Wait—why on earth would this make any difference whatsoever?
this is my uncle’s dog whom I’m sitting except she’s going senile which makes a not that smart dog into an even less smart dog…
There’s a new coffee shop in town. I was happy about until I went to their website to look at the menu. Not so easy—you have to create an account to see anything. I don’t want to create an account until I know they have something I want, so maybe I’ll just stick with the old coffee shop.
Recently I’ve run into several websites where one cannot see the menu without starting to place an order, which requires your name and address. Um, no. I guess they must not notice how many people don’t really want to give that information just to find out if they serve breakfast! Are these lousy businesspeople? Or are people really willing to give information to see the menu?
Okay enough with the chit chat get back to work Bud.
Road commission is prepping this week to repair the roads, guess they’re gonna grind it up and repave but in advance there are utility subs out here marking stuff.
And one dude walks all the way into my garage asking questions. He’s wearing a yellow vest so I assume he’s with the utility crew. We answer his questions about private road yonder. Then he looks around and starts asking questions about our stuff. Just curious oh cool kinda comments.
My spouse eats this shit up and engages with him.
Okay I’m not cool with some rando degenerate looking dude hanging in my space. It’s a trigger for me, I am furious all of a sudden. I keep my voice steady and say okay it’s getting late ( hint hint). I wait 5 seconds then announce I’m shutting down the garage I go inside SLAM the door. And press the button. It goes down then jerks back up cause of bodies Fuck forgot about the laser eye. Garage door doesn’t shut. But they got the message. Sorry not sorry.
We’re getting ready to put my late in-laws’ house on the market. When the house was built 50 years ago it was out in the country, and built with a septic system. Since then the city has grown around them. My wife had someone from a septic tank business out to do an inspection the other day and they found an issue with the tank and said it would need to be replaced. We’re trying to get clarification from the city whether we can replace the tank or need to hook up to the city sewer, because the regulations are not clear. The city’s website says they will respond within 48 hours to voice mail messages, sooner to emails. The realtor has called and emailed repeatedly for the last week and nothing but crickets. It’s ridiculous how difficult it can be to get a couple of simple questions answered. I told my wife maybe we need to talk to the city manager and get him involved.
For the third time in a month we have lost our internet connection at the Silverdale office I support. (I support offices in 3 different cities for my agency.) Every time it has been deliberate vandalism. Now, this isn’t targeting our office or agency, because these outages are for a main fiber-optic line that affects multiple internet providers and customers, and is located nowhere near our office. We are just victims of proximity. But still, what the fuck?! I really hope law enforcement is taking this seriously.
I am just glad I don’t live in the area myself (anymore), because otherwise I would be dealing with losing internet at home as well. I feel for my coworkers who do live nearby.
But some people are sick.
So, imagine it’s 4:30 AM in your residential neighborhood. Most of you ( hopefully all of you ) are having the most wonderful sleep of the night.
Today at 4:30 AM, some butt hole in an black escalade backed into my neighbor’s driveway, triple chirped his horn, turned on all of the lights of his car which illuminated the entire street, and delivered something in a long flat rectangular box to my neighbor.
Said neighbor is an asshole to begin with, but that’s another story. Seriously, at 4:30 in the morning common sense doesn’t tell you to not chirp your horn? To not turn on your “Asshole Lights” ? Maybe you’re just rolling home from a bar but we aren’t.
Asshole.
Probably not up to the level of other rants, but…
I wish that cheap clothes and shoes didn’t often have the word “sport” or “fashion” on them. It’s the one thing that immediately identifies something as cheap. Just don’t put any word there, you would sell more.
I hate that too! My workaround: go to Yelp’s review of the place, and click on the photos section. You should see filters just above the photos, including one for “menu”. Click on that, and you can look at photos of the place’s menu taken by real customers. These will often include pics of that day’s Specials board, which is also helpful.
Probably Amazon. I ordered something the other day, and one of the delivery options was something like “before 5:00 am tomorrow”.
I’ve seen folks in private cars wearing Amazon livery dropping off the odd package at odd hours (as opposed to the multiple electric vans cruising the neighborhood, mostly 8am-6pm).
