Novembrants

The BBQ Pit
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Getting really tired of these people. My plan is usually to lead by example, but some of these people seem to have raised by…well not wolves. Wolves are social animals. Snakes maybe??

General courtesy, sometimes referred to as manners. Small gestures that you know others exist and have the same desires are rights that you do.

Today, we will bitch about motherfuckers in the gym! Specifically, the shower. The shower in our gym is small. It’s not a public gym. It’s a perk for people who work in the office buildings there. Only one person can shower at a time.

Now we should all know that when we shower, we get covered in water. And if we step immediately from the shower into the changing area before toweling off, that water, controlled by gravity, will fall to the floor and form a puddle. We may think that evaporation would take of that, but those of us with awareness know it would take hours for that to dry on it’s own. So for the sake of those without awareness…

DRY YOURSELF OFF WITH A TOWEL WHILE STILL IN THE SHOWER!!! It’s a simple thing, really. So simple that I expect everyone to understand it on their own. If you are standing in the shower, the water goes to the drain. There is a hook, right next t the shower, that can be reached without straining, where you can hang your towel.

If you showered and forgot your towel, you can stand there a few minutes and drip dry. If you left your towel in your locker and stepped out into the changing area to get, then once you have dried off, you can use that very same towel to dry the water on the floor. It’s not gross. It’s the water that was on you. If it’s gross, than you are still gross and need to go back to the shower.

The next time I come into the changing area and encounter your puddle, I will track you down, drag you back and drown you in it.

Next, we discuss your mildew stank:

122

Holy shit, y’all. Just … Holy shit.

I called New Guy’s son and my afore-mentioned bestie girlfriend from my work phone yesterday before I was getting ready to leave, to let them both know that we were ok, not dead or in jail or ignoring them, but that both our phones were off etc. etc. and that I could be reached during biz hours at that line.

The guy who sits next to me – who in an odd coincidence has the same name as my friend – overheard me, and quietly asked what was up, how much etc. He then handed me his debit card. :eek::eek: I stammered out something about how I couldn’t possibly borrow his money and so on but he pointed out that I didn’t ask, he offered, and that he didn’t like hearing that a kid couldn’t call his own dad.

He insisted. Quietly but firmly.

I got halfway through the call to the cell co. and made an executive decision :o and hung up. Power was more crucial, and a few bucks cheaper to boot for the minimum payment needed. I 'fessed up when I gave him back his card, since I knew he’d see the different co. name on his bill and I didn’t want him to think I’d used his card for fun money when he saw it didn’t go to AT&T.

He then insisted I go sit back down and get my phone turned back on.

I thanked him profusely, and even hugged him (I do not hug co-workers as a general rule) and wound up crying in relief and gratitude most of the way home.

Also I’m posting this from my warm home, with a functional kitchen and lights and everything. Thanks to all of you for your public and private messages of support. I think I’ve seen directions for a homemade version of the heating pads flatlined so kindly suggested (rice in a sock? sound familiar anyone?) and I might try that anyway.

And especially thanks to next-door-coworker, for being an impromptu guardian angel.

I assure you, good citizen, that if MY snake had raised them, they would be upstanding and productive members of society, with an abundance of good manners and a noticeable lack of stank, mildew or otherwise.

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Sat on Cookie certainly didn’t think it was.

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Yaaaay for happy endings!

Happy…developments. Whatevs.

Give your snake a hug for us.

SOME of us. Whatevs.

:slight_smile:

125

Yes, hurray for heat! Angels do walk among us.

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Dear Manager type lady at Panera’s:

Look-- the line at not quite 5 pm was not long enough to make me think ill of you or your team. Now, giving my order to 3 different people because you collectively seemed unable to figure out how to open a second register drawer with cash in it . . . that was irritating. But I’ll assume that it was a one time glitch and not hold a grudge, mostly. But quit apologizing because you are understaffed because the expectation was that the crowds wouldn’t show up until 5.
And related: (different chain, different time of day)

Um, really, when you keep telling me that the minuscule wait was because my food was being fixed fresh for me, I’m not impressed. Especially when I, in fact, am hovering at the counter because I’m waiting for my change, because I have this weird preference for buying my food with cash.

127

I work retail, my store has been undergoing a major remodel/renovation/restructuring thing since late July or August. (grand reopening scheduled for next week).

I’m getting really fed up with the people who respond to any attempt at sympathy/apology/(assurances that we’re almost done) with “It’s not your fault” mixed with nastiness, possibly including threats to stop shopping here, ill-will towards the new department . . .

I even have had at least one tell me that the store has never made sense to them in the past five years. (I had a hard time not rolling my eyes at that one. If the layout was that annoying to me, I’d have quit shopping there long since).

