I’m living in Exception Hell.
Yes, your insurance covers that! (Except we only cover treating your problem, not diagnosing it.)
Yes, your insurance covers that medication! (Except not if you’re over 40.)
Yes, our pre-paid cell service uses the Verizon network! (Except not with the phone you want. The phone you WANT uses the Sprint network!)
And on and on. Been like this for months. Makes me wanna throw shit.
Hey maintenance people? I told you last week that the compressor in my air conditioner was acting up. I can hear it when it kicks on and off, and it wasn’t always kicking on like it should.
But I’m just a girl, and I couldn’t possibly know anything about any of these machine thingies, could I? They just added some coolant and went on their way.
I come home today to a toasty 84 degrees inside. I call maintenance again, and the guy who shows up says, “Yep, it’s the compressor.” :smack:
A few minutes later this lady no bigger than I am shows up lugging this huge “portable” a/c unit up the stairs. I had to help her move it in and set it up. It’s about the size of a compact fridge and very noisy, but it’s now a bearable 78 in here.
It’ll get me through the night, but I’ll be sleeping naked on the couch, I can tell you that for sure. They’ll be out tomorrow to fix the compressor. At least it’s “only” 92 today instead of the 102 it was last week at this time.
I thought they were called Clueless Inobservant Morons*. At least that’s what I call them. Along with people who drive 10-15mph under the speed limit in the left lane; people who walk through doors in busy public areas and stop dead to look around; people who look one direction while walking in another…
Well, you get the point.
The one that walked herself and her child in front of my car today was almost termed roadkill - good thing for her and the kid I was paying attention.
Well, at least it was near the doctor’s office…:smack:
When I went to Publix this afternoon there was a group of ladies having a nice chat - right in front of the grocery carts. It took them a couple of minutes to realize I wasn’t eavesdropping on their conversation; I just wanted a cart!
And since I’m in the Pit already - screw you, Publix, for not carrying International Coffees Iced Coffee. I didn’t have a chance to go by Walmart for it. so now I’ll go all weekend without it.
Can all those people posting that stupid “moneybags” idea on FB (and occassionally in email) please learn to read a calendar?
Every month with 31 days in it is going to have a set of 3 days that repeat 5 times. The only things changing are which days they are, which depends on which day the first falls on.
It’s nothing special. You’ll get *nothing *from it. No magic, no money, no nothing.
For crying out loud, they’re talking about July, this month, right now, having 5 Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, and if they bothered to look at a calendar (phone? computer? hanging on the freaking WALL, maybe?) they’d discover that no, this month does not have 5 Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays. It has 5 Sundays, Mondays, and Tuesdays.
Automatic reposting+magical thinking+lack of observance=EPIC FAIL.
I have this problem too. 75% of what I am invited to lately is a thing where i get to eat premade pastry and spend cash I do not have. I might go if they were selling vibrators** because *one can *always **use a new vibrator.
I did, but maybe I should check it again and turn it down a smidge and see. I just wish it would stop, it’s annoying!
Sims, eh? Not bad, not bad…
One of my personal favourite manoeuvres by the cellphone zombies is to walk slowly down the middle of the concourse in a crowded mall (think Christmas shopping time), then come to a complete stop at some point and just stand there like a human roadblock. Good times, good times. I think it should be socially acceptable to give people who do that a hard bump to “re-start” them. 
**SnakesCatLady **et al, I was doing something else (updating my prescriptions list, checking for bad interactions) and found the following:
[QUOTE=drugs.com/mednotes]
Synthroid (levothyroxine)
Moderate Food Interaction
ADJUST DOSING INTERVAL: Consumption of certain foods as well as the timing of meals relative to dosing may affect the absorption of T4 thyroid hormone (i.e., levothyroxine). T4 absorption is increased by fasting and decreased by foods such as **soybean flour **(e.g., infant formula), cotton seed meal, walnuts, dietary fiber, calcium, and calcium fortified juices.
MANAGEMENT: Preparations containing T4 thyroid hormone should be administered on a consistent schedule with regard to time of day and relation to meals so as to avoid large fluctuations in serum levels. Foods that may affect T4 absorption should be avoided within several hours of dosing if possible.
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(boldings mine) Note no mention of caffeine or sugar. Calcium and fiber, though, so take your coffee black and without Metamucil (and ask your doctor).
Last year about this time, we had an ant problem. This year, I haven’t noticed any ants. Instead, we have fleas. Where the fuck are they coming from? We don’t have any animals. I’d rather have the ants back, they don’t itch.
