If she failed the test she would be a walking stereotype.
After work, I gotta go to the horsepistol closest to where I work to visit a fellow Mayberry fireman. He had a 4-way cardiac bypass Monday, and I volunteered to make an Official Department Visit today because Mayberry is so far from Portsmouth. Maybe I can send him in the direction of my sveltification surgeon… 
That’s easy. It’s non-sexual precisely because it does not involve the Swedish Bikini Team in any manner. 
Here in the States, the Old Man Driverrs are required by law to wear a hat when driving. Is it the same in Canuckistan?
Also, a friend of mine interviewed Billy Dee Williams earlier today. The Man had never seen Chasing Amy, so when my buddy asked him “What’s a Nubian”, he sounded like a complete tool. I find it hard to believe that my friend is the first person to say something to him about that scene in all these years. (P.S. I told him to make sure he asked BDW that question, and the email telling me about the interview had the subject line “Well, I hope you’re happy now”.)
Dammit - missed the edit window.
The Hello Ice Cream Truck has not come by yet today. But the day isn’t over either. At least I know I have allies here.
BBBobbio - What if the Swedish Bikini Team shoots The Hello Ice Cream Truck with a bazooka? I know that gets me goin’…
Rosie - I’d bring the errors to that person’s attention. But then, I don’t give a rat’s ass about office politics and those that play at it can go take a flying fornication at a rolling donut if something like that ends up being a problem. Errors that need to be corrected aren’t going to be corrected any faster or better if they have to travel through the intestinal tract of the chain of command. But that’s just me.
gt - I want your “normal” ice cream trucks. I mean, what the heck was wrong with the good ol’ music box chimes that the trucks of my youth played? They were audible yet pleasing to the ear, and it was a sound no other vehicle made as it passed so you never mistook it for anything other than what it was: Ice cream that made house calls. And there was nothing wrong with the chimes. Nothing! [sub]Get off my lawn.[/sub]
Busdude - Ooh, C4 would make a pretty spectacle. Driver in or lure him out, though? I mean, driving that thing around all day, that absolutely can not be good for sanity (assuming he hadn’t alreday underwent conditioning or had been rendered deaf) so I’m thinking maybe he’d be better off out of his misery. I know I would. But I can scare up some caltrops if necessary…
Okay, back to work.
Boy, everyone’s chatty! This is… what… 3 weeks in a row that we’ve been extremely talkative?? I think it’s all the flirting.
Thanks everyone for the compliments on the good forecast. My bubble got burst this morning though. I fixed some codes on the forecast in the database yesterday… and found out this morning that instead of fixing the 1 I was trying to fix, I screwed up about 4 of them. D’oh! :smack:
I passed the driver’s test on the first try, but I didn’t take it until I was 17 1/2 so most of my classmates already had their licenses by then. Oh well.
We don’t have an ice cream truck here, but there’s a lunch lady that comes around every day. And they have to announce over the PA system every day that she’s here. Ugh. I just always think PA system announcements sound so K-Mart-ish.
How did I miss that Special Teen has great taste in music? It was just right before my last bullcast!
I passed my Spanish written on second try (failed only two questions but in the first row - that test isn’t so much about driving as about obscure grammar), the practical on the first.
My Florida written test on first try; for the practical I got an ass who apparently didn’t like bilingual people. He flunked me for not knowing what a “three point turn” is, so I hired a guy from a driving school for one hour “not to teach me how to drive, which I can do, but how to pass the Florida exam.” After chuckling and making me drive in reverse for about 100yd (completely straight stretch) he said “damnit, you can drive!” In Spain a three point turn could cost you 6 years without a license, plus fine, plus (if there was any traffic other than the cop who caught you) prison. Gee, wonder why I didn’t know what the frak it was!
What kills me is that the Spanish test is half an hour in real traffic, including parallel park in a slope and a stop sign on an upslope with low visibility, while the one in Florida was in a practice area with about as much danger as a wet Kleenex. Wet with water, I mean.
When he’s on vacation, Dad wears a flat brimmed net-backed baseball cap.
Aargh. I’m annoyed. Mr. Lissar just told me that we may not be able to go to Indiana in August because of his sensei being in China for most of the month. I know that the black belts who aren’t going on the China trip are running the dojo and teaching the classes while sensei’s away (until late August), but a)there are at least five people around who will be running the show together, and b) we haven’t gone anywhere on vacation except for weekends in two years. I’m pretty sure it would just be Wednesday through Saturday or Sunday. Four days, since the dojo is closed Sundays. And there’s only one class on Friday.
