You know what I hate? People who water down the meaning of “Hallmark holiday” by applying it to every holiday they don’t like. Newsflash, moron: just because you don’t like what a holiday is celebrating doesn’t mean that it was invented to make money.
St. Valentine’s Day originated in the 6th century CE, and it’s been associted with romatic love for over half a millennium. Hallmark Cards has been around since 1910. The math as to which preceeded which will be left as an exercise to the reader.
Which isn’t to say I’m particularly fond of V-Day myself; let’s just not get ridiculous.
Yikes, good on them for catching it. I’d suggest that you reconsider the cash gift, though: personally, even being offered such would make me very uncomfortable. The flowers are a lovely touch, and some other gift might be easier for them to accept. Maybe a giftcard with an equivalent amount for a really good local restaurant?
Fucking grow up and stop making impulsive decisions. You probably would have come to the same decision after deliberate considerations, but you wouldn’t have been blindsided by the consequences - a ticked off family member, budget reshuffling, and needing to find someone to cover the days off. Now, you’re stressed out, and you don’t GET to be stressed out, because it affects your health.
I am so sick and tired of digital tv reception. One day perfectly fine, next day no change to antennas but it blacks out every 60 seconds for about 10-20 seconds. Usually always during some big reveal or joke punchline. Oh, the pictures great when it actually comes in but I’d rather have fuzzy analog as long as it was consistent. And why the hell does my dog or myself getting up and walking around change the reception, I’m short and she’s even shorter we shouldn’t be interfering with the antenna? I thought I’d finally figured it out, I daisy-chained two antennas together and it was working pretty good until the kittens decided they looked like fun toys and chewed on the ends so both antennas are shorter now.
I don’t want to pay for cable right now, why can’t I just have decent tv reception?
Well, that’s two hours of my life I won’t get back. Just met with a staffing agency that was supposedly an interview but was, in reality, sitting across a desk from a guy while he filled out a form. Look, I can give you my employment history back to 1996 on my own, ok? Plus, I’ve worked with you before (in 1999 and 2003) and you claimed you had to consolidate all three of my files which took twenty minutes (and why couldn’t you do that before I got there?) so why don’t you already have this information?
You’ve reviewed my resume, yes? Then why am I telling you what I do at my job so you can type it into your form?
Yep, I made four mistakes on my typing test. Why are you and I looking at it together to find the mistakes? Can I correct them? Can I take the test again? Well, then why are we staring at it trying to find my mistakes? Which you never found! I did!
You know, I shaved this morning, staffing agency guy. I would appreciate it if you would do the same. I got dressed up. Could you at least wear a tie?
I don’t know how to quantify my time. Do I spend 20% of my day answering phone calls? Sure, if you say so. Why are you staring at me from across your desk saying, “Well, we’re only up to 60%. Can you think of anything else you do?”
Fix your keyboard before you call me in to your office. Your batteries are running low, dippity do. Oh, you think maybe you should try new batteries? Sounds like a good idea. Go get some batteries. I’ll wait.
So now you have to go talk to one of your account managers to see if you have anything available? Wait wait wait… Excellent, you have NOTHING available for me. Excellent! Well, a pleasure meeting you.
@Wile E: Get a new antenna? Mine cost less than $10 (I don’t really watch TV, so I just wanted something as basic as possible for if a friend was over) and it works great.
Goddammit asshole, why don’t you just fax me or mail me a copy of the form instead of making me beg for the two tiny bits of information that I don’t have. Oh, you gave me the monetary amounts? Great, that’s 50% of what my tax forms need. The other two tiny bits of information (address and tax ID number) are the other 50%. I currently lack the ID number. I can’t file my taxes for this year without that one bit of information. Not that they’d be processed until next week anyway, but I’d like to not be at the very end of the queue.
The only thing that makes this frustration worthwhile is the knowledge that his current mode of life is going to collapse around his ears in the next five to ten years in a spectacular way. Ah, the schadenfreude I will feel then.
Carol, that is a spectacularly bad employment agency. I know they like us to jump through their hoops and take stupid tests (always the same ones, over and over and over) to meet their criteria, but I’ve rarely had ones that wasted my time in those particular ways.
To be completely honest, nothing new has happened. At least not that I’ve noticed It was a quiet week all around.
Glad you got a new computer! And, you know, have the modern convenience of running water.
:eek: You have to be kidding me. You guys should get a refund and go with someone else. Then again…that would mean you had to get involved…which would be terrible in itself…
I thought I had pink eye, so I didn’t go anywhere today except to the doctor. Who helpfully tells me that no, I do not have pink eye and that I should see my optometrist (sayonara $15 copay!). I think I have a frickin corneal abrasion. That I probably gave myself in my sleep. Moron.
Maybe I didn’t know that 12 years of non-hormone replaced post-menopausal abstinence would make me shrivel and atrophy back to prepubescent (Nay! Toddler!) dimensions, but you should have thought of that before you drug out that post-hole digger-sized speculum that you usually use on the 20-something prostitute gorillas and jacked me open far enough to insert a bowling ball. Holy Christ! Thanks to you I’ve been sufficiently traumatized that I will absolutely never, and I do mean NEVER crawl back into the stirrups while conscious again. Hope I never get a lady-cancer. Thanks a bunch! Asshole.
I am so glad to hear you say that. (Stay with me.) It’s been getting harder to keep my chin up (passed over cuz over qualified then passed over cuz not qualified enough, etc.) and this morning left me feeling defeated. I’m glad to know that it’s not me.
Went out and drove for a few hours. Came back home to a voicemail about a resume I submitted yesterday. So, let’s fire up the engines again, Carol!
Forgot to add re: those tests… I missed questions like cutting and pasting text. You know why? Because I use right click to cut and paste and the only acceptable answer is to go to the Edit menu… cut… Edit menu… paaaaaaaste. Use a keyboard short cut? Wrong! Use an icon? Wrong!
This is truly mini, but dammit, when I go to your website for a non-critical question, is it too much to ask that you have an email address so I can just fire off my question, instead of all 1-800 numbers? I know damned well that all your 1-800 numbers will go to an office in Ontario, which is two hours ahead of me, so I have to make special efforts to call tomorrow (or actually Friday, because I’ll be at work during your office hours for the next three days) instead of already having the email sent and the matter taken care of. Jerks.
ETA: And upon more digging on the site, I did find a way to contact them by email! It was just my foolish expectation that it would be on the CONTACT US page. What was I thinking?
It was a quiet week all around.