You must post kitty pics.
My Maine Coon mews like a baby when upset. It’s so cute I’m almost tempted to upset her on purpose. She also does the standard Maine Coon pert chirp thing.
I need to smack myself for taking my time to confirm a facebook friend request. Granted the person was a pain in the rear and I disliked her quite a bit in high school. But I’m trying not to be petty. Still it is rather fun stringing her along. I think I’ll wait a week and then say yes.
Cracks up irl.
Our new cat only talks to me. He follows me around and tells me that conditions are totally unacceptable, but when Bill is up and about, the only noise is loud purrs. Once I leave the room, kitty is at my feet and complaining about everything.
Today I went to the grocery store and when I wasn’t happy with the produce, I got back into the truck and drove to another store without thinking about it. I’m getting used to driving in Houston. I’m going to kill people and/or myself when I go home. Help me, god!
I just had the most bizarre and horrible job interview of my life. The interviewer/boss was so obnoxious, so narcissistic and so talkative that I don’t think I got three sentences in the entire 3.5 hours. He swore openly, called other people bastards and pricks, and left me scared and confused.
Actual conversation:
‘‘Do you get migraines?’’
‘‘Um, no.’’
‘‘I’ll give you migraines.’’
So I can’t get a signal with my simple phone I’ve been happy with for 7 years. About the last thing on my list of possbilities, after an unannounced change in coverage, bureaucratic screwup at Virgin Mobile, and forced obsolescence of older models, is that my antenna might be broken.
But the guy on the phone said that I might have to buy a new phone because my antenna might be broken. Because “each phone has an expiration”.
Part of me says that he just misspoke and he really mean expected lifetime of use. But I’m afraid that he was being a little too honest and they really do stop supporting them unexpectedly after 7 years!
“You’re really not looking to hire someone, are you.”
Dear Whiny-Ass Drama-Laden Ex-Friend.
Shut.
The.
Fuck.
Up.
You don’t get to say the things to me or about me that you said, and get a fucking pass on it. You don’t get to accuse me of horrible things, of being a terrible, no-good, very-bad person, and then today admit publicly that I was right, and then get to be all high-minded and holier-than-thou.
Fuck.
You.
I hope this latest incident reveals once and for all that you are a severely dysfunctional, history-rewriting, drama-stirring, soul-sucking vampire who creates chaos in all your personal relationships and then can’t figure out why.
Get.
Bent.
Love and kisses, Kolga
No doubt in my mind. They can get awfully single-minded with those tiny little walnut-brains.
The major highway going from Calgary to the mountain resorts has a sign on it in one place that says - “Watch for pedestrians on highway.” At interstate speeds, how about THEY watch out for traffic? Anyone trying to stop for someone loitering on the highway is likely to cause a traffic pile-up and multiple deaths.
I think the proper response to this is, “No, you won’t,” and walk out.
Sorry you had such a bad one. 
That reminds me of the asshole who called me in for an interview in 90 degree August heat. Seven bucks in round trip travel fees, two pairs of itchy nylons and five applications of lipstick later he told me he they’d already hired but were just looking to see what was out there.
Some people should not be let out of their cages. You probably ducked a bullet by finding one of them.
His name wasn’t Kevin, was it?
Well, even if I never worked with him, he’s still a psycho. Hope you somehow warned everyone else that applied…
That would depend on whether the density stays constant…
ducks
olives, that was not a job interview, it was a warning. Congratulations on avoiding a Boss From Hell.
One of the interstate loop on-ramps from downtown (near where Saunterer was doin’ his thing) has a sign telling people there are no pedestrians, skateboards, or bicycles allowed on the interstate. It’s there for a reason. The bridge near that ramp is notorious for the amount of deaths. One of my bosses was four cars behind the one that hit someone running across that bridge last year.
There’s a pedestrian walkway over the interstate, but it has a checkered history. It goes to one of our fine ghetto fabulous drug-infested apartment complexes and people were getting mugged in the walkway. So the city shut it down. Then that guy got hit last year. So the city reopened it. But no one trusts that they still won’t get mugged, so they still run across the interstate. :rolleyes::smack:
Hilarious! My cat puts scrunchies in the food dish too. Why do they do that?
Not Kevin. I wish I could warn people. But I think the interview would be warning enough.
‘‘I really want to get Naomi Campbell to support our cause. Why Naomi Campbell?’’
‘‘Um…’’
‘’‘Because she’s smokin’ hot, am I right? Seriously, though…‘’
Smartass! We were assuming constant density. 
“I’ll give 'em back.”
Hey, I was actually feeling pretty proud of myself for being able to translate “not if the ten objects are toys and you’ve just made the room bigger” into “constant density”. Either I’m spending too much time with The Nephews or it’s been too long since the last time I did a Physics problem.
I had a weird interview (but not in the same league with yours… seriously, post as much as you can remember of it!).
After a week of cogitating, I met with one of the Interviewer’s fellow VPs, and told her about the interview, word-for-word. She met with the CEO about it, though I never heard about the outcome.
There was nothing creepy about the interview, just strange “non-sequiter job responsibilities”* that would’ve made it a different job than what they’d posted, or what I’d applied for.
*honestly, dude, you’re interviewing an Art Director… why would you go on a long diatribe about how none of your branch managers listen to you, and how said Art Director would be “your go-to guy” for keeping them in line?
I haz a sad that you didn’t take the job and perk up the workplace rants thread, now that Shredder Guy is riding towards the sunset and the Tale of the Rat King seems to be tapering to a close …
… and also that you don’t have a discretely and easily accessible “record” function on your cell phone. That shit sounds like gold!
Its obviously the former! (If you’re converting to toys… )
I’m super cranky, lots of little things piling upon each other. I know I am going to blow my top at some point today, it’s just a matter of what will set me off. I hate feeling like this, I’ve tried to calm myself down, just as I feel relaxed something irks the crap out of me.