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Main Forums => Flamer's Corner => Topic started by: xolik on August 14, 2008, 02:58:52 PM
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Why do people still pay with a check for items less than $10 at the store? I was at Target last night and this lady held up the whole line writing a check out for a little under $10. I suppose I can understand not wanting an ATM\Debit card, however did you really need to wait until after everything was scanned before even getting your checkbook out?
If you're going to pay by check, get your checkbook out as soon as the cashier starts scanning items (if you do this while waiting in line, then it is even better) and fill out the parts about who it is for, the date, and whatever notes you want to ride. Example: "Hmmm...I'm next in line and I'm paying by check, better get out the book and start making it out." To: Target, Date: August 14th, 2008 Note: Anal Douche. Not only will doing this get you out faster, it stops you from looking like an inconsiderate cretin.
Also, dear Mr\Mrs\Ms Cashier person, small talk is all nice and good but if you're still chatting it up with the customer five minutes after the items have been bagged up and paid for, then you're officially wasting time. Knock it off.
Post whatever minor things that piss you off ITT.
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This aggression will not stand, man.
(http://www.guildhaven.org/images/lebowskicheck.jpg)
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I have never seen The Big Lebowsky, which is a minor thing that pisses me off ITT.
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It's one of my favorites of all my DVDs I own.
It really ties the whole room together.
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You're out of your element, Ivan!
The only time I ever pay for things with checks is when I'm broke and I know the check won't go through until after payday. So that's probably why.
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Indeed. You never know for sure if that few extra minutes that you're holding up the line might keep it from getting to the bank that day.
Always play it safe and wait till everything is bagged up before you start.
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Well, seeing as how this has turned into a thread about writing checks, I'd like to puff my chest out and sonorously intone that I stopped carrying a checkbook the moment the first debit card found a home in my smooth eelskin wallet. That's one bit of progress I wholeheartedly endorse, and harbor narry a whisp of nostalgia for the good old checkwriting days. What an arcane, barbaric aspect of commerce.
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Screw all of you. I still pay for everything with the barter system. I insist that my employer pay me in chickens, textiles, and grain.
Then I pay for things I need with feathers, eggs, hand-made clothing, and vodka.
ph33r.
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So your employer remunerates you in cock?
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Lends whole new meaning to being reamed by employer.
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Wait. That WAS the original meaning.
sry nvrmnd
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Checks are still better then morons trying to pay with American Express.
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I heard on the radio today that the Supreme Court ruled that health care practitioners cannot deny care to somebody based upon sexual orientation just because it conflicts with the religious beliefs of the care provider. I guess a lot of Christian doctors and nurses didn't want to treat gay people and that got me thinking about something.
You are a doctor\nurse. It is your job to bring relief to the afflicted, cure diseases and comfort the stricken. Why is that so hard to do? "Ah, but Xolik, I'm a Christian and being a damn dirty queer is a sin so you're supposed to suffer with illness as punishment for your dirty, dirty sins." No. That's not how it works. If you're going to tout how great of a Christian you are and how Christlike you are striving to be, then you better get yourself down to the AIDS hospice and start with the caregiving. Jesus healed people by the droves. He didn't exactly ask first about what they did to get sick, either. Leper? Schizo? (pretty sure that's what 'demon possession' was back in those days) Bleeding non-stop for 12 years? Cured. No questions, just compassion and mercy. You know, things doctors are SUPPOSED TO HAVE.
It pisses me off to the nth degree when I read about any healer turning people away for 'religious reasons.' I have a hard time wrapping my mind around that kind of hypocrisy. If you feel you've been called by Christ to tend to the masses, then you better tend to ALL of the masses, just as He did. What's wrong with these people? Can't they see by acting they way are are now, that they're doing the very opposite of what their own God was doing when He walked the Earth? GAH!
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Heal all of them or none of them.
Doesn't the Bible classify all humans as "sinners"?
Can't pick and choose, people.
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My mother is a nurse for a nominally catholic-based hospital, and certain employees clock out of the hospital and clock in with the state for certain procedures.
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Doesn't the Bible classify all humans as "sinners"?
"And talk about a preachy book! EVERYBODY'S a sinner! Well, except for this guy." /homer
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"Ah, but Xolik, I'm a Christian and being a damn dirty queer is a sin so you're supposed to suffer with illness as punishment for your dirty, dirty sins."
They're just afraid it's catching, and there's no cure for teh ghey.
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They're just afraid it's catching, and there's no cure for teh ghey.
Don't tell that to the Exodus people. I'll probably bitch about them some other time.
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I've heard of some cases where a patient will actually be hostile towards a nurse or such because of religious reasons, and at that point the patient will actually be transfered to a different doctor or nurse.
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Let Sexeh Jesus Rock ya (http://whatwouldsexyjesusdo.com/)
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Rant: First, a Little Backstory....
No. I don't need 'a little backstory' which more often than not turns out to be totally useless to the problem at hand. Don't waste my time spewing out a long winded history which ultimately goes nowhere. If you're going to talk to me about a problem, get the point and be quick about it. Slow-talking, fable-spinning, idiots need to be taken out of the gene pool.
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So if that's your back story then when are you going to tell us the topic of your rant?
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This'll be me in about another year or two...
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That one skittle in your signature is corrupting the others! :x
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That one skittle in your signature is corrupting the others! :x
With its yellow...Skittliness?
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Over the years, I’ve noticed a steady decline in the number of young people that have any sense of right and wrong. Last night in English class, I had yet another painful reminder that we are raising a group of young people with a complete lack of moral judgment. The topic for the discussion was 'ways to avoid plagiarism.' The professor explained that you don’t want to take somebody else’s work and pass it off as your own. Then I heard it from the back row: “Why not?”
At first I thought he was joking, but was the young gentleman in question was dead serious. Here he is, in college, honestly asking what is wrong with plagiarism. Is this what we are teaching our children these days? Do whatever you want to do as long as it gets you ahead in life? There is no right or wrong? That you should do only what feels good to you? What type of person can go through his life and not know that stealing is wrong?
I can see him as being yet another victim of our utter failure of a public school system. If, by his college years, he hasn’t learned that plagiarism is bad, then I’d wager to say he’s done quite a bit of it himself and probably gotten away with it. I also see him as being a victim of bad parenting. What kind of parent would raise a child with no ability to see the difference between right and wrong? Modern societal influences are partly to blame as well. When was the last time a successful television show depicted the hero following the rules and having a positive outcome as a result? It’s always the ‘bad boy’ hero that gets the job done in the end. No right or wrong, just what’s right for me at the moment. As much as I'd like to place the blame totally on him, can you really fault somebody for not knowing stealing is bad when they've never been taught otherwise? If you give a chimp a gun and the chimp shoots somebody, you can't blame the chimp.
Sorry if I’m rambling a bit, it’s just saddening to see society swirl faster and faster down the toilet.
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I agree with you, ivan and I guess you might be talking more generally than just schoolwork, but I thought I would add something else to the mix:
Although there may be less teaching of right and wrong to us youngins today, but there is also more pressure to succeed. Plagiarizing each and every paper / report a student has to create will obviously not get him far in life, but if he knows he will not get caught the temptation can be overwhelming to choose the grade over the right thing.
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I agree with you, ivan and I guess you might be talking more generally than just schoolwork, but I thought I would add something else to the mix:
Although there may be less teaching of right and wrong to us youngins today, but there is also more pressure to succeed. Plagiarizing each and every paper / report a student has to create will obviously not get him far in life, but if he knows he will not get caught the temptation can be overwhelming to choose the grade over the right thing.
I didn't write that. I pagiarized it from Xolik.
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I HAVEN'T SLEPT FOR THREE DAYS BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE WAY TOO LONG!!!
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Hedberg?
EDIT: I realize my error now. Problem is I check updated Threads from bottom up.
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Eighty-some years ago our fathers started this new country and decided everyone should be equal in it.
Now we're beating the tar out of each other, and it's like we're going to see whether that was a good idea or not. So here we are in this place where a bunch of dudes had at it. We're here to put a plaque down or something so everyone would remember these dudes who died for us. And that, folks, is totally awesome.
But, in a larger sense, we're just making a grand gesture, and can't really make this piece of real estate holy. The awesome dudes who fought here already made this place so holy, we can't make it any holier with our puny little ceremonies. And I don't care if no one gives a good goddam about my speech here, and this here plaque and banner, but no one should ever, ever, ever forget what our men in uniform went through here. And it's up to us to carry on and make their sacrifice worthwhile, and make sure the country doesn't fall apart.
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I HAVEN'T SLEPT FOR THREE DAYS BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE WAY TOO LONG!!!
Oh yeah, well I TYPE 120 WORDS PER MINUTE, BUT IT'S IN MY OWN LANGUAGE!
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So I've heard!
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Wendy's. What the fuck?
So apparently when you get your combo meal, you can switch out your medium soda for a small frosty for only $1.10 more!!
A small frosty only costs $1.19, jerkfaces. Why wouldn't I just ADD the frosty to my combo for $1.19 and enjoy the soda too?
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Because you are not a glutton?
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Wendy's. What the fuck?
So apparently when you get your combo meal, you can switch out your medium soda for a small frosty for only $1.10 more!!
A small frosty only costs $1.19, jerkfaces. Why wouldn't I just ADD the frosty to my combo for $1.19 and enjoy the soda too?