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I’m seeing a hand surgeon next week for a consult. According to the MRI I fractured my wrist without knowing it and consequently seriously tore a few ligaments in the process.

I’m a baker/cake decorator by trade and these next few weeks are our busiest time of the year.

No wonder why nobody is asking how I am.

129

OK lady, the word “meme” is NOT pronounced “mee-mee” and you sound like a frigging idiot when you say it. I never really liked you in the first place (you try waaaaaaaaaay to hard to get people to like you, and nobody asked to see the 15 year old pictures of you as a chain mail bikini model), but that just sealed the deal.

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We’re supposed to get nailed with snow, starting tonight. IOW, today is the last day to get yardwork done.
Lawnmower would not start.
Cleaned the gutters and put up the Xmas lights; the last string was a foot short. I could have gone back and adjusted the other strings, but I hate hate hate ladders.
Went and bought a new shovel - me and everyone else in the Twin Cities metro area. Damn, they’re pricey.

I’m happy as hell that winter is coming - I’m one of those people. Just wish I had more time to prep.

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I don’t know; from the way you describe her, it sounds like EVERY word is pronounced “Me, me!”

132

I’m hyper from prednisone. My brain would like a break (i.e., sleep), but my body is all whacked out on the meds for my asthma and would like to take up tap-dancing wall-climbing or something. It’s the damndest feeling and really annoying if you have to get your ass moving the next day.

Here’s hoping the Ativan I took kicks in soon…

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I had an interview on Friday. Which is a not a rant. The annoying bit is that the interviewer had a really weird blind spot. The conversation went like this:

Him: “So, you’re working in security at the moment, for X company?”

Me: “Yes. It’s a 0 hours casual contract though, and I’m not being offered many shifts, just the odd one at the weekend and evenings, so I’m not planning to continue if I get offered this position.”

Him: “Hmm, that may be an issue. You see, this position will include weekends.”

Me: “I’m aware of that, but that wouldn’t be a problem, I don’t have to give any notice for that company, and I intend to quit my previous position immediately, it’s not an industry I’d like to continue in.”

Him: “I see, I’m just a bit concerned there may be some compatibility issues if you’re working late shifts there. And we really do need someone available at weekends.”

Me: “…”

He said he’d let me know on Monday if I was successful. No call yet. I bet it’s because he doesn’t think I’d be available on weekends.

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So, you’re not available for weekends?

:smiley:

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Coming down pretty good here now. We’ve had the gamut though: rain, sleet, snow. So get your cleats out as it will be icy.

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Filbert, this is a day too late and one dollar too short, but next time you run into someone like that, forget your manners and go chirpily telegraphic. Dude was so worried about the weekend thing that his attention span was reduced to that of a 5yo in need of potty.

“You see, this position will include weekends.”
“Not a problem at all!”

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I actually did reply something like that, but he just gave me a funny look and noted something down… Probably that I was a) not available weekends, and b) delusional.

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Ditto, so far. About 2" of snow, then an hour of sleet, now back to snow for the past couple of hours. We’ve shovelled once, no plows through yet.
I will save my asshole snowplow driver rant for later today, when he comes through JUST as we finish shovelling again and plow us in. He always smiles and waves when he does that.

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Should we start with gym clothes…or your wardrobe in it’s entirety?

OK, mildew starts when you have wet things sitting in an non-ventilated area. It probably started when you washed your clothes but left them for a couple of hours before putting them in the dryer. That’s plenty of time for mildew stank to occur. Or maybe you need to clean your washing machine.

If you have mildew stank on clothes, and you wear these clothes to the gym, and then you put mildewy, sweaty clothes in your gym bag, then your gym bag is going to reek also. Especially if you do not take the gym clothes out of the bag as soon as you get home.

In any event, the stank is awful. And unless you have permanently lost your sense of smell, you have noticed it to. Have you at least noticed that people generally stand a couple of extra feet away from you? Have you noticed that wrinkle their noses a little, turn their heads to the side?

This seems to be a guy thing. Don’t notice to often with the ladies. So guys, lets go over a few things.

Clean the washing machine. Run the machine with bleach and hot water only every now and then. With a cup of vinegar if it gets too bad.

Do not let your clothes sit in the washing machine. This is crucial. If you let them sit, the mildew will return. Remember! Wet + no ventilation = mildew!

Wash the gym bag. Most gym bags are machine washable. Wash it in hot water with some bleach. Do this regularly.

If people back away from quickly, take this as a sign that some action is needed on your part.

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I pit the same thing I pit every November.

Three words: Macy’s Day Parade.

It’s the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. If there is a “Macy’s Day Parade”, it consists of the shoppers near Herald Square on Black Friday, although Macy’s has joined the list of stores that now opens on Thanksgiving Day.