That’s a desperation last resort. I usually start, after determining browser/OS, by having them clear the browser or go private/incognito. Switching devices is also a possibility if they’re simply not able to deal with the original device getting into the web site I support.
sigh I miss the days when NC wasn’t the Stupid Carolina.
Some shows that I had set to record on our DVR didn’t. So I look at the list and see that for some unfathomable reason my 25 year old niece has recorded 46 episodes of “My 600 Pound Life” as well as 6 episodes of some show called “1000 Pound Sisters”. I had told her a few weeks before to start binge watching them or something to get the number down. Instead, there were more than ever and the DVR was full and the episodes were marked as never delete, so my shows didn’t overwrite them.
So, seeing as how I’m the payer of the cable bill I told her to start deleting now to get it down to under 30 hours. She said “How do you expect me to figure that out?” She has an honors college degree in mechanical engineering. So I rolled my eyes and said “get it down to 15 episodes, then”— (some, if not all, of these shows are actually two hours long. )
So she picks up the remote and starts deleting. I stick my head into the Living Room 15 minutes later and she’s still going through the episodes, looking at the descriptions, trying to figure out which ones to let go. I came back into the room over an hour after that and she was still torturing over which shows to erase.
I had a thought so I went to my TV set and checked something. Then walked back into the Living Room and said “Hey, good news! Both these shows are available On Demand. They have over 100 episodes available”.
Her response “But the episodes I recorded have special bonus scenes.”
AARRRRGGGGG! I’ve been locked up for too long.
here’s my fucked up Sunday… it didn’t start out that way but here we go
my aunt is one of these people that when she has a social occasion with the “golden family” she starts prepping the day before which irks me because I know its just a special performance so she can get a pat on the head
Well about 5 pm is when things took a shit …
Well We’d forgotten that the gifted Omaha steaks (and yes they were as a good as advertised) we were having today was eaten up a month or two a ago so there were much swearing and gnashing of teeth … Well she has a target card and target was having a holiday sale so she decided to go there
But my aunt has two flaws 1. she cant do almost anything socially alone… I don’t know why but shell wait days and weeks to go to the store because "I hate going by my self " and 2 her refusal to learn how to use anything technological beyond pressing the off and on button
Well both of these foibles came back to bite her in the ass because she will not learn how to use uber on her phone … .when she wants to use it I do it on the PC for her
Well since she didn’t want to go by herself she invited her frenemy who has a host of “quirks” that could fill up a pit thread by themselves but it’s her neurological condition that plays in yesterdays fiasco
So she comes over and I order uber for them to go to target and right after the ride is confirmed my PC does a windows update that takes about 2 in a half hours… meaning I can’t use the PC for the ride home … so there waiting in target which is being overly careful and is just an uncomfortable place to shop atm
Well, aunts friend goes outside to wait for her since she’s done shopping and getting nasty looks from staff for “hanging around” but doesn’t realize once your out you can’t go back inside … and I’m trying to download uber on the tablet so I can call for the ride home … after uber gets over technical difficulties it downloads …
now remember what I said about my aunt’s refusal to do anything technical because its too hard? well she can’t/won’t find the message with the uber code on it so I can open the uber account and call for a ride … but she figures her friend will help so she goes outside to find her and friend isn’t there …
now whats alarming is friend has a problem where she gets dizzy and passes out where ever shes standing and since aunt is worried she’s running around the store looking for her because security guard said she didn’t see her leave … and aunts now outside looking for her and can’t find her and it’s been an hour since shes last seen her
So aunt decides she walked home and does the same thing … it’s about a mile in a half and shes loaded up with groceries … took her about an hour 20 to get home but the kicker? apparently, while she was waiting for my aunt the security who said she hadn’t seen her leave … warned her about loitering and friend tried to argue and hang around but security guard threatened shed call the police if she was still there when she looked again so she went home on her own
well aunt called me to call friends hubby and let him know what’s up and while I was talking to him she walked through their door
So aunt gets home and is in a bad mood all evening while we’re getting everything shiny and the bbq grill cleaned her and friend hash out what happened this morning
But the funny thing is when I had uber resent the code to verify the account is hers on her phone it works perfectly … so yeah Sunday sucked … today was pretty good the golden family was only very mildly obnoxious and the food was good so it was pleasant today…
I completely changed out 4 of the 7 litter pans today. My senior, IBD, hyperthyroid kitty is busy turning one of them into a chemical waste dump with especially odiferous waste.
