IIRC, there’s no need to get authorization. It’s some sort of federal code/law/mandate that prohibits landlords/HOAs/whoever* from saying you can’t have a satellite dish. Something about not forcing you into one service provider when you have the option of several.
*Which isn’t to say that lots of leases and HOA agreements don’t say you can’t get satellite, or need permission, but that’s because most people (including the ones writing these leases and agreements) don’t know they can’t do that.
My rant: $1900 to fix my fucking car! And there’s still shit wrong with it! Though nothing that was supposed to get fix, I guess. Though I would have thought fixing the balljoint and tie-rods would fix my alignment and my car pulling to the right…guess I was wrong about that.
Well. The plumbers finally came during lunchtime, and turned the water off.
Turns out it was just a toilet overflowing. BUT the sewer line is plugged up. That water that went everywhere? It was overflowing out of the drain line.
Now it’s FOUR O’CLOCK and the carpets are still soaked, and nobody here from maintenance vacuuming it up - !
I reckon they think it’s just going to dissappear on its own? If I get sick and die, I’m coming back to haunt the building owner. Stupid git! :mad:
I pit myself for being too scared to make a fucking decision. I applied to graduate programs. I was accepted into two. I clearly prefer one of them by a mile. But I’m afraid to accept their offer in case SOMETHING comes up in the next two months that might make me change my mind. I cannot think of a SINGLE THING that would make me change my mind right now. But, I’m too scared to make a fucking decision. (granted, I’m signing away the next 8 years of my life…but really. I am NOT a ditherer.)
If I remember right from the last time I had an apartment facing the right direction, they can’t tell you no if you have space that’s yours to put the dish onto, and it only applies to little dishes like DirecTV’s. So, if they tell you you can’t have a dish on the balcony, you can tell them to get bent. If they tell you you can’t bolt it to the side of the building, you’re SOL.
(As an aside, I was in the latter situation, and went so far as to try rigging up the dish indoors. The windows were opaque to the wavelengths satellite TV uses.)
One of the myriad electronic devices in this room is emitting an extremely high frequency tone that’s giving me a mindbendingly painful headache. I can’t figure out who the culprit is, but I sure as hell hope it’s one of the repair computers that will be leaving soon. Ouch, ouch, OUCH!
The HOA rules and guidelines state clearly that I am allowed to have a satellite dish installed, but that there are restrictions on the location and size - like I can’t have a four foot diameter dish installed on my front lawn unless that’s the only way I can get reception. I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to have any problem with someone coming along after I have it installed and making a fuss.
The guidelines say I can have it mounted “in the ground or attached to the unit” but then later say that attaching it to the roof requires HOA permission. DirecTV says it needs an unobstructed view of the southern sky, and my unit is the northern half of a duplex, so it seems like I’ll need to have it mounted on the roof.
Turn everything off, one device at a time, until it goes away. That way you’ll at least know which device is causing it.
You might think that you’re not allowed to do so, but they’re not allowed to give you a headache with their electronical toys, either. It balances out.
The news channel here keeps announcing the “Inauguration of Barack HUSSAIN Obama” Yeah I live in the Middle East is that the reason they stress his middle name?:dubious:
Unfortunately, at the time we not only had an OS update happening on one box but there was also an intricate three way transfer of about .5 TB of data between a USB drive, a network drive and another computer going through the router–if I’d gone ahead and turned anything off it would have fucked up about five hours worth of data transfer. There are many days I wish I could be as clueless about computers as many other people have the leisure of being. :smack: I really feel like hitting the circuit breakers just to see if it actually would stop–at this point I’m feeling like Ray Milland after he gouges his eyes out, but he can STILL SEE!!!
I’m pretty sure it’s not the router, we just had to powercycle that a while ago. The CRT monitor was a likely culprit but it and the oldest computer have been off for a while. I turned off the ceiling fan in case it was a bearing going bad–no love. Turned off the speaker system–nada. I’m beginning to wonder if I’m imagining it. People used to look at me funny when I refused to go into certain stores because they always had that horrible high pitch whine right inside the doors and it would feel like somebody putting an ice cold knitting needle right through the base of my skull. Ouch.
