Isn’t it identity theft? And it affects JohnT’s credit score, right?
My husband is incredibly unaware of his surroundings and forgetful. Anything that is ‘his job’ actually means ‘I will do it if you remind me several times.’ Makes me stabby.
But what’s worse is that I was complaining about this to a a guy at work and hesaid that what my husband was doing was a good thing because if he doesn’t do things or doesn’t do them well, I will just start doing it again. Then all the other guys (I’d say there were 8) in the breakroom agreed. WTF? These guys were married, too. Really? That’s how you should treat your spouse? Doing a bad job with maintaining what it both of your lives so she has to do everything. This is the 21st century, right?
(Though, I did at least respond with ‘Wow, do your wives know what assholes you are?’)
Additional rant: hockey.
My husband dreamed of playing hockey as a kid. So now, he has transferred that to my son and enrolled him.
While my son is really enjoying it, his practices are at a random time between 10 and 3 on Saturdays with games at a random time between 10 and 3 on Sundays. From now until April.
That means that we can do absolutely nothing that is a full day out with the kids or each other until then.
(You will note that when I agreed the signing him up, practices and games were supposed to be weeknights which would be tight but won’t screw up our weekends.)
We came up with our division of labour based on what irriates us the most.
My husband empties the dishwasher when it’s done because he hates seeing dishes pile up on the counter, he also does his own laundry because I created an “everyone washes their own” rule when the kids were preteens.
In short, my best advice on this is to find something you know will bother him that you can shrug and walk away from and that becomes his job. Otherwise, if he’s motivated by competition, Chore Wars is another option.
I work for a financial institution, and what that guy did is wrong on so many different levels. :eek: I’m not sure who you’d report it to at a bank, I’m at a credit union and we have a supervisory committee that handles member complaints. Good luck to you, keep us posted!
My micro-mini rants…
Idiot fans of other team who sat behind us at the hockey game last night, if you knew you weren’t allowed to bring noisemakers to the arena then why the hell did you bring them! I heard the usher ask you nicely to please put them away, and you had to pitch a fit about how “you’re never allowed to have any fun in this place with their stupid rules” and how “last time the usher took the air horn away and wouldn’t give it back!” And yet you brought an air horn and cowbells again… I realize some of the arena rules are a bit stiffer than other places I’ve been, but the rules are clearly posted even before you enter the building, and at multiple places around the arena.
Dammit, I bought waterproof mascara by accident and the makeup remover I have doesn’t work on it.
Ugh. As the non-baseball-playing child in a baseball family, I sympathize wholeheartedly with your other kid(s). Holy crap, it ate up a lot of time.
More pregnancy complaints:
I do not enjoy sleeping 12 hours a day on weekends. I know it happens every time I’m gearing up for a new spurt of expansion, but it’s cramping my style.
This is insane, but… I think my eyes are changing color. This is apparently not unheard of, but is annoying as hell.
Tell brother in law HE can kiss your big white ass! 
The ONLY thing that would bother him enough for him to do himself is laundry. Seriously. If there aren’t enough clean dishes for him to cook, he’ll either throw his hands up and suggest we get take-out, or wash just enough for him to cook and serve. Too much crap on the kitchen table to sit and eat? We’ll just eat in the living room! The bathroom has gone un-touched for a month, and he just bitches about how gross the toilet is.
Your brother-in-law is an ass, but I suspect you already knew that. Good for you for changing your own faucet!
The Household Chore Wars still rage, and nobody is winning them. I see it here on the Dope, and I see it in my own life - a lot of guys (and I’m generalizing here, of course) still aren’t pulling 50% of the weight.
Okay just picked up the mail and seriously people. I subscribe to several magazines in their electronic format. I do that because it’s more convenient and I don’t like magazines laying all over the place. Moneysense keeps sending me not only the physical magazine but every single copy they send is “The last one ever, renew now!” I am ever hopeful but it’s never really the last one.
I should’ve listened to you. Instead, I just picked up the first player I saw while grocery shopping. It was very competitively priced, so I figured what the hell. Turns out the little piece of shit cannot even resume playback where you were before you switched it off. That’s fucking incredible. That’s literally the single most important feature of an MP3 player. How can you not have that?
So it gets better.
Just got off the WF complaint “hotline” and talked to a representative. She verified that not only was a checking account opened, but also a savings account (should have seen that coming, though why it wasn’t disclosed Saturday is beyond me) and, get this, A CREDIT CARD!
The State of Texas Office of Consumer Credit has been notified. I have called the branch manager and notified her (by voice mail, of course. :rolleyes: ).
As we say down here, I am going nukelar.
Thanks for the update, I’d be interested to know how this all turns out!
John, if it was me; I’d be contacting the local TV news consumer division so they could do a big report on the air. I’ll bet you’d be talking to real people REEEEEAAAL fast then.
That’s utter bullshit, and that guy should be fired.
Well, good news (at least on one end) - the guy didn’t open up a credit card account. The CS rep mistook my business credit card (a WF card) as a personal account and I, in my initial shock, didn’t even think about the biz card as I haven’t used it since May.
Hey, don’t get soft now. He still needs a nukelar attack right up his ass.
I do really like most of my students, I promise, and this student isn’t even mine and I actually do not dislike him, just to stave off the inevitable “you’re a horrible professor and I am APPALLED that you would talk about our precious future this way!”:
Dear snot-nosed little hippie student with your stupid rich white boy hippie slouch (and I say this as a pseudo-hippie myself):
Wandering around the building and turning off lights in hallways and offices as it’s getting dark is a douchebag move, in spite of the fact that you pride yourself on this campus as Captain Defender of the Planet.
First of all, it’s getting dark, did I mention that? And for some of us who are working late, it’s a safety deal, especially if I’m the only person ON THIS WHOLE FUCKING HALLWAY WHO’S STILL IN THE OFFICE. We are a public campus/building, and anybody (student or otherwise) could wander about and cause mayhem (and not the good-looking mayhem from the insurance commercials). I’m no shrinking violet by any stretch of the imagination, but I think the imagination of our police force might have issues with your unilateral light disarmament.
Second, those open offices into you stuck your head and turned off the lights? Those doors are open because those professors are actually in the building still, just not in their offices, and now that you’ve turned all the lights off but left their doors open, it’s easier for wandering miscreants to not be seen as they take stuff, which has happened, and yes, they should close their doors when they’re not in the office, but then it would be difficult for them to find their offices in the hallway now that you’ve turned out the lights, and if we’re turning on and off lights 500 times all damn day I think we’re actually using MORE energy. (holy run-on sentence, batman).
Third, it’s the height of entitlement that you think you have the right to physically trespass into someone’s private space and make changes in the pursuit of Your Personal Crusade. I’m actually WITH you on the sustainability issue, and I still think you’re a fucking rich white boy hippie poser douchecanoe.
Bro-in-law:
Thank you for giving up your Sunday afternoon to bring your truck on a moment’s notice and pick up the fridge we just bought. Seriously. Not a lot of people will do that, and frankly you make a habit of helping family out and you saved us a lot of time and trouble making other arrangements. Kudos.
That said. We could have done without all the harping on why we were buying a new fridge and how much we paid for it. Yes, the old one still works. It’s 20 years old and runs constantly. No, it doesn’t just need the coils cleaned. And no, we didn’t overpay for this one. Have you priced refrigerators lately? (I am aware you have an heirloom model from the 60s in your basement. Kid-trapping door-latch and all.) It was $960 including tax for a bottom freezer model with french doors, the most energy efficient style out there and the one your dad wanted. Yes, there’s a dent in the freezer door. It was a floor model and the dent is why it didn’t cost $500 more. Your dad is tickled and that’s who counts. Sorry you’re not impressed. Your attitude was almost - almost - enough to make me wish we’d made other arrangements. It’s sad to see someone turning into a curmudgeon at such a young age.
I’m not sure exactly what I’m pitting here. A while back, I (with permission) posted a thread in MPSIMS inviting Dopers in the Dallas-Fort Worth area to come to a costume party/charity fundraiser on the 23rd. I’m trying to increase attendance for the party, of course, but I also genuinely would love to see some of the people on this board come out so I can meet them in person.
Two thread bumps later, and not ONE person has posted to the thread other than me. Not even to say something like “Sorry, can’t make it, but good luck.” I wasn’t expecting a massive surge of people saying they were coming, but the apathy has me feeling a bit taken aback.
Hey – I know what I’m pitting!
My unrealistic expectations!
Sorry, Chef - we can’t make it. 