I…I…I thought WE were your favorite community…
You folks are lovely, but I didn’t meet my last two sexual partners on the dope, nor does the dope make up 90% of the subscribers of my Patreon. Sorry. 
This may not help, but I was in much the same situation two weeks ago. Got a fraud alert on the credit card we use for nearly everything. Which is great. This happened at 7:00 pm and we leave the next day for a ten day overseas trip. Called the bank and they could not get us a new card by the next day. But they could restrict the use of the card to the countries we were going. So whoever stole the card did not have access to it anymore and we could use it until we got back.
Your bank might be able to do the same.
With a cloned card. A physical copy of your own card, made from information obtained using a gizmo attached to an ATM you used.
I hate scented stuff. Flowers and so forth, hey, they’re just doing what they do. But what kind of sadist thought it was a good idea to concentrate this and sell it as a Good Thing?
On the topic of scented things, I would like to know who thought artificial strawberry would be a good scent for an automatic sprayer. This isn’t some kind of summery strawberry-like scent you would find at Yankee Candle, this is the hyper-sweet strawberry I remember finding in children’s bath products when I was growing up. This sprayer is installed in a restroom used by adults. WTF.
Holy fuck, that’s the same scent which prompted my rant!
No automatic sprayer, though, this was manual so I’m reasonably sure we don’t work together.
Negative numbers. That’s what’s bugging me. Stupid fraking negative numbers.
See I’m building an artificial intelligence algorithm that find the algorithm needed to solve a problem (certain caveats apply but the details get technical so I’ll spare you). Well, we’re currently working on problems that require parallel computation and everything was going fine until we fed it a specific problem and it said “There’s no algorithm to solve this.” I know for a fact that there is. So on examining where it went wrong I discovered that I need to search a negative parameter space. This came as a great surprise to me and my supervisor as we had assumed that the space would be positive integers only.
This invalidates everything I’ve been working on for the past while.
FRAK!
My credit union was able to get me a new Debit card immediately when I went in to the place. When I called, they didn’t mention this option someone at work told me. The card had been cancelled when they caught a suspicious transaction.
I try to call and let them know when I am out of town so I don’t again get caught out without a usable card. I fortunately have a back up as well.
Just returned from bank, we have temporary cards we can use on vacation. We also set up alert texts for attempted purchases over $50, we can respond with a “Yes” if it’s our charge.
They tried to use the card last night at a lingerie shop ($545) and again this morning for $1 – I imagine the dollar was a test to make sure the card was dead before tossing it.
Though Wells Fargo has its faults, their “possible fraud” alerts are great. We had just moved enough money into that account that the thief could have bought themselves a nice car; I’m glad they settled for attempting a big screen TV and $500 worth of slurry polyester underwear.
I’m going to use my AmEx Platinum for our big vacay outlays next week. Their fraud gatekeeping kicks ass.
Time for another Craigslist rant. Found a listing for a Craftsman saw with a stock picture of a newer model at a better than reasonable price. It was at a business that was only about a mile out of the way so I stopped by with cash in hand to check it out. It was at least 50 years old and probably older so that ‘better than reasonable’ price was probably what it cost new.
Grmph.
Possibly the best typo/auto-correct ever, if I could figure out what slurry underwear would be.
“r” is right next to “t.”
Slutty undies.
I pit myself for going to a shitty dermatologist for almost a year, even though the scripts she was writing weren’t doing a damn thing. And the 2 issues were getting worse.
At my nieces urging I went to another, only to find out that both Dx’s were wrong. New scripts and some other directions and both problems are almost resolved. I wish there was more I could do about the other doctor than a scathing Yelp review that would make her burn and curl up into ash, were she to ever read it.
“Turn off restaurant names”. I am ordered to turn these off in the title of a thread in Cafe Society. I found myself wondering why someone would want to turn off a restaurant name. Really. Where would the switch be? I thought maybe it meant turning off the illuminated outdoor sign for some reason.
The more colloquial interpretation may have immediately sprung to mind if this were still the 60s, but alas, it isn’t. What a difference a hyphen would have made, here in the 21st century. That would have been fine even though neither “turn off” nor “turn-off” is an adjective, even in the colloquial meaning, where it’s a noun or noun phrase. But if it’s going to be forced into an adjectival role like this, it absolutely has to be hyphenated.
The nit I want to pick here is not so much with the hyphen-impaired title or with the poster responsible for this tiny transgression, but with those who habitually defend grammatical anarchy on the basis that you can throw any old words together and clarity of communication is somehow magically achieved, because … mumble mumble … reasons … mumble mumble … language instinct … mumble. No, it isn’t. The plain and simple fact is that people make mistakes, mostly due to carelessness, and clarity suffers. Putting aside the truly stupid pedantic rules, some rules can be broken without consequence (like forcing “turn-off” to be an adjective if appropriately punctuated), but most cannot.
I finally got my boat in the water yesterday. In the morning I called the marina to find out what slip I’d been assigned. I was happy to hear my boat would be next to my friend Jan’s pontoon. Yay!!
So, I put the boat in at the public docks, got her running and then pontooned to the marina and my slip. I got the boat secured and was tidying up when some guy I’d never met walked up and began yelling at me. “WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY BOAT?!?!”
Wow. I assumed he thought I’d bumped his boat, but I knew I hadn’t gone anywhere near any boat. The closest I’d come to another boat was Jan’s boat, but I’d pulled into our slip easily. So, I politely asked, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MOTHERFUCKER?”
Long story short, when I’d called and was told which slip was mine, the marina handyman had checked to make sure everything was ready for me. He noticed that this new guy’s boat was in the wrong slip, so he got someone to help him and they’d moved that boat to the correct slip.
Once new guy figured out what had happened he tried to approach me, I assume to apologize. It was 92 degrees out and I was pretty hot, more ways then one. I told him to get the fuck away from me. Fucker. All in all it was a good day.
So, your boat is a pontoon?
Boy, have you ever got the wrong username.
Current boat list:
5 kayaks
2 canoes
1 pontoon boat
So what’s wrong with kaynoetooner as a name?
Hi, and no, I thought it was a severe case of vertigo–which I’ve never had. Everything was normal, until it wasn’t. I looked out the door and the world was spinning and tipping sideways; I eased myself onto the floor to avoid falling hard, asked cousin N/housemate to come from kitchen, she helped me to my room, I was violently and repeatedly ill, and then I couldn’t walk since I couldn’t balance or move my head without getting sick again. 911, ER, my doc was consulted, had CAT scan, carotid artery ultrasound, both were okay–and then an MRI. A consulting neurologist read it and I was sent up to the ICU and he told me a bit later that it was a small stroke in the cerebellum (not that common), which is where balance and coordination are controlled.
They gave me anti nausea meds in the ER but that was actually all I needed during my stay. I was there from June 1 morning until June 3 afternoon, saw my doc a couple days later and am on Plavix and aspirin.
The embarrassing thing is: it might have been from just a few diet pills. I have no risk factors except a bit of high cholesterol which is familial. I am seeing the neurologist in July for a follow up.
kayT: Not all strokes present themselves the same way. I had no paralysis, no loss of speech or vision, no deficiencies, no permanent damage.
As I said, this was not one of the more common strokes.
I leave you with this: DO NOT ever take diet pills.
I hope your health remains good! I am feeling just fine now.
Oops, I replied but forgot to quote, so it is now one of the later posts. Sorry!