And they are trying to introduce it in Minneapolis, MN.
Some City Council members (either stupid or, more likely, corrupt) are pushing a zoning ordinance change to allow ‘transit-oriented developments’ that are located within 3 blocks of a bus route, which would allow the developer to provide zero parking spaces for tenants. The claim is that this would make the building cheaper, so rents would be more affordable. But they’re fighting like crazy to keep any language actually requiring this out of the ordinance.
Not just MA, but also RI, CT, NY(C), and northern NJ. Possibly also Philadelphia. Definitely DC. It’s an Eastern Seaboard thing where there’s a lot of people living in a relatively small geographical area where space is at a premium.
Dear Coworker, If you’re going to keep bitching about your almost-20-years-younger girlfriend, stop acting like I’m committing a felony when I ask you when you’re planning to break up with her because, in my eyes, constant bitching = why the fuck are you still with her?!?!?
The fact that you’d date somebody that young, to me, also points to the fact that there must be something else emotionally “off” with you other than what everyone already knows. It’s pathetic for somebody your age, tbh.
So, my poor little car got hit at a gas station. We were parked nose to nose and the kid in the oversized lifted 4 wheel drive truck thought he was in reverse started his truck and it jumped on the hood of my car.
Nobody was hurt. I wasn’t even in the car when it happened, I was standing next to it with a HOLY COW look on my face.
This is only a minor inconvenience, but now I’m going to have to drive a rental to work until my car is fixed. I won’t know where everything is, my hands won’t know where to go for things. I has a sad face over this.
PS Kiz…I’m 20 years younger than my husband. Of course, I don’t think he spends a lot of time bitching about me. At least, I hope not. Love happens no matter the age.
I don’t know how old you are but I’m willing to bet you aren’t as young as my coworker’s girlfriend. From what he’s told us she may be in her mid 20s but emotionally she’s still in high school.
Love may be happen in curious ways but I have yet to hear my coworker sing her praises in any way, shape, or form.
If you can get one from the same automaker, there’s a high probability things will be in the same place. If your car is japanese or korean, any other japanese or korean brand will do. Some French brands are notoriously bad about that, but it’s because of changes in ownership.
Grr. My home computer is all but an antique, still running Windows XP, but I’ve got a work laptop too, so it’s been perfectly adequate for home use. Alas, blue screens of death have become more common, and yesterday it kept freezing only minutes after each reboot. So at last I bit the bullet, and acquired a rather modest, new computer for home use.
I picked it up this morning. 15 minutes after I got home, I figured out that it was the damn AVG & Malwarebytes updaters not playing well. So I didn’t need a new computer now, after all!
sigh But I know it’ll eventually die for real, soon enough. So I get to waste the rest of my weekend setting up a computer, installing and transferring everything, and having to put up with cruddy Windows 8.1. at least it’s not a be-damned touchscreen…
“Option to upgrade.” Since we’ll be forced to do so at work, I’m planning to wait until I see how much a disaster that will be. And I’m sure it will be.
[Del]Note[/del] Lecture to self: Self, sleeping in the all-together is fine. And if you’re awakened by a cramp in the long muscle in the front of your thigh, putting Mineral Ice on the leg is also fine.
But for the love of all that is holy, PUT ON A PAIR OF TIGHTY-WHITIES BEFORE YOU LAY BACK DOWN!!!
Kolga and are being called fat cunts over and over again by Heather the anti-vax crazy. As my husband said it’s like she’s too dumb to the use a thesaurus. “What the hell is a pudenda . . . oh fuck it. Cunt it is.”
I’m angry about something and I don’t know what to do with it. We have a nice young guy with a mild intellectual disability work for us a couple of hours a day as part of a supported employment initiative one of my recently retired coworkers ran, and he told me something upsetting a few days ago: his other job is at a hospital, and he said he likes work with us better because he’s not allowed to talk to anyone there. He said they treat him like a ghost
This topic came up at lunch, and it’s very clear that he didn’t misunderstand his other employers: there actually is a rule that he’s not allowed to talk to people. And one of the social workers said it’s not just him, and it’s not just this hospital because other supported employees at a different NH hospital have the same rule. The others she knows won’t even respond if she speaks to them because they don’t want to get in trouble for breaking the rule.
Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like it’s all kind of fucked up to make a rule that applies only to employees who have an intellectual disability. I don’t know who to complain to - the governor’s office? A congress-person or senator? I obviously don’t want to single our guy out because it’s hard enough for people with disabilities to find work, so I don’t want to complain directly to that hospital because it’d be easy for them to figure out who was meant.
I know it’s good that sheltered workshops are largely gone in this state, but how is *this *treating people with human dignity? Most people would be utterly miserable if they weren’t allowed to speak!
No. I can’t take some Tupperware out of a kitchen drawer in my old house 2200 miles away because the prospective buyers are nitwits and think they won’t close if there is some old Tupperware in the drawer. We’re paying your realty office a $12K commission to close this fucking sale. If there is Tupperware in the drawer, go take it out. Oh, you didn’t realize we were 2200 miles away? Let me forward you the emails where we said that. Oh, you lost the key to our house? Well what the fuck are we supposed to do about that?
Why are you calling us about this piddly shit? We’re paying you $12K. GO DO IT. Keep track of us. Know that we are now 2200 miles away. Read our emails that ask if there’s anything you need before we go. Customer service.
I’d like to think we’ll get an apology, but realistically, e-documents to change the date of the sale because the new buyers want a triple-confirmation that the Tupperware is gone is more what we’re expecting.
