The really dumb thing? It was my SNAP (food stamp) card - not really prone to a lot of fraud of that sort! But the guy behind me had his cart so far up my ass that I couldn’t even reach the card reader to swipe it and input the PIN! Schmuck. (And I raised my voice - not a yell, more of a “carrying,” deeper pitch - because he was older, and I thought perhaps hard of hearing. I had already tried turning the card reader toward myself, so that I could try to do things without making Mr. Clueless back up, but the cashier turned it back to parallel with the counter - apparently, it had a bad connection, and wouldn’t read if turned.)
What kind of panel you having trouble with?
The hidden panel behind the full-length portrait of Monet (concealing the secret vault full of art from the Gardner museum)?
The panels on the space shuttle? (Uh, oh, need answer fast?)
Your elderly grandma’s local ObamaCare Death Panel™?
Or the panel composed of Tom Poston, Peggy Cass, Orson Bean, and Kitty Carlisle?
The side panel of my HP Pavilion HPE. Finally managed to get the bottom on and about half the top but now the screw won’t go in.
This heat can fuck the fuck off. Humans should not melt when going outdoors.
Last coupla days have been high of around an even hundred or maybe 101, with lows in the high 70s. Multiple people have commented on how it’s been a bit cooler lately. :dubious: The sadder part is, I agree. :eek:
Seriously, get me the fuck out of Texas.
Nope, don’t have a dog. Want one, gonna get one eventually (most likely adopting a pit or pit mix, but if I have enough spare cash to kick around HA!! I’d love to adopt a greyhound) but the gravity enforcer in question belongs to a guy I’ve been seeing.
He’s great. 
Explains why I haven’t mentioned him - nothing to bitch about, and I’ve been too busy in a good way to spend much time here.
By the way, I love how many of us look like we have abusive spouses, when in fact, we have clumsy/skittish/dumb pets.
I do this, too, if my mouth is clean in a natural way i.e. I haven’t just been chowing down on Twinkies or something. Seems to work, and I have to figure our mouths have evolved to contain some antiseptics in our saliva.
ETA fuck me, my ribs HURT. There’s not even a bruise or anything cool to see, but errrrrgh. I’ve eaten mas much Advil in the last couple of days than I do in an average year.
Dang about the rib pain PHS. Even if they were broken, nothing could be done and you would have to just suffer through it.
I love Pits, they are smooshy love bugs. We adopted greyhounds because they come pre-trained to an inch of their lives. They were $75 each and vet cleared. Except for Westley being afraid of cats, we’ve had no problems with them at all.
I’m glad that its all going well with your new guy…except for the gravity enforcer.
I hate my rental car. Its new and nice and stuff, but I really want MY car back. I was supposed to get it back on Friday, but the paint didn’t blend well and they are repainting it on Monday.
It was an accident, I know that the kid who hit me didn’t mean to do it and nobody was hurt. Shit happens. I’m still all annoyed about it.
PS LM, I have been known to shove carts back when someone tries to invade my space with one. Shoving happens after I’ve gently pushed it back a couple of times. Bumping me with a cart isn’t going to make the cashier work faster and will only piss me off.
The AC in my car (that I just spent $2300 repairing) went out today. It’s 91 right now and the rest of the week is going to be nearly as hot. Just as hot and also rainy, which means I will not be able to roll the windows down. Just… kill me now so I can die in a more dignified way than dissolving into a puddle of sweat and tears.
Fuck you, Time Warner Cable. You claim there’s no network problem in this area, yet my neighbors are reporting sluggish service and surrounding zip codes are reporting slow or no service. A technician can’t come out here until Wednesday. Seriously, fuck you guys and your fucking monopoly on high-speed internet in this area.
Here’s what Cecil has to day on that theory.
So… It won’t be so bad… until it suddenly kills me.
Ok. Works for me.
How the fuck can a 10 year old central air conditioner fall into complete non-existance? Did it piss of Stalin and get erased from history.
I have a spec sheet with a model number. I can also read the model number off the back of the unit. they match. But the internet, including Amana’s own fucking parts site says it just doesn’t exist, “Model number not found” So now I either have to start taking it apart in the dark of the night, or wait till I get home tomorrow after work to try to figure out what the hell spec of capacitor it uses. Instead of being able to stop on the way home before the local parts store closes with a number.
Of course since the model doesn’t exist it probably has a capacitor that uses virgin capybara blood, which will take millions of years to find even after I finally get to try to order it on Tuesday.
I loathe hot weather!!!
Seriously? I’ve broken yet another charger cable by knocking my tablet off the side table with it plugged in? That’s the 3rd this year dammit.
Last year after having a coronary artery stented, my doctor started me on several anticoagulants. At my one year follow up he stopped one of the drugs.
I asked why stop; I’ve gotten used to random bruising and cuts that bleed forever. His reply; stroke. The same medication that made my heart happy also increased chances of stroke. Just playing the odds.
Flatlined, have you ever gotten video of your cat getting itself locked in the trash bin?
For anyone who wonders, not all greyhounds come that trained. Did you get yours from a prison greyhound system? Those are pretty awesome. One of mine came fresh from the track with a brief stop to get spayed (she was healing when I got her), the other one had been fostered in a home for a few weeks, but still hadn’t learned much. Even so, greyhounds are so mellow that they barely need any training.
Speaking of pet-induced injuries here are some that my 80-pound male (because he’s Rowdy Bob) have given to me:
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He’s a tiger in a dog suit with a play style to match. When I reach for the leash he loses his shit and starts clawing at me. I have a few scars on my legs from that happening in the summer when I’m wearing shorts.
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Once early on he got a wild idea to greet me by rearing up and poking me in the left eye with his nose. It happened so fast that I didn’t blink in time and got to see the world through dog snot for about five minutes. Fortunately he’s never done that since.
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Many near concussions from bending down to love on him and him throwing his rock head up into mine. It explains the above: there’s not much room for more than one or two brain cells because it’s all rock in there. He compensates for it with extreme cuteness and being soft and velvety as a plush teddy bear, so I forgive him every time.
Another cool thing you can do with a retired racing Greyhound is blood donation. Our ER/Specialty Center has a bunch of Greyhounds we use as donors, since they come from a constantly-vetted and well taken care of background, they make great donors. Plus, personality-wise, they’re patient for the duration of the donation time and don’t have to be sedated for the process. Plus, plus, they have thin skin and huge veins, they’re really easy sticks for the tech!
How is it that I have to tell someone how to do her own job when she has worked here 5 years and I’ve been here a few weeks- in a different department??? I’m not just saying this- I literally showed her the screens to use and boxes to check in a system I never used before this month.
I’m tired as hell of people making excuses for people in certain roles because “we hire them right off the street without a degree or experience.” Stop making excuses for mediocrity and accepting it, nay, expecting it, from them. You can hire very qualified people at that salary point, it just takes longer to find them.
Ugh. Also, this has been bugging me. When you wear progressive lenses, but can’t read your phone - your prescription is wrong. Please get new glasses and quit blaming your lenses, because I’m reading the same screen you are, with my own (cheap-ass) progressive lenses - with no problem at all!
Dear United Airlines: you send me an email letting me know I can check in early and print my boarding pass, 12 hours before my flight! I click on the link:
“Mobile Customers Only”
Soooooo . . . i get my iPhone, and click on the link to check in and, because I imagine it is a international flight; an error message appears that I must show proof of ID before checking in.
You KNEW I was on an international flight----so why waste 5 minutes of my fucking time offering to check me in early when you knew it could not be done in the first place??? You are a multi-billion dollar company----FIX THE INCOMPETENCE.
WHAT IS IT with wait staff and bartenders that cannot remember requests for:
—water
—soup BEFORE the main course?
I especially love the 95% of the dummies who now work in restaurants and bars who NEVER write down the order, and fuck it up.
Geeeee, Im sorry my FREE water isn’t going to increase your tip, even though Im drinking one per three drinks, and is it too much to ask that my hot soup not be brought out with my hot main course because you forgot to write it the fuck down? NO MATTER YOU WORK AT A RESTAURANT YOU FUCKING GED IDIOT!!!