August August minirants!

Whack her with a wet mackeral and point out to her that theater chains frequently arrange for showings for kids and adults that have neuro difficulties, where they may drop the volume, keep the lights a bit up so it isn’t so scary-dark, not pack in lots of people triggering panic attacks because of crowds, and I even saw one had a sign language interpreter available for a reasonable rate [a friend about 10 years ago was training as an interpreter and they would hire graduates to come in for a matinee showing when they had a group that needed one and was willing to club together and pay for the person]

I have to admit, I like matinees during the week - usually less crowded and frequently cheaper.

Yes, please have your kitty chipped. As you already know, breakaway collars will come off.

Its not that expensive, doesn’t hurt kitty much and might give you some peace of mind. My indoor cats are all chipped and wear collars that say “LOST CAT” “REWARD” “my cell number”

To the young asshole on the bike who drove very close to me on the sidewalk yesterday, then yelled as he went by to make me flinch, you’re lucky you went past on on my side instead of my husband’s side - he would have dearly loved to have knocked you flat on your ass, and then maybe your little buddy could have ridden over you on his bike, too.

Why the fuck is it that if I buy generic grocery store milk it’s all gone in a couple of days but if I spring the extra dough for the organic (super-rich, extra yummy, no seriously*** it is***) Promised Land jersey cow milk I wind up having to pour half of it out?

Dear cwSpouse,

After you have seen the neurologist who specializes in sleep disorders, undergone a sleep study, and received your diagnosis of *mild *sleep apnea, it is in your best interests to acquire and use the devicethat was prescribed to help you get a decent night’s sleep. I understand that the vendor prefers that you work with your health insurance to confirm coverage *before *you purchase their product. I *also *understand that your insurance company is being dickish.

However, it’s been months since you were instructed to start using said item, and I’m still listening to you snore because you aren’t using it. If the insurance company claims they didn’t get the paperwork from the doctor’s office, call the doctor’s office and have them re-send it. That is part of what you pay them for. If the insurer’s crack team of drunken lemurs can’t decide whether or not to cover the product, just call the vendor and tell them the insurer is out of the picture and just buy the damn thing for whatever it costs. We have the money, and a couple of prescription nose-screens cannot possibly cost more than it would to hire a team of lawyers to defend me after I smother you in your sleep.

Peace,
cwthree

Yarrgh! Why do people name a restaurant when they say what they’ve eaten for a meal? Such as “I’ve had Burger King in three different cities” or “Eating McDonald’s isn’t good for you.” Umm, you can’t eat Burger King or McDonald’s. You can eat food from these places, but you can’t eat the whole restaurant.

And given the popularity of this linguistic peculiarity, it would seem that I’m the only person I know who’s bothered by this.

Because by naming the restaurant, other people have a solid idea of what you ate.

How is that any different than asking “do you want Mexican or Chinese tonight?” It’s just shorthand.

Really? There’s quite a range at McD from kinda healthy to not so much.

It’s Guest Towel Syndrome.

Except guest towels don’t go sour if they don’t get used.

Hope the Other Shoe is on the mend. :slight_smile:

49 year old tourist killed by a grizzly bear in Denali park - because of this asshole, the bear is now dead. They apparently have eight minutes of film from this jerk, showing that he was getting far too close to the bear (estimates are that he got within 50 yards). I’m sorry he’s dead, and I’m really sorry for his family, but I’m also terribly sorry that a bear had to be destroyed because he was too stupid to stay away from a bear, even after being told to do so. He goes out of his way to get into the bear’s territory, bothers the bear, and the bear ends up dead for doing what a bear does. I hate that shit.

Mini rant of my own:

Dear Canteen Services, Inc. (or whatever the fuck you’re calling your company these days): I’m very grateful that the Pepsi-affiliated machines that you maintain where I work are able to accept and make change for a five-dollar bill. It gives me peace of mind to know that if I have no singles in my wallet when I leave for work, fivers will get me through the night, and I don’t even need to worry about whether the bill-changer in the lunchroom is working or not. Also I think it’s cute how, on a completely unpredictable schedule, the machines will put out SBAs or Sackies in my change.

At the present time, EVERYTHING in these machines is priced in increments of $.25. Thus, the change can be delivered in quarters and dollar coins exclusively. In point of fact, there is no reason for your change-dispensing function to even be loaded with dimes and nickels.

WHY, last night, when I bought a $1.50 bottle of soda, did your machine have to return four quarters, nine dimes, and THIRTY-TWO NICKELS??!!??? I don’t need to be walking around the workroom floor with THIRTY-TWO NICKELS in my pocket. NOBODY does, as a matter of fact (unless they’re about seven years old, and feel more secure with the ballast). Fourteen quarters will do me just FINE, thank you very much (or three Sackies and two quarters).