Escalade man is probably laid off and trying to make payments on his car and McMansion, Amazon procedures likely call for the honk, and the lights are so he can see. Not that that makes less of an asshole thing to do.
My wife had to give instructions to Amazon to only deliver in daylight hours - if it means waiting an extra day, so be it.
Stems from the incident where an independent Amazon driver, with no indication they were with Amazon, was met at 9:30 at night by me, buck naked, and carrying a pistol. Everyone in bed, a car pulls in our driveway, I come out to see a person wearing a mask stooped over on my screened-in back porch, he was confronted. Amazon called my wife the next morning, Clackamas County Sheriff’s office called me that evening. We’re rural, but there are homeless camps just a couple miles from us, and plenty of meth-heads around.
I work at a restaurant, and we hate that shit, because it leads to people calling and trying to order discontinued items we haven’t carried in years, or arguing with me about prices cuz whatever they’re looking at is 3 years outdated.
At a few restaurants we go to I don’t even look at the menu, I just peruse the Specials. At one restaurant I look at the Specials but also inquire about any chef recommendations.
The restaurant manager should post a picture of the menu on the google maps page, and make it easily seen from the restaurant’s own site
You may be right about the ‘payments’ thing, because that escalade was tricked-out. The front headlights alone lit up the street brighter than two cop cars with search lights. I didn’t help that he was heavy-set, dressed like Joey Goombah-Mook with gold chains, smoking a cigarette ( which he very kindly flicked onto my front lawn. Meh, the lawn mower will get it next time I cut the grass. )
That neighbor is a definite ass… and that box was about 5 feet by 18 inches by 2 inches. If I didn’t know better I’d say he bought himself a long gun… and given his crazy alt-right leanings… if it was it would probably be an AR or an AK.
If it is, I’m not sure I want to ring his bell to complain about the delivery.
I interacted with the most entitled person I’ve ever met today!
I arrived at work, got my dog and parrot settled, then walked out to the front. A woman approached me and began telling me about her car having problems. I interrupted her, as I did not need all the information she was sharing. My business happens to be the one spot on the road with room to pull off, so we occasionally have people in the parking lot needing to call a tow. We have a list of numbers handy. I took her over to the receptionist and told her to help her with a tow.
I went back to work, assuming the lady with the car had been taken care of.
I went back out front and the woman ran up and grabbed my arm (something that really pissed me off). She told me she needed me to look at her car, she was sure I could fix it easily. I explained to her that I did not work on cars, she should call a tow truck. She told me she couldn’t afford that. She then demanded again that I just come out and look. I walked away.
Forty five minutes later, again assuming she was gone, I went out front to get something. She ran up to me holding out her phone. She had called a guy she knows and she wanted me to talk with him so he could tell me how to fix her car. I told her, “NO”. She screamed and threw her phone across the room and called me an asshole.
I kept my cool, and agreed that indeed, I was an asshole. I told her that as an asshole, I would be calling the police in 20 minutes. My parking lot has signage that parking is for customers only and violators would be towed. The police would ticket her and have her car towed to an impound lot.
That was probably 50% bullshit, but I guess she believed it. When I went out front an hour later she and her car were gone. The receptionist said she picked up her phone and began frantically making calls right after I threatened to have her towed.
I am sick and tired* of the Firefox “right click cut & paste” bug. It happens multiple times a day at random: after highlighting some text, the drop down menu cut/paste options are greyed out. I know about control+v and control+c, but I want to use the right click. The pain in the ass “solution” that works is to switch to a new tab and back.
*I’m not sick and tired enough to start using a different browser, I just want to complain. Why can’t they just fix it?
Yeah, I should add that I look at when the photos are dated. Obviously a four year old photo of a menu isn’t going to be current.
There’s a bar I go to every Sunday morning (my mom: "I am just aghast that you go right from early church to a … tavern!").
Their chef does amazing things for brunch, and they have bottomless mimosas. And multiple TVs for sports (so fun during the Olympics).
But just last week, a bartender offered me a menu. I said “I had no idea you even had a menu” and pointed at the huge chalkboard with many tasty specials on it: “Why would I need anything else?”