No shit! Did you buy it?
I’m not a kitscher, so no.
Although If I was the author I’d have written the copy as “… push it through”, not “push through it”
I had a hell of a day yesterday.
First of all I had to go to my office in remote Sequim out in the middle of nowhere. More than 2 hours on the road each way, and I hate driving. Half hour commutes are tolerable, but being behind the wheel so long is miserable. Especially at my age; I’ve always had back issues but now everything hurts it seems after so long on bad, stressful highways.
And I’m the sole primary IT support for 3 offices so when I’m driving I’m not available to provide that support which I hate.
But then while I’m doing my work (replacing point of sale equipment for our customer service people) some maniac comes flying into the parking lot and clips a 70-year-old man with his pickup truck. The old guy was walking over to a gas station in the parking lot and got struck. I’m not sure if he was okay because he was taken in an ambulance.
The cops came into our office because they know we have cameras and wanted to see if they captured the incident. Apparently yes; one of my staff called our security folks at HQ and they emailed footage to one of the cops, and once he saw it on his phone he immediately went outside to cuff the guy that the cops had in custody. Right on the other side of our front window about 10 feet away from me as I’m trying to get everything done.
There are many days I wish things were more boring and yesterday sure was one of them. I told the folks in Sequim that I’m a jinx; once last year when I visited the office we had to stay away from the windows because someone threatened to come shoot the place up (though luckily nothing happened of course). It’s like I bring it with me when I go there.
I’ve been having some issues lately with my emotional health, and decided to take advantage of a Teladoc service offered by my health insurance to talk to someone about it. I was able to set up a telephone appointment for noon yesterday to talk to a therapist. So I’m sitting on my couch waiting for the call, and promptly at noon my landline phone rings. Once. The caller ID shows Unknown Number, and I realize that my Nomorobo service has cut off the call connection because of this. After a bit of fumbling with trying to follow up on this I’m able to react someone who is able to confirm that all of their calls will show as Unknown Caller, and there’s no way to unblock it with nomorobo because it won’t always be the same number. The reason for this (which makes sense to me upon thinking about it) is to prevent people from trying to call the therapists “just to chat” at non-appointment times. So there’s apparently no way I’ll be able to take therapy calls on my landline.
So I was able to schedule an appointment for Friday afternoon. The trick is, I need to change the phone number they’ll be calling to my cell phone. I don’t like taking calls on my cell phone at home because sometimes the connection is spotty, so I’m hoping this won’t be a problem.
And of course, the aggravation of this is not helping my supposed mental health.
I know where Sequim is. You have my hearty sympathy! I hope your back feels better today.
I’m so sick of these people who drive like everything is just for them, and no one else has any rights: Not other drivers, not pedestrians. I do hope the old fellow is ok. As bad as your day was, his was worse – as I know you appreciate! I’m glad your office had security footage of what occurred. That will make proving liability much easier for the old guy and his family.
Which leads me to my own mini-rant for May: I was driving home from town and stopped at a red light through which I intended to proceed once it turned green. There was traffic opposite, and the lead driver was not sporting a turn signal. The light turned green, I hit the gas to go straight – then immediately had to slam on my brakes because the special dipshit opposite me turned left, right in front of me. He wasn’t signaling and he didn’t have the right-of-way. I nearly hit him.
“No rules for me, only for thee!” I reserve a special hateful place in my heart for people who are so inconsiderate and dangerous.
Thank you. 
Today is a day off (I work 4 10 hour days) and I’m trying to take it a bit easy.
You are 100% correct. I told myself that very thing multiple times yesterday.
I went over to the grocery store today to pick up a Mother’s Day card. Apparently there was some kind of screw-up with the ordering, because there were approximately a thousand of the same card, stuck in all the different slots. The sentiment inside made me want to puke, so I hunted and hunted, ferreting out the few other cards still hidden in the display. Found one that would do. Not very big, not very pretty. I took it up to the register and turned it over to see the price…eleven dollars! Jebus, are they tariffing the greeting cards now? I took it right back to the rack. Out of curiosity, I checked on the card they had so many of. That one was six bucks. Still pretty stiff, but at least in the realm of what you might expect to pay. Anyway, fuck it, maybe I’ll call her.
I bought a couple birthday cards a couple months ago. 8 to 12 dollars. Not tariffs. Just plain old Gougerie as my dad called it. That’s fancy faux French for “price gouging”.
Note that even if the cards themselves are printed in the US, a lot of the paper products and inks are imported from China and Canada.
but I’d expect anything in a store today was imported components prior to tariffs being implemented as they are more predictable & have a much longer lead time than say, a shirt of this year’s major pro sports league champion.
The TV news has a lot on it’s plate with politics in the US, Canada, and the EU… with trade war stupidity… and with wars in Ukraine and Gaza.
Still, the fact that Indian jets fired rockets into Pakistan… that it can be proven to have happened because one of the jets was shot down… is not just a back page article. Both countries have nuclear weapons and both countries pretty much hate each other.
It’s not like Rump cares or will do anything to try to calm either side down either.
Are you Joe Btfsplk? 
Joe was a character in the old L’il Abner comic strip, who was always drawn with a black rain cloud following him as he went about causing calamity everywhere he went!
Anyway, sorry to hear about your terrible, horrible, no good day yesterday. It can be pretty traumatic seeing someone hurt in an accident. At least you can relax today. Have a couple of Caesars! 
I may have one tonight in fact!
(Salad that is.)
How boring!
Just how I like it.
I’ve got a Caesar salad on order right now for GF & me. They’re definitely much improved w a bottle of good champagne.
I do not have champagne, but I’ve had it with a Caesar salad in the past and that is indeed a good combination. I think it has to do with the tang from the dressing, it matches the drink well.
I am having some gouda cheese with bacon from the grocery store. No wine sadly.
Well, warm weather is here, if not yet technically summer, but the windows are open, and all the benefits of summer are here. To wit, the Lawnmower Boy demanding money because grass is growing, and meanwhile children are screeching, and improperly attended dogs are barking.*
But the screeching children pale in comparison to my nemesis, who, like a soprano in a great opera, the same screeching small female featured in last summer’s afternoon performances, who does her best imitation of being murdered on many otherwise warm and pleasant evenings. This miniature female with unnaturally powerful and high-pitched vocal cords is mercifully quite a few houses away. How anyone can abide living close to this thing is incredible to me.
* Actually, there is only one dog I can really hear, and this unfortunate canine appears to reside at the same place as the above-mentioned miniature screeching female. I believe it was park rangers who once said, “95% of the noise comes from 5% of our visitors”.
We already have one sadly… and while it’s a triple portion, it is Orange and smells like Depends.