Hey, hipster! Yeah, you in the porkpie hat and 70’s sunglasses, riding a rental bicycle down Marmurek St. while simultaneously drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette - you’re a cliché, and you’re not impressing anyone.
Dammit THIS is what the camera function on your phone is for!!!
People who don’t actually have to answer phones at work are *filled *with great ideas for those of us who do! :mad::mad::mad:
Oh, lying liar, how you amuse me.
A few months ago I bitched about the failed re-fi of my home and that the company had agreed to refund a small chunk of cash I had laid out for said clusterfuck.
At the time I had told the guy to just credit my VISA.
Checked my statement in early December - they charged me again. So I have been calling and leaving messages for said guy, who apparently doesn’t work much in December. My voicemail to him yesterday was essentially “return my call or I will be taking this up the chain and to Consumerist, they love this stuff”.
Guess who called me? Now, he claims we spoke in early December. No, you have a really bad memory. You also claimed to have called me when the clustfuck occurred and I offered to email you my detailed phone bill to show you no call was made/received. You mean we didn’t mail you a check? Why would you have, I agreed to have it credited right back to my card. Oh. Supposedly they JUST issued a credit today for the second charge and will be mailing me a check for the initial refund.
I want to bitch about the interest accrued due to their fuck up, but I know it would be pointless. I swear they do that on purpose just to make people go away.
My Brother-In-Law got a speeding ticket in Alabama yesterday. The officer cited him for going 84 in a 70 zone. Now my BIL is bitching because his Magellan GPS didn’t tell him that he was going that fast.
BIL, you see that large round dial on your dashboard? That’s called a speedometer. You look at that to see how fast you’re going - don’t rely on your GPS device. You’re the same age as I am - you should know how a speedometer works.
Oh, and if the officer wrote you up for going 84 in a 70 zone (14 MPH above posted limit), you were almost certainly going faster than that, and the officer cut you a break. In most states there’s a big difference, statute-wise, between being 14 MPH or less over the limit versus 15 MPH+ over the limit. The latter usually falls under the category of ‘reckless or dangerous driving’, the penalties for which are much more severe.
So pay your fine, shut up, and be grateful that it wasn’t worse.
Why the fuck can’t women just say ‘No’, or ‘I’ve got a boyfriend’ when you ask them out? I mean really, is it so damn hard? I asked a woman out for coffee and she said ‘That would be great’, when I caught up to her again to give her my contact information we talked for a bit and she said ‘Coffee might take a couple of weeks’, which was my first clue, when I caught her this morning she had head phones on and when I said hi, she just pointed to her head phones and said ‘I’m listening to a talk show’, and kept on walking.
You know, instead of putting me through the fucking ringer you could have just said no in the first damn place. If she wasn’t interested why not say so and I wouldn’t have bugged her again. Is it really that damn hard to say no? :mad:
I call things like this, “People not afraid to be a stereotype.” In my opinion, people could be a little more afraid of that.
Some men don’t understand the word “no”. They think it means “I want you to try harder”, so they try harder. This concept has been reinforced by popular media. How many movies have you seen where the guy tries to get a woman to go out with him, and she keeps refusing, until he finally wears her down? From what I understand, this was also a major attraction of the Twilight stories, what’shisface kept stalking what’sherface until she finally agreed to get together with him.
And I can’t put all the blame for this on the men. A lot of women will play games, and will refuse a certain number of times before they agree to go out with a man. And then they complain that all men are jerks, when in fact they have turned down a lot of polite guys who actually took them at their word.
The point of his post is that the woman in question didn’t say “no.” She said “yes,” then “maybe,” then “I’m pretending to be busy.”
My foot is infected. There is NO reason for this. The incisions were healed a long time ago, I’m back to full duty and everything was great until last night, when my foot started to ache and I noticed that it was slightly swollen.
This morning, my foot was hot, the scars were red and ichy and it hurts.
I called my doctor, he had me come right in and took xrays that showed nothing and gave me antibiotics.
