I’m curious. You brought this somewhere: does that mean this was your workday lunch? If you bring raw eggs with you somewhere – how do you then prepare them? Scrambled and then in the microwave? If that’s the case, and they’re reasonably edible that way, you may have expanded my lunch protein options significantly, in which case I’m hugely grateful.
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Seeing someone face the consequences of their own on-the-job stupidity is rarely sad. If the reaction is completely out of proportion to the original transgression, maybe … but it doesn’t sound like that’s been the case here.
It’s highly likely that if you were to start a thread, our resident bunch of being-overlorded might have suggestions about how to promote calmer relations between the two. In the meantime, is there any way to close off rooms or something, so OK lives in one portion of your home and K2.0 lives in another?
I am lucky enough to work in an office which has a full kitchen: stove/oven, refrigerator, three microwaves. When I am doing lunches like these, I cook on the stove. I have made the microwave scrambled eggs, and they’re not too bad if you watch them closely and stir a couple times during the process. I also add shredded cheese, which helps remove the plastic-y taste.
My successful microwave eggs: scramble 2 eggs in a mug or dish, add a little water. (Sometimes I add a small pat of butter for flavor.) Cook for 45 seconds. Stir. Add shredded cheese. Stir. Cook another 30 seconds. Stir. If they are still goopy, I’ll go for another 15 seconds, but no more. I’ve heard there can be some success with spraying the cup/dish with Pam before cooking, but I’ve not found the results to be substantially easier to clean than without; e.g. awful either way.
On the job? It didn’t look like on-the-job from the clips that I saw, they had been watching sports. It was on some other person’s job (i.e. the reporter). So some stupid thing that he said, probably after drinking at a sports event, out in the world, away from his work, still cost him his job. This whole thing sounds like dog-piling to me. In any case, sad and stupid.
Wasn’t he a fairly high-ranking guy at his (now former) company? Some companies don’t take too kindly to their higher-ups acting like douchebags in public…that could explain the severity of the punishment.
I can’t feel sad for the Hydro One guy. He may have been drinking, that does contribute to dumb behavior, but he knew he would be on TV…that was the POINT. Even when the reporter pointed out that it was disrespectful, his response was “I don’t care.” He then told her that she was lucky they didn’t have a vibrator near. Because of his dumbass actions, his former employer is in the news. I just can’t feel sorry for him.
Exactly. The article I found had a quote from the employer that said the company has a code of conduct, which this idiot breached by behaving the way he did.
When I worked for a blue-blood bank, there was also a code of conduct signed by all employees. Acting like a took in public was absolutely grounds for firing. The company basically said whenever you’re in public, you’re a representative of the company whether you’re on the clock or not. I’m sure this situation is the same.
Bolding mine. Not disagreeing with your points, by the way, but just wondering if this is now in the general lexicon as synonymous with bumbling and clueless idiot? And does it come with a pronunciation guide for those not familiar with the original?
I pit both the fashion for low-rise pants and the manufacturers who cater to it to the exclusion of all else. If I need size 18-20 pants (and I do), I NEED a waistband that is more than six inches above the crotch. What the hell are these people thinking?!? I’m contemplating saving up to get some tailor-made jeans that will fucking fit me properly, as well as some decent skirts that likewise fit properly and have FUCKING POCKETS.
Lady, you do not get to get on the bus and ask/tell me to move from my seat because it is “yours”.
There are no assigned seats, you did not buy a ticket for this particular seat.
No, I’m not impressed by your sneering claim that it’s yours because you are a “regular” and I am not. I’m on this bus every other month because of my schedule. That makes me a “regular” too in my eyes.
And you know the bottom line here? Roughly 35 people got on the bus this morning. I was in the middle of that line. YOU showed up at the last second as the bus was loading and were one of the last four to get on. If YOU want to claim a seat, then get off your lazy ass, be EARLIER and you’ll get your seat. As it stands, you get one of whatever the fuck seats are still open when you show up.
Thanks, Indyellen! I might have to try it. Some minced white and/or green onion would be in order, I do believe. I could fold the whole thing into a tortilla and MacGyver up myself a decent breakfast burrito this way.
Hey, guys, look, I dunno who this “Hydro One” dude might be - I didn’t follow the story, never ran into the other post or thread that apparently discussed it, and was going solely in the comments here. I’m amused, however, that here in the land of the “Cite?” we’ve been going around about this guy, and whether or not **EmilyG **is righteously outraged about what he said and so forth, and not one single poster has *linked *to anything. Y’all are seriously falling down on the job.
I work with a few people for whom the best descriptors are words best left unsaid in a corporate environment, so I think I shall adopt “took” for my own usage, if the lovely-named **SeaDragonTattoo **is gracious enough not to object. Because, you see, I work with some real tooks. That guy over there, in particular, he’s a total took. What a took!!
This is a custom tailor in India, haven’t used them yet but a friend recommended them to me [she had them clone a couple pair of pants she loved. Not sure how good they would be without a pattern to clone. I plan on ordering from them shortly.]
Preach it sister! Either my tummy hangs out cuz the waistband is too short or my waistband rolls and slips around because the waistband isn’t high enough. It’s enough to make a girl want to just wander around nekkid as a screw-you to the fashion industry.
And pockets you can’t put a folded-up dollar bill in are a waste of time and money. I want to be able to put a little cash and/or a card there without worrying that it will all fall out when I sit on the toilet.
I gave up and started buying pants from the men’s department. Some of those pants have pockets inside the pockets. I’m not talking about a teensy coin pocket either…these interior pockets are large enough to hold a 5th generation iPod.
If you bring raw eggs with you somewhere – how do you then prepare them? Scrambled and then in the microwave? If that’s the case, and they’re reasonably edible that way, you may have expanded my lunch protein options significantly, in which case I’m hugely grateful.
I might have to try it. Some minced white and/or green onion would be in order, I do believe. I could fold the whole thing into a tortilla and MacGyver up myself a decent breakfast burrito this way.