Suddenly I feel hormonally unstable. I do NOT want to lose my four days’ vacation, plus meeting our baby’s going-to-be-godmum for the first time, because the other four people can’t handle things Wednesday through Saturday.
Tell me if I’m being unreasonable.
Well, it’s my birthday on the 12th too, so I’ll have a bit of cake for you!
Have a great day!
ps It’s also my little sisters birthday - 4 years younger.
tim
Guilty as charged 
So, how you doin’?
I was a bit over 18 :o
Which probably meant the difference between success and failure… I didn’t back up that well; ended up 2 feet away from the curb instead of 1. Examiner looked at me, told me to do a three-pointer (which I aced despite the foot less to work with.) At the end, he dithered for a minute, then gave me a long speech about practicing my backing up, during which I kept eye contact as necessary, sometimes looking at him, sometimes lowering my eyes, and said “Yes, sir” a lot. At the end he signed my license off after all. I think he did it because I behaved “like a grown up” (he had previously failed a whole load of giggly 16-17 YO kids, who Just. Wouldn’t. Listen (or treat him with respect))
ETA: Nava, you too? All the Nightwish affectionados are coming out of the woodwork… 
I just got back from a FREE LUNCH at the Ad Club, of which I am a member for another couple months. (Everyone in my department got pro-rated memberships when we went to the national Ad Federation meeting in Louisville [75 miles away] last month. It was cheaper than paying a non-member rate to go.)
While all that is fascinating, I’m sure, the news is that in addition to being free, the lunch was FABULOUS. I’m talking really, really, really damn GOOD. The monthly meetings are held at this wonderful private club that has a five-star chef or something. Man was it good! Fresh tomatoes! Nummy chicken salad, pork tenderloin with rosemary, slow-cooked southern green beans, tender juicy sliced-by-the-chef turkey breast, etc., etc. It was a buffet. I’m afraid I embarrassed myself. Oh, salmon cakes with some sort of chutney. Man was it good. And FREE. Does it get any better than that?
rosie, I’m not familiar with your company’s policies, but usually when someone has asked me discreetely “hey, this code, is it QX02 or QX03?” I’ve been grateful; I try to do the same when I see an error from a coworker. Now, the people who get an excel table from you and return it with a “fix this, it’s unreadable because it has hidden columns” and a cc: to ten people who weren’t even part of the original email, those I classify under M for Moron.
I failed the written test for my learner’s permit once, aced it the second time - flunked my first road test, passed the second one. Mom told me both Bro and Sis had done the same thing
around here, middle and upper management are **sticklers ** for “going thru the proper channels” and I have had run-ins with the cow-orker involved - she has decided she doesn’t like me.
Then to hell with it. If it’s going to get you in trouble, then don’t.
If you’re going to get in official trouble, or make things worse with the cow-orker, then let them hang themselves.
It would wonderful if the registration system that I spend most of my day in would be up this afternoon. I need to get some classes entered before I’m gone the rest of the week. grrrrrrr.
I handle all class registrations for the company I work at. So when a new software comes out, we handle the training. Every now and then a software/program gets an update which requires all employees to go through training. Some of these classes get shortened by institutional committees. For a while we had a CLAM Class.
Funny for the day:
<ring, ring>
Me: Computer Education Department, this is McUNE.
Caller: Hi, I need to register for that pleasure class?
Me: Oh you mean the P.L.S.R. class.
Caller: Yes, the pleasure class.
OMG, it was all I could do to not laugh while on the phone. So if you need to take a pleasure class, I guess give me call.
Oy. I just ran across this exciting sentence in my current transcript:
Is there enough coffee in the world for me to finish this stupid thing? :dubious:
Happy birthday, trmatthe! Have some crabcakes with your cake!
I think you should ask Mr. Lissar to reconsider, LiLi. This is your last chance for a child-free vacation? You definitely deserve it!
If not “going through proper channels” will get you in trouble, rosie, then fsck it.
Is it bedtime yet? Is it Friday yet?
So… hooked. Hook, line and sinker.
Welcome to your membership in the loony bin, **McOne **(does that make you my distant Scottish cousin?)
Yup Special1 I’m hooked. I’m admitting it. Just don’t tell LOUNE.