Fuck me for doing something so lame and stupid as to wash my jeans and coat without emptying the pockets! Two ink pens and a lip balm , for fuck’s sake! And fuck that i go to the grocery on an empty stomach, because i should be old enough to know better and i still slip up occasionaly with this dumb, preventable shit!
I live in Beer City, USA. On the local newspaper site, every time there’s a story about a car accident, some ding-dong always, *always *comments “Welcome to Beer City!” Yeah, like this is the only place in the world where people drive drunk. And then it turns out that most of the major accidents aren’t even caused by alcohol, they’re caused by not paying attention to the road while driving, such as this one caused by texting or this one caused by catastrophic inattention.
But this is Beer City USA, so all car accidents are DUI until proved otherwise. :rolleyes:
You’re from Beer City? Then of course you’re full of shit, because you post drunk! You live your life in a drunken stupor! Drinking, Driving, Drinking, Posting, Drinking, Sleeping, Drinking, Working.
My secrets! They are revealed! 
I have to have 150 reflective learning entries backed up by scanned documentation in my electronic portfolio for the 20th of January and my official review. I have about 2 hours, maybe less, of work to do on my E-portfolio. Other people have a lot more.
Apparently the RCGP hamsters can’t handle the amount of users who need to put stuff on their E-portfolios, and have crashed. The same way they crashed for 4 days over the new year weekend. I cannot access my E-portfolio.
Here’s a thought- people are going to want to put the finishing touches to their E-portfolios (or, you know, write the whole damn thing at the last minute if they have been procrastinating) when they aren’t at work- say evenings, holidays and weekends.
Traffic will also increase in the weeks running up to annual and semi-annual reviews.
When the entire system is electronic and paper records aren’t accepted they should work that out and ensure that there is enough juice in the system to allow 24/7 access.
Stupid system.
Nope, not necessarily. Two votes here for the microaveable corn-filled pillow, one from Mom and one from her Mom, both of whom are hot all over except for their feet. Mom tells me that, ever since her menopause ended, life became one long hot flash… except for the footsies.
Mother Dearest: your mother, your sister and you are Catalan, the kind of Catalan people make jokes about. The kind of Catalan who make the notion of copper wire having been invented by two Catalans pulling on a copper coin believable. Why then when you invited your mother over, not wanting (officially) her to stay forever, did you not set a “rent” of sorts? You three have always charged each other! She charges you, you charge your kids… hello?
Yeah, Grandma is planning on staying “until maybe March and then go home for a week and then come back”.
I got dressed in a hurry this morning and these are NOT the right socks for this weather. Also, I just noticed one of them is getting a big ol’ hole in the toe. (I paid a dollar for the pair, and boy howdy, I got my money’s worth and not a penny more.)
There are some cultures in Mexico where the Mexicans do not put their toilet paper in the toilet. Instead it goes into a trash can next to the toilet or if no trash can then it goes onto the floor (I know this is common in the city of Mexicali).
Well my nephew’s girlfriend is one of those who practice this custom–in my house. But I don’t understand it cause her heritage is El Salvador but what do I know about the customs of El Salvador, maybe it is the same as Mexico, or not and she has adopted the Mexican tradition.
So now I get to have the toilet paper talk with her about the custom in my home. I am not looking forward to that and actually I dread it, but it must happen cause I have kittens who enjoy pulling toilet paper out of the trash and shredding it around the house and there is a litter box in the bathroom. Gad! Anyone want to volunteer to take this task off my hands?
Make your nephew have the talk with her. Problem solved!
I don’t know about that, I am an open person who feels obligated to have The Talk herself rather than weasle someone else into doing it plus maybe I can be nice about this and it will be a teaching moment for her other toilet destinations.
I was given to understand (perhaps even on the Dope) that the practice has a lot to do with, well, let’s call it wide variations in the reliability of local sewage systems. Translation: she was not brought up to implicitly trust any given commode to survive having a wad of paper flushed down it.
It’s not about culture and it’s not Mexico. It’s about local water disposal facilities and local pipes being prepared to deal with toilet paper or not. I’ve run into “please use the wastebasket for TP” signs or explanations in Mexico, Costa Rica, Brazil and in a remote corner of Spain (a gas station several miles beyond the backside of nowhere - they weren’t connected to any water disposal pipes, wastewater went to a “black well” which got emptied periodically). If Mexicali ever gets to modernize its pipes and build a wastewater treatment plant, the locals will get used to “TP goes into the toilet” - for now, there isn’t a plant which can separate it back to send it to the landfill, so the separation needs to happen at the source. Given El Salvador’s history, I don’t imagine they have the best wastewater disposal facilities either.
Yes, I’ve visited too many waste treatment plants and landfills, why do you ask?
A couple of months ago, our workplace busybody decided it would be a good idea to take away everyone’s private wastebasket. The idea is that every time you have something to dispose of, you should jump up from your desk and take it to one central garbage/recycling bin. This is madness, of course, and several of us ignored it in good order.
Today we get an email saying that we promised to dump our wastebaskets daily. (Okay, I vaguely remember saying that, but guess what? I lied.) Apparently the busybody has noticed that the very same items have remained in our wastebaskets for up to a week! Heaven forbid!
Are you crazy, woman? You are actually inspecting the contents of our garbage? Well, perhaps we should just get this straight…I have a wastebasket under my desk, I’m going to use it as I see fit, and you can not have it. If you take it, I will bring another. Get a fucking life.
Dungy, that is indeed nuts. It’s a freaking garbage can. So, is there no one to tell Ms. Busybody to try to find something more work-related to occupy her (obviously too much) free time?
It’s a method used to get people to recycle more. Is the central trash can located near or right beside recycling bins? Some offices use it to get lazy people to recycle more.
If that’s not what it’s being done for, that’s fucking idiotic!
It started as a money-saving idea, because the housekeeping staff changed our garbage daily. That was unnecessary and used a lot of plastic bags. We said, “What if you asked housekeeping to only change cans that are full?” and the answer was that some people put food in the trash, causing bugs. So they took away (most of our) wastebaskets.
These days, I don’t have a plastic bag in my wastebasket. I fill it up with paper, Kleenex, plastic, etc., and when it’s full (every couple of weeks) I take it to the central area and sort it all into the proper containers. This saves money for the company, it’s green, and Papa Don’t Preach, I’m keepin’ my wastebasket!
We don’t have a busybody inspecting our garbage, we have a royal edict from the Powers that Be - no food at our desks, no potted plants, nothing posted outside our cubes, no potlucks outside of the lunch area (which is not a room, just an open space amidst the cubicles), no candy dishes, nothing. The email was very clear that it was due to bug infestation. If we are caught, we can be written up.
If I stand up in my little cube, I can look into the County Attorney’s office. Where there is food out every day, potted plants all over, posters and pictures everywhere, and noshes seemingly on every open surface. Silly me asked the PtB why the difference, if we share the same space we would both have bugs. Never received a response, but noticed right afterwards that my trash can was moved (it was emptied only once/week, so pretty obvious).
Ms. Busybody needs new duties, if she’s able to inspect everyone’s wastebaskets. Probably SHE needs to be in charge of emptying wastebaskets and sorting trash.
We have no garbage cans at our desk only paper recyling bins. In the lunch rooms there are recycling bins for compost, plastic and paper but no unrecylable bins. The only place to throw out actual garbage is the bathroom. Annoying 
Within the last year, they have decided not to provide liquid coffee creamer, wastebaskets, calendars…I’m wondering if I should begin stashing the toilet paper.
Busybody has misplaced her pager. If I find it, I’m going to put it in the wastebasket so she’ll be sure to find it! 