As we didn’t have ham, I used sliced chicken for my hound experiment. When I put a slice of chicken on Westley’s face, she just sighed and then Buttercup ran over and “saved” her by eating the chicken. Wasn’t able to put a slice on Buttercup’s face for long because by then both of the hounds thought the game was to eat chicken off the other one.
My rant: Tony the bad-shit crazy guy and my dog feeding neighbor seemed to have hit it off. They spend a lot of time together and seem to be more brother and sister than having a torrid romance. All was good until Friday when 80something neighbor fell. Who would a not bat-shit crazy person call? 911, right? Who is the worse person to call? Maybe the one who is across town, at work with her phone shut off. Want to guess who he called?!?
That poor woman with a broken hip waited on the floor for almost 3 hours before I was able to check my phone and call 911.
Tony has been with her non-stop, so I can’t kill him now. I will do it later, when we don’t have witnesses who will talk.
Alas, following a chilly and wet Spring, it’s apparent that Summer is here. Checked Weather Underground at noon; temperature was 38C and “feels like” was 47C. Almost 1900 (7:00PM civilian time), and it’s already down to 31C and FL 38C. (I don’t use the extremely depressing Fahrenheit scale. In illustration of the reason, consider that 38C is the same as 100.4F. Yeah, depressing.)
Latest mini-rant (to my relatives): STOP BELIEVING EVERYTHING SOME BIGOTED JERK SENDS YOU ON FACEBOOK!
Hillary Clinton did not appear in black-face. Learn to separate fact from fiction. Look at the purported evidence and use your brain. The woman in black-face in the picture you re-posted doesn’t even have the same color eyes as Ms. Clinton!
Jane Fonda did not get POWs punished, injured, tortured, or killed.
President Obama did not hang a “Muslim prayer curtain” in the White House. WTF is a “Muslim prayer curtain” anyway.
President Obama is not now and never has been Muslim. I know it galls you that a Christian doesn’t have the same prejudices you do, but deal it with it like an adult, will you?
Look, folks; I don’t care if you are Democrat, Republic, Libertarian, Whateverian. Spread your message, like a decent missionary should, without lying about your opposition.
I was at the marina yesterday, and Bill (the owner) waved me down. He started talking but kept laughing so hard he couldn’t talk. Turns out the new boater approached him about an argument he’d had with another boater. Bill said, “tall guy with curly hair?” and was shocked when the guy said no.
Then the boater described me and mentioned my boat by name. Bill couldn’t believe it. He told the guy that I’m the most laid back boater at the marina (which is true). He told him that I was typically a bit buzzed and always eager to share what was in my cooler (also true). He told him about the situation last year when another boater ran into my boat while it was in its slip and how I didn’t initially want to bother getting it repaired (the other guy insisted and turned it in to his insurance).
When the new boater explained what had happened, Bill told him he was lucky I didn’t punch him in the nose.
I have a week full of meetings beginning Tuesday through Thursday. All day, 12 hour meetings I’ve known about since April, meetings that involve over 20 people flying into visit our headquarters. They’re not exactly meetings I can just blow off or reschedule. So, of course, I should’ve expected piddly shit to go down.
My husband suddenly had a group lead schedule an equally important meeting right at the same fucking time as mine (“Hey, overly, do you think you can be a little late for your meeting and get the kids where they need to be?” “Um, no, we talked about this in April. I’m sorry, but nope!”). We discovered after a trip to urgent care yesterday afternoon that my 12 year old son has not one but two infections in his big toe: one that is fungal (this is why we wash, goddammit and occasionally leave our socks off to allow your feet to breathe) and another that is bacterial caused by an ingrown toenail (and…this is why you tell your parents when your shoes are too damn tight because if you’re prone to this shit, shoes that are tight in the toe box make this much worse). Then yesterday after arriving home from urgent care, my daughter fell while on her rollerblades onto her wrist, which may or may not now be broken. Given that she broke five bones last year, we should probably check it out. Which is why we’ll be visiting the orthopedist for a “just in case” visit this afternoon.
Good thing we had nothing to do today. Good thing the kids weren’t looking forward to their respective camps (which, because I’m a bad parent, I sent them to anyway since they both really wanted to go and I need to get shit done until we can get to the doctor), good thing I don’t have a shitload to do to get ready for this meeting and thank goodness that my husband is unavailable to help me, too. Thank goodness. Because god fucking forbid that this week be easy.
The silver lining is that I would prefer that this happen the week BEFORE we’re on vacation rather than the day before or while we’re there. But still. You have GOT to be fucking kidding me. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
SMDB June Mini-Ranters: Hey, Jynxsters, is your dishwasher fixed?
