(Old) It's the heat AND the humidity in the MMP!

Tonight’s shift was mostly quiet, except for … okay, two things.

One was a woman who got 2 pizzas yesterday, and called tonight - a