I detest the commercial featuring Sarah McLachlan and her grating song *Angel *which apparently raised big bucks for animal rescue. How proud McLachlan must be.
I suppose the idea of feeding hunger American children or increasing public awareness of the abject poverty in the U.S. doesn’t rate next to the urgency of feeding the fucking stray dogs and cats and giving them a cozy bed in upper middle class America. Plus, I just hate the anthropomorphism in these commercials. Cats and dogs don’t have human emotions for fuck sake.
I mini-pit the 73 year-old client who walked up asking what holiday we were closing for on Monday. When I told her “Martin Luther King, Jr. Day” she muttered, “Oh, that. I don’t see what we need a holiday for him for, but that’s the way it goes.”
I looked over at my Obama sticker on my daily planner and wondered if it was just too blatant if I chose that moment to spread it out.
I hereby invite anyone who uses loose as the word lose to die in a fire. I’m usually very lenient (barring good natured joking) on spelling and grammar unless it’s unreadable but loose/lose makes me completely stabby, I just saw it on my University’s web page!
The one salesguy that actually still comes in is a computer idiot (but has to have the newest gadgets). I emailed him the three new flyers. He called me and wanted me to send them to again, because they were the wrong order. DUDE - save them and reattach them! He didn’t know how to do that. ‘There’s no option for save!’ ‘Yes there is’ ‘It doesn’t say save’ ‘It says open, print, save as’ ‘It says save to disk!’ ‘THAT’S THE SAME THING!’ ‘Well, I’ll try it…’ GRARGH!
And then we have one customer who does not get it… We’re trying to send them a sample of this new product. The product has a label that’s smaller than a business card AND has a hole in the middle for the display. They keep sending us artwork that 1) Is completely the wrong shape (after we’ve sent the correct shape and exact size to them) and 2) Has about 50 logos (which will end up being little blurs after I get them to fit). And they don’t speak English, which doesn’t bother me, but makes it hard for my boss to get through to them (that and apparently THEY JUST DON’T GET IT)
My boss. Oh, god, my boss. I had one working printer. He bought two more - one came with parts falling off and a piece broken off. I say we should return the damn thing. He wants the warehouse guy to repair it. But the warehouse guy hasn’t repaired the ten or so other printers I’ve given him because the part we need (damn inkhead) costs as much as the printers. BOSS! Repair the printers, stop buying new/used ones! Or listen to me when I say we need to find a different model! I’ve even given suggestions.
Peace Corps, WHY DO YOU KEEP PULLING THIS SHIT WITH ME?!
In September you asked for proof of my French classes. Since I’m taking them through a private group, not a school, I got a statement signed by my tutor in lieu of a transcript. I faxed it to you and got verification that it was received. I specifically remember this because I had never used this fax machine before and was afraid I had put it in upside-down.
Today, I get an email from World Wise Schools program saying they can’t register me because I have a hold on my account. You call me back 4 hours after I leave a message (and 30 min before you go home) to tell me the hold is because you want proof of my French class. You claim to have never received the original letter. I LEAVE IN FOUR WEEKS, WHY DID NO ONE MENTION THIS BEFORE? Oh, you’ll check to see if someone else remembers getting it, but it won’t be today because you can’t be bothered to do anything that close to leaving time. So I won’t find out anything until tomorrow, and that’s if I’m lucky. I bet you’ll call while I’m at work and can’t answer too. I already had my last lesson today and do not want to drive 50 min to get someone to sign something because you can’t keep your paperwork in order.
Well, aside from the fact that Sarah McLachlan is Canadian and doesn’t owe American children (or pets) squat, her wikipedia entry indicates that she has done, in fact, more than you ever will in the fight against poverty:
And there’s this and this.
My personal peeve is people who bitch about other folk’s philanthropic choices but somehow have avoided selling their computers and forgoing internet access in favor of distributing largesse to the orphans starving outside their doors.
