::heavy sigh:: So will I. Dammit.
But hey, how about those Flames? Never thought they’d make it this far. Go Kipper!
::heavy sigh:: So will I. Dammit.
But hey, how about those Flames? Never thought they’d make it this far. Go Kipper!
I am s-o-o-o tired of members of the Armed Services Committee who “would like to express their thanks.” The witnesses showed up. They had to. Senator Warner has done a reasonably good job (except for a glich where he didn’t want to allow questioning on Ratboy’s testimony.) We know that they are grateful for such an accomplished colleague blah, blah. They are wasting their six minutes! I’d even rather hear that jerk from Oklahoma than any more graciousness.
(Give 'em hell, Teddy…)
Please cashiers…
When you’re giving me the change from my purchase, don’t put the coins on top of the bills!
Invariably, they’ll slide off and one or both of us will have to chase them down.
Coins first, please. Thank you.
Then the bills… Thank you!
<sigh>
Gad…that was SUCH a lame mini-rant from me.
I can do better next time…I promise.
GrizzRich, that reminded me of another peeve of mine. I don’t know about you guys, but here in Calgary we have a routine that cashiers are expected to follow; take our money, give us change, then hand us the bags and say thanks. This is the routine at every place I shop. So why do the cashiers at Wal*Mart never follow it? They take my money, they hand me my change, then stand there looking at me. You have the bags of my stuff on your side of the counter, dillhole. Think you could pass them over to me, rather than just standing there looking like the gerbil fell off the wheel and has stopped supplying power to your brain?
I think they need to put a big honking sign there in bright, light-up neon that says WATCH FOR PEDESTRIANS. Because people don’t even look on that corner- if the light is green, they speed up and go, pedestrians be damned. I’m seriously considering writing a letter to the city asking them to do something about this, because I am afraid for my life every time I cross that intersection, and I have to do it at least twice a day to get to work and back.
The second worst corner to try to cross, IMHO, is at Lincoln and Colfax, because of the same problem. The people who are trying to turn left have a green at the same time as the walk signal. I can’t tell you how many times people have either nearly run me over or honked and cursed me out crossing there when I have the walk signal. Stupid City of Denver. Time the signals so everybody is happy, damn you! It’s not that hard! :smack:
I pit both myself and Compaq Visual Fortran.
I spent three whole days trying to figure out how to get the DLL working properly. It turns out that the DLL must be in the same directory as the executable or in the PATH. Of course, putting the DLL in the same directory as the executable doesn’t work in Debug mode, just in Release mode. So, after that being one of the first things I tried in Debug mode, I assumed that it wasn’t the answer and it wasn’t until quitting time today that I found out that it was the answer for Release mode.
My mini-rant is about people that just park anywhere. Like at my child’s daycare- it’s a very small parking lot with spaces clearly marked and efficient if people use them. There’s 2 entrance/exits and it’s so easy to move back and forth if the space is clear. However, some mental midget always always always parks right in that space where cars are supposed to get in or out. This fucks everything up and royally pisses me off.
I do NOT understand this obsessive need to park ascloseaspossible to the door. What makes some people think that they are so special and immune to basic tenets such as parking spaces? It’s like they pull up to the door and say, “Fuck it! I’m just gonna park right here.” Ugggghhhh!
This happens in all parking lots… a couple weeks ago I walked out of a Walmart (typical place for these things to happen) and there’s a woman sitting in a truck that’s parked in the fire lane, she’s RIGHT UNDERNEATH the sign. So, I walk up next to her truck and say to my son, “Nathan, what does that sign say?”<squinting> “Hmmm, NO PARKING AT ANY TIME VIOLATORS WILL BE TOWED blah blah blah” She whines “Will you stop?” heh. But she moved.
I hope you remembered your etiquette. When screaming at royalty, it’s “fuck you, your majesty!”
Kneeling is optional.
