Oh, I get it. Canada.
:smack:
At least you will understand why the locals are pelting you with snowballs 
Like I said, you just fucking rock.
There are a LOT of bad words I could say about those assholes, but while there is a lot of ugly in rescue, there are also the everyday heros. The people who took the time to grab the poor blind cat and turn him in, aurora maire and the folks she’s talking about, people like you and the folks you work with.
People who stop to help because its the right thing to do really do make a difference in the world.
I think that sometimes people don’t try to help because they don’t know what to do. There have been more than a few times when I’ve seen traffic stopped because a dog was running around in the road, but nobody did anything.
That’s just because they probably didn’t know what to do, because as soon as I started trying to lure the dog into my car people always get out of their cars to try to help.
The main reason I haven’t had rescue burnout yet is because I have learned to look at it through rose tinted glasses.
Waiting for the legal stuff to be over. Am itching to share.
Canada, not UK.
I’ll give you a “Hallelujah!” on that.
You think people in Arizona or San Diego can make better snowballs than I can?!? 
Fucking FedEx–I bought something online on Sunday and paid for OVERNIGHT shipping…you know, so I could get it today? I had it shipped to my work, where there is always someone available to sign for packages.
So I come in to work this afternoon, and no package. I check the tracking and the status is “Future delivery requested”. What the hell? A call to customer service is most exasperating–“Oh, the driver probably had too many items to deliver and couldn’t make it to your location.” Then what the hell is OVERNIGHT service for? Screw you, FedEx!
Yup. Canucks sort of combine Limey and Yankee spelling. It’s jail, but it’s behaviour, theatre, etc.
Ah Bliss!
No allegedly adult supervision, Bob Rivers carols on the computer.
Now if I could just power thru the 26 reports in front of me…
Really Grumpy Choir person two seats away from me-- it is NOT neccessary to badmouth the pastor on Christmas Eve from the choir loft. Pick some other time to do so.
(Present pastor has only been our pastor for about 18 months-- the honeymoon period, such as it was, is over; and the previous pastor now busy elsewhere is being viewed through rose-colored glasses. I’m not saying I like the new one better than the old one (or vice versa), I’m just saying they aren’t competing on a level playing field).
(Oh, and did I mention I’ve got PMS which makes me cranky?)
And in other news-- still church related-- how come Red is the only Christmas color represented heavily? Especially in the choir loft-- if there was an official memo, most of us missed it, but 90% of the singers–even the men-- were in red shirts. Leaving people like me-- cream with poinsettias-- feeling left out. And my top was chosen tonight because I haven’t had a chance to wear it much this year. Dec. 1st was too soon, and the other three Sundays I’ve been under “orders” to wear red. Bell choir, choir, bell choir again. OK, technically, I could have worn green to bells, but I don’t have as good a green as I do red.
And in the get off my lawn section-- hey, music leader-- how about pants not made of denim and a shirt with more than 5% red? You just didn’t look professional, dressy, or Christmassy tonight.
Christmas dinner table at my sister’s house. I was tired, headache (along right eyebrow) and neck pain (back right side) and a bit cranky. Sitting next to my mother. Who decides to tell my niece about this book she’s reading about how America is going through these ‘9 seals’ and being punished for not supporting Israel. :rolleyes:
Goddamned stupid idea of ‘not supporting’ there, assclown who wrote the book. And mom, saying you’re reading it ‘eyes wide open’ to understand and accept what it is preaching is a complete contradiction in one fucking sentence. Be less gullible, please.
See what wonderful experiences poverty was depriving you of, bud?
Oh, and cousin on other-side-of-the-family: you’re over 40. It’s weird and kind of creepy to refer to your dad’s girlfriend of six months as “mom.” (Not half as creepy as your sister calling her much-older husband “Daddy” at family gatherings, though.)
Okay, I might piss everyone else off, but i’ve gotta gloat:
I’m sitting at home. Alone. Blissfully alone: no ecks-mas music, no relatives, no stress …
Okay, the relations are coming this afternoon, as is the wife and kid, and I’m making tenderloin, but I get a couple of hours to myself. My mom called and said “I was thinking about coming a day early to help you get ready.” And I said “That’d be great… if you were invited.” I filled the awkward pause afterwards with “Ha! In your face, old lady!” and we laughed about it.
***So Merry Effing Christmas, everyone! ***Sneak away from your family and post their inane/racist/offensive blatherings here.
Well, my Christmas has been awesome so far! No rants here.
Checked Facebook this morning to see that one of my cousins received a feckin’ diet book from her husband for Christmas. Wow.
Why arent there any decent restaurants open on Christmas? What are Jewish, Buddhist, Islamic ppl and others who dont celebrate with family supposed to do?
EW that has to be the tackiest.
Chinese.
Ah. Yeh. Chicken Feet and Sushi it is then!
I’m assuming he got the special deal that I saw on dealmac: it comes bundled with a DIY Divorce Kit.
So when’s he going to be out of the hospital? 
I got a huge, lovely frying pan with a lid from my husband. In all fairness, it’s what I asked for.
Only one small rant so far - I have my usual Christmas day smoke hangover from the in-laws’ family Christmas Eve get-together. I understand that it’s their house, but if you are only one or two smokers amongst a group of non-smokers and you go off to another room to smoke, could you be the best people in the world and just do it outside?