I’m not going to buy it. I just think the title’s hilarious.
What a day. There was some sort of slick on the Beltline. I almost ended up in the ditch with the three cars and the truck. I got stuck at work late, and my Internet was down until 9:30. Except for clarkfest 2007, most gatherings are just 4 or 5 people. we are spread coast to coast and norht to south, so it’s hard to get together.
Haze,:eek:
Good luck on the interview, snowbunny!!
Hazel–I was afraid of that, but didn’t want to alarm you more at the time. All you can do is make sure you have good locks, that the phone is charged and you know where it is at all times. Do you have a spyhole in the front door? I wouldn’t open the door to them anymore, ever. Weed is (apparently) readily available–no need for Beavis and Butthead to be in your lives. (how come I can’t seem to find weed? Oh, right-I’m 45 years old…)
Off to bed. I had the dubious pleasure of witnessing the Husband lecture #1 son at length. I agreed with most of what TH said, but he sure does like the sound of his own voice. I’m sure #1 son stopped listening 30 minutes before TH was done. #1 son is lazy, lazy, lazy in school–and his midterm grades reflect that. Kid tests in the 99%. And no, he does not have any learning disabilities. <sigh>
Haze :eek: :eek:
You need to have a word with Cloud Maiden about not bringing strange people you meet on the street to sell you weed home!
Check your locks. Make sure the neighbours/landlord know and keep your cell phone close and charged. I hope they don’t come back but be prepared to call the police if they do
Oh, we can get weed elsewhere - Cloud Maiden was just jonesing at the time. The thing that makes me nervous is that they’re also crack addicts, apparently. (When they were here, one of them locked himself in my bathroom and didn’t emerge for like half an hour. Cloud Maiden, who has more, ah, experience, about these things, said he was smoking crack in there.)
Sounds like my dad. :smack:
What a night.
A woman I work with, who was hired about the same time I was, is a big Star Wars addict. A really really BIG Star Wars addict. As in she makes costumes of Sith Lords and reads all the comic books.
Ok, that’s fine. We all have our little addictions. But damnitall I don’t want to keep looking at pictures of your costume and hearing about costumes and costuming groups and Star Wars stuff. I’m just not interested.
I also have a lovely customer service rant. I got home tonight to find that the cable was out. I could tell it was the cable and not the computer because the telephone was telling me the Vonage device could not access the Vonage network. It only does that when the cable is out. (It does it in a somehow Chekov-sounding voice, too) So I call Charter customer service to find out what the problem is. The guy tells me to unplug and replug the modem. I do this, all the while telling him it won’t do any good because it isn’t the modem - the cable is out. When I tell him the Vonage device can’t access the network, this guy tries to sell me Charter telephone service!
I cracked up laughing. When I caught my breath, I told him it probably wasn’t the best time to be trying to sell me anything new, since the service I was already paying for wasn’t working. He did admit he saw my point, and finally admitted that routine maintainence was being done on the servers. So why the modem dance? Asshole.
And I finally got what I knew I was going to get sooner or later - reamed out by a customer. One of the things we do as monitors is notify customers when the backup battery for their alarm system gets low. Most of the companies we provide monitoring services for tell us not to call clients for low battery signals after a certain time at night, ranging from 6 to 9pm. One company tells us to call when we get the signal. So I had a guy asking me “you called me at 11:30 at night to tell me the battery in my alarm system is low. Does this mean my alarm won’t work?” Uh, no sir. Fortunately he didn’t yell at me. I told him we had to do what the service provider instructs us to do. I imagine the service provider will be getting a cheerful earfull in the morning.
Good morning everybody!
My father is not being released today after all… seems his incision isn’t healed enough yet, so I get to drive to Jerusalem again tomorrow :rolleyes: (we already determined I wouldn’t be going today – 2 of us three siblings visit him every day.) The really aggravating part is it isn’t about the orthopedics at all – it’s most likely some infection he picked up in the hospital :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
Bother.
**Rigs **-- are you completely certain #1 son doesn’t have AD(H)D? Sounds almost exactly like what parents complain about (kid is intelligent but lazy, can’t get things done in time, won’t listen, can’t get organized…)
No, IANAD. yes, I do have personal experience.
**Haze **-- :eek: Moreso even about CM’s “knowledge” of things Crack than about that pair of losers; *hopefully *with some simple precautions (as in don’t let them in!) you should be OK with them (but be prepared as others have suggested, just in case!), but if you care about CM, I’d try asking her where, exactly, that “knowledge” comes from?
*Snakes – I think you got off relatively lightly. I also think the service provider that insists you call people at all hours about a non-emergency issue are a buch of dipshits… glad your customer understood that and didn’t unload on you! Or did he, just without raising his voice? 