So just order the frosty as well. I've never had those at Wendy's. Are the good?
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So just order the frosty as well. I've never had those at Wendy's. Are the good?
They're ama-za-zing!
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I've never had those at Wendy's. Are the good?
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They're just Soft-serve ice cream in a cup. Nothing special. They are good; but Im sure you've had soft-serve ice cream before. And probably didnt pay $1.19 for about a Dixie cup's worth.
They are WAAAAAAy over-priced.
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Theater is spelled with an 'E' 'R'! Who's with me!?
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Theater is spelled with an 'E' 'R'! Who's with me!?
I agree those letters are in that word.
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Theater is spelled with an 'E' 'R'! Who's with me!?
Therate?
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"Democratic" Capitalism has worked pretty well for us so far... but isn't it a little short-sighted to try to Westernize other places and export it? The best thing that can happen is that it works, and they become our competition. Unfortunately, odds are that whatever place we're talking about works a lot cheaper than us.
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So we just have to talk them into upping their minimum wage.
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Give them the choice of upping the minimum wage, or becoming a glass parking lot.
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If you're going to be a dumb, loud, drama-whoring faggot and I call you out on being a dumb, loud, drama-whoring faggot who is responsible for his own piss-poor lot in life, don't get all butthurt about it but do something to change your life for the better instead.
I've met the worst living stereotype know to mankind. This guy at college is one of those annoying twats that completely defines himself by his sexuality. Faded pride tank top, rainbow wrist band, mentions that's he's gay every other sentence (Think Doug Danger for you Phil Hendrie fans out there) and basically leads a shitty life which is, of course, all society's fault because of homophobia.
Here's a newsflash for you: It's your own goddamn fault. Let's go down the list:
Morbidly Obese: Stop eating so goddamn much. Join a gym and do something other than hang out in the locker room with a towel around your waist.
Unemployed: I hear Jack in the Box is hiring. It's a crap job with crap pay, but it's YOUR crap job and working beats the alternative. You may actually have to start thinking about other people for a change, so I know it's scary, but you can do it!
You've been going to a JC for ELEVEN FUCKING YEARS! I know it can be hard, since I've been going to one for four years, but at least in my case it's not because I can't make up my mind about what major I want. "Oh, I was going into nursing at first, but then I read about homophobia in the health care industry (fucking LOL at that. You're a gay Filipino. It's not like there's a shortage of guys like you in nursing) so I changed majors to be a mechanic but then the shop teacher called me a dumb faggot for being a dumb faggot in class so I changed majors to poly sci, but the REPUBLICAN BASTARDS are mean so I'm going back to mechanics." PICK A PATH AND STICK WITH IT!
Indoor voice? What's that? Even your whispers are loud. "HEY XOLIK HOW'S IT GOING YOU BIG QUEER I'M GAY TOO YOU KNOW MY BOYFRIEND AND I ARE TOTALLY GETTING MARRIED WE'RE GAY YOU KNOW WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER THREE WHOLE GAY MONTHS GAY GAY GAY." Dude, we're in a library and I'm just saying 'hi' to you. Nobody wants to hear this shit.
I swear if I have to listen to you tell me one more time about how you're totally going to open a gay owned car repair shop in Palm Springs, I'm gonna scream. A gay owned shop in Palm Springs? Gee, what a pioneer you'll be! It's such a straight town, truly you'll go down in history as a trailblazer for gay rights. You should focus less on making sure you've got enough rainbow flags for your fantasy shop and instead focus on getting the skills and business knowledge needed to run the damn thing. Plus, nobody gives two shits if it's gay owned. If you own it, it's gay owned by default. How many people do you know make a huge deal out of "WE'RE STRAIGHT OWNED!"
Gah! Makes me want to rip my hair out sometimes.
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Gah! Makes me want to rip my hair out sometimes.
I use an Epilady. ohwait Im not gay...
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Wells Fargo, my Visa card issuer, offers a free service to help protect my financial information online. I had to enroll in order to place my recent newegg order. The last step in setting up this service is to include a password that I'll be asked each time I make an online order using this card. Now, I have a standard password that I use for ALL of my financial information. It's a VERY strong password. It includes:
lower case letters
UPPER CASE LETTERS
numbers
special characters
Length > 8 characters
Wells Fargo's stupid fucking service requires a password length of 6-8 characters and it may only contain letters and numbers. I called an bitched about it! What a bunch of crap. This doesn't help protect me! This makes me more vulnerable!
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Ok, if you have had a pay cut, job lost, house repoed, car repoed, no money to buy food, or lost your savings in a collapsed bank, etc; then fine. Be an ass to everyone and whine and moan about "the economy".
However, if you still have the same job, the same pay, still have your home, your vehicle(s), and are actually kinda chubby around the gut; then SHUT THE FUCK UP. What in the HELL are you whining/bitching/acting like an ass to me and saying stupid things like "Oh the economy, man! Its the rich people got all the money, and they just screwing us over!!"
You haven't had a fucking thing change but the price of gas and a few other items that crept up in cost; and you work for the same company at the same job I do, and we are in no way close to being laid off or otherwise losing any hours. In fact; we're SO covered up usually; that we are severely understaffed trying to meet contractual obligations to our customers. Your job isnt going ANYWHERE.
I get so f'in tired of people (generally left-leaning) whining about how bad the economy is; but when you ask them specifically what ails them - "Well, nothing yet. But I heard on CNN (or MSNBC) how bad things are right now, and I believe it, because they said it was Bush's fault."
Show me some blood before you cry around me.
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Show me some blood before you cry around me.
You want blood? I'll show you blood: I STILL don't have a six foot flat screen high definition TV, and the way the economy is going, next week will be more of the same. F'n Bush.
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What kind of world do we live in, where they advertise things not everyone can afford?
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Ok, if you have had a pay cut, job lost, house repoed, car repoed, no money to buy food, or lost your savings in a collapsed bank, etc; then fine. Be an ass to everyone and whine and moan about "the economy".
However, if you still have the same job, the same pay, still have your home, your vehicle(s), and are actually kinda chubby around the gut; then SHUT THE FUCK UP. What in the HELL are you whining/bitching/acting like an ass to me and saying stupid things like "Oh the economy, man! Its the rich people got all the money, and they just screwing us over!!"
You haven't had a fucking thing change but the price of gas and a few other items that crept up in cost; and you work for the same company at the same job I do, and we are in no way close to being laid off or otherwise losing any hours. In fact; we're SO covered up usually; that we are severely understaffed trying to meet contractual obligations to our customers. Your job isnt going ANYWHERE.
I get so f'in tired of people (generally left-leaning) whining about how bad the economy is; but when you ask them specifically what ails them - "Well, nothing yet. But I heard on CNN (or MSNBC) how bad things are right now, and I believe it, because they said it was Bush's fault."
Show me some blood before you cry around me.
Agree. I'm middle class. I'm not "in trouble". I don't "need the government's help". Thanks anyway Obama.
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I have the same truck, live in the same apartment and pretty much well fed for the most part. Money is still tight, but it's to be expected when you eat out as often as I do. (horrible habit, but I'm an even more horrible chef) It's not that I don't feel compassion for the people who got screwed, I do. But I also think the whole situation is just compounded by all involved parties being a bunch of selfish chowderheads. "A million dollar mansion for $700 a month? Sign me up!" "Sure, sure, just sign here. (I still get my commission, right?)"
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But I also think the whole situation is just compounded by all involved parties being a bunch of selfish chowderheads.
That, among other things:
"AIG’s expenditure of $440,000 for a corporate retreat at the St. Regis Monarch Beach resort in Los Angeles, Calif. These funds were spent on Sept. 22, a week after the Federal Reserve extended an $85 billion emergency loan to AIG to keep it from going bankrupt due to insurance liabilities.
According to the receipt from the St. Regis, the eight-day company retreat was a lavish one -- $139,000 was spent on hotel rooms, while even more money -- $147,301 -- was spent on banquets. Another $23,380 was spent on undisclosed spa treatments and another $6,939 was spent on golf. A full $9,980 was spent on room service and food and cocktails at the hotel lounge."
from here: http://www.foxbusiness.com/story/markets/industries/finance/aig-executives-blow--getting-bailout/
Copy of Hotel bill: http://www.foxbusiness.com/pdfs/AIG_hotel_bill.pdf
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That, among other things:
"AIG’s expenditure of $440,000 for a corporate retreat at the St. Regis Monarch Beach resort in Los Angeles, Calif. These funds were spent on Sept. 22, a week after the Federal Reserve extended an $85 billion emergency loan to AIG to keep it from going bankrupt due to insurance liabilities.
According to the receipt from the St. Regis, the eight-day company retreat was a lavish one -- $139,000 was spent on hotel rooms, while even more money -- $147,301 -- was spent on banquets. Another $23,380 was spent on undisclosed spa treatments and another $6,939 was spent on golf. A full $9,980 was spent on room service and food and cocktails at the hotel lounge."
from here: http://www.foxbusiness.com/story/markets/industries/finance/aig-executives-blow--getting-bailout/
Copy of Hotel bill: http://www.foxbusiness.com/pdfs/AIG_hotel_bill.pdf
Sums it up right here...