Jynxsters: NO!!! The Mother F’ng part was broken in transit.
I specifically worked from home on Friday so that he could bring the new part. He calls me up and tells me the part is visibly broken and now has to order a new one. It will be in sometime this week and I will have to work from home again. My work is super flexible but I also dont want to be the one always “working from home” at a moments notice.
On top of that, my house kept getting warmer and warmer Thursday night. Got up to 80 degrees. Mr. Jynxsters shut off the air conditioning for an hour and then turned it back on so that seemed to fix it but the unit is only 4 years old so that shouldnt be happening. Called the air conditioning guys. They came out at 1130 on Friday (Yeah for quick response). $300 later for a service call, cleaning and Freon top up.
At 1115 on Friday I remembered I was going to was some clothes so I didnt have to do it that weekend. I brought my load of laundry down the stairs and missed the last step. I broke my pinky toe on the same foot I had surgery 3 months prior. I had to welcome the air conditioning guys while waiting for my husband to get home to take me to urgent care and not scream and cry in front of strangers.
The apartment I’ve been remodeling is done. That was hard.
But now comes potential tenant screenings.
And the first applicant that shows up has…A FUCKING PIT BULL.
According to her, the nicest, most sweetest, most wonderful pit ever.
Yeah says my insurance agent, that applicant needs to get a million $ liability policy with your name on it if she rents.
And here I thought crawling around on the floor painting the interior of the kitchen cabinets was hard.
I’ve also been asked if I care if someone gets paid in all cash, if a US Passport is an allowed identification, and can this family of 6! move into my 2 bedroom apt. Thank you FHA for your occupancy guidelines.
The only thing I think so far I’m missing is “it’s my service wolverine, you have to rent to me!!”
Job hunting still sucks. But tomorrow I at least have a meeting, maybe too unimportant to call it an interview, with a placement agency. And there is a job fair at a company where I already applied at and where I am well qualified so I should be able to at least get in front of someone there face to face. All seems good, right?
And that means today I am having a raging cold set in for the first time in years. Cannot seem to go ten minutes without sneezing and coughing. Too much to ask this to hold off for a couple days, eh?
“Interview entry-level people” is a big part of my job. I wouldn’t mind someone with a massive cold, especially if they could laugh about it… which would get me laughing with them (at their bad luck), and bingo, they’d shoot to the top of my list.
Especially if they brought a box of tissues and a big jar of hand sanitizer or a big oven mitt that they put on before they shook hands with me…
Try some zinc tablets. They do help. And maybe allergy medications, so you can dry up for a bit without getting woozy?
I finally got a job in mid-April, after 8 months of hunting. The job hunt sucked, but the new job is stellar. Here’s hoping your job hunt is as successful.
Arrgh. I usually don’t get into arguments online, but I got into one today. Long story. (It was with a commenter on a blog, not on this message board or anything.) I think I’ll take a break from that blog until tomorrow.
Maybe I should remember the saying, “Never argue with an idiot - they’ll drag you down to your level and then beat you with experience.”
So your solution is staying away from a blog (where you got in an argument) for what, 12 hours? Maybe 24? Why not take a week or two if you really need a break? Or are you unable to do that?
I’m asking because I have friends who are literally addicted to social media (well, look who’s talking… I should be painting the house right now… I’d better ‘take a break’ myself).
I had to pick up a hold that was waiting for me anyway, so it wasn’t a big deal to speak to a person. She was puzzled too as there was a note saying the email had bounced back, except I’ve had this email associated with my card for a number of years with no issues from the library at all. I get my emailed checkout slips and hold notifications and courtesy notices of return dates with no issue.
Then the next day I got an automated email asking me to do a survey about a session that I attended in the last month. I haven’t attended a session in the last month! If I signed up for a session of some sort, then I didn’t add it to the calendar. I also never got a notification email saying hey you signed up for a session, don’t forget.
So I’m guessing I missed a learning session of some kind and it must have been the session notification email that got bounced back, though I don’t know how. Which annoys me because I sign up for the sessions so rarely and there haven’t been many that interest me/align with my schedule the last while. If I signed up for it I must have wanted to go, but I didn’t go and I don’t even know what sort of session I registered for!
Downstairs a/c wasn’t working properly, so we shut it off and called for service. Turns out the blower motor was bad. Good news? Still under warranty. Bad news? I still have to pay for the labor to install it, which was more than the cost of the part itself.
I’ve worked on the manufacturer’s side of warranty claims, and I get that it’s difficult to control costs when some independent entity is doing the installation, but it really bugs me as the owner/consumer that a piece broke that wasn’t supposed to break, yet I’m still expected to pay to get it fixed.