Sprinkle diatomaceous earth around the cracks of doorways, windows, etc. to keep ants, roaches, fleas etc. from crawling into your home in the first place. Now that you’ve got 'em, though, you’ll have to up your game. Need flea control ideas? We’ve, ah, had a few threads on that. 
Do you have neighbors with animals? Lots of trees that bring squirrels, possums and other wildlife near your home? (Possums = FLEAS.)
Hmph. I hate the post office.
I went in to town today to mail a t-shirt to my nephew in the US for his birthday. It’s not the closest post office, but it has the benefit of not being hidden in the back of a convenience store and has self-service machines. Since every single time I’ve ever been in a British post office, I’ve had to weigh my own mail and stick on my own postage anyway, I’d rather just skip talking to a person altogether. But they were out of customs forms at the self-service machines, so I had to go stand in line for the counters anyway. And after a long queue, I got the grouchy lady. I always get the grouchy lady, it’s uncanny. It’s never the same grouchy lady, but there’s always one on duty and I always get her. In the end I got snapped at for assuming that the woman in front of me packing up her bags and moving to leave was in fact done with her transaction and stepping forward too soon… and still had to stick all of the stupid stickers on the parcel myself.
It’s not really the post office woman’s fault that I was in a bad mood when I left, since I have about 8000 other things to rant about that are upsetting me more, but having to deal with her didn’t really help.
And then after that, I got turned around trying to find a new supermarket in a bit of town I hadn’t been to before. I get turned around a lot and it’s not usually a big deal, but this time I was caught in the middle of a downpour with my umbrella forgotten at home. I popped in to no less than three shops along the way to buy an umbrella. None to be found! At all! By the time I got to where I was going, my hair was dripping and I was squeezing water out of my shirt. That shop sold umbrellas, but of course by then the rain had stopped. It’s just not my day, really.
Listen asshole behind me in the left-turn lane: I’ll turn when I’m damn good and ready and feel 100% safe doing so. Yes I made an error in judgement (who doesn’t?) and could have turned earlier and ended up doing the “yellow light turn”, but you shouldn’t have crawled up my ass either. What did you think honking at me would accomplish, jerkwad? We both turned and carried on our merry ways. Fuck you.
Actually, I’d say that last bit worked in your favor (sorry, favour ;)). Ultimately, you saved the price of a new umbrella.
You - you did decide to not buy a new umbrella, on account of it wasn’t raining anymore, didn’t you?
Look douchebag - I realize you have probably been waiting for oh, say, 2 whole minutes to turn left on to the road where we are all going 50 mph and yes, I do realize that you just couldn’t wait until after I had passed to pull in front of me, especially since there was no one behind me and no one coming from the other direction, but when you pull a dick move like that, make me slam on my brakes, and then proceed to do 25 miles an hour? YOU BET YOUR GODDAMN BIPPY I"M GOING TO HONK MY FUCKING HORN AT YOUR STUPID ASS AND MY HUSBAND IS GOING TO FLIP YOU OFF!
GOD - I hate driving!
That’s one of my least favourite driving moves - people that pull out right in front of you when you’re the only car on the road, then drive slowly or make a left turn right away. You couldn’t have waited two more seconds and done all your fucking around behind me?
Oy - anyone who can’t stand that move needs to stay the fuck away from the DFW suburbs. All of 'em. Something about those side streets just brings out the need to do that shit to other people.
And a hearty “fuck you!” “fuck you!” and “fuck YOU!” to the three asshats who were shooting along at over 100 mph in relatively heavy traffic while the rest of us were “only” poking along at 65-75 mph. They must have been following/chasing each other. Not little speedbikes either - these were regular sedan-type cars. The last guy … I totally saw what he was going to do to maneuver around me and then cut me off in order to get past the flatbed trailer. I ANTICIPATED THE WHOLE THING. If I had a death wish and wanted to teach the guy a lesson, all it would have taken would be me accelerating ever so slightly and I would have closed the gap he was heading for.
But, I don’t have a death wish. And asshat did not learn his lesson. But I am here today.
(I’m American, so it’s still ‘favor’. ;))
And no, I decided not to buy an umbrella, though it was technically still raining when I went in the store. I just didn’t feel like juggling my groceries and an umbrella all the way home, not when I was already soaked… I was just lucky that the universe took some small pity on me and held off the major rain until I got home. But I feel like I should’ve bought a new one because I love my current umbrella too much – hot pink paisley! No one will ever mix it up with theirs! – and I can’t replace it if it breaks because I got it at Target 4 years ago and haven’t seen any like it since. So one day I’ll be really sad I didn’t get a new umbrella when I had the chance.
I wore four different pairs of shoes in four days. The result? Eight blisters. I don’t need new shoes. I need new feet! Ouch.