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A great big fuck you to the assholes in their cars who leave a fucking car length or more between them and the car in front of them while waiting in queue in a limited length left turn lane or even worse in the lane next to the limited length left turn lane so that I can't get in and have to wait for another whole 4 minute light cycle when I would have made it through the light if the fuckers had just pulled up another fucking foot. And fuck you to the people going straight in the right lane who are so far to the right of the lane that I can't pass on the right to make a fucking right turn on red. And a big fucking fuck you to the fuckers who leave a fucking car fucking length or three between fucking them and the fucking car in front of them (about 5 of them this morning) while in queue in at the metering lights to get on the freeway while I'm waiting through three light cycles to fucking get in the queue by turning left. Come on people, don't you know how much you're contributing to traffic congestion. I'm anti-death penalty but in their case I'd make an exception!
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FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCKS!
Yeah, I totally hate those things as well. Especially the left turn on a light deal when the turn light lasts all of 15 seconds and the dipshit in front of you is more concerned in seeing how far up his nose he can jam his finger instead of paying attention to the light.
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I heard an interesting solution once. Suction-cup darts with flags on them.
"Asshole" "Dumbass" "Clueless" ...
Every time someone does something stupid, you pop a cup on their ass. If they aquire so many flags; they get pulled and given a ticket for being a dumbass.
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Cruise control is a neat feature on cars. However, what some people don't understand is that when you drive into another speed zone, you need to adjust the cruise control setting to match the new speed limit. I can't tell you how many times I've been stuck behind someone on my way to work who has their cruise control set for 30 or 35mph when the speed limit is 45mph.
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I heard an interesting solution once. Suction-cup darts with flags on them.
"Asshole" "Dumbass" "Clueless" ...
Every time someone does something stupid, you pop a cup on their ass. If they aquire so many flags; they get pulled and given a ticket for being a dumbass.
Gerat, just what I needed. More activity involving my ass. Thanks a lot. :x
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A great big fuck you to the assholes in their cars who leave a fucking car length or more between them and the car in front of them while waiting in queue in a limited length left turn lane or even worse in the lane next to the limited length left turn lane so that I can't get in and have to wait for another whole 4 minute light cycle when I would have made it through the light if the fuckers had just pulled up another fucking foot. And fuck you to the people going straight in the right lane who are so far to the right of the lane that I can't pass on the right to make a fucking right turn on red. And a big fucking fuck you to the fuckers who leave a fucking car fucking length or three between fucking them and the fucking car in front of them (about 5 of them this morning) while in queue in at the metering lights to get on the freeway while I'm waiting through three light cycles to fucking get in the queue by turning left. Come on people, don't you know how much you're contributing to traffic congestion. I'm anti-death penalty but in their case I'd make an exception!
Observations:
1. Driving culture in NoCal and SoCal must be quite different. Here, people tailgate, always, at all speeds, in all situations. It's just the way.
2. The reason why we should continue to be anti-death penalty is because it is moral cowardice to ask the state to exact vengeance. Vengeance should be carried out by individuals. Rather than promote the death penalty, we should strive to change laws that punish individuals for pursuing their God-given rights to kill, maim or at least severely humiliate asshole drivers.
3. This is the first traffic-related complaint I've heard from you. I'm guessing your commute has changed for the worse.
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When I drop Ian off at daycare I have to get on 85 (the 85 if you're from SoCal), at Union and it's a left turn and the metering lights are invariably on.
Concur with #2 above. Brilliantly stated.
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Wendy's. What the fuck?
So apparently when you get your combo meal, you can switch out your medium soda for a small frosty for only $1.10 more!!
A small frosty only costs $1.19, jerkfaces. Why wouldn't I just ADD the frosty to my combo for $1.19 and enjoy the soda too?
They have coffee frostys on the menu here in RI. Haven't managed to try one yet but i want
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I went into Wendy's yesterday and they just got these float things. What's the difference between that and a frosty?
The float more than likely has soda in it, where the frosty doesn't contain any carbonation in it.
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When I drop Ian off at daycare I have to get on 85
Get on 85 what? What are these 85 things you have to get on? EIGHTY-FIVE IS A LOT OF SOMETHING, BUT WHAT IS IT?
(the 85 if you're from SoCal)
OHHHHH!
Got it.
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Hectar!
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I went into Wendy's yesterday and they just got these float things. What's the difference between that and a frosty?
I tried a Wendy's float yesterday. It's just drink of choice (I had Coke) and choice of ice cream flavor ( I had vanilla). Basically the same thing as a regular float, except it's soft-serve ice cream instead of 'hard' ice cream (scoops).
A "Frosty" is just soft-serve ice cream with a trade name.
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BUMP TIME
You know what really grinds my gears? These idiot teens wearing 'ironic' 80s shirts. It's bad enough that my childhood has been repackaged and sold back to me at jacked up prices, but seeing these kids walking around having ZERO idea about what it is that they're wearing other than Hot Topic sells it just bugs me.
And get off my lawn.
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BUMP TIME
You know what really grinds my gears? These idiot teens wearing 'ironic' 80s shirts. It's bad enough that my childhood has been repackaged and sold back to me at jacked up prices, but seeing these kids walking around having ZERO idea about what it is that they're wearing other than Hot Topic sells it just bugs me.
And get off my lawn.
This.
Preach on, my brother.
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Vintage Atari shirt has not arrived in time for your 80's party Xolik?
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Vintage Atari shirt has not arrived in time for your 80's party Xolik?
"Vintage" = cheap ass reproduction at triple the price.
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"Vintage" = cheap ass reproduction at triple the price.
With the logos printed slightly crooked, and one sleeve's shoulder is smaller than the other...
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Anybody who seriously uses the term "Opposite Marriage" needs to be shot.
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Started watching Metalocalypse and paused it a few times with the 'ol DVR. After doing this a time or two, I was about 4-5 minutes behind live. Moved my laptop to on top of my television remote, switched the channels twice and the DVR forgot the show. Missed the ending. :x
. . . although The Venture Bros is on now.
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Why must I get a period once a month! These cramps are really killing me; all my plans are ruined for the day and I have to stay home and do nothing but watch Pokemon. Why was I born female >.<? Why do we need periods? Screw children the world is going to shit anyway. Why make more copies of ourselves... I think they'd be more grateful not living in this world.
Answers to your questions in order asked:
Reproduction. 6:1 odds in favour. Because things get really crowded if you never take out the trash.
Solution:
Hysterectomy
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that's a bit like using a wrecking ball to knock down a tent. Overkill much?
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Hehe, thank God indeed that I don't have that kind of crap every month. Also, if men were to ones bringing children into the world? Things would be far less overcrowded, I can tell you that :D
Can rants be positive for a change? Was going to share that I'm really pleased with myself or with something that happened. Unfortunately I do not remember what it was about. So instead I'll just complain that it is far too sticky & hot here in Holland and it is very uncomfortable. I'm basically braindead by the time we hit one o'clock, stuck to my chair, stuck to my desk and feeling utterly incapable of doing anything in 35 degrees heat (that's like a 100 F right?) and 99% humidity. Let it rain already!
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Periods are rubbish. BUT...
Being a girl beats the shit out of being a boy. We have boobs, our orgasms our more intense, we can hug without people thinking we are over friendly, we make more interesting tennis players (yes for the outfits) and we can pretty much get sex... any time... ever! :slap
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lol@ rave!
It gets to the best of us. I once tried to describe what a period was like to my male friend and he died....actually died. FACT.
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I think I'd take cramps over morning sickness.
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me too, as when I vomit I cry. Don't like crying.
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Well this thread turned interesting real quick.
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The Geekery, not just for Homoerotic A-Team Fanfic Fetishists anymore.
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The Geekery, not just for Homoerotic A-Team Fanfic Fetishists anymore.
:lol:
That belongs on a t-shirt.
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Never trust anything that bleeds for a week and doesn't die.
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Why the HELL is it that the ads load and play just fine; but when you get to the CONTENT, it hoses or stutters so bad you can't watch it. :x
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Ok, America, get your act together. You're getting way too fat. Is this what we've really become as a nation? I'm all for freedom of choice and being able to eat what you want, but COME ON. At least make some kind of effort to balance your diet out. What the hell is wrong with our country? Gah, it irritates me to no end.
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Imagine how that would look if . . . she . . wasn't wearing all-black! Hopefully, Burger King didn't serve . . . uh, her?
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They did. There's a whole series of her ordering with cards behind her then picking up her 'snack' at the drive through.
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Customers are customers, I guess. Whether in a SUV or a Rascal.
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I split the healthcare posts off and put them in the political forum. I hope no one minds.
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'Touchy' vendors piss me off to no end. Don't come up behind me and put your hands on my shoulders as I look up our support contract on the computer. I don't even know you. Better yet, just stay way the hell far back from me, OK?
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Big nasty fart will cure that.
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'Touchy' vendors piss me off to no end. Don't come up behind me and put your hands on my shoulders as I look up our support contract on the computer. I don't even know you. Better yet, just stay way the hell far back from me, OK?
Females?
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Females?
No. Ugly males.
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No. Ugly males.
That's been my experience, too. The Bush/Merkel thing, with me as Merkel.
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No. Ugly males.
*shudders*
Hi ivan.
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Hi, Rog.
