I got talked into a Medium Skinny Suit that doesn’t look that bad, but… I can’t button the jacket. The suit salespeople all said that was “normal for the fashion”…(or did they only have suits too small for me?)
Now, I’ve never wanted to button a suit jacket in my life (or button the top button on a shirt), so I’m ok with it. But I’m still going to lose 20 lbs by my daughter’s wedding… just so I don’t have to go through buying a suit ever again.
You see those things in the wild? :eek:
I especially like the yellow one with rolled up pants and sneakers. /s
I got a text message from a Wisconsin number (I don’t know anybody in Wisconsin), with just “Hey”. I replied, “Do I know you?” They have never replied, but immediately after I sent the text, I got a phone call from a Texas number (I don’t know anybody in Texas) and there was nobody there.
And I just got a phone call from 800-100-7799. In the first place, 100 is not a valid exchange. And the phone would ring, the call would drop, the phone would ring, the call would drop, about five times. And there was nobody there.
Knock it off!
And for the love o’gawd, say it clearly, and at a reasonable pace! “Hi…my name…is…Joe…um…Shmoe. Can you…call me back…at–” and then the number is mumbled at a speed that would make an auctioneer sound like Forrest Gump.
I get a lot of these, and I have had to listen to the message 6 times just to get the number.
My husband and I were walking the dogs on our regular route - a dirt road with ditches on either side out, not even in the middle, more like the very far end of nowhere - and found a scattering of MacDonald’s (closest MacD’s is 60k away) bags, Styrofoam take-out containers and other assorted trash in the road. Also a clean and empty trash bag. So we picked it up and thought maybe it had blown out of the back of someone’s pick-up truck (there’s a lot of those around). Said some bad words too.
The next day husband took the dogs by himself and came back saying he was heading out again and where were the trash bags? I joined him. Some fuckity fucks (and judging from the contents I’d guess same fuckheads) had dumped five bags of trash into the ditch and brook containing more MacD’s, more take-out boxes and rather a lot of incontinence pads. Did you know they absorb massive amounts of brook water? And an Amazon shipping box with a name and address on it. It was not Arlo.
Took pictures and gave them to the RCMP. I really, really, really hope someone gets a visit from them.
And yes, I support the death penalty for litterers.
True story - When I first started dating my husband and we were out with his friends, one of his friends went to go throw his styrofoam Sonic cup out the window of his car while he was driving us somewhere. My husband quickly stopped him and told him how not cool that was. It was then I knew I had a keeper.
I am stressed. Really really stressed. Work is stressful, we have a lot of a demands and not enough people and our big wigs made promises that are gonna be really hard to keep. My daughter is going through testing for autism and, while not a death sentence, I’m concerned about affording all the stuff she’ll need. My insurance is crap. My husband’s mother has stage 4 bone cancer and it’s unresponsive to treatment. My grandfather’s alzheimers is getting to the point that he needs to go to a nursing home and my family is all kinds of concerned about that. All the things are happening. I have no control over anything.
Where are you that the closest McDonald’s is 60,000 miles away? Do you live on the moon? Has littering gotten *that *bad? :eek:
Miles? Murkin units of distance are so quaint! I believe the mile is equal to 320 rods, and speed is measured in furlongs per fortnight.
Thank you
I used to see it at work a couple of years ago, but right now those same people from Marketing will be wearing stuff like this (spoilering for waifubois, bright colors, and in general stuff most people aren’t used to seeing in an office context):
I particularly like the feathered blouse which looks like something out of my great-aunt Margarita’s wear-at-home closet, specially in combination with those fuchsia Mikado pants, although it’s a pity that the pants are long and therefore the lace-up boots wouldn’t show properly. Dude doesn’t do discreet, but if you want to be Seen, hell yeah you’ll be Seen 
Doubt I’ll ever buy anything from him unless it’s for a present for someone who’ll appreciate it, but I like looking at his stuff just because it gives me the giggles to picture certain people wearing it.
This is not about taxes. They suck, but I understand. There will always be taxes and someone has to collect them.
They are evil, yes. But dammit, they should be competent.
I received a letter from the IRS. A notice about the taxes I owe and how payment was not received. Now there is a late payment charge.
I had set up a payment plan online a couple of months ago with autopay. I went online to check said account because I did not see any payments leaving my back account. When I login, I get message that due to security reasons, I have been logged out. I should close my browser and try again. I close my browser and try again. Same message. I try another browser. Same message.
I call the number on the notice. It makes me jump through a bunch of hoops. I have to enter SSN, birth date, PIN, and ‘caller ID’ from the notice. I do this.
THEN they automated system tells me that due to the high call volume, They cant help me today. I should try later or tomorrow.
It told me this yesterday also.
It has taken far less time for my phone to learn the word “hete” than it did not to suggest “McCain” every time I typed in my first name.
Let me get this straight…
:smack:
Text message from Amex an hour ago about a possible fraudulent charge. I’ve never gotten one from them before (Visa card number gets stolen about once every 3 years but not Amex for some reason) so first I logged into my account on my laptop to see if it was real or a phishing scam. And there’s a fraud alert on my account, and an email. OK, fine, guess it’s real. $100 charge at a gas station in upstate NY, declined–is this you? No, no it was not. Great! We’re canceling your card! The one with all your automatic payments! Have fun sorting it out!
Ugh. Not that I’m not grateful–I don’t know how their algorithms work but I’ve never gotten a false alert from either Visa or Amex and they’ve always caught the first fraudulent charge when it’s happened. But did it have to be the card with all the recurring payments? Why couldn’t these idiots have stolen my Visa again? And why is it always something in NY/NJ that sets it off?
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: women’s clothing designers and manufacturer’s suck swamp water!!! Bad enough sizing (vanity sizing?) is inconsistent, even within brands. Bad enough that pockets are often tiny or absent altogether. But now even our limited selection of pants lengths is worthless!
Guys can choose an inseam length. Women get Short (or Petite), Average, and Tall. Naturally, none of these are defined.
I have always bought average, being 5’5". For the most part, they’d hit around my ankle, and I was good with that. Not any more, tho. I just bought 8 assorted pants and jeans, on line, because I hate to shop. All were “Average”, or so they said. At least half of them were long enough to tuck under my heel, even with shoes on!
Now, I know we tend to get shorter as we age, but I was under the impression it was due to spinal compression, not shrinking leg bones. Am I wrong about that? No matter. I am pissed that I’ll be forced to spend a chunk of this weekend hemming pants and jeans.
Don’t suggest shorts - this is work clothing. Don’t suggest dresses or skirts lest I hunt you down and pinch you till you bruise.
I demand consistent sizing! I demand women’s pants that offer specific inseam lengths! Who’s with me!!!
My husband’s CC yesterday had a Fraudulent charge on it for Marriott in Maryland…we live in Nevada. All I can say is I’m glad they have alerts!
I have been trying for 3 days. Everytime I jump through the hoops, I get 'due to high call volume, we cannot …
I called at 06:55 AM and the message said they weren’t open yet. At 7:05, the message they are too busy.
grrrrrrrrrr:mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
You should be elated that your well-being is such a priority.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice when pigs fly and carry passengers. An online retailer let me order from a web page stating the item was in stock and would ship that day. Three days later, there was no shipping confirmation although they had charged my CC. I email to ask if the item is actually in stock or not, and it turns out they won’t even have any until the end of the month, and would I like to wait? Fuck, NO. As of tooday, the web page still says that the item is in stock with same day shipping, so this is not an inadvertent error, but a business plan. Damned weasels. Three days later I’m still waiting for my card to be refunded.