Curse: I figured it was something like that.
Title of rant: Oops. Sorry. Nope, I didn’t come up with anything better, but then I don’t participate in the discussion threads. I was perfectly happy with titles like “August Mini Rants”.
Bertie (RIP) would spend 10 minutes digging around and have half the box on top of her load.
Raido (RIP) would flick two rapid sprays of litter in a random direction and walk away.
Sounds like someone wants to get tripped.
That is all kinds of ADA violations.
How about 2 fucking hours and 40 fucking minutes to drive home from work today?
Does that qualify? :mad:
And just to add insult to injury, they forced all northbound traffic to go south on the Turnpike and I spent 15 goddamn minutes driving further away from my home and another 15 minutes just getting back to where we were rerouted. And then it was 20-25mph all. the way. home.
I’m so sick of commuting to Philly. I’ve got a job prospect right now that is a mere 15 minutes from my house and I am hoping with all my being that it comes through for me.
You first send a letter to building management and tell them to remedy the situation or you will contact the authorities and give them 30 days. At the end of 30 days if it is not corrected you send a copy of that letter and a new letter to the local DOJ for ADA compliance.
All of it, or just the couch?
Not that I can do anything about it since I saw it someplace on the way up here - at a McDonalds?
Send the couch too.
I try to never use the stall with the big door because I assume that someone who is less mobile than me might be in need, so I don’t know what is behind that door.
A breast feeding couch in a toilet stall seems very wrong to me. I thought that babies were pretty fragile and needed to be protected from that sort of germ exposure. I don’t think I’d feed a cat in a public restroom, I’m pretty sure I’d never feed a kid there.
But…I’m not a parent, so I’m pretty ignorant about all that stuff.
All of my rants today are cat related and I’ve ranted about them so much that even I am bored by the stories.
A toilet stall shouldn’t be any dirtier than the bathroom at home; many high-traffic places manage to keep them impolute except when one breaks down.
Can’t be any worse than what some of them do to their diapers. I still wouldn’t breastfeed in the handicapped stall, though.
Plus women who want to breast feed their baby in peace and without being hounded to get out of the public eye often protest something to the effect of ‘you wouldn’t want to eat dinner in the restroom, so why should my baby have to?’ so I really don’t understand why they’d have even done that.
I hope you get the new job. I made a fool of myself at work this morning by showing up for early shift rather than the later shift and waking up the supervisor. The nasty headache I have right now was probably the source of the problem. Bleh.
Ouch, that bus hurt.
Auditor I work with told someone they can’t do something.
They called me (the trainer) and said “Can I do this?”
“Nope” says I.
A few days later, I get a call that they had gone over my head to someone who doesn’t even have the authority to make that decision any more. He floated it to our assistand director, who does have…errrmm…some authority, who said yeah go ahead and do it, it’s ok. Oh, even though it doesn’t fit the criteria in the operating manual.
So now I look like the dick, because they called the guy back without telling me and said I was wrong.
Assholes.
So of course, I pointed out very specifically how they can NOT do that, and now they’re setting up meetings and trying to rules lawyer it in to a “Yes”.
Maybe I’m the problem, but I’m not interested in ignoring or bending rules in order to make users happy. Ya can’t is ya can’t.
In all the years we’ve lived here, we’ve had intermittent internet issues. I just figured that’s how it was, chewed though modems, and dealt with it.
Wednesday was bad. I couldn’t stay connected for more than 10 minutes at a time - granted the drop was only a few second - but it was still annoying.
The phone guy was just here. Discovered I had 6 phone lines into my house (I was aware of three). He went downstairs to where all the wires come into the house - stated it was a major clusterfuck. It took him a whole 20 minutes to rewire everything and now I’m cruising faster than ever.
So a whoo hoo to this guy. And boo hiss to all the other phone guys who simply switched out modems, scolded us for running “too many things”, and the few who left stating they couldn’t find anything wrong.
I hope you at least offered him a cold drink of water, or something. Service folk like that are worth their weight in {{ item of choice }}/
Someone is flipping a house down the street from us. Yesterday, they had a new concrete pad poured in the garage. The company doing the pouring dumped their concrete washout, ripe with lovely caustic chemicals, into the gutter. Which runs right to the storm drain at the end of the street, which runs directly in to the river with no treatment. 
Husband went to the house when he saw this running along the gutter and talked to the owner (around 1 pm). Owner said he’d call the company to come clean it up. We gave him until 7:30 pm last night and then called 311. Bylaw came by and issued a ticket and told them to clean it up (all posted on the door because no one actually lives there). It’s now 10 am and I just saw them using buckets of water to flush the remaining concrete down the road in to the storm drain. Good job guys. It’s people like you that fuck up the environment, you assholes. :mad:
Almost as bad as the guy who was changing his oil (at the same house, oddly enough) and it spilled everywhere, leaking down the gutter. It’s running towards the storm drain and what does he do? Grabs the hose. My husband ran out and stopped him and we called the fire department to come clean it up.
People are dumb assholes.
Hubby just got up and I told him what they’re doing. He’s going over to talk to them. They can’t clean it up this way, it’s against the law.
I don’t know, EmAnJ, those fine Republican people keep telling me we don’t need the EPA.
Whereas my oft repeated rebuttal is that Billy-Bob will gladly dump an entire barrel of Mercury into the pond behind his house if there’s no one to stop him, because doing so is easy and free.
Yeah, we have similar issues in Canada, especially with the recent changes to the Fisheries Act and CEPA. Very sad indeed.
About 5ish years back the kitchen monkeys at a restaurant here in CT accidentally dumped a 5 gallon bucket of fryer grease in the parking lot hauling it out to the grease dumpster. They didn’t tell the opening manager when he came in a couple hours later. He called me on a Sunday pissed off at the company that we normally send around to collect the grease when the dumpster gets full, figuring they spilled some somehow. So I called the hauler to discover that they hadn’t been there in over a month. So I called the guy at the store back to tell him that the hauler was sending a truck to clean up the spill [more as a public relations deal than anything.] Too late, he had gone next door to the Home depot and rented a power washer and hosed it down the storm sewer.
Cue the local fire department rolling trucks to that specific storm sewer, me contacting the DEP for Connecticut, a few panic calls to my boss to get permission to deal with the whole mess, the restaurant being issued citations and fines, and having to have a haz mat team rolled to the site to do a clean up. I got to write some very interesting and expensive purchase orders.
$80 000 later … the restaurant corporate fired the manager.
[storm sewers that empty straight into the Avon River have sensors that trip at the nearest fire department indicating a large amount of water in excess of a normal rain or when there is no rain to let them know to go investigate a possible water line break, or fire system trip. It is illegal to wash foreign stuff into a storm sewer, and fry grease qualifies as pollution and hazardous materials :p]
Seconded.
We have house guests this week. All told, out of six people, we have one vegetarian, one typically picky 7 year old, one person who “doesn’t like vegetables,” and one person who has gone gluten-free. Menu planning is pissing me off.