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Wells Fargo, my Visa card issuer, offers a free service to help protect my financial information online. I had to enroll in order to place my recent newegg order. The last step in setting up this service is to include a password that I'll be asked each time I make an online order using this card. Now, I have a standard password that I use for ALL of my financial information. It's a VERY strong password. It includes:
lower case letters
UPPER CASE LETTERS
numbers
special characters
Length > 8 characters
Wells Fargo's stupid fucking service requires a password length of 6-8 characters and it may only contain letters and numbers. I called an bitched about it! What a bunch of crap. This doesn't help protect me! This makes me more vulnerable!
The last holdout in accepting a strong password for access to financial information was my local bank where I keep my primary checking account. Yesterday, after I entered my username/password, I was greeted, not by the typical screen which lists my active accounts, but - by a screen telling me that my password was no longer considered strong enough based on their new standards.
"Hurray!" I thought.
I entered my current password in the top box and then I proceeded to enter my standard strong password into the new-password box. As I typed the combination of upper/lower case letters, numbers, and I watched the "Password Strength Meter" go from Weak to Very Strong. I clicked submit.
Then, I was greeted, not by the typical screen which lists my active accounts, but - by a screen telling me that my password was no longer considered strong enough based on their new standards.
"Weird Tingly Feeling!" I thought.
I entered my current password in the top box and then I proceeded to enter my standard strong password into the new-password box. As I typed the combination of upper/lower case letters, numbers, and I watched the "Password Strength Meter" go from Weak to Very Strong. I clicked submit.
Then, I was greeted, not by the typical screen which lists my active accounts, but - by a screen telling me that my password was no longer considered strong enough based on their new standards.
"Weird Tingly Feeling!" I thought.
I entered my current password in the top box and then I proceeded to enter my standard strong password into the new-password box. As I typed the combination of upper/lower case letters, numbers, and I watched the "Password Strength Meter" go from Weak to Very Strong.
This time, I decided to actually read what they allowed/required for the password. Therein I found the phrase that pissed me off. "NO SPECIAL CHARACTERS."
"UGH!" I actually vocalized.
Why? Why would a financial institution go so far as to require stronger passwords, but then not allow a truly strong password? And, why would they allow words within the password and still consider it to be strong?!
Hate incompetence.
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I've encountered that before. One particular site (on which I had to have an account in order to manage the service for which the site existed) required a password OF EXACTLY 8 CHARACTERS.
No more, no less. It didn't allow special characters, and it was case-insensitive, apparently.
You might as well just not have a password at all, if that's how you're going to do it.
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Wow! That is absurd. All three of those posts are making me frustrated by proxy. I'd like to know what on earth makes it impossible to use special characters in a password.
Also, in BizB's case, why they can't tell you that your password has invalid special characters instead of telling you your password is no longer considered strong? Absurd!
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Wow! That is absurd. All three of those posts are making me frustrated by proxy. I'd like to know what on earth makes it impossible to use special characters in a password.
I have found that if an application is passing a user name\password combo as part of a connection string to an SQL database, sometimes having SQL specific characters as part of your password causes the database to go sideways.
That's about the only thing I can come up with.
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I have found that if an application is passing a user name\password combo as part of a connection string to an SQL database, sometimes having SQL specific characters as part of your password causes the database to go sideways.
That's about the only thing I can come up with.
Our Oracle database here won't allow certain special characters in password or user name strings for exactly that reason.
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Oh. Well now I know! 8-)
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Gee... a simple RegEx to replace those characters would solve that in about 2 seconds. Or, hell, store the MD5 of the password like just about every forum out there does. There is no excuse.
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Gee... a simple RegEx to replace those characters would solve that in about 2 seconds. Or, hell, store the MD5 of the password like just about every forum out there does. There is no excuse.
I agree, just explaining. Heck the site should have told you not to use those characters in the first place if they couldn't be bothered to store the password in such a fashion as to not cause problems.
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Heh. I almost forgot about another one. One of the financial companies with whom I had an IRA (had, mind you... I've since rolled it over to a different, better company) had a web-only means of account management if you wanted to avoid waiting on hold 45 minutes any time you needed to do the simplest thing.
And their website had NUMERIC ONLY PASSWORDS.
That's right. No letters, no special characters. Your password HAD to be numbers only.
Nothing quite like entrusting your financial data to a security scheme that can be brute forced in seconds by a 12 year old.
:roll:
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1.) No, I won't fix your goddamned computer. The major reason being, I don't know how! God damn it! Just because I'm a fucking geek doesn't mean I can fix your fucking technology. Fuck you.
2.)Further more, I hate, HATE, H-A-T-E, hate customer support lines. So no! I'm not calling one for you! Those poor people have been on the phone probably for hours already talking to morons and are inclined to treat me like one! I'm not doing it! Fuck off!
3.)Finally, No! No I cannot reinstall my cd/dvd driver because according to my computer I DON'T HAVE ONE! Which I what I've been trying to tell you for the last 45 minutes! It's physically there. It was reading discs fine yesterday. But today? Not a single file you've mentioned is even in existence! Fuck the toubleshooting page! Fuck the god damned manual! And fuck your stupid machine!
I feel better.
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better than whom?
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Than my previous self.
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Data structures and algorithms.
Instructor: Use whatever methods you want to make this first program work. I just want you to be able to get it done./me uses a linked-list to create a database of stores in a mall.
Instructor (a day or so before the program is due): The first programming assignment specifically says to use a static array. Using a different method is an incomplete assignment./me scrambles to make a static array database but can't get the pointer logic to make sense.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure doing a linked-list is harder than a static array.
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Like OMG she's a GIRL!
Get a life. Get a brain. I have a 32ddd rack. You think I paid for these girls? No. They came free with the body and XX chromosome. Christ people.
Okay, I'll admit, I don't act much like girl often, but damn, it doesn't change the fact that I am one. You act all shocked and cased when I show up in a pink dress, 4" heels and a manicure. Oh and yes, a pink ribbon, would have SO totally made my day. I just couldn't find one.
I don't do it often, but I am still entitled to this behavior. I'm female. It doesn't alter anything. I can still change a tire in 4" heels and a mini skirt. I will still laugh at your weird boy-humor. I will still crack dark, cynical jokes that your girl friend does not understand and I will still reference sci-fi and horrors when I speak. It's just that tonight I will be doing it... as a girl. You'd think you'd never seen a woman in a skirt before.
And yes, I like shoes. They always fit.
Anyway... actually... I can only think of one thing I can't do in 4" heels and mini skirt.
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I have a 32ddd rack. the body and
4" heels and a mini skirt.
picsplzkthx
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I'm the same, but i like the extra attention i get. I went out with my sister and sister-in-law and a gaggle of girls. I got told I looked like a princess and a woman. Now I'm sitting at my desk in a pair of jeans two sizes to big for me and a sweater with holes in it and I'm respected like any average coder. It's awesome, I'm leading a double life.
Although the other day I had a real girly moment in front of one of the guys because I'd bough PINK LEMONADE!!!!!! lol
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we all know you're a girl. your cute avatar gives it away.
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picsplzkthx for all three of you!
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Anyway... actually... I can only think of one thing I can't do in 4" heels and mini skirt.
I'm going to be pondering this all day, because all the things I can think of you doing in 4" heels and a mini skirt only get better when done in 4" heels and a mini skirt.
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The flight response is hindered in 4" heels. I can run in them, but not as to effectively flee a threat. Thus, the heels must torn off the feet and chucked at the threat before the flight response can be chosen. This is not actually affected by the mini skirt, the mini skirt was merely a side note. Hence, the one thing I cannot do in 4" heels is flee.
Personally, I believe the man who invented heels, invented them with this very problem in mind. I believe them to be hobbles. Unfortunately (for men everywhere), the man who invented heels, invented very effective hobbles... that just happened to have a spiked apparatus and a decent throwing weight. Some are even quite effective in the absence of ninja throwing stars and using them as weapons goes on the list of things that CAN be done.
I have yet to patent the ninja throwing stiletto. I'm working on it.
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So have you ever had to use them as such?
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Yes. Unfortunately. :| Such is the world.
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Ouch. Sorry to hear that.
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No kidding. I lost a $40 pair of red spike stilettos.
The entire story ends with unexpected heroes and unexpected heroes are a good ending. It does have a rather long beginning.
<set-up>
When I lived in Orlando there was this dingy little bar on the corner from where I lived. Orlando has one of the worst gang populations in the country. I enjoyed visiting this bar because it had a wonderful pool table that sat mostly unused and gave me an opportunity to occupy myself without harassment. Also, the bartender let me in even though I was underage (20 at the time) and was happy to serve me as long as I never asked for alcohol. It was an arrangement. He'd serve me ginger-ale and I'd play pool and keep to myself. Never had a problem IN the bar. Ever. However, since the gang population was so high, I was uncomfortable walking to the bar and therefor drove myself there anytime I'd go. This required me to walk out to a poorly lit parking lot, sometimes by myself, to get back in my car to go home.
</set-up>
2am. I'm walking to my car.
I'm lucky my assailant was a moron. I was able to see him coming across the parking lot between the cars. When I realized he had cut me off from my car and was heading towards me with what appeared to be a gun, I chucked my shoes at him and ran. From what I am to understand (from what I've been told), I clocked him with one shoe in the head and totally missed with the other shoe. I don't know. I was running. For some bizarre reason, I chose not to run back into the bar, but to run towards home. I don't know. I was panicked. It would've been stupid if I wasn't lucky.
