This seems like a good place to put this. My ex-wife just got remarried. Just, as in, some time in the past few hours. Whatever, I’ve made my peace with it. They guy she’s marrying is marrying someone he knows for a fact is willing to cheat on their husband.
Anyways, the ranty part is that since we have a handful of mutual friends on facebook, I’m sure I’ll be seeing wedding pictures pop up over the next few days. I’ll bat them down (hide story) as I see them (first one just showed up a few minutes ago). Even though I have no interest in her anymore, we were together for 11 years from beginning to end and since she was cheating on me with and left me for this guy there was still a little part of me (ok, a big part of me) that was hoping it would fall apart and she’d be miserable before the wedding would happen. Hell, there’s probably always going to be a little part of me that hopes it fails in one way or another some day. Of course, if it does, it may very well be because she already has another guy lined up. And for my daughter’s sake, I’d rather not see her going through guy’s like that.
I haven’t met the guy yet for more then a half a second. Literally, about a half second. Because of the way the timing worked out he had to drop my daughter off at my house one day. He knocked, I opened the door, she walked in and that was it. But she [my daughter] really seems to like him and that’s really all that I’m concerned about. She [my daughter] keeps bugging me to meet him (or asking why mama doesn’t live with me). She’s much much much to young to understand why I have no interest in meeting this guy. In fact, I’m not sure she ever really needs to know.
I’m one of those people that turns off the car radio when the passenger wants to talk, I mute the TV when I go to type a post (here), I can’t talk on the phone when someone is talking in my other ear…I turn off the toys at the toy store while I’m contemplating my decision. I just can’t sit there and try to decide which toy I should buy for a Xmas/Bday/whatever present while all the other ones are making all that racket.
Can’t sleep in my new bedroom. It feels very homey, what with the cats, balcony, and spectacular view. But it’s not home yet. Time for sleeping pills maybe.
The only problem with this is that customers, not knowing the issue, will not buy the cards because they’ll think they’re faulty or the battery died, and who wants to buy a new battery for the sake of a card? So the stores trying to sell them will lose money, and if they have enough in stock that are messed with, they could lose so much money they’d close, and then those clerks would be out of a job instead of just insane from the music! :eek::(:eek:
(I exaggerate. A lot. But still, the stores will likely return the cards messed with in this fashion to the supplier as faulty. Someone will be losing money, and one of the lawyers will probably be by at some point to tell you that a case could be made for vandalism or something of the like. It’s a kind thought, but maybe not a good idea.)
I’m pretty noise sensitive myself. I made my SO replace a ceiling fan because it ticked and I couldn’t sleep while listening to the darn thing. It wasn’t** TICKING**, it was ticking.
Morgyn, I’m glad that you don’t have water leaking anymore. I’ve been living in a motel with crappy internet for a week, so I while I was watching your saga with the water, I had problems posting.
I do have to laugh at the idea that Walgreens will go under because nobody will buy singing raindeer because the batteries are reversed. I wouldn’t mess with the cards, they are away from the cashiers and the batteries are imbedded.
Or maybe the whole damned noisemaking cards fad will be considered to be dead, and no store buyer will buy any more of the things. I don’t think that it’s the CARDS that are the most annoying, though, because generally you have to open them to get them to play, right? Whereas the chuckling Santa and moaning zombie just have to have motion around them.
Those damn noisy cards need to DIE. It seems like they make up 1/3 of Hallmark’s “humorous” selection now. They also need to understand that not every young woman views her mother in a way that calls for a flower-covered, overly sentimental card on her birthday. (One year Hallmark had a birthday card that featured a little girl with super-short bangs, and a caption to the effect of “I love you so much but I’m glad you don’t pick my hairstyle anymore”; Mom thought it was hilarious!) Maybe my local store is just hiding all the good stuff now – all the “funny” cards I saw might have appealed to a first grader, but were too cheesy for an adult – or maybe I just missed it…my local store is very cluttered and maze-like.
Milk, butter, juice; all stored in giant chiller cabinets with wide open fronts. That can’t be efficient surely? Do the supermarkets all think we’re incapable of sticking our arms through those plastic flappy strippy things, or opening a flipping door?
When they start being able to have them without hitting each other or throwing things in dangerous ways (slamming a sofa pillow against the unoccupied sofa is ok; throwing dolls around is not). The operative parental line is “kill each other but don’t hit each other!”
Nice to know we’re all normal.
Eleven years - I’ve remarried and couldn’t be happier, but I still carry a small secret wish that his marriage will fail. I’ve met ‘the other woman’, don’t really have a problem with her and the daughters think she’s just fine. In fact, I should send her a thank you card and flowers.
But there’s still this little part of me that wants it all to go tits-up for them. Basically he’s a cheater and she’s a home-wrecker - hope it happens to both of them someday.
Fuck you. Beef and broccoli, bitch. Or sweet and sour chicken sauce on the side - which is practically chicken nuggets. There are sooooo many American Chinese dishes that this picky eater shit does not fucking fly.
Those are items that are bought very frequently and restocked very frequently; a few saved minutes a day in not opening a door or pushing aside the plastic flaps adds up for the store in unwasted man hours. Plus, those folks who have a child at hand or in a cart appreciate being able to walk up, grab an item and walk away w/o having to balance or wrangle as much.
Ya know, I contemplated how to play it. I knew it was really going to be up to me. From everything I’d been told, he’s a shy guy and really wasn’t going to be looking forward to the encounter anymore then I was. Do I play it cool and classy like Cary Grant in His Girl Friday and look him right in the eye, shake his hand and invite him in for coffee? Do I call him a cunt and pop him in neck? Do do nothing, let him do nothing and then call my ex and say “hey, why did he have to be such a jerk?”.
Of course, I would never do any of this, it’s just all stuff that ran through my head. Ultimately he said nothing to each other and that was it. I waved at him just because I know we’ll have to get to know each other and I wanted to move past just tossing my daughter from one person to the other person. Maybe next time it happens, there will be a quick ‘hi’.
Though, one thing that I did think about was cuing up this scene from Goodfellas and letting it play in the background. No one could blame me for watching what’s well known to be one of my favorite movies.
But, hey, like I said, he married someone that he knows for an absolute fact has no problem cheating on their husband.
Motion-detecting faucets and paper towel dispensers are tools of the devil, and I hate them with the fire of a thousand suns. All I want to do is wash my hands, but I have to find the sweet spot that starts the flow of water and hope I can find it again once my hands are soaped up. Then I repeat with the towel dispenser, unless it’s empty, in which case all the hand-waving has the effect of a blow dryer.
We put in Enmotion towel dispensers at work a few years ago. Funny thing is, they’re no different then the old C-folds. They do look nicer, I’ll give them that, but as far as what they promote. No different.
I gave the boss a hard time about that.
He said, you don’t have to touch anything to get a paper towel out. Didn’t have to do that with the C-folds either. Well, you can load the next roll in before the first one runs out. One one roll runs out, the next one starts right up. Yup, same with C-folds. Just throw the new stack on top of the old one.
The funny thing is, if you look at the sensor on the touch free towel dispensers it’s usually dirty because people don’t wave their hands at it. They tap it so they don’t have to gauge how far away from it they need to be.
I hate automated things in bathrooms in general. I hate the things you mentioned, plus hand dryers and automatic flushes.
I hate hand dryers because they’re often so freaking LOUD (sometimes even enough to physically hurt my ears), and it takes me longer to dry my hands with them than with paper towels.
And I hate automatic flushing because it often goes offf when I don’t want it to, therefore wasting water. I thought we’re supposed to be protecting the environment - which is hard to do when so much water is wasted in automatic flush toilets.
It feels very homey, what with the cats, balcony, and spectacular view. But it’s not home yet. Time for sleeping pills maybe.
