Quotes About Frustration

Most of the time I go around feeling like an old man on roller skates.

Do you know what frustrates me?" he asked. "What?" "How badly I want to kiss you. I hate your mouth. I love your mouth. When you talk all that blather, it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard.

most humor starts from irritation.

I'm an exceptional artist. Trapped in the body of man with no musical

Very few of us relate to what it's like to be a hero. But everyone understands what it's like to fail.

Without a computer and with no other way to access the Internet, she had managed to submit fifty job applications online via her iPhone's tiny touch screen in the past few months. While these applications had generated some interviews, they had not resulted in a single job offer.

I find waiting unbearable because it makes me passive and negates me. I hate being nothing.

It's too much trouble to get laid. Because you have to go out with a guy, and go to dinner with him, and listen to him talk about his opinions, and I don't have that kind of time.

I blame Mother Nature two-faced bitch and Father Time bloody bastard .Yep those misogynistic killjoys have cut off my pocket money and left me grounded.With those two authoritarian heavyweights ganging up what chance does a woman have I aks you

I needed him here like I needed a yeast infection.

That asshat couldn't think his way through a fart without coaching.

Suck eggs, I thought.

Are you finished?" Emma asked. "Have you seen it?" "Yes." "And?" I considered crushing the handset. "And what?" "You're not furious?" "Sure I'm furious. My butt looks huge. Are you done venting?" That's what it was, of course. Venting.

I have some road rage inside of me. Traffic, especially in L.A., is a pet peeve of mine.

Geez, what do I need to do, use semaphore? I told you I was unclaimed.

No, I didn't enjoy that in the least. Do it again so I can not enjoy it some more.

And you can just stop that right now, too." "Stop what?" "That," Io pointed at his crotch, "You're getting all bulgy, and I resent your penis's implication that I'm doing something to arouse you. Unless you're some sort of weirdo who gets off by women saying the word 'penis' which is frankly kinda sad.

He made a tck noise in the back of his throat. It expressed all sorts of annoyance and impatience, with just a smidgen of an implied eye roll.

Honestly, it's like trying to discuss brain surgery with tapioca.

Hmph." I pushed the button a couple more times, trying to hurry the elevator along. "Oh, yeah, that's going to do some good. Everyone knows an elevator doesn't shift into second until you really lean on the call button." I pressed it another fifteen times, giving Jim a triumphant smile when the green light lit above the door. "Ha! See? It does too work—oh, sorry. Didn't mean to step on your foot.

Some days life just wasn't worth the trouble of chewing through the leather straps on the straitjacket.

All I want is a gentleman. I'm sick to bloody death of bastards.

Where did that incredibly short temper of yours go?!

All this time, and you're…still such idiots.