I’ve had a bad week. Depression, anxiety, physical ailments have caused a serious dearth of sleep. TGIS, I can nap!
I start to doze - the neighbor starts shoveling her driveway, which is about 10’ from my head. She stops. Doze…wind rattles the windows, startles the cats causing a tussle on top of me. Doze…neighbor kid knocks on my door, selling cookies.
Three strikes and I’m out. Dammit.
How exactly does a fulmination fester?
The festering part is not the KaBOOM! It’s the sizzling and spitting that leads to the KaBOOM!
-DF
Other adjectives considered: febrile, futile, furious. I just thought that festering had a nice ring to it.
Bolding mine.
Since my recent “early retirement” I’ve occasionally checked Craigslist for part-time jobs in my field. I’ve seen two listings that I would be a perfect fit for, but both of them are full time. I don’t want or need to work full time, but something part-time would get me out of the house and keep my skills up to date. And the only part-time job listings are for jobs I won’t do, like file clerk.
Yes, I know this is the mini-est of rants, and that I’m very fortunate to be in the position I’m in.
Earplugs changed my life. I sleep like crap as a rule, they let me sleep deeper and easier.
I like this month’s title. Much more eloquent than the last one.
Can you hear an alarm when you wear earplugs? I’m considering using them, but don’t want to miss hearing my alarm scream at me.
Yes, you can hear close up loud things well enough. I’d test it out beforehand to see if the tone/volume of your alarm comes through.
ETA - The Macks brand at WalMart works nicely and they’re soft enough not to cause ear discomfort.
Friend of mine was in a car crash (small car got t-boned by a 4WD), the person with the worst wounds was his brother, who’d been asleep in the back seat: broken arm, concussion, coma. Michel knew his brother would be fine when he heard “hey Michel, when is it?” “Thursday, 8ish” “shit man, put the basket on!”
He called home saying “he’s awake, he’s ok, he’s got the same fucked up priorities as usual. He’ll be fine.”
> “Thursday, 8ish” “shit man, put the basket on!”
What’s the significance of this? Laundry basket?
I tried earplugs. Once. My mother called, I didn’t pick up. She tried a few more times. No answer. She drove over, knocked, no answer. Positive I was dead, she came in, ran into my room, and yelled my name while grabbing my leg.
After I peeled myself off the ceiling…
Plus, they wouldn’t help with the cats staging a battle across me.
I’ve been asked for change by cashiers when I hand over a bill many times in the past. “Do you have anything smaller” is another common refrain for the same reason. I’m guessing that if they get a run of people with bills, they run out of change and they’re euchred. Think of the times where you’ve received 8 dimes in return, or a stack of nickels instead of a few quarters.
My local convenience store has a permanent hand written sign on the register saying basically “change needed.” I would imagine that these people are appreciative of the favour if I dig through my pockets to find some change instead of just forking over a twenty.
Dearest sister, you know I love you dearly, but kindly STFU about how your bills have gone up and you didn’t get a raise in your SS benefit. I know how much you have coming in, and trips to Europe and Hawaii aren’t cheap. :mad:
Thanks! Now I have to steel myself for a trip to SquallMart … 
How in the world can she afford that on SS?
-ball
I’m not seeing that attitude in Kimballkid’s post. What I see is “You took a job that involves doing X, but you complain about actually having to do X”. Part of being a cashier is receiving change from customers. Complaining about it is odd in the same way it would be odd for a podiatrist to complain about having to look at feet.
That is not her only income by any means. I think her SS is only about $300 a month, hence my rant.
Less of a rant and more of a WTF, but here goes.
History: I’ve been an Amazon customer for almost 10 years and I don’t remember ever having a package shipped to the wrong address.
Current: I ordered a dishwasher and about a half dozen other items. All from Amazon, no third party vendors involved. The small stuff arrived late last week via UPS. I received a notice on my phone this morning (Tuesday) that the dishwasher had been delivered. News to me, I’m working from home today and haven’t heard a thing. But I check out front and with the neighbor just to be sure. Nada. Log onto Amazon and pull up UPS tracking details. Left on front porch with no signature required. In Essex Junction, VT. I live in Arkansas. 
Time to call Amazon support. Quickly get through to a support rep who confirms that yep, they sent it to VT. She creates a new order for me with hopefully the correct address and apologizes for the error. All is good and I’ll be looking for my delivery sometime next week.
So if you’re in Essex Junction VT and a dishwasher has mysteriously appeared on your porch, you’re welcome. It’s gotten excellent reviews and ratings.
You’d think after all the years of going to various doctors’ offices, I’d be used to this, but I’m not. Dammit.
My appointment was for 9:30. I arrived early as requested to fill out paperwork. I was finally escorted to the exam room just before 10. I sat till 10:40 before the doctor showed up. I had told my boss I’d be back at work by 11. HAH!
Yanno, it should be a common courtesy to call patients if the doctor is running way behind. Fifteen minutes isn’t that huge a deal. Heck, anymore, 30 minutes isn’t a biggie. But for someone who earns barely 3/4 of an hour of sick leave per week, wasting a full hour of that is a pretty big deal, not to mention having to be away from the office that long.
If I thought I could get it, I’d demand an hour’s pay be applied to my bill. Oh yeah, that’ll happen. But if I miss my appointment, you know they’ll penalize me. I guess they don’t teach common courtesy and time management in med school.
I’m not unreasonable - when my OB/GYN was running late because a baby decided to show up during his office hours, I understood. Heck, my kid showed up mid-afternoon. But this was an orthopedist who was on office hours all day - no surgeries before coming to the practice, so, to my mind, no excuse. So I’ve got a sore shoulder and a bad attitude, and it’s all her fault! 
Sore shoulder? What were you DOING while you waited?
:eek: