Price

    It began like most culture-blacking atrocities these days did—with an email. “Introducing changes to your streaming plan!” the subject line screamed, laced with enough insincere...

    It began like most culture-blacking atrocities these days did—with an email. “Introducing changes to your streaming plan!” the subject line screamed, laced with enough insincere capital letters that I immediately felt queasy. Been on the internet enough years to know those sales when I see them. I’ve been a StreamBox (not the real name, surely...
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    How I Ended Up Creating a Taxonomy of Office Workers Based on Mating Behaviors

    It started small enough – pointing out an observation to Mei over lunch in the school cafeteria. “Did you ever notice,” I began, waving a...

    It started small enough – pointing out an observation to Mei over lunch in the school cafeteria. “Did you ever notice,” I began, waving a forkful of cafeteria-spaghetti around dramatically, “that Derek from Accounting always does the same three things when he walks over to talk to Jessica at the front desk? He’s like a...
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