Ma’am, I’m not angry that your daughter peed in the store. Little kids don’t always realize that they need to go to the bathroom until it’s too late, accidents happen, and I’m fine with that. But for the love of God, tell me where the puddle is so I can clean it the fuck up, instead of making me hunt it down! If you have time to yell at your daughter for losing control of her bladder, you have time to walk up to the counter, tell me your daughter peed in the firetruck, and enlist my help in cleaning it up. I’ll help. It’s my job to help. But you have to tell me where the mess is.
And don’t change your daughter’s shorts in the middle of the store. We have dressing rooms for a reason, and that’s embarassing as hell for her, and probably a bit weird for the other customers as well. It’s a store, not a public restroom.
I hate my job. I really, really hate my job. I know that I am ultimately responsible for creating my own happiness, etc., but it’s not even possible to find a new job right now because I am 20 weeks pregnant and no one is going to hire me at this point. Yes, I know, it’s illegal to discriminate, etc., but it sure does happen. I have way too much paperwork, way too much driving, and basically I am tired and I don’t want to do this anymore.
A corollary to this is how much I hate the economy, especially the stupid housing costs where I live. I should be spending lots and lots of time with my daughter—these are the last few months she will have me all to herself. I should be able to take adequate time off after the new baby is born, too, but I doubt that’s going to happen because we just can’t afford it. I cry at least once a day about this (usually in my car because I have so much fucking driving that I do), but I am just really stuck and I hate it.
Thanks for the encouragement to rant.
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Those beds are for display purposes. This is a store, not a fucking playground.
I understand that you might want to sit down while your SO looks for the perfect sheets. Or that you might want to buy the ensemble that’s being displayed, and therefore have a reason to flip up the duvet or examine the pillow sham. But would it kill you to at least attempt to smooth out your buttprint, or flip the duvet back down? And there is no excuse for doing faceplants, running across the beds in your dirty shoes, or picking up the pillows and swatting each other with them. I am sick and fucking tired of seeing the beds ravaged, with the duvets half hanging off the mattresses and the pillows askew. And while you’re at it, if you decide you don’t want an item after all, at least put it back on a shelf, not on a bed.
I hardly ever see these things being done, just the aftermath. Which is just as well, because I would be fired if I objected to anything less egregious than the kids chasing each other atop the beds. (That time I did get away with saying “Excuse me…”) Yesterday, I came very close to yanking the bow out of a little girl’s hair and asking her how she liked having someone else mess with her stuff. No, you don’t have to tell me that that would have been a bad idea. I’m just saying. Someday, though, I’m just gonna pull all the duvets off all the beds and leave them on the floor.
(Of course I’m not. But damn, would that feel good.)
Dear Microsoft.
See that “Save” dialog where I said that my file should be called “blah.properties”?
I wrote that, because I wanted my file to be called “blah.properties”. If I wanted it to be called “blah.properties.txt” I would have said so. Stop doing that! It’s annoying as all fuck!
Time Warner Cable can kiss my ass. Fuckers. All I wanted to do was get HBO for the summer so that I don’t miss my beloved Six Feet Under. We don’t have digital cable, nor do we WANT digital cable, as all of the channels we like are offered on basic. After having basic cable for YEARS before digital cable came out, and being able to get the movie channels with it, I called today to ask about adding HBO. The woman says “Well, you know that you have to get digital cable to get that, right?”. What the fuck? No, I don’t. Who the fuck ever has to get digital fucking cable in order to get a fucking movie channel? It’s HBO, people - it’s been around a lot longer than digital cable in the first place. Since I don’t feel like jacking up my cable bill an extra $40 to get digital cable just to get HBO, I told them no. Now I have to find someone to tape Six Feet Under for me. Fuck. I swear to God, when we buy a house next year, we’re immediately switching to DirectTV. Fuck Time Warner. I tried to give them an extra $10 a month out of my pocket, but they’re not getting any of it.
Ava