Apparently three gang members were standing on the corner when this all went down. We won't ask what they were doing there at 2 in the morning, but... anyway. Two of them saw me toss my shoes and run, and the third looked up when he heard the guy shout, probably from the pain of getting struck in the head with a stiletto. Two of them chase after the guy and beat him until he escapes into a vehicle and drives away. The third runs for his own car.
By this time, I'm a good ways down the sidewalk. Adrenaline was my friend. Never ran so fast in my life.
The third guy catches up to me in his car, rolls down the window and manages to talk me into slowing down. I refuse to get in the car, but finally agree to letting him drive beside me as a I walk home. He does. I get home safely. Never find my shoes though.
Later the cops tell me I don't have a case because nothing was stolen, I wasn't hurt, and I never saw his face. Don't ask about the witnesses. Remember, they were gang members, on a corner, at 2 am. Do you really think they'd come forward?
Heh, I'm just glad they were there. I returned in the morning to get my car. After that, I made the bartender or a well-known regular of the bar walk me to my car. I still don't leave a building and go to my car in a poorly lit area by myself. I have made security guards walk me through a Walmart parking lot before. I will do it again. The $40 pair of red heels I lost are all I ever want to loose.
Lesson learned.
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You act all shocked and cased when I show up in a pink dress, 4" heels and a manicure.
I get that, too.
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I get that, too.
Shocked in a good way 12, ;)
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Shocked in a good way 12, ;)
Haha. We really should hang out. :wink:
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That would be cool 8-)
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The entire story ends with unexpected heroes and unexpected heroes are a good ending.
I love happy endings!
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I have been on hold for so long that I'm expecting someone to come back on the line and proclaim that they figured out how to make a Titan missile out of paper clips and scotch tape.
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE COULD SHE HAVE ME ON HOLD THIS LONG FOR?????!!!!!!!!!
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It's their job to do that until you hang up, get frustrated and decide that if time=money it's not worth you time to pursue this any further.
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It's their job to do that until you hang up, get frustrated and decide that if time=money it's not worth you time to pursue this any further.
Honestly, I'm surprised they haven't hung up themselves. I've had that one happen.
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It's their job to do that until you hang up, get frustrated and decide that if time=money it's not worth you time to pursue this any further.
Having worked for a company who had that kind of philosophy before, I can honestly say that there's a good possibility that that is the case.
With whom are you on hold, V? I'm assuming you're still on hold, of course.
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And then if you're ultra vigilant they'll keep you on hold until the batteries in your phone run out. But then again, the tenacious customers like my wife will hang up after 10 minutes on hold and start the process over with another CSR. Eventually she'll get to a supervisor's supervisor and then make them cry. At least we have that going for us. It will at least drive up health care cost of said company for therapy. Hay, waitaminit, that must be why health care is 14% of GDP in the US (I guess it would be higher if half of the CSRs and or supervisor's supervisors weren't located in Bangelore, SE Asia, or Eastern Europe)
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And then if you're ultra vigilant they'll keep you on hold until the batteries in your phone run out. But then again, the tenacious customers like my wife will hang up after 10 minutes on hold and start the process over with another CSR. Eventually she'll get to a supervisor's supervisor and then make them cry.
This is essentially my normal tactic as well. If I have to do that more than once, my day isn't complete until I've ruined the day for at least one of them. Preferably more.
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Typical.
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Sort of my own irritation, but also a suggestion to everyone:
If you are going to post a link to a YouTube video, a news article, or any other media that exists elsewhere on the internet, how about a little tiny description or snide remark about it first? Maybe it's just me, but some threads seem to turn into link dumps which makes me avoid them all-together.
I like all of your posts and usually the things you post are interesting but I can't bring myself to check out a link with no description.
Thank you.
Douchenstein
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Sort of my own irritation, but also a suggestion to everyone:
If you are going to post a link to a YouTube video, a news article, or any other media that exists elsewhere on the internet, how about a little tiny description or snide remark about it first? Maybe it's just me, but some threads seem to turn into link dumps which makes me avoid them all-together.
I like all of your posts and usually the things you post are interesting but I can't bring myself to check out a link with no description.
Thank you.
Douchenstein
Dually noted.
what?? I read it with both eyes...
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People keep offering to get me on their school's sub list.
Uh....I'm not looking for a part time job because I'm bored. I'm looking for a part time job because I actually need money. But thanks anyway.
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Demo might could get you on a sub.
Do you still know anyone stationed on a sub, Demo?
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Demo might could get you on a sub.
Do you still know anyone stationed on a sub, Demo?
I don't think so. Most of my buddies from Back In The Day™ are either civilians by now, or on shore commands.
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Your $$ cleans African balls (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MHVxm9lvs8) No kidn.
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Your $$ cleans African balls (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MHVxm9lvs8) No kidn.
Holy crap.
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Sometimes, I get sick of this world. Everywhere you turn there's greed, hatred, apathy and a general lack of manners and civility. "Fuck you, got mine" seems to be the societal norm.
Stop the planet please, I'd like to get off.
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I just bought a $25 groupon to fund a Kiva project. There are a few of us altruists around.
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Oh and I'm volunteering for Sacred Heart Community Services on Monday to hand out food to the poor.
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Nope, nothing as fun as that. Just some volunteer work.
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Mini-rant time!
Screw getting old. The past year or so, I've noticed my stomach has decided it no longer enjoys spicy food. I can't even enjoy Del Taco's Jalapeno Rings without being confined on the can for hours afterward.
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Damn kid, get off my grass. I have all these strange ache's and pains. I can't stay up until all hours of the night anymore. And then there all all those god damned kids making all their noise.
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With their hippin' and their hoppin' and their bippin' and their boppin'
If I had a lawn, I'd be telling people to stay off.
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So they don't know what the jazz is all about, you see jazz is like jello puddin.
No, it's like the New Coke, it'll be around forever! :-D
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Here's a question. Why is it that men can't just apologize??!!!!??!! A simple, heartfelt 'I'm sorry' would totally get you fuckers off the hook, but nooooooo. Is it genetic? Is it something that just automatically comes with a Y chromosome?
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Here's a question. Why is it that men can't just apologize??!!!!??!! A simple, heartfelt 'I'm sorry' would totally get you fuckers off the hook, but nooooooo. Is it genetic? Is it something that just automatically comes with a Y chromosome?
It's not my fault, you started it.
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I mean, really, the following sentence ends the hostilities.
"I'm honestly not sure exactly what I did, but I know that it hurt your feelings, and I am sorry for that."
Done. Hostilities ended. You're off the hook, and possibly even getting laid. But, nooooooo. Instead we get to dance around the issue and claim ignorance and blah blah blah blah blah. To the men that are reading this, memorize that sentence and I promise you that 95 out of 100 times you do something wrong, that will fix it.
:x
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"I'm honestly not sure exactly what I did, but I know that it your feelings, and I am sorry for that."
There is a very simple reason I don't use this line: I refuse to enable women I'm with to live in some irrational delusion where I'm somehow guilty or something they think I might allow to float through my mind... reinforcing this kind of behavior drives me out of my skull almost as much as women who go back to the men who beat them outside of a consentual context where a safety word might be involved.
I'm not one to lie to my significant other, even if it does piss them off when I won't let them bait me.
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I get what you're saying, TD, and I totally agree with you. I don't mean that it should be used when it's not an honest feeling. I'm talking about a situtation where you actually do fuck up, and actually did hurt someone's feelings when you didn't intend to.
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That case all depends on the context and intent. There are just some people that need to grow a thicker skin when it comes to the opinions of others.
That being said, yes, there are some men out there oblivious enough not to realize what they did, but the simple solution to that problem is to just not get involved with people that are that far out of touch with their immediate surroundings.
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Any practice that possibly gets one laid is in one's best interest to wholeheartedly adopt.
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Any practice that possibly gets one laid is in one's best interest to wholeheartedly adopt.
The AIDS clinic disagrees, good sir.
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Here's a question. Why is it that men can't just apologize??!!!!??!! A simple, heartfelt 'I'm sorry' would totally get you fuckers off the hook, but nooooooo. Is it genetic? Is it something that just automatically comes with a Y chromosome?
I'm sorry I can't quite come up with the perfect joke to riff on this, so I'm having to settle for a lame apology instead. :(
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I'm honestly not sure exactly what I did, but I know that it hurt your feelings, and I am sorry for that.
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Me too.
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What if it was something I'm actually NOT sorry about? Would some really good, attentive head get me off the hook?
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Excellent question, indeed. Will all that mango practice pay off?
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Fuckers. :x
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Uh oh. What did they do?
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Um...
I forgot. :oops:
(I don't do grudges.)
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Based on your description, I'm assuming they fucked something.
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I remember that it was a company-related rant; so yes indeed. Things there are so MASSIVELY fucked up and
utterly retarded there that to dwell on any of it at all (much less try to comprehend their thinking - or lack of) is certain insanity.
Honestly. I can't really convey just how . . fucktarded they are. It's the kind of jaw-dropping, gob-smacking, drool slinging,
helmeted stupidity that would get me or you arrested and sent for mental evaluation; for real.
