Why is that EVERY time something is shipped to me by Fedex I get an email that says
“The estimated delivery time window for your shipment is no longer available. You will receive an update if the time window becomes available.”
I hope the shipper is demanding their money back every time the package is late!
We scheduled a maintenance person to come today to do some work at the house, and we were given a 1-5 pm window. We had an appointment this morning and came home at 12:15 to find the maintenance guy pulling up to our front door.
I hope you invited him in for lunch before he turned to…
I sent a coworker something to review two days ago. He just decided a few minutes ago that he wants something totally different, which isn’t going to happen because I already have a million other things to do today, and I’m not working tomorrow.
Someone else keeps emailing me about a project that’s stuck. I’ve already told her I don’t know when it will happen, and there’s nothing else I can do. We’ve been here before, so you’d think she would have caught on by now. I hate getting pointless time-wasting emails when I already have too much to deal with.
This isn’t really a rant; I’m just wondering if anyone else experiences stuff like this. After far too many breakdowns during seasonal temperature extremes, management finally decided it would be a good idea to hire a company to service our HVAC system. (Today, they were in checking the heat, so the building smelled like burning all morning.) Every time this service company shows up, their technicians inevitably bring ladders that are too short to reach into the drop ceilings, resulting in their techs standing on the very top of the ladders (you know, that bit that’s labeled “NOT A STEP”) to perform their work. Our safety manager makes a point of confronting them about it every time it happens; he’s even gotten to the point of making them understand our company safety policies before they begin work, and offering the use of our company’s ladders so they can work safely. I thought he was going to get into a fistfight with the technician he confronted this morning; this tech actually got into a shouting match with our safety manager.
This is why I haven’t touched the office fridge in 12 years. I set my sandwich in there one morning, and found it encased in some kind of goo at lunch. XP
I finished training someone this morning only to find this afternoon that the first person I trained this year has been let go. No idea why.
My office is somewhat small; the only place to park an extra chair for visitors is on the opposite side of my desk. Unfortunately, due to the pair of large monitors on my desk, this means I can’t see people who sit there. Most people will either stand in the doorway or perch on the credenza; a few will grab the chair and move it to a better position. However, a surprising number will resort to practically sitting on the floor, despite my assurance that the chair can be moved (I even installed little slides on the legs so it won’t snag the carpet). Is it asking too much to expect grown-ass men to move an available chair instead of wallowing on the floor?
There are ladybugs everywhere.
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I left my window open today so the cats could sit in it. When I came home it was covered with ladybugs. :mad:
Waitaminute, when did the presence of ladybugs become a topic worthy of a rant in ANY context?
When there are fifteen million of them crawling on your walls and ceiling.
The cat was covered in ladybugs? That’s a mighty mellow animal!
When they’re probably not ladybugs.
What’s the Difference Between Ladybugs and Asian Lady Beetles?
I was going to drop in and admit that life isn’t so bad. I’m coping with the surgeries and the recurring sinus infections and that bad hangnail. The dog got turned into a chew toy by The Mastiff Of The Baskervilles at the dog park, but she got stitched up and loves the meds. The car’s sounding a little funny since getting stove in by the uninsured Yakuza hitman who spoke no English, but it’s drivable. And our local bodega is going to stop carrying the cashew butter that I’m addicted to and as soon as I raised my voice, the MAGA-hat-sporting Iggy Pop look-alike tased me and banned me for life.
But, really, it’s not the end of… wait, what’s that? A ladybug? Oh, maaaaan, now life sucks.
Ladybug or Asian ladybeetle? If it’s the latter, then life sucks. If it’s the former, not so bad.
I had to fill out a health care questionnaire so the company can get new quotes. It’s an on-line system called Form Fire.
They want you to list every health issue you have ever had, along with dates and medications. Right, like I could tell the dosage of Vicodin I had when I had a kidney stone back in 1998.:rolleyes:
Another good one is the same questions asked about every condition.
Seasonal allergies?
Do you anticipate a transplant needed for your Allergies?
Umm, no.
I’m wading through a similar questionnaire to teach. The huge, clunky application is web-based, and I’m having so many glitches I’m calling myself the Dr. Grant of Higher Ed.
Hard to write happy, upbeat essays on each question when you’re fuming about all the time of mine they’re wasting.
We have a similar annual questionnaire that, if completed, grants us discounted office copays. It’s online, and when done it spews a bunch of “suggested lifestyle changes”. It asks what you’ve eaten for the past week, all medical procedures in the past ten years, all meds, pretty much everything but the color of your underwear.
While it doesn’t say it, if you “score” poorly, prepare for a flurry of phone calls wanting to “coach” you into better living.
Except. It cannot take into consideration of unlisted medical issues that cause you to score properly. So, for the past seven years I would be nagged with calls to improve my health. Every single call, I would request they stop calling, I was under the care of physicians, my weight and diet were side effects of my medical issues, STFU already. A week later, another call. It usually took 2-3 months of these weekly calls for them to stop… until next questionnaire time.
Over the past several months, my company…
…accepted an update of the computer system we use which greatly impedes the process we observed before.
…modified our phone system to a new, much more confusing option.
…modified our emails to be delivered to us, in the same program as our phone system, so that they could be more easily tracked.
…changed my workweek to three thirteen-hour days (Thursdays, Fridays, & Saturdays).
And after all that, was acquired by a larger corporation who’s first words to us are “Nothing’s Going To Change!”
Well, sure, because everything already DID change!
Thirteen hour workdays? Jeebus.