Canadian highway tolls are not… cheap. If you drive on the wrong road from Niagara to Toronto, you can end up spending a lot. I take it as a test of patience that in the very long history of Canada… no one has ever even once destroyed an automated toll billing pole, let alone with a bazooka.
( But I have to believe that if they ever did, they’d take their shoes off first.)
I have no interest in blowing things up, but any technology that involves magical temporarily invisible license plates interests me strangely. 
Why do places pay fed ex, DHL UPS, and such to deliver my orders to the post office where they can sit for days?
And why do they (well, at least as far as UPS is concerned) refer to this service as “Mail Innovations?” It’s ‘innovative’ to hand my package over to the lackadaisical asshats at the local post office instead of just chucking the thing into the shrubbery?
After two weeks of allowing me to give him his insulin shots when he was being fed Mischief has suddenly gotten skittish about allowing me to get near him. He still watches me put the food in the bowl and the bowl on the floor, but the instant I reach toward him he bolts. Eventually he comes back to eat, but the second I get near (even if I don’t have the insulin pen) he’s off again.
I’m going to be going on a trip next week, and I’m planning to board him at the vet’s. At least I know he’ll get his medicine while I’m gone. Maybe after he’s back home he’ll be more co-operative.
They literally don’t care, as you are not the customer. Around these parts we have EZ-Pass, which I hate with a burning passion. No private company should be allowed to hold a monopoly on charging for a government service.
oh, that is a tough one. now you have to get cunning.
my guy (the white cat in the picture) is so food motivated that he comes running when he hears me get the vial and needles out. then we have a conversation about it.
Just to put it into perspective, I looked through my financial records. Between January 1, 2008 and January 1, 2009 my 401k lost 32.2% of its value, and that was with me adding money as hard as I was legally allowed. It was $15,500 that year.
Between January 1, 2009 and January 1, 2010 my 401k rose by 50.6%, ending up more than 20% higher than the January 1, 2008 value. You make your money during the bear markets, but don’t realize it until the subsequent bull market.
Don’t panic because stocks have gone on sale, if you’re buying stocks, being happy about high stock prices is like being happy about high gasoline prices because you’ve got 10 gallons sitting in your tank.
Yeah, I’ve been around long enough to ride ups and downs and ups again. But now I’m in the retired draw-down mode. I’m not deeply cranky about the current trends, just muttery-grumbly.
Are there any treats he really loves? I’ve had some success showing kitty a treat which they will get right after their shot/pill/eye drops/whatever.
Just got dumped by a woman I was trying (hard) to woo, dumped because I’m not an abusive psychotic.
Yes, you read that right. ‘I like men I can fix’, I was told.
Last two men:
A man she married, who she cared for
few years until he died. During his funeral, she met the 3 ex wives and 7 children she did not know about, and learned about his 7 year stint in jail for manslaughter while his father was giving a eulogy.
Before that was a 6-year relationship with a man who started as an alcoholic, switched to heroin after three years (‘this was better because he was much calmer’), he then attacked her with one of his needles, causing necrotic skin to occur all over her midsection (requiring surgery and grafts). She GOES BACK to him, only to find a few months later that he is making a credible offer to sell her to the Mexican cartel to settle his (and hers, I can only assume) heroin debt. That’s when she left him. (This was before she met Lying Hubby.)
Anyway, those two guys won the keys to her heart.
Been dating her for a few months, really amazing person in many ways (she’s the one I wrote that love letter/book review/short story for in one of the book review threads), but I forced the issue as to why the relationship wasn’t progressing. And, apparently to her, I don’t rate because I’m not a lying drunkard who is attacking her with necrotizing needles.
Because those men needed ‘fixing’. And I don’t.
And that just fucking sucks.
When I first started giving him his shot he didn’t have any problem with me pulling up the skin between his shoulder blades and sticking the needle in while he was eating. Now when I put the bowl on the floor he hangs back until I walk away, and if I reach toward him he runs off. If I come back later and he’s eating he runs off. This morning I managed to give him his shot because he came into the bathroom while I was on the toilet, and I was able to pin him down, pull the pen out of my shirt pocket (where I just happened to be carrying it), uncap the needle, and stick him.
Unfortunately, @JaneDoe42, he’s never been one for treats. The closest he’s ever come to taking anything from my hand is trying to steal food while I’m eating. And he doesn’t do that often.
I’d say it took about 6 weeks of chasing our cat, and force pulling her out from under the bed, to give the 2-a-day insulin shots before she calmed down about it. Maybe she started to make the connection, “Hey, after this minor skin prick, I start to feel better!” Anyway, now she comes and asks for them, like clockwork.
That’s what’s driving me crazy. I got the insulin pen from the vet on January 10th; they showed me how to use it and he tolerated it well there. That evening when I fed him he had no problem with me pulling up his skin and sticking him while he was eating. Up until this past Monday, when for some reason he suddenly decided that he doesn’t want me coming near him while he’s eating. My first thought was that he thought I was going to try to put him in the carrier, which I had done that morning to take him to the vet for a checkup. Except that he had no problem after I’d taken him to the vet on the 17th.
He still comes up on the bed at night and lets me pet him there. He’s just gotten skittish about me trying to touch him during the day.
I’m sorry, @JohnT. I hope you find the one you deserve.
Been there, done that. Too many times. It’s sad but it’s pretty common.
Women (and I assume men too, but I’ve never dated a man) who have suffered abuse in the past become comfortable with it. To the extent that if you are a stable and problem-free person, they don’t know how to handle it.
I’ve dated at least 3 women that were like that, and the relationships didn’t work because I couldn’t bring the chaos they were used to. In one case I dated a woman who was 20 years older than me, and I think she expected there to be drama and problems from that age gap, but sadly for her we got along great. She flat-out told me that she didn’t know how to be in a stable relationship.
She cheated on me the night before our wedding (which didn’t happen, because of her cheating) with a guy who she’s dated in the past. This was a guy with severe anxiety issues, someone who didn’t know how to relate to women and couldn’t really handle any kind of emotional connection with people. She ended up marrying him instead of me, and divorced him not long after.
Some people need therapy a lot more than they need a romantic relationship. I don’t say that maliciously, it’s sad. All the women I dated who had those issues were great people who I adored, but they needed (and really deserved) help.
Over time I learned to spot and avoid women with those tendencies, and I met and married a great woman, and had a good 7 year marriage with her. It didn’t work out in the end but our divorce was amicable and we still get along great. I’ve been married to my current wife more than 8 years and this one seems to be able to go the long haul. That kind of drama doesn’t work for a long term relationship, no matter how great they are. 
Thank God you found out (and she was honest enough to tell you). There’s only one thing that’d be worse than someone making “Fixing You” their mission in life… someone trying to break you so she could fix you.
You definitely dodged a bullet, but you just may have dodged a needle as well.
I know this is emotionally tough, but quite frankly I have to concur with “dodged a bullet”. Some women are attracted to “bad” men, but this sounds way beyond that. Obviously I don’t know this lady and don’t know what I would think if I did, but from a distance this looks more like a psychosis.
More like a serious attachment disorder if you ask me. At least, that is. Second the dodging a bullet.
FedEx had 2 deliveries here this week. Both times, then left the boxes sitting on the driveway. Had I not seen them being delivered, I could easily have backed over them leaving the garage, especially since I’m in the car and belted before I open the garage door and the boxes would have been hidden by the trunk. I guess the 6 foot trek to the porch step was too much??
Jerks.