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I'm all for logical and reason but...
Church-people are hypocrites ergo God does not exist?
W.T.F.?
Are you fucking serious?
What a fucking stupid argument base. I can argue that with "The man who aggravated a bear into mauling him, lived ergo Natural Selection isn't real."
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Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. There’s too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. Uckin’ with my shi-.
How many mutha uckas? Too many to count. Mutha uckas.
I pay my mutha uckin’ rent fortnightly, mutha uckas at the bank trying to play me. And I’m out for my account ‘cause out on AP, on AP. Yeah, you know me. Mutha ucka charge a two buck transaction fee. Makes my payment short. My rent comes back to me minus a twenty-five dollar penalty. So you’ll see me ‘cause of your mutha uckin’ fee. Read the words on my ATM slip, it said we’re all mutha uckas and we’re uckin’ with your shi-.
Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. My transaction shi-! There’s too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. My weekly statement shi-! Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. With my balance shi-! How many mutha uckas? Too many to count. Mutha uckas.
The mutha ucka runs a racist uckin’ grocery. The mutha ucka won’t sell an apple to a Kiwi. The shi- fight’s gonna get vicious and malicious. Cut the cra- ... I need my red delicious. Tells me as a Kiwi that my money isn’t valid. Gonna dice the mutha ucka like a mutha uckin’ fruit salad. Then... ... Granny Smith... ... ...an avocado... ... b-... -a... ... ...a mango... ... Then pop an apple in his ass, yeah!
Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. I’m gonna juice the mutha ucka. There’s too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shi-. He’s gonna wake up in a smoothie. Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my ... Everybody come on! Too many mutha uckas uckin’ with my shhhhh
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ergo
ERGO?! WHERE?!
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Try facebook.
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I've come to the conclusion that were it nor for wanton cream pies; the human race's inherent stupidity should've extinctified us by now.
How did we get so advanced? Rape, and unwanted pregnancy. :|
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I'm an accident.
Mom> Ya know Joey, you were an accident.
Me> Wha!?
Mom> Yeah! If you ever want to know what birth control not to use, ask me.
Me> . . . :?
Mom> . . . The foam!
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I hate today. I hate this place. I hate this so-called house. I HATE this job. I hate everything, and I miss my animals.
FUCK EVERYTHING. :-(
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FUCK EVERYTHING. :-(
Dude, totally with you there. That's the plan for tonight.
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I've been playing phone tag with the Hematologist for three weeks now. The only number he gives me is the receptionist line that goes straight to voicemail so I have to leave a message. I give him my cell phone number every single time but he keeps calling my home phone. He somehow always calls when I am out.
So I just got another message from him saying that he's been trying to reach me for a few weeks and wonders if there's a better number to reach me on. HOW ABOUT MY CELL PHONE????
Also, he keeps running blood tests on my daughter and can't find what's wrong. Why does that not surprise me?
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Also...this pisses me off. ???????????
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I hate being told I'm getting paid for a job but then it's all "I don't have the money."
I need more mouthwash...
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I hate being told I'm getting paid for a job but then it's all "I don't have the money."
I hope you didn't do the hit already.
See, that's why I always get my money up front for those kinds of contracts.
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I hate being told I'm getting paid for a job but then it's all "I don't have the money."
I need more mouthwash...
Blow, hand, or rim?
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Drug Commercials...
How about saving that five minutes of side effects, doctor's warnings, when to use and when not to use, what to use with and what to avoid using with for the people who actually NEED the fucking drug.
Also, I'm getting REAL tired of hearing all the medical shit certain people can have "with little or no cost to them". Really? Then the cost is payed by whom? Oh yeh... EVERYFUCKING ONE ELSE who DOESN't need a fucking scooter to haul around their lazy fat ass; or 200 catheters a month. PAY YOUR OWN GODDAMN WAY.
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Drug Commercials...
How about saving that five minutes of side effects, doctor's warnings, when to use and when not to use, what to use with and what to avoid using with for the people who actually NEED the fucking drug.
I'm sure it's some sort of federal regulation forcing them to put all that in there. But yeah, I know all about the side affect but have no idea what the drug does.
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The cholesterol-lowering med commercials are hilarious. After 5 minutes of side-effects, you can catch the fine print saying "xxx is not shown to reduce the risk of heart attack or heart disease". Makes you wonder what the hell it's used for.
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Makes you wonder what the hell it's used for.
It's used for generating income.
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The big pharma companies look for things that people will take daily for the rest of their lives. This generates a nice income stream. When a med comes off of patent, they tweek the formulation and then sell that so they can reap even more profit out of the cash cows. All those statins (cholesterol reducing drugs for those not in the know) are pretty much in their third generation now (and the pharms market these even though there is minimal increase in efficacy).
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Ugh, those 'High Fructose Corn Syrup' commercials. Pure bull.
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It's used for generating income.
Quoted for relevance.
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What the fuck, Sears!!???
My air conditioning isn't fixed. They just made believe it was. So this time when the pan overflowed, it didn't just drip down from the attic door, it went a different way. Soaked the ceiling in my bedroom and dripped onto my bed.
I have a separate a/c unit for downstairs and upstairs. The downstairs one is like 25 years old and is covered under my home warranty. I've lived here for 9years and have never had a problem with it. The upstairs one was just installed 5 years ago and has broken twice already. Three times if you count the fact that they fixed it two weeks ago but it's not really fixed.
MEANWHILE, it's going to be 100 degrees out today....I'm 8 1/2 months pregnant and have a small child who doesn't communicate to me when she's dying of heat stroke while she sleeps.
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http://www.complaintsboard.com/complaints/sears-c95099.html
Par for the course, apparently. :-(
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I wish I could have said this earlier.
NEVER BUY ANYTHING FROM SEARS.
All the appliances in my mum's new house were from Sears. They have all had to be replaced within 5 years. Sears did nothing to help. Sears fucked her over, actually. We are no longer fans of Sears'.
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That's sad, too. They're almost an American icon. Been around a long time.
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I wish I could have said this earlier.
NEVER BUY ANYTHING FROM SEARS.
All the appliances in my mum's new house were from Sears. They have all had to be replaced within 5 years. Sears did nothing to help. Sears fucked her over, actually. We are no longer fans of Sears'.
I could have told you that. We got fucked over with a refrigerator. The freezer kept failing and we lost a couple hundred $ worth of food several times each time it failed. Their repair people were horrible. We also had problems with the dryer. It took 9 service calls for them to fix it. We ended up buying a new refrigerator from Lowes. No problems. Fuck you Sears and may you die a horrible death.
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Oh great. And now I bought the shittiest fan in Walmart! But I can't take it back because my daughter neeeeeeeds it.
It blows cool air, so I guess it can't be the shittiest. It just won't extend up. It won't tighten all the way and the fan part is too heavy so it just slides back down. It's just as well because when you try to put it back up, the entire fan part of it comes off the base. :roll:
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Sears has been here 3 times to fix the A/C. It's still leaking. Enrique finally found the problem. The water is going through the pipe, around to the back of the unit and dumping into the pan. Then the pan overflows, soaking the attic floor and ultimately dripping onto my bed. Enrique doesn't know how to fix it so we have to wait for Sears to come out again. It's so fucking hot up here. I can run the A/C if I vacuum 10 gallons out of the pan and dump it in the tub. I can't physically do that in my present state. And Enrique has been working 14 hour days. I don't expect him to do it when he gets home either.
I'm too hot to rant, this was more of a whine.
There's AC at the hospital. Maybe I should go into labor now.
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That really sucks. I can't sleep for shit when it's hot. And I've never even been pregnant. I haven't the foggiest idea how uncomfortable that must be.
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Well, I went up there and vacuumed out the water. It wasn't too bad. Enrique got home just in time to carry the 10 gallon bin down the attic stairs. So I had AC for a night. It took all night for the temp to drop from 85 to 75.
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Move to a drier climate and the AC won't suck out so much moisture.
/me is glad he doesn't live on that coast.
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It really should be tied in to the house plumbing drain line, or run all the way to the outside of the house; instead of a drip pan.
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Oh it does. The drip pan and the unit both have a pipe coming from them. They meet up and run to the outside of the house. But for some reason the water isn't going down the pipe that runs outside the house, it's going back to the pan.
Here is an MS Paint drawing of the unit as seen from above it.
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Oh. There could only be two reasons then that it isn't draining. Either it's clogged up, or it has a spot somewhere that doesn't 'flow' downhill. If all the pipe has a visible downward slant all the way out (so the water flows 'downhill'); then it's clogged. They should know that before leaving the shop.
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Oh - there IS one more thing that could cause that. If they used too small a diameter of drain pipe; small enough that the water flow can't keep up with the drip. That's pretty unlikely, but hearing your experience with them, it's something to keep in mind.
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The first guy blew air through the pipe so I think it is clear. It would have made a big wet mess if the air just went to the pan and the pan was full, right?
The second guy said it was on a bad slant and put a block under one end.
The third guy did something else, I'm not sure.
But I will tell Enrique these things to tell the guy when he comes.
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Hook him up to electrodes and tell him if the water isn't gone you're gonna juice him.
