Bosda, you are such a dick...

Never let it be said that I don’t tenderly nurture a grudge.

A year and a half ago, I posted this thread in General Questions, asking what to do with a used mercury switch from a thermostat. My first response was an incredibly snotty post from Bosda Di’Chi of Tricor telling me:

Well, it was obnoxiously phrased and made me want to slap the author with a trout, but I did what he said and Bob was * not * my uncle. There was no recycling authority conveniently nearby that Google could locate. The episode left a really bad taste in my mouth, because people in GQ usually bend over backwards to be helpful rather than taking the opportunity to count coup on some hapless individual. (I did get some helpful advice from other contributors to the thread.)
Let’s move on to the present day, when Bosda posted “What is Witch Hazel?” in General Questions. Not only has this question been asked and answered before in GQ, but it’s such an amazingly easy question to research that you practically only have to * think * in the direction of a browser with Google displayed and the answer would come up. But for some reason, it’s OK for Bosda to post easily Googled questions in GQ, but not for anyone else.

So, let’s summarize. Bosda, not only are you a miserable dickhead, but you’re a * hypocritical* miserable dickhead who consistently makes the SDMB experience worse for everyone who encounters you. You have a * computer*. Try not to use it.

One incident of asshattery does not mean he’s single-handedly ruining the SDMB.

Let it not be said that the OP holds grudges.

I have an Uncle Bob.

I am an Uncle Bob.

Does he know where to dispose of used mercury switches? I still have the damned thing.

Hey! Leave me out of this!

I don’t know, I like Bosda. He’s answered questions for me before without referring me to Google, and he’s always been really nice. I don’t recall any incidences of asshattery, and I’m willing to accept he might have been having a bad day that time.

I still can’t remember his name, and I don’t have any idea how to pronunce it.

You forgot to call him a “gunky”, Junior Barnes.

Waitaminute. Does anyone NOT have an Uncle Bob?

Daniel

I have no uncles (nor aunts either), therefore, no “Uncle Bob”. having married into a family that contains a brother in law Bob, my son, however, now does have an “Uncle Bob” - prior to the marriage, he also had no “Uncle Bob”.

I don’t have an Uncle Bob. I dated a guy named Bob for about six months, though, if that helps.

I don’t have an Uncle Bob either but it’s not from a lack of trying.

I don’t have an Uncle Bob. My father’s a Bob, but he’s nobody’s uncle.

My brother’s an uncle, but he goes by Robert.

I don’t have an Uncle Bob, but I always call Chris Isaak “Uncle Bob.” A virtual bouquet of flounders goes to the first person who knows why . . .

Nice ref!

Moreover, if you enter “slap him with trout” into Google, you get 15,600 hits.

I don’t have an Uncle Bob. I guess that’s why he didn’t show up on Thanksgiving. It’s a shame really, he makes turkey stuffing.

Better than being slapped with 15,600 trout.

which, when googled, returns a mere 3 results.