Some videos allow you to speed up playback. Not all allow this, which is an annoyance. Check the settings on the video.
Then there are companies that make and post a sucky 5 minute YouTube video detailing a procedure you could read about in 10 seconds - except they have decided that bad YouTube videos are an acceptable substitute for any written instructions or text-based help files whatsoever.
Being Me.
Your dogs love you.
please don’t mind
ETA - originally a three word post! I cracked the 5-word minimum thing with my wormhole comp skillz! 
People that do not leave clear voicemails. My work vm states you must leave your name, case number or social security number, daytime phone where you can be reached, and the question or concern you have.
Yesterday I had two “This is Joe (mumblemumble), calling about my case, call me back” type calls. Thanks, Joe. I only have 20 Joes on my caseload, I’m not playing detective to figure out which one.
And when we do speak, maybe move out of the wind tunnel / cave of many children screaming / while in the drive-thru / doctor’s office / bathroom. Or, at least, when I suggest calling you back at a better time, agree to it. Having to repeat everything because you cannot hear me is not productive.
Not so sure. They just want to be fed.
ooo-whoh-ooo dogs, just wanna be fe-ed…
They moved it. I noticed this on my laptop yesterday. It used to be up and to the right, away from the video play area. Now, if you look at the bottom of the area where the video plays, you’ll see it in line with a few other options. Widescreen on, that stuff. It’s furthest to the left.
Bastards. I got it now. Thanks.
I knew a guy who would PM me something specific in order to hook me (i. e, “How’s life with the new baby?”) and when I responded would immediately start talking about himself, at length. I learned quickly that he didn’t actually care about the thing he asked as an opener.
For the holidays, Coke has apparently switched back to the Original Taste (according to the can) and it sucks. As Sr. Weasel said, “Did they learn nothing from the 90s?”
But the bulk of my rage is currently directed at conspiracy theory idiots who are flouting safety protocols, refusing to vaccinate and undermining the very fabric of our democracy. With those guys, I can go zero to ten in a matter of seconds.
Yes… a thousand times this. I call my aging parents daily and attempt to talk to them. It doesn’t matter how important or significant my information is, it’s interrupted by a long-winded story about something tangential from the past. I’ve finally gotten used to it.
Dad: “What’s happening with you?”
Me: "The entire neighborhood is surrounded by SWAT teams using automatic weapons to battle MS-13 in the house next door – the explosions are getting closer to the house and there are helicopters circling…
Dad: “I rode in a helicopter once. It was in '56 and the pilot ate potato chips with his mouth open… Potato chips back then came in paper bags instead of those noisy ones and we ate them at the Dairy Queen with Stinky Roger. Did I ever tell you about Roger? He had the worst BO of any guy on our street. Stinky Roger, we called him and…”
You get my drift. Sometimes I’d swear I’m in a Simpson’s episode.
You probably know this, but that’s a classic sign of dementia. You can’t process the conversation, so you go with a script you know… It can be quite tedious and sad, but it won’t change. And the script may not adhere to reality at all.
Yeah, I remember how tough it was talking to my Dad. I would get so mad at him! He was 92 when he passed away a few years ago. Take what you can get. He changed your diapers! (Or most likely, Mom did. But you get my drift!)
This, probably even above tailgaters. Yes, jackass, you know your name and how it is spelled and your phone number really, really well. I don’t. So speak slowly and clearly. Spell your name, especially if it is more complicated than “Smith.” Repeat your phone number at the end of the message. Please.
That’s clever! Did you catch anyone watching porn?
I agree—it is quite infuriating when someone posts something like that. It’s clearly just an insult, as otherwise they’d at least try to explain where the person is being irrational.
Plus, when you do give the explanation, you often find the statement redundant and unnecessarily confrontational. I mean, imagine telling someone that a pet peeve is irrational—totally a valuable comment.
To add on to the above: when Discourse is so stupid that it thinks I want to quote my own post when I add the quote.
I don’t get software designers making things more complicated than they need to be. One small thing isn’t blood-boiling, but the stuff can add up in a moment when you’re already frustrated.
Yes, jackass, you know your name and how it is spelled and your phone number really, really well. I don’t. So speak slowly and clearly.
You know what’s worse than someone leaving long, barely intelligible voice messages? Someone using long, barely intelligible voice messages as a method of doing business in the 21st century.
We had a major snafu because a client thought they’d clearly communicated crucial information via phone. It devolved into a He Said She Said, because there was no paper trail, nothing written down. A quick email or even a text and we would’ve salvaged our relationship with this big (and lucrative…sigh) client.
Look, “Call Me Kev”, I know you’re from the old school of sales and feel like a phone call is more personable… and you can schmooze people better that way. But next time you have a crisis project, communicate with your (next) designers in writing.