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To the asshole in the pink shirt with white writing about some church on it who stood up and told my manager from Vietnam (whose accent is as thick as your sweet tea) that she ought to hire American waitresses who speak English, go to fucking hell. She is an American and her English is good enough. The next time you come up in here I'm speaking French to your ass the entire time I wait on you (because it's the only language I remember enough of to pull that off). Maybe I'll speak a different language every time I roll up to your table. Possibly Klingon. Suck on that.
I did enjoy my boss walking back to the wait station, steaming mad, after telling him that she didn't need his business, and saying, "Send him to Vietnam and make him work in a restaurant there. See how it feels." Then she continued to vent in Vietnamese for twenty minutes.
I was left to explain to the new hire that the boss wasn't mad at her. She was mad at the table for being assholes. I learned that 'asshole' doesn't translate easily into Russian. Which is sad, because if you've read to here, you've surely caught on by now, that 'asshole' is my one of my favorites, second only to 'fuck'. 'Fuck' only wins by means of diversity of usage.
Now that I've littered this thread with swear words, I just want to say, honest, hard working people who get into this country legally are just as American as the next person who was born here. And I'm sorry your fine tuned ears cannot understand her accent. She probably can't understand your accent either. And who are you to say something about her English? Her sentences are better constructed than yours. Let's talk about your shitty English. What's your excuse? It's supposed to be your first language.
There... now I think I'm done. Yup. Done.
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I think my baby is colicky.
And that makes me want to cry...for three hours straight on three out of the seven days ...during three weeks in a row.
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It will pass. And in the long run, it will have been but a tiny blip in the big scheme of things. In the long run.
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Welp, the good news is that I don't think he's technically colicky. I think I figured out that he cries and cries when I eat eggs.
The bad news is that I ate a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich this morning, forgetting that it contains eggs.
Stupid.
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Well that hasn't got MUCH eggs in it...
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I posted this elsewhere, but I figured I'd share it here too, since some things simply need to be ranted.
Dear US Cable,
You leave cable slung across my yard in two different directions for 6+ weeks.
I tell you repeatedly that not only does it need to be buried -- I need to mow my fucking lawn, people! -- but I need to be present when it does, so you need to call me when you decide to come out and bury it.
Why, you ask? Because, US Cable, you have a 100% track record of fucking every single thing up that I have ever, ever asked you to do, no matter how large, small, trivial, or otherwise simple.
I have an invisible dog fence. I don't want you to come and just dig willy nilly and cut that, because it'd be a pain in the ass to repair that.
I have plants I don't want you to disturb or damage.
I have plans to put paving stones back to our firepit and put a patio back there and I don't want to have to contend with shallowly-buried coaxial cable right where I want to dig.
But, despite my repeated requests, and of late demands, that you let me know when this cable will eventually be buried so I can be present for this event, you never returned my calls like you said you would.
You always just shrug, smile that stupid smile and politely tell me "Oh, we have no idea, but we'll check on it and get back to you."
And you never let me speak to anyone that DOES have any idea, or an IQ higher than 75.
So yesterday, when I got home from work, I discovered a big, unsightly gash carved diagonally across my back yard, right across the middle of it, right where I plan to dig up and put paving stones and a patio.
And I discovered that you cut plants down adjacent to my house, all the way to the ground, out of spite. Not because you needed to. Not because they were in the way. Just out of spite, I'm assuming. They weren't in your way. They weren't in any way connected or related to necessity associated with burying the cable you so carelessly left all over the goddamned place.
And when I called your useless customer service to ask what the FUCK this is all about, as usual, you just shrugged, smiled that stupid smile, and politely told me "Oh, we have no idea, but we'll check on it and get back to you."
Well guess what, you fuckers.
I've been doing a little digging, and I have some better phone numbers to call now. I'm reasonably sure some of them aren't business phone numbers either.
My money is on someone coming out and fixing this in the next 10 days. Because if you thought I was annoying before, now you've managed to piss me off.
Hugs and kisses,
-- Mr_Shifty
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And here's the explanation of my tactics, and what has resulted from them.
My typical approach to a situation like this is to annoy them -- and everybody involved -- enough that they will do just about anything to just make me go away.
Usually my main strategy is full blown total assault. I hit everybody I can get in my sights with everything I've got. Heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, C4, nuclear warfare, everything.
I aim to upset them, rattle them, and make them wonder "Wow, what the FUCK is wrong with this guy!???".
Because at that point, they simply don't want to envision a life where they have to deal with me on a daily basis.
Complete. Fucking. Asshole.
I very carefully craft a phone persona for each person with whom I talk. It's designed, custom tailored to each person to rattle them the most.
After 15 years or so in tech support, I know a thing or two about what rattles people over the phone. :)
So I'm the guy that ruins that person's entire day. I'm the guy they talk about over beers after work. I'm the guy that they talk about when they start a story with "Well, the worst customer I EVER had to deal with was..."
Anyway, in this particular case, I accomplished it with four primary phone numbers:
1. The direct number that goes to the head of US Cable's customer service office in Cambridge, MN
2. The US Cable main customer service 800 number
3. The cell phone number of the idiot that led the crew that tore up my yard (who works for, as I found out, "Schroeder Construction", with whom US Cable contracts for cable burying)
4. The direct number that goes to the director of operations for Schroeder Construction
I utilized a guerrilla attack. I phone bombed US Cable customer service and rattled a few CS reps who, since they probably make about $11 an hour, do NOT want to deal with me calling them every day.
While they were still reeling from that, I left two very articulate, calm voicemails for their boss, the head of US Cable customer service in Minnesota, detailing with names and dates precisely how US Cable's customer service failed on multiple levels, leading to a situation which in all likelihood will involve attorneys if not resolved immediately.
Then I called the crew leader who works for the contractor did the work yesterday, on his cell, at 9:00 last night.
To his credit, I have to hand it to him. He was pretty polite, even though I unloaded both barrels on him, again and again. He eventually hung up on me, but it took him almost 15 minutes of some of the harshest abuse I'm capable of dealing out before he did so. Kudos to you, sir. You may be a fucking idiot who can't follow simple instructions, but you're thick-skinned.
And finally, I left a voicemail for Schroeder Construction's director of operations. This one was polite and articulate, much like the one I left for US Cable's head of Minnesota customer service.
The result was a phone call I got from Schroeder Construction's director of Operations at 7:00 this morning.
He didn't only receive a voicemail from me last night. He got one from US Cable's head of customer service. I don't know the content of it, but I think it probably wasn't as polite as mine was. :)
At any rate, at 5:30 pm today, there will be a crew at my house to fix the situation and do it correctly, under my direct supervision.
Thing is, I was willing to take a half day, run home over a late lunch, whatever, in order to meet them there had they simply called me before tearing up my yard. I considered that a reasonable request.
But since they couldn't even do that, I made unreasonable requests, like making them send a work crew out on a re-do after 5pm.
The guys in that work crew won't like me much. That's okay. I'll treat them like gold. The real people they'll hate are the assholes they work for who are sending them out after 5.
This is what it takes to get US Cable to do things correctly.
And I've no reason whatsoever to ever change my approach. It's the only way to get results. I'm like a dog who bites people and gets positive reinforcement for it.
So why stop?
I know. I'm an asshole. But I'm okay with it.
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Wow. I am soooo opposite from you.
So you can't get verizon fios where you live? Here, we have a few different choices that do the same thing...Comcast Cable, Verizon Fios, maybe something else...can't remember. If you don't like one, you switch.
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I should run a workshop to teach people how to do this.
No, at the moment, my Internet options are US Cable and Qwest.
Sadly, between the two, US Cable is far more competent.
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*Submit resume to LSI (http://www.lsi.com/Pages/default.aspx).*
*Find out I need three more hours to graduate.*
*Get call back from LSI with interview. Have to tell them I won't graduate 'till December.*
Shit.
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Ewwww.
Sorry.
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Went to bed at 11:30.
Daughter wakes up screaming at 1:30. Bring her into my bed, where she tosses and turns for a few hours.
Son wakes up at 4, time to eat! I feed him.
Before I fall asleep...Daughter is wide awake and ready to get up at 5.
Ugh.
I guess it serves me right for going to bed so late.
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I suppose it's yet another reason I'll burn in hell, but I am just about tired of reading/hearing about 9/11/2001.
Also, being in the wrong place at the wrong time does NOT make you a hero. Simply surviving a tragedy does NOT make you a hero.
Knowing one building just collapsed, but trudging up tens of flights of stairs wearing over a hundred pounds of turnout gear to (hopefully) save someone else is the stuff heroes do.
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I am just about tired of reading/hearing about 9/11/2001.
Yeah. see you there, I suppose.
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I suppose it's yet another reason I'll burn in hell, but I am just about tired of reading/hearing about 9/11/2001.
I too am tired of hearing about my 16th birthday. I mean, it wasn't even that great of a birthday.
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I too am tired of hearing about my 16th birthday. I mean, it wasn't even that great of a birthday.
Whoa. Understatement.
My sister complains about being born on Christmas Eve. I'm gonna have to tell her it could be worse.
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Funnily enough [or maybe not so funny] my birthday was notorious for being a horrible day even before that. Every time we try and make specific plans on the 11th, something bad happens, everything from 9/11/01 to a horse who had been in the family for 32 years dying to preparing a party for the RSVP of 13 people only to have absolutely no one show up. The best years are like this year, when nothing is planned and it's somewhat disorganized and scattered but at least no one died, no one was injured, people showed up, and no one was in a car wreck. Hell, the day I was born, I died. That was probably not a good omen.
In short, you can tell your sister I would trade with her in a heartbeat. I'm not sure if it would make it any better, but at least I wouldn't have to hear about how 'tragic and sad a day' my BIRTHDAY is.
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Happy Birthday!!
I mean, a sad, somber reminder day.
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In short, you can tell your sister I would trade with her in a heartbeat. I'm not sure if it would make it any better, but at least I wouldn't have to hear about how 'tragic and sad a day' my BIRTHDAY is.
When you get to be my age, you'll understand how every birthday is a tragic and sad day.
As for that 9/11 bullshit, fuck them all in the eye (except the people who went in knowing full well it was a not-safe environment.) If anything, it's an excuse to party hearty.
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Happy Birthday!
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Yes. Happy Birthday.
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Slippy?
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Canker sore on the inside of my lip, canker sore on the underside of my tongue, killer sore throat.
That's what I've been dealing with this week. What misery. To add to it, my options for medication are limited because I'm breastfeeding.
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Canker sore on the inside of my lip, canker sore on the underside of my tongue, killer sore throat.
That's what I've been dealing with this week. What misery. To add to it, my options for medication are limited because I'm breastfeeding.
Huh. I'd have thought you'd have graduated to solid foods by now.
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Oh my.
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I walked out of my house a little before 7 am today because I had to go to work, which is the only reason I will ever leave my house before 7 am. Across the street and a few houses down was a black truck with some dumb flame design painted on the side. This is called foreshadowing.
As I was unlocking my bike, Mr. Truck decided it would be a capital idea to lay on his horn a few times, presumably to get someone out of the house. Since it was before 7 am and I was outside, I locked eyes with the man and glared at him with all my muster. I'm tired now because I'm out of muster. Anyway, he looked away, and then seconds later drove off, which was even more annoying. So I guess this was important enough to disturb everyone but not important enough for him to wait?
How much of a douche are you that you can't a) use a cell phone or b) walk two goddamn steps and use a doorbell and so instead have to try your hardest to wake up everyone nearby? Find a man whose truck has stupid flame designs on the side and ask him, for he knows. Oh, he knows.
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In the South this breed of douchebage is often referred to as Rudasshell. He is commonly the result of Mommadidn'traise'imright and the only known treatment is IwillkickyourassintoSunday and dragittochurch.
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If you're going to bug me every day to send thank you cards, quit sending me shit. And if it truely is your friends bugging you (yeah right) for me to send them a thank you card...tell THEM to quit sending me shit!
I got married. My mother in law bugged me and bugged me about the thank you cards. Fine, I'm bad at it, and they had to go out. Then Havana was born and my MIL's friends all send stuff. And she bugged me to send thank yous. Then Havana got baptized. More thank you cards. Now Andrew was born and I gotta send out thank you cards. I've been filling out thank you cards constantly for the past three years!
I don't think I've ever sent someone a gift expecting a thank you card. I've never thought twice about it. No doubt it is a nice gesture. But geeez, I'll get it done when I get it done. She mentioned it to Enrique three times this week! ARGH!!!!!!
Thank you!
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I know I'm bad. I know I'm lazy. I know I don't really want to do it. I know it's my fault and I need to do it.
But do you realize I have two children under the age of two? I get up 2-3 times a night. SEVEN. Seven is the record that stands right now. I had to get up seven times one night. Then I get no break during the day until the older munchkin goes to bed at 7:30, then I cook and eat dinner. Thank you cards isn't the most pressing thing for me right now.
I guess I wasn't done.
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I can only speak for myself (legally, this is a thing in Canada where lawyers have explicitly told me I'm not allowed to speak for the country in any kind of international capacity), but I have never once ever ever said "Where's my thank you card?"
When I'm giving someone a gift, it's because I want them to enjoy something or celebrate something or put the spycam I've installed in their gift somewhere. It's not to receive thanks. That just seems like giving a gift with an expectation. Is it rude if someone just snatches a gift and doesn't say anything at all? Sure, and I'll think twice about giving them something again.
I know you're kind of stuck in a difficult position because you don't want to disrespect the MIL, but it sounds to me like she's kind of control-freak buttface who needs something to do. Send her a card that says "Thanks for stressing me out during the formative years of my children's lives" and then hire a hitman if she gives you any more trouble.
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I cannot imagine why someone going by the name "MISTER MASSACRE" would not be allowed to speak for his country in any official capacity.
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Mr. M, I'm going to send you a thank you card for that post.
I think she thinks her friends are sitting around thinking "where's my thank you card?" and she's embarrassed that I haven't sent them. But again...same thing. Thanks for stressing me out indeed!
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Once you send them out, I'm sure they get their mail and are like "W.T.F.? ANOTHER thank you card from them? What is with these people?"
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Yeah. Another set going out in Jan for the new one's baptism.
Oh the birth announcements are also in there. When am I sending those? My friend so and so didn't get one, did you forget her? Didn't I give you the list?
I'm keeping USPS in business!
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Mr. M, I'm going to send you a thank you card for that post.
Great, then I'm going to have to send you a thank you card for the thank you card and you'll have to send me a thank you card for my thank you thank you card and I'll have to send you a thank you thank you thank you thank you card for that and then you'll
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Doesn't Ponch have working hands? Can't he send the fricken thank you cards. Especially since it's his gene pool that's demanding them?
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Yeah, tell him he can choose between breastfeeding the kids and sending the thank you cards.
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Yeah, tell him he can choose between breastfeeding the kids and sending the thank you cards.
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Finally got those stupid thank you cards done. I ordered the ones from shutterfly that you can put pictures on and a personalized message. Less writing for me = good. I wrote a little note in each one and Enrique addressed the envelopes.
Aaaanyway, I just found a PM from an old HNer from a few months after Havana was born. He had sent a gift. Here's the first line of his note: "Hey Min - got your thank you note - very unnecessary. I know how busy you must be as a new mom."
JUST SAYING.
Oh but apparently one of my MIL's friends has been asking about her thank you card. What kind of friend is that? I guess that is causing MIL stress so she has to pass it onto me. It makes sense. I just don't understand people like that.
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HNers know what's up.
Just sayin'.
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When you have a baby and are up all night...night after night, it seems endless. People tell you "It will pass." "This phase will be over before you know it" "6 months from now, you'll be sleeping at night".
Those people are BIG FAT FUCKING LIARS!!!!
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And then they say "Tomorrow's a new day". But it's not. It's the same fucking day over and over again.
Imagine working from 6am till 9:30pm (often later) with no breaks. And your number one fan at your job screams at you all day.
I am having a....bad day. And I'm not handling it well.
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Is Enrique sharing the burden? We would take turns sleeping. I also remember having to use a few sick days when Sandy was in a bad place.
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I kick him sometimes in the night to get him up. But the kid usually won't go back to sleep unless I feed him. He won't take the bottle. So it's usually not much use to wake up the hub. And if he takes a sick day, he'll have to do the work on the weekend anyway so it's the same.
But anyway.....he took a 45 minute nap and I had fun tub time with the girl. Just what I needed to calm the heck down.
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Hang in there :hug:
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Thanks. :hug:
The same things happen every day but some days I just handle really badly. I guess hormones fluctuate and determine if I'm a mess or if I laugh it off. I would like to sleep again someday though. Someday.
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Imagine working from 6am till 9:30pm (often later) with no breaks. And your number one fan at your job screams at you all day.
I had that job a few years ago. I was able to quit it, though.
Anyway, what pb said. :hug:
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I love the people that say "Sleep when the baby sleeps" and what about a baby that wakes up within 5 minutes of being put down eh?
We have a 2 week old kicking around the house right now so I can sympathize. Right now I'm coding for my class (really, working hard) and keeping baby from fussing so the Mrs can get some sleep. Since we're doing the breastfeeding thing I'll have to wake wifey at some point but I can try to keep baby sleeping as long as possible. Still pretty new at this but we seem to be hitting some kind of rhythm where we trade off coverage. Course we can double team coverage since we only have the one.
Anywho hang in there and definitely let the the hubby when to take the baby away for a couple of hours.
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Yeah, sleep when the baby sleeps. And never shower or eat. Riiiiiight.
And you're right, it's waaay worse to put your head down and get woken up 5 minutes later than to never put your head down at all.
Did I know you were expecting a little one? Congratulations, that's awesome! I almost said, "Don't worry, it'll get better". Haha! It's really really hard, but totally worth it.
Remember...as soon as you have it down pat, the baby will totally change the routine. So don't get comfortable.
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Not many people knew and I think no one I only know online did
and before he brags about it pb knew when she was born because he's in my Hackernetwork circle on G+
Both of us were not exactly model children and are expecting to be in for one hell of a ride. It is pretty incredible to hold something and think "we made this", well I contributed a couple of minutes way back in the beginning but you get the point.
I'm really looking forward to the interactive stages. I've been reading her the Jack London novel I was working on, and a paper on algorithms and data structures. Can't start too early right?
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The sound of your voice is music to her ears. Keep it up and congratulations again!
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Not many people knew and I think no one I only know online did
and before he brags about it pb knew when she was born because he's in my Hackernetwork circle on G+
You're on G+? You should come and find me over there.