Frank Costanza

My neighbour's pet parrot remembers everything except my name. I am grieved.
Today in class I gave what I thought was a solid response to an open question that my teacher asked us. My teacher said thank you to me but didn't give me gold star. This grieves me.
I showed up at the caf at 12:35 and there was no chocolate milk. Grieved.
There are no mountain views from the windows on my side of the dorm. I am very, very grieved.
My professor talks about his grandchildren all the time but never shows their pictures. Grieved.
I wish to file a grievance against my alarm clock for its repeated and aggressive attempts to ruin my mornings, despite my clear preference to remain unconscious.
My boss doesn't let me give funny birthday cards to the employees. Grieved.
We're looking for grievances that are in jest. Don't share anything that is going to be hurtful or critical. They won't make them onto the wall. We air our grievances here on the website as well as on the physical wall next to Student Development.
We use cookies to analyze website traffic and optimize your website experience. By accepting our use of cookies, your data will be aggregated with all other user data.