Sheesh.

I have pictures of grizzlies from Denali from even closer than that, because I was on a tourist bus right next to the road when four of them came down the hill and right up to the road next to us, grazing the whole time. The bears are not afraid of people at all. This loon deserved what he got because they tell you how to avoid getting attacked before they let you hike in there. The bear didn’t deserve what he got. If the guy managed to pass on those genes I feel sorry for his family in more ways than one.

The change dispensed depends on what was put into it. Blame your cow-orkers

Still trying to sell my motorcycle. I put a new ad up on Craigslist Saturday morning. No calls Saturday, no calls Sunday. I’m sitting around the house doing jack all the whole time. Today I’m at work trying to get things done when a dude calls up wanting to come take a look at it tonight. Sorry, I have a meeting tonight. Okay, he’ll try back tomorrow. I should be able to meet with him tomorrow, but I’ll have to pass on getting together with friends to do it.

This happened the last time I made a serious push at selling the bike. Zero interest over the weekend, then suddenly everyone wants me to put aside my weekday plans or even take time off work to meet with them. I’m not trying to be difficult about selling the bike, but god damn it’s been nothing but problems.

I realize this is a completely non unique rant, but: fuck Brighthouse.

I’ve had Brighthouse for internet, phone, and cable for. . . 7 years now. Seven years of them raising and raising and raising the price, spotty service, constant outtages, on and on. Every month, I pay my bill in full online via their website within an hour of me receiving an email that my bill is ready. As soon as I submit payment, I get a fancy, automatic receipt of payment emailed to me and the money is immediately removed from my bank account.

Two weeks ago, my friend who was visiting for a week called me at work and said the internet and cable were out. I told her to call Brighthouse and see if there was an outage (or report one). When she called Brighthouse and told them she was my guest, they then proceeded to tell her,“Uh yeah, service was physically terminated because she hasn’t paid her bill in three months.” Naturally, this was a shock to me (and my debited bank account).

I pulled up my bank account and email-- each showing happy full pay Brighthouse debits for each of the last 3 months. I call Brighthouse and explain this-- the woman tells me that there’s nothing she can do-- if I want to restore service, my only option is to give them my card over the phone for $458, sign up as a new customer, pay a $300 deposit, pay a higher rate, and even then, they won’t have an appointment to schedule resetting up my stuff for 2+ weeks.

Needless to say, I politely told her to fuck off. She told me I had until the 31st to get my equipment back.

Fast forward to Saturday, August 18th. I get a letter from Brighthouse dated August 13th, saying that I had until August 18th to pay my now $587 bill in full or they will send me to collections. Mind you, it’s about 6 PM on the 18th at this point. I look at the post mark on the letter . . . and it wasn’t mailed until August 17th- - - IE: the day before, despite being dated August 13th.

I called corporate, explained the whole situation, and the woman was horrified. She said the person I spoke to at the local office was completely wrong, I have no balance, and that nothing should be in collections. Needless to say, I went in the next day, turned in all my equipment, and got something saying my account is paid in full and closed out.

Fuck Brighthouse. They fucked up majorly somehow and then tried to scam me out of almost $1000. On top of that, they physically came out and disconnected my service (not the in office turn off they can do, they actually came out!) without a letter, a phone call, or even a note on the front door.

For what it’s worth: Uverse came and set me up within 4 days. My bill is $60 a month less than I paid Brighthouse for equivalent service.

Please shut the fuck up about your prostate, Joe Theisman. I am not even remotely interested in knowing your urinary habits. Since when did it become acceptable for old men to sell their dignity for a few bucks?

Child of mine? If you’re going to bitch about me, don’t do it on a social media site where it’s going to get back to me. With regards to my “sitting on my ass, doing nothing, while [she] has to clean up my mess”? I don’t think so. You do not have many chores around here. Yes, one of them IS cleaning up the sink. It’s not just my stuff in the sink, dearest.

And, if I was just sitting on my ass, how did 5 loads of laundry get done? How did the cat boxes get cleaned? How did the bathroom get cleaned? How did the CD rack get installed in your room? How did the living room get vaccuumed and straightened up?

You poor persecuted thing. I know, I know. You go to school AND work parttime! I did my time, babykins. And not once did I dare whine about chores to my parents (while going to school fulltime and working fulltime). Heaven forbid I curl up on the couch and watch a movie while you are doing dishes. That you woke up from your nap to do. Gah.

And classic rock station? You may not believe it, but there ARE other musicians/bands than AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, The Beatles, and the Rolling Stones. Try some Foreigner or Foghat, for chrissakes.

That’s the kind of crap that gets the kid’s computer shot multiple times.

Yeah, the rock station here plays the same 12 songs over and over.