:smack: Of course. Nothing like hundreds-of-years-old folk remedies to keep people safe. And if you get the flu, I guess we pull out the leeches for you.
A couple of years ago we had a guy I’ll call Clothes Horse in our apartment complex who apparently went through frequent wardrobe changes. He didn’t do laundry very often, only about once a month, but when he did, he would monopolize the small laundry room (2 washers, 2 dryers) for the whole day, stuff piled high, and frequently leave for several hours at a time with his shit in the machines. Got him mad at me once when I just went ahead, pulled his shit out of the machines several hours after it was done and did my own damned laundry. He moved out after only about 6-9 months.
Now we have someone else pulling this shit, only without the “leaving for several hours” bit. Must be a mom with kids, but I walked in the laundry room to find all 4 machines going, PLUS two shopping carts of clothing filled to overflowing PLUS two large laundry baskets piled high, all waiting in line.
Damn.
You know, I realize that if you have a bunch of kids, it might be easier for you to just spend a day doing laundry. But when you’re sharing that laundry room with 18 other apartments, it’s kind of obnoxious to monopolize it for an entire day.
Yes- it may be difficult if you work during the week etc, but to ignore the needs of other tenants is a bit rude.
Well? What did he do?
For the record, in case anyone needs to know…rental trucks have no guts. If you speed up really fast and get up to 60 mph at the mountain, you just might possibly make it to the top of the mountain doing 30. And the flipping flashers are hard to find.
I NEED a kitty to sleep with me tonight. I didn’t even think to bring a kitty fur covered blanket with me.
I pit colds. Yesterday, I had a slightly stuffy nose and my throat was a little sore from the nasal drainage. I didn’t think much of it. Maybe I should have. This morning I woke up with a congested head, my back, neck and shoulders aching and my throat on fire. To top it all off, I feel like I didn’t sleep at all. Stupid body! Now is not the time for a cold! And of course I am at work because I’m out of sick days and I have craptons to do. (So I waste time posting here)
I also put the fact that my husband and I don’t have the same work schedule for the end of the year. This will be the first year I don’t spend with my family. In fact, we won’t be able to spend time with any family. I doesn’t feel like Christmas at all for me right now.
Did you try a cut onion?
I didn’t. I was out of onions last night. Maybe I ate cut onions that had been cut too long ago? 
So I decide to get breakfast while my car is being serviced, settle in with my omelet at the restaurant and realize that the geezer camped at the next table is emitting horrible snarfing/gargling noises every twenty seconds or so. It sounds like he is on the verge of either 1) belching a chestful of mucus onto the table, 2) upchucking, 3) on the edge of a Code Blue, or 4) all three simultaneously. So I move across the restaurant to a table where, though I can still hear his garglings, they are more subdued.
A couple minutes later the waitress seats Chatty Cathy and her Magic Cellphone next to me. Cathy comes in with cellphone glued to her ear, where it stays all during ordering, meal consumption and field trip to the bathroom. I pick up my check and leave, while Cathy is still merrily gabbing away and Geezer is continuing to conduct his volcanic mucus excursions.
I am seriously considering a new career as a hermit.
I think I would be seriously considering a new career as a multiple murderer.
Jackmanii, you have my sympathy.
And I have a view about who is the most obnoxious person to be close to when traveling on a long haul aircraft.
It is not a screaming infant. They can be bad.
It is not the guy who farts and makes you chunder. I can get a laugh from that.
It is the person who has some sort of cold or flu, who won’t blow their nose or take medication for it. They will sit there and every thirty seconds there will be a nasal drawback of snot into their heads- to run down again and be repeated.
It is especially charming when you have your meal served and any minute you expect five yards of snot to be forcibly vented into the space around you as they can’t drawback as they eat and they need to sneeze.
You shoulda dropped half an onion in his lap, Cicero.
Since you had them on your belt and all.
I didn’t have enough room for onions. Sadly, had to repack bags at Heathrow as one was 1kg overweight and another was 3 kg underweight. Would have been nice if they averaged the weight. (I know it is my fault but I didn’t have scales with me).
Sorry, I don’t get it.
It’s a Simpsons reference. Grandpa Simpson goes off on a rambling, interminable tale that involves the line “I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time,” and it has become popular for fans to quote it.
Thanks Ferret Herder. I could not have guessed that, though I suppose it means the poster thought I was off an a rambling interminable tale. 
Such is life.
If it makes you feel better, he was discussing a trip on the ferry to a neighboring town at the time, so perhaps travel and onions were the only features in common. 
In fact, I am so dull that at **any **mention of onions (outside a food service setting), I’m liable to toss that line out. Your interminable ramblings are typically enjoyable! 
Here’s my rant for the day; due to the last minute addition of 12 hungry guests to a 20 person lunch reception I hosted yesterday I have little food in my house, but my tires are low and it’s raining so I’m loathe to refill them and go shopping. Lunch has been a spoonful of crunchy peanut butter, a clementine orange and a string cheese.
I was shocked that no one referenced it in Indian’s “onion” thread.