The Whining and Bitching Thread

Maybe the expense of plane fare and the necessity of abandoning her entire social circle and Man Purse, plus an apparently horrific trip each way?
Just a guess.
 
What are the downsides of going home for Christmas, if you don't mind me asking?

I don't mind at all. Dad has been depressed since 30 years before I was born, I'm used to it. I don't mind the long trip travel aspect or the titanic cost of airfare at Christmastime, but this is my last year in Japan which means the last year I can live like a free spirited partyseeker, given my rent is cheaper than the rent I would pay if I moved back in with my parents, national health care etc.

In short I would love to go home for Christmas and I have a somewhat sickeningly great relationship with my parents, but I'm already making other travel plans - Shanghai, Frankfurt and Berlin - that may not be possible in the near future once I leave this gig.
 
One of my headlights blew out this morning after I started my car. I'm not really all that angry about it, although it is annoying. This will simply justify the purchase of new headlight assemblies for my car which I've been wanting for a while now anyways.
 
The price of band hoodies is outrageous. I want a sweet looking Megadeth hoodie, but the cheapest price I can find is 45 dollars. Ridiculous.

The scarcity of long sleeve band shirts is also unbelievable.
 
So my fat, knocked up, troglodyte cunt supervisor at worked pulled me aside today to discuss my "lack of productivity" at my job. This bitch has never done my job, and before getting to promoted to lower management last year, has never even managed anyone, yet she had the nerve to tell me that even if I don't like certain tasks I should put forth the required amount of effort and stop fucking around. She warned me that if I didn't become more productive at this particular task, I could get fired. Well, you Twinkie chugging whore, did it ever occur to you that I'm not very good at that particular job? I've been with this company for 5 fucking years, and I haven't gotten any better, so WHY THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU KEEP SCHEDULING ME TO DO SOMETHING I SUCK AT WHEN I COULD BE DOING A JOB I EXCEL AT?!?!? I told her what I was good at, and if she would just start assigning me to do that job, that my "lack or productivity" would go away. Amazingly, she tried my idea, and I fucking dominated. Despite finally getting my way, I'm still pretty sore about the situation.
 
She sounds like a great lady.

Why are the annoying micromanaging supervisor types always super fat? That was always the case at Target too when I worked there.