Aw, Gus 'tis full of rants

Rain. Again. I like it as well as the next gal, but this is ridiculous: it rained about 20 days in June, we had one dry day in July, and it has rained every day so far in August. Enough already! The grass needs to be cut about every four days now, and the vines and weeds and the damned mimosas are taking over the hedges. Even bigger, though, is how much this has delayed our house move. The ground is so wet that the movers are afraid they’ll bog down trying to move the house… So far, a five-day job has hit 3 weeks and counting, and I’m afraid we’ll lose a thousand dollars worth of fill dirt to the flooding. …

Plus, until we can get the house on-site, I can’t order the new flooring, or appliances. We bought a very nice set of used cabinets a couple of weeks ago, and the seller very kindly agreed to store them until the house is moved, but we will have to get them and store them here in the garage by the end of the week. I can’t trespass on her patience any longer!

Bah!

I quoted madrabbitwoman from the other thread because my minor complaint about the world has nothing to do with her topic

Narrowly defined forms really get my ass chapped. Want to convey to the user that somebody along the way gave absolutely zero shits about their job? Require them to fill out a form with several options that could not possibly be commonly used and then the mysterious “Other,” which actually encompasses what 50%+ of people want, but ensures that whenever you get the time of a real human for a response they know nothing about what you need. If you’re a sadist feel free to leave “Other” off altogether.

I’ve noticed that this is near-universal when trying to end a subscription or service. Nobody could ever possibly want to end their cable television, so, there is nothing on your cable company’s website about a webpage to go to or phone number to call to that end, or where to return your cable box, and nothing in their phone system other than “Add more services,” “Report an outage,” and “You’re an angry old person who won’t be talked down to by a computer, please wait 30 minutes for our understaffed tier-one phone support to pick up your call and transfer you to someone else.”

Repeat ad infinitum for utilities, magazines, and anything else where the faceless corporation that’s hiding behind miserable call center drones on the other end of the line thinks that they have an elevated chance of squeezing more money out of you before they throw you back in the water.

One bright honorable mention in this field goes to Amazon. I let my Amazon Student account auto-renew accidentally (minor quibble: auto-renews should be opt-in, not opt-out) but I was able to cancel it and automatically get a complete refund from their website. Thanks, Amazon. Thamazon.

Your father overboils them. My mother has taken to underboiling them after one instance of serious overboiling and doesn’t understand how come I refuse to eat “boiled eggs” any more. Because I like them boiled, not semi-boiled! If I wanted the yolk to be liquid I’d fry them. :mad:

Try gethuman dot com. They will give you the phone contact number for customer disservice for many web companies.

Ah, thanks, I’m not a regular MMP reader. Hope she quits it soon :frowning:

I have a head cold. I am sneezing like a motherfucker and my nose is running like a faucet.

My blanket didn’t dry in the dryer so i hung it up outside.

My vibrator broke and I have to buy a new one, before i kill somebody.

Something weird happened to my camera; for two weeks I couldn’t turn it on and yet last night after I charged the battery, it seems to work ok. I hope I don’t have to buy another camera soon.

I paid for some mp3s from Amazon but had to download their lame-ass software to download them again. Fuck you Amazon and your shitty sotware.

I always put a new roll of toilet paper in the bathroom, on the towel rack, to be used when the current roll is finished. However, my dad rarely waits for the current roll to be finished, and starts taking paper from the new roll while there’s still paper left on the old roll! This pisses me the fuck off because then when it’s time to use the new roll, there’s less paper on it. :mad: :mad: I don’t know why he does this! He does this even though I have told him many times not to!

A pox on market share! Or maybe a shoulder rub…

The latest invention of Spanish phone companies: you call them to cancel a service for lack of use and they offer to suspend it instead. Now, that’s perfect by me, but the fuckers sure don’t advertise the possibility :rolleyes: Oh and there is now a cheaper rate if you only use your landline for ADSL than if you also use it for voice calls - of course, not advertised…

He does it for the same reason I do this. So that I don’t have to be the one responsible for changing the rolls when the old one runs out.

Because that’s difficult or something?

There’s a sex link gene involved in this.

It also affects other things, like cleaning pots. My guy will wash (by hand!) dishes/glasses/silverware when he makes a meal or snack for just himself, but any pot or pan he uses gets filled with water and left in the sink.

Even if he only used the heat up soup! Or to boil eggs!

Why? I dunno. My best guess he’s afraid his gonads will fall off if he washes a pan.
(This doesn’t really bug me, but I find it strange.)

I guess I’ve lived alone too long. I’ve done 100% of my dish washing, laundry, shopping, toilet paper roll deployment, etc.

But heck, even when I was married, I did probably 60% of the dish washing, 2/3 of the cooking, 100% of the grocery shopping, all my own laundry, all the yard work…

So I’m typing (and everything else) with my left hand today. Last night after a lovely time with friends I was trying to help clean up. I tripped while carrying dishes and glasses to the kitchen. Glasses broke and I went down on top resulting in a couple of nasty deep lacerations to the palm of my right hand.

The ER doctors said I was fortunate as it appears I still have full function in my hand.

On the good side I have a prescription for Percocet and it looks like I won’t be washing any dishes for a while.

Got shouted at (bilingually) for running out of glucose meter strips. Was told that I should have made the pharmacy give them to me without a prescription and told them I’d show them one later.

Got prescription for strips, stood in line for fifteen minutes, was presented with wrong strips. Informed them of this and now correct strips are on order.

Also, 9am/first appointment of the day means that you will be called back at 9:40 and doctor will then take a phone call. You will finally have your consult at 9:55.

My tutoring started at 10. Tutoree thinks the baby should be called Bernard. Or Gertrude.

My husband puts toilet rolls on backwards, so we kind of developed a method that takes care of this - the person who changes the roll chooses the orientation.

I don’t mind changing toilet rolls myself, not at all, as long as they’re completely finished.

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

The boiler was leaking water just before we left on vacation. The guy from PSE&G just came by to tell us we need either a new boiler or a plumber in here to fix the old boiler which he said is at least 20 years old even though I spent five thousand dollars on a “new” boiler just five years ago. That jackass from PSE&G just told us to get a plumber in here to double check but there’s nothing he can do in the meantime.

NJ sucks. If my husband’s job didn’t require us to live within commuting distance of Manhattan I would leave in five seconds.

Oi, that was my mother’s usual method until we got e-scrips… for some reason I hadn’t thought the French would do that yet I’m not surprised they do. Pharmacies here did not take the proof of purchase if you didn’t have a scrip, they’d stamp the box, and you’d have to bring box and scrip so they could take the proof, stick it to the scrip and give it to Seguridad Social to get paid the part the patient didn’t.

Boiler, as in for heat? Mine’s 57 years old and change and still works like a charm. Love it. Probably not as efficient as a newer one, but if it ain’t broke, I’m not going to fix/replace it.

Yeah. I have no idea why the fuck it should be a problem as it is practically brand new.

My day got worse. My poor husband is upstairs with a nasty migraine. He took three meds and still feels bad. We called the doctor. The doctor said if he’s not feeling better in an hour I should rush him to the ER.

:frowning: