Here come rants, blah-blah (December mini-rants)

Once again, FedYecchs can’t be bothered to do their job. The nice lady in the leasing office reported seeing several of their vans over the day, I saw one zip right by my door without even slowing down (she wasn’t even slowing down for speed bumps, which is hazardous to pets, kids, and distracted adult pedestrians). My package was allegedly out for delivery today but is now tracking as at their facility. Not even an attempt made to deliver today, and FedYecchs was on the property several times. It’s to where I cringe when a shipper provides me one of their tracking numbers, because it’s maybe 50/50 that I’ll actually get a package from them in a timely manner delivered to the correct door.

Any other delivery service I use has a MUCH better track record, even WalMart (once they stopped using that guy who thought unit 152 was actually unit 251. Multiple trips up some steep stairs to retrieve heavy objects, when I have back and hip issues, got old fast).

You get anesthesia for the butt cam. Hell, you get to be knocked out completely. I’ll take that over the wide awake, pain filled booby squishing any day.

Christmas presents are supposed to come down the chimney, not go up it.

Our weather is surprisingly pleasant, right now; a chinook blew through, and it looks like it will continue through Christmas. Thus, I have my schedule planned out:

Saturday: Beer 'n Bullshit with the Boys at a local sports bar.
Sunday: Horse racing at the local race book.
Monday: Last minute things from the supermarket (e.g. veggies for Christmas dinner).
Tuesday: Horse racing at the local race book; greetings and tips to staff there.
Wednesday: Christmas, a drive to Waterton Lakes National Park.
Thursday: Horse racing at the local race book again.

Hey, I like racing.

And yes, I’ve got plenty of tomato juice and vodka. :wink:

“Jingle Bell Rock” and “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” are only slightly better than the modern crap, but they’re still played every ten minutes in lots of stores and I can definitely do without that. But there are hundreds of Christmas carols which are never heard nowadays outside of churches (and maybe Hobby Lobby) which haven’t been so overexposed and are, musically, vastly superior to the Tin Pan Alley (and its modern equivalent) stuff.

Mind you, I’ve lived my whole life in Northern Virginia, one of the bluest areas in the country, so maybe the religious songs still get played in red states; I don’t know.

It works fine !
The images of the cheques on the receipt is crap (unreadable) though IME !

FedEx has utterly gone off the rails this year. My store* contracts with them for 99% of our shipping, and it has been just the worst this year. What used to be a pretty hectic but mostly predictable time of shipments in, shipments out has become a giant ??? as to whether we’re getting anything on a given day, or lately if they’re even going to come at all and pick up outgoing packages. Our main driver is a good, conscientious guy but he’s swamped and they keep handing bits of his route to other people driving budget trucks. We close at 6pm so if they’re running late and don’t call, those packages sit for a day.

Personally for home delivery I’ve now had 3 packages that, on tracking, have gone back and forth to Augusta about five times, and one has been sitting on a dock there, apparently, with no movement at all. I finally did get one of them after a week of “Out For Delivery”.

I’m in the southeast and our stuff comes from wherever, to Kennesaw Ga, to Augusta, and then to Aiken. My district manager told me yesterday that the Winter Park FL store had an Express to go out, SAW the truck zip by, and later saw a note on the tracking that the package was “not ready to ship”.

Is FedEx franchised now? SOMEthing has changed, at least in our area. They used to be great for us, both for the store and home. (Well, except for dropping 40lb boxes at the inside of the opening end of the not-climbable automatic gate … :roll_eyes: ) This year it’s a total shitshow.

*My store is the one I manage, one of 30+ in the company. I have no real say in the matter.

Delivery problems could be worse. I had a UPS package make it all the way from California to the depot in Ottawa, then take some time to get to my door via two stops in Australia, and stops in South Korea and Alaska.

I was looking at some other sections of the board when an ad popped up on top that shocked me. I don’t think it was ‘my’ cookies that gen’d it. Anyway, I hope to hell not.

As I quickly scanned different Board sections, I saw an ad that read,

“Nipple Areola Tracking” ( WTF !? )

Now, I’m not going to lie: I “Noped” out of that screen faster than Mario Andredi… so I can’t be 100% sure. I hope I read it wrong.

If I read it right, is This how M-Effer scumbag Rumpists intend to control and track women? Forced breast piercing trackers…?

What’s next? Are they going to herd you like cattle?

I broke a tooth off my partial plate last night. Now I get spend money on that. No more costly things are allowed to happen this year, dammit.

Hey, men have nipples too!

Anyway, I did spend several minutes trying to research the topic, but coild only find scientific papers on correct nipple placement following plastic surgery ( example, safe for work ) so while the meaning you got from that ad is insane enough to be true of the trump administration, I think (and hope) you were mistaken.

In our conversations of the years, it turns out that you and I have surprisingly much in common, but this is an example of where we’re complete opposites. I’m a cocooning homebody. I consider it a nuisance to have to leave the house for any reason, and feel that having to run errands is a plague on mankind imposed to atone for the Original Sin of Adam and Eve, who discovered upon being expelled from the Garden of Eden that their first unwelcome task was to go grocery shopping.

As for horse racing, it’s nice to have a hobby, but my skills in that area are limited to knowing what a horse looks like, and being able to identify one when I see one. If taken to a farm and asked to tell which is the horse and which is the cow, I can compete with the best four-year-old in the identification of farm animals. Beyond that I know nothing.

Ohio is as I’ve noted in the gas price thread is one of those states which undergoes extreme price cycling, with swings of 20+ cents every week or two.

[Gasbuddy state/national charts]

[Link to my post on which states tend to cycle like this, and which ones don’t]

If you come to rely on a particularly bargain basement station or chain, the upswing for you can be MUCH greater than the average swing, because pretty much every station follows the puppeteer chain which initiated said upswing, which in Ohio is Speedway, meaning the local or state average can minimize the actual swing for the first few days as pretty much everyone follows the leader there, but the reports lag the actual increases. After a few days tho many stations will have initiated drops, so the reported average will typically fall far short of the original target value. For you this means if you didn’t follow the trendlines that you may be filling up at the actual peak, and not at the reported average much less the valley. Over the course of a year this can massively add up.

Even today a zoom into the map of the Cleveland area will show many stations as still being below $3.00, when if I actually drive past and check the marquees they’ll almost assuredly show a price much closer to the current average if not the peak (see below).

In my case I have a membership with the regional Meijer grocery chain, whose stores often have a gas station out front. I’ve learned to game their points system along with the cycling dips, in the form of gift card bonuses, and use them for every fillup to the tune of a dollar off per gallon. Because of how their points redemption works, however, this tends to discriminate against vehicles with low tank capacities, as they will redeem a flat points amount (for $1.00 off that is 10,000 points), and not a set amount of points per gallon. My little Civic SI only holds 12.5 gallons, making my break-even point 10 gallons, a mere 2.5 gallon buffer (I could instead go inside and use the 10K for $10 off my grocery bill). This of course would make for an even better deal for large vehicles like SUVs or pickups which might have 20+ gallon tanks.

I am leaving for NJ on Monday to visit family for the holidays. Turns out there is a Meijer in Youngstown, 5 miles from the Penn. border, so I was planning to fill up both going and coming back (I can get across the entire state on about 80% of a tank), which also gives me an extra points bonus if I get 3 fillups in a month. For Thanksgiving this is exactly what I did.

Ohio had cycled back up early last week, to a 3.19 max/3.05 actual average (Tue 10th); I had anticipated such and had filled up several days before. Since Ohio usually cycles on a biweekly basis, and often on those Tuesdays, I figured I could make Youngstown before noon (which is when the Speedways usually send out their siren call to everyone else to mindlessly follow their pied piper tune), fill up, and either fill up again coming back (if there was no upcycle next week), or wait several days and fill up at one of the usual local franchisees that I visit.

[Alas Speedway had cycled on the 26th of November, meaning by the time I got to Youngstown on the 27th, the day before Thanksgiving, I was forced to fill up at the peak…]

Imagine my shock on Wednesday around noon to see a Speedway, and one of their Shell marionettes across the street, with 3.29’s on their marquee. I quickly checked Gasbuddy, and yep all of the local Speedways were now @ 3.29. The nearest Meijer was 7 miles away, opposite direction from my home, but I decided to burn half a gallon and see if they were still at their old ($2.99 price). They were, but I use premium ($3.99 for this location), but the Youngstown one has just a 90 cent spread, so I quickly figured I was still better off waiting, and counting on a downturn for the return leg on the 26th/27th of December.

Checks of other states and the national average showed a large majority were having their prices go up, but national wholesale gas has been flat with moderate +/- 10 cent swings over the past month, and in fact had gone down 8 cents this week before Wednesday had even rolled around. I checked both inventories as well as refinery usage, and could spy no significant trends or cold-induced outages indicating such an increase; check out neighboring Penn.'s average (a state which does NOT cycle at all), and they are DOWN 2 cents this week.

Which means, tl;dr, that most of us are enduring a fairly significant amount of price gouging by these greedy bastards as we may be planning our holiday trips to visit our loved ones. Fuckers. When I noticed their malfeasance last year, I had already resolved to never spend a single cent in any Speedway forevermore; in Florida my previous residence it was Gate Petroleum, but I had noticed during my trips there this past year and half after my move that the other chains had finally learned to ignore them, to my grim amusement. I’ll probably come out even from where the prices would have been if they hadn’t cycled this week, but it’s the principle of the thing. For those who don’t pay attention to this stuff however they are liable to pay through the nose.

I found such pliers by the roadside not far from my house some years ago.

Maybe Johnny Applepliers distributes them in random locations.

I adore your comment and will now bring this out when I have to venture to the bread and lunch meat vendors.

I am part introvert/part extrovert which appears to be dependent upon my situation in mental and physical space.

But I absolutely HATE to shop. Grocery shopping in particular makes me want to high pitch howl at the neighborhood on my way to the car. I would rather chop off my toes and firebomb my living space than grocery shop.

As it is I have to purchase comestibles and other sundry items. I usually wait until my house in in Old Mother Hubbard condition.

Grocery delivery can be a very good thing. :slight_smile:

I love going out. I go to the grocery store a couple times a week, they know me.
I don’t buy too much as the power outtages of many years ago depleted my food so I won’t stock up.
Library also.
I cannot imagine how boring it would be to stay in alone all day.

You mean your guy doesn’t give you the option of being sedated and watching the process on your own screen? It was cool to know what was going on.

It can be for some, and for some kinds of items. But I dislike the idea of someone else picking out items for me, especially things like produce. Where there’s variability like that, I tend to be selective. For other things, especially fresh and prepared foods, I’m careful about expiry dates. Sometimes the thing I want is out of stock, so I’ll either pick a substitute or go somewhere else.

Grocery delivery might work in a perfect world, but this world is far from perfect. After my hospitalization a few years ago for cardiac issues, I was medically prohibited from driving for two weeks. Even then I didn’t use grocery delivery. I subsisted on a decent stock of food I already had in the house, and friends who took me out to lunch and dinner once in a while.

Not necessarily alone, as disliking leaving the house doesn’t preclude visitors. I hate running errands, but I’m not a hermit. Also, although my house is perfectly ordinary and rather messy, it’s fixed up for my comforts and does have lots of modern entertainment electronics and fast internet, and I have a digital archive of literally many thousands of movies and TV shows. I love my home, and as long as I have nice meals and snacks in the fridge and freezer, and wine, vodka, and rum in the liquor cabinet (and of course Caesar mix in the fridge!) I’m reluctant to leave.

But I also greatly value my faithful steed, my beloved car that always lives safely sheltered in the garage, awaiting any necessary call to duty.

Mine didn’t, no. I had an anesthesiologist give me “Milk of Amnesia” and woke up after everything was all over. Maybe next time…Oh, crap! My 10 years between 'scopes is up in March.