Amazing how much stench can come out of such a small butt, isn’t it. My Tiny Apex Predator can lay out the most amazing stinkbombs sigh
Bloody students! No, you haven’t been added to any coursework upload links for your language assessments because you failed to respond to three specific emails plus a couple of general reminders to tell us what you planned to do. Don’t wait until a couple of hours before the submission deadline to come whining to me that “nobody told me I had to” and trying to blame my team for your failures.
I hate periods, and I’m supposed to have two more years to go.
Yeah, it’s mini.
Nava, mine’s been going on for over two weeks now. 
I guess I’m going to have to go to the damned doctor. I turn 50 this year, so I’m already figuring this must be menopause. From what I’ve read so far, that means I’m basically going to fall apart like the one-hoss-shay and have to wear diapers the rest of my life. I went on a bit of a crying jag yesterday, which is so not me, but it’s been a bad month.
Hey Ladies
Here’s the thing that no one warns you about. You will always read that your periods may become irregular as you start to reach menopause. So I thought - that means I’ll start getting them less often, it’ll be 5 or 6 weeks instead of 4 weeks, then I might start missing them completely then eventually they’ll dwindle down to nothing.
But in reality they started coming two or three weeks apart. Then they’d disappear completely for several weeks, then the two week cycles would come back. This went on for something like 7 or 8 years, seriously. I thought I would never reach the other side.
Now, with all that safely in the rear view mirror, I can’t understand how I put up with periods for 40 years. It’s awesome not to have to deal with that anymore.
AND the massive bleeding ones with extra cramps and clots. So much fun.
I hate my life. We spent the entire day getting my work computer re-imaged and I still have to do a fuckton of reconfiguring and setup. And what happens within half an hour of the IT guy’s leaving?
My thermostat dies. AGAIN. So I am without A/C. And the HVAC service, which I thought had 24/7 emergency, apparently doesn’t even though its website says it does.
I may not be recommending them anymore, unless they can give me a really GOOD reason for this. Reduced service because of COVID may or may not be a good reason, depending on whether I get any sleep tonight.
Great. Now I have to worry that my irregular periods might be the beginning of menopause and not just my IUD wearing out. 
I used to have pain where I couldn’t get off the floor. Then menopause and I’m thrilled… Til I notice the forgetfulness, the aging, and total lack of desire.
And the forgetfulness. 
You must really like the forgetfulness. 
It’s humid here, and in the 80s. Turned the thermostat to “cool” and … nada. I slowly realize I have not seen a compressor at the new house. (I’ve barely lived here two months, and it was snowing one month ago.) Oh, shit. There is no AC at all.
Did not sleep well last night. Am debating setting up camp in the delightfully cool basement for a night or two, but even three sleeping bags one on top of the other don’t make concrete very comfortable.
I’m gonna have to break down and buy a window unit, aren’t I?
In other bitches, the light in my lava lamp burned out. Carefully unscrewed … the bulb from the socket! The adhesive failed, I guess, but now I have found no way to get at the socket part itself to fish/twist that part out.
I’m sticky, and underslept, and now my lava lamp can’t be lit up. Waahhh!!!
Morgyn,** purplehorseshoe**, I hope you guys have some electric fans!
Are you actually in Texas? In which case you’ll probably need a window unit.
Somehow, I thought you were in upper Midwest somewhere - in which case you might consider a bed for the basement. WAG more-or-less the same cost (depending on how good a mattress you need), and no running costs.
The basement in the family home in MN stayed cool all summer long - I used to sleep down there when working the night shift picking peas/canning corn.
Deep breaths; think of happier times. Pull the ‘Chance’ card that reads:
Go to Calm. Go Directly to Calm.
Do not rip DVR out of the Entertainment Center
Do not Approach Niece with Face Contorted with Rage