I’m ticked off. Everything went so well and now this is happening. Tomorrow is the Celebration of my rescue director’s life and unless the antibiotics work really fast, the only shoes I’ll be able to wear are my beat up and patched uggs.
OK, so the weather has been beautiful…I’ll ride. That means I will be wearing jeans and leathers, so maybe nobody will notice my feet. Lolli did love it when I showed up at adoptions as a biker, she bragged to other rescue groups about having bikers foster her kittens.
I just checked the weather, a cold front is moving in. I’ll be riding home with icecycles hanging off my knees. This is how I busted up my foot in the first place, riding in snow with inappropriate boots.
AND…Tony is melting down because he doesn’t do funerals well, but he loved Lolli so much.
I really had good hopes for this year.
And my point is, many women have learned not to say just plain “no”, but will instead say “yes, but” and then hope that’s enough. Because, as I said, some men just don’t hear “no” and believe it. Some men will actually come right out and say “women don’t know what they want”, and then go ahead and proceed as if the woman had said yes.
And as I also said, some women just like to play games.
Lolli would probably have been tickled at the thought of you showing up in jeans, leathers, and beaten up uggs. Go in whatever you can. The only people who would sneer at you for wearing uggs aren’t worth worrying about. Take care of yourself, then do what you can for Tony, but Tony has to take some responsibility for himself, too. You have to take care of yourself first.
And if the doctor OKs it, you might want to soak your feet in warm water at home, and definitely keep your feet warm. You want great circulation, plus of course the warmth will feel better.
Oh no! Sending good thoughts for fast healing!!
Thank you for that Lynn. Recsue people tend to be a motley bunch anyhow, but I wanted to look semi-respectful. I know that everyone will dress up to their abilities. I had planned to ride from the start, just because.
I’m just ticked off that now, NOW, that its important to me to at least be pretend to care about how I look, that I can’t. I know that doesn’t make any sense at all. It’s just my pain speaking.
As to soaking feet, I have no open wounds or sores. (I’m really sorry for your new ulcer, btw. Now that I really understand how feet problems just jack up your entire life, I have a new understanding about how much you are going to love what you are going through now.)
Ooo, me too! Last week “matzohs” was a big-time score. I will PM you this weekend and we’ll play! Anybody else that wants to take me on* PM me and let’s get it on.
*Not that I’m all that great at it, especially by the standards of this board, I’m sure.
Thank you so much. I am ignoring the fact that I spent a lot of time visiting a lady who died of an unknown infection. Hospitals don’t want to advertise “MRSA happens here”. Lolli died from heart failure.
The antiobiotics will work fast and tomorrow I’ll be able to wear my good boots.
At this point I’m assuming MRSA is everywhere - I sanitize like a mofo when I have to visit hospitals.
I do NOT have MRSA. This is just a random thing. I’m taking my pills like a good girl. All will be well and I won’t have to have more surgery.
What is happening right now is that my server is dieing. There is no worries about life threatening stuff…just a bad tower.
And my haircut sucks.
But how is a “yes, but” enough? That’s actually worse, at least from a guys point of view. She’s now saying that she’s at least somewhat interested and now I as a semi nice guy, will continue to try even if there’s no chance. Yeah there maybe guys who think no means try harder, but there are a lot of guys who know no means no.
See now I could be a real jerk and ask her every week or so, even though I’m not going to. That’s how these stereotypes get started, she says yes, but, I think she doesn’t know what I want, she thinks I’m a jerk.
No thanks is so much easier to say and understand.
Figures… I’m temporarily without health insurance for the first time in years, and I go and get sick. Really sick. Like I shouldn’t be propped up here in front of the computer I should be horizontal sick. My chest hurts and my head is spinning. I haven’t been this sick since I got food poisoning a few years ago.
I just changed jobs and my benefits won’t kick in until my 90 day probationary period is up. My old insurance expired 12/31.
New job = new germs.
Shoot me now, please…
:crawls back to bed: