And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.
And it’ll be nuttin’ compared to the tales of woe and disaster I heard this morning. The big payroll meeting has happened. Oh the wailing! Oh the weeping! Oh the gnashing of teeth! Oh the rending of garments! Oh the heaping of ashes upon heads! The earth shall tremble! Mountains shall crumble! Rivers shall turn to blood! Plagues and pestilences shall descend over all the land! Children will be reduced to begging in the streets! Doom! Gloom! Despair! Every two weeks! I can’t go that long between paydays! I haaaaaave to get paid every week! It’s not fair! I’ll have to find another job? (Promise?) I’ll tell all the bill collectors to call you! (Ok, I ain’t givin’ 'em any money though.) You can’t you just can’t do this to me! WAH! WAH! WAH! Wah, wah, wah, was mostly what I was hearing in my head. Oh, and remember how I said we were going to give everybody six weeks before we started? Well, this morning I convinced my boss and the CFO on the idea of waiting until the new year, so the switch wouldn’t happen during Christmas shopping time. Still the cries of gloom and doom arose over the land. Then there were the blessed few who were like, “that’s cool.” I expect to hear much more over the next few weeks. There shall be pleading to “make me an exception”, many teardrops falling upon my office floor, perhaps effigies being burned even.
I am the Grinch, Ebenezer Scrooge, Simon Legree, Old Man Potter from “It’s a Wonderful Life” and Milburn Drysdale all rolled into one. I am evil in all its evil evilness!
Look on the bright side. My parents have been married 37 years, and there are 4 couples at my church that have been married 50 years. swampy. you forgot Montgomery Burns.
OOH Montgomery Burns. Course he’s a piker compared to me right now. HAH!
Mika I may need you to back me up when I explain my proposed collection to ACBG. I’ll be like picu (where the heck’s she been btw?) who travels with her male harem wherever she goes.
[del]swampy[/del] Bearbert, I love it! Didn’t you tell them the extra cool thing about 26 paychecks a year? Twice a year, you get an “extra” check. Or are you going to 24 pay periods a year? Because that *is * evil. I worked at a place with 24 pay periods and there are times when you go for three weeks without a check. That hurts, no matter how well you’re prepared. When we went to 26 pay periods, there was rejoicing throughout the land and not a peep of complaint. So maybe you should start with 24 and go to 26 *next * year.
Threads like foxy & Belrix’s sometimes make me secretly glad I live in a barbaric country that doesn’t allow me to get married. Most of the rest of the time, I’d rather have the option, but damn.
No kids for me, either. I think the world is better off without any more hellspawn out of that gene pool. I may be capable of being a good parent at this point, but I’m not reproducing and I don’t want to adopt if I’m going to be a single mom, either. :shrug: So no kids for me.
Best Friend’s parents have been married for thirty-four years, and they’re adorable together. I love being married. I love all my husbands. When Mr. Lissar and I chat with friends who are still dating, or agonizing over new relationships, we always clutch each other and say, “I am so, so glad to be married, and not dating. So glad.”
I have returned, and I got enough food for the next three weeks, even if we eat nothing but flour. I require instruction, MMPers- teach me to make chicken and dumplings! I’m just about to take a nap, because I slept badly, but when I get up I plan on making and freezing lots of chicken and dumplings, chili, and spaghetti sauce.
Tomorrow I bake focaccia and chocolate breadsticks and other stuff I don’t remember.
LiLi, a serious answer. First, make chicken soup sans starchies, any way you like. I boil a whole chicken, pick out the bones, chop the meat, and add any veggies I have handy. Then, whip up a batch of your favorite biscuit dough (I use Bisquick; those who know can start hating me now). Take a glob of the dough on a spoon and drop it in on the boiling soup. Repeat until the top is covered in dough globs, and boil 10 minutes. Cover, and boil 10 minutes more. If you’re lucky, you get big, soft dough balls floating; otherwise you get pasty soup. The pasty thing happens about 1 batch in 20 for me, and it’s because the dough was not thick enough.
Next time you’re at the grocery, read the side of a Bisquick box. Their process is pretty good, even though Swampy will turn his pointy haired wrath on me for mentioning their product.
Bobbio believe it or not I’m even slothier than you makin’ chicken ‘n dumplin’s. I use :eek: flour tortillas cut into strips. Drop in a few at a time. It only takes a couple minutes to thicken up. I’ll also add in a can of cream of chicken soup for thickening purposes. Southern LOL’s everywhere are fainting and screamin’ “LAW!” at the very thought.
Hey, I’m getting married too, again. So’s all y’all who are casting aspirsions (is that even a word?) can just go, um, casting them some more because I’m doing it for the second time. swampy - don’t forget tonight’s hate-fest with our girls in Star’s Hollow.
If Emily and Richard don’t show up, Ima pitch a fit. Where are they! I need Emily. She’s one of my favorite characters. See, the Loreli/Luke/Rory/Logan stuff interests me not anymore. I’m more interested in Emily, Richard, Taylor, Kirk, Miss Patty, Babette, etal these days. They’re much more interesting.
In my lifetime I have been paid weekly, biweekly, twice monthly, and monthly. It doesn’t matter. I’m still getting the same amount of money annually. See, there’s this thing called a budget? :rolleyes:
I hereby request that my paycheck be issued every 10th day, with exceptions for sundays. The reason is that, if you pay me every 10th instead of 14th day, I will get more money. I wouldbe glad to split the extra money with you in return for consideration of my request.
I’ll be like picu (where the heck’s she been btw?) who travels with her male harem wherever she goes.