And your cable provider are a bunch of idiots, too… Tell the truth you fers! I’ll be a lot *less *angry with loss of service, if I don’t have to pull the reason out of you like an abscessed tooth!!!
Everyone else I forgot – yay, boo, etc… as appropriate.
Swampy, **Shadow **-- pictures or we will select a collective hit-team to go out and find you! :eek:
Good luck tomorrow (er, today? :)) with your job interview, SnowBunny!
Geez, BBBBobbio, too bad about Wendy–heh, her friend is sticking up for her, though, claiming that she’d “repaid” the money. Uh, you don’t repay something that you embezzled–unless the court orders you to, that is. 
Yikes, Haze! I second that you and Cloud Maiden need to have a serious talk about bringing strange people back to your place. Those dudes sound like really bad news, esp. smoking crack in your bathroom!
SO, get well vibes being sent to your Dad for his recovery.
Ugh, we lost power about 2:30 am, I woke up and now I can’t get back to sleep! Oh well, at least it did come back on about 3:15. LOL I’ma try to sleep a bit now …
Good Morning All!
Well, today should be interesting. An auctioneer is coming to our house to determine what can and should be sold in my parents’ bankruptcy. I’ve still never gotten a straight answer on how, exactly I’m supposed to defend my own stuff from being sold.
Haze, BE CAREFUL! Also, I had to laugh to myself this weekend when I was at TVMan’s house and saw a jar of Hazel Nut Coffee Creamer and thought of you.
Noone, sending thoughts of healing towards your dad.
Shadow and swampy, hooray for mini-MMP fest!
Ooooh, there’s one thing I forgot: Good luck on the interview, snowbunny.
And, as others have said, Hank: :eek: :eek: :eek:
Pie - that sounds tricky. Hopefully the auctioneer can give you a straight answer. Do you have receipts for things that you’ve purchased? I would think that anything that would prove that you purchased an item would help you. Good luck!
Wow, SCL. Bad customer service from both perspectives in one evening. I can’t believe a company would think it was a good idea to call whenever. And it seems like mixing technical support with sales isn’t a winning strategy, either.
Glad you got home safely, doggio.
How can it be time to get up already? At least I actually - again - slept all the way through the night!!! It’s practically getting to be a habit again. Finally.
Don’t suppose it’s Firday yet?
GT
Haze already has all the advice she needs. I won’t add to it.
SCL, getting the runaround from supposedly helpful customer help people is damn annoying. Sorry that happened. And getting yelled at at work.
Morning, everyone. My upstairs neighbour is hammering something, it’s all snowy, and Mum will be dropping off the baby stuff at eleven. Also I think my cold is getting better. Thank goodness.
Time for tea and laundry.
Damned hamsters ate my first attempt to reply.
AFAIK, she did repay the money. My chief would have bitched loud and long if the grant funding he knew we got didn’t actually show up after a while. And I do have a shiny new helmet, boots, and gloves that fit…
Remember I said she had a lout of a husband? He wasn’t too hip on contributing to the family cash flow, both are the type to live beyond their means, and she was backed into a financial corner. I can believe her paying it back, in part if not altogether.
Since she disappeared in May, she and lazy hubby have split, she lost the hospital cop job and is now working at a poultry farm, and bankruptcy looms.
This is the third flameout I’ve seen in the last 4 months, and is the most spectacular. I wish her well, but I also want to see her take some lumps.
No-no ADHD. No, haven’t had him tested. This is a kid who used to do his homework in the bus and never had to break a sweat when it came to school (except once in 4th grade and that’s a long story). A kid who has gotten straight As by essentially doing nothing. So, now he’s in honors French and AP Euro etc and finding that doing nothing doesn’t work anymore. Tough lesson, but it’s one I didn’t learn until college (except for math which I wrote off as impossible to figure out–still is, IMO).
Hair cut and color today–MAJOR presentation in class online tonight (I’m the presenter). I know exactly where #1 son gets his laziness from–but am more disciplined about it… 
Oh, Cloud Maiden’s never done crack, but she hung out with a rough crowd in high school. Most of my friends (and even myself) were deeply disturbed individuals during our teenage years. 
It’s a wonder we turned out so decently.
Pie - I am always where you least expect me. :eek:
SO, prayers for your father.
Morning, all. It’s a bright, sunny day here; still windy, but at least our power didn’t go out.
Anyway, to join the chorus: Haze, :eek: :eek: Lots of good advice has been offered; please do take it.
Sorry about getting unloaded on, SCL. Hopefully the guy will be unloading on the idiot service provider today.
We’ll definitely want photos from the San Jose Dopefest!
I’m sorry to hear about your dad’s infection, SO. I hope they get it cleared up quickly.
That’s a shame about the embezzler, Bobbio. It sounds like that woman’s life is in a serious downward spiral. I hope she gets it together, after taking the lumps she so clearly deserves.
My personal rule about embezzlement? If it’s not going to be enough to set me up in style in Rio for the rest of my life, forget it. It seems a sensible rule of thumb to me. :dubious:
I’ve been catching up this morning; I was feeling just plain lousy after dinner last night, so I went to bed at 8:00, watched TV and read for a while, and went to sleep nice and early. So I actually woke up at a decent hour today. I should probably do this the rest of the week, since I have an early doctor’s appointment Friday; it’ll make getting up then easier.
Anyway, because I went to bed early, I do need to get back to work now. So ta ta for now, everybody!
Phooey. Missed the edit window to add:
Pie, good luck on keeping your own stuff separate! I hope it works out okay for you.
And Rigs, No. 1 son sounds exactly like Young Tiger. Snowbunny to some extent, too, although she didn’t drive me crazy to the extent her brother did. I’m pleased to say that a stint in the Air Force helped him do a complete 180; I personally found myself completely unable to do anything about it. Neither the stick nor the carrot worked. It took flaming out in college for him, too. Maybe your son is lucky to get it over with sooner, so by the time he gets to college he’ll have gotten himself together a little bit. I can offer no advice, but certainly lots of sympathy.
And now really back to work.
Morning Mumpers! It’s my day off, so I don’t have to go in untill 3. I need to go to the doctor to have my blood drawn for my physical tomorrow. Nelly is not an alpha dog. I put out her can of Alpo, and the cat started eating it:
Lucretia: NOM NOM NOM
Nelly: "Oh, OK, I’ll come back and eat later.
Maggie would have opened up a can of Whoop Ass on the cat for that.
I submitted this picture of Nelly to Stuff on My Mutt.com. I hope they put it up.
MamaTigs, don’t for get the plane ticket to a country with no extradition treaty, too.
So you’re some sort of Korean Inquisition? 
Glad she paid most of the money back, BBBobbio. If you ever turn evil, can I have a cut?
Holy frijoles. Work has been fairly insane this week. As much as I dislike it on a personal level, all this white weather is good for our business, so at least we’re kept good and busy. 
Hank - :eek: Drug addicts scare me a bit. They’re unpredictable and (hard) drugs make you do crazy things, especially when you’re desperate for a fix. This is not a good combination and I try and stay away from it. I hope these two druggies don’t do something stupid and that you two are fine. I’d also seriously have a talk with her about bringing strange druggies into your place. If she’s jonesing, buy 'em off the street corner like everyone else.
Special1 - ADHD isn’t the only thing that can explain that. I was a lot like that when I was a kid, too – did poorly after grade school, was disorganized, lazy, irresponsible, contradictory, mouthy, sometimes combative, and yet totally withdrawn when not confronted. For me it was an issue of exceptionally low self-esteem stemming from a whole bunch of issues in my youth, mostly family-related. Not to say that this is the issue Rigs is having, just that it’s an alternative possibility.
Snakes - This is why I hate calling technical support for stuff like that. Level 1 techs are all a bunch of script readers who may or may not know a damn thing about the service they’re providing technical support for. Mostly, all they do know is what their little script tells them to have the customer do. Unplug the modem. Repair the network connection in Windows. Reboot your computer. Check the cables. Reboot your modem again. Still doesn’t work? Hang on, let me escalate this with a ticket… what do you mean, “speak to level 2?” But … but no one may speak to the great and powerful Oz! :rolleyes: Howevermuch you tell them that you know what you’re talking about and their troubleshooting procedures won’t do a damn bit of good, they still have to make you run the maze. And you don’t even get a nice bit of cheese for your trouble.
I hate level 1. Just give me to someone who knows a thing or two about a thing or two with whom I can hold a decent technical conversation and go help the next poor schlub.
Shadow - Hey! That cover looks like levels I’m designing for an iPod Touch/iPhone game called iPhysics (a Crayon Physics clone).
Another “sounds just like mine” here from me, rigs! He was just a stubborn little butthead until he got out on his own. I literally made myself sick trying everything I could think of to get through. No worky. He still does things in his own way but at least he now sees that we weren’t just trying to bully him.
haze, please, please don’t even talk to these guys again. Just yell through the door that you are calling the police.
doggio, that is such a keeeee-ute picture!
shadow, jeepers! Hope you get all that straightened out.
Not much here other than it’s chilly this morning. Me no like.
Toodles
Tupug
Ha! I got to bust a little ignorance today, SD-style.
On another message board I used the phrase “rule of thumb.” Someone told me I ought not to use that phrase, as it was offensive. I couldn’t imagine why, but thought maybe he was thinking of the old wife beating myth associated with it. So I pointed him to the World Wide Words etymology, and then I pointed him to Cecil’s column debunking said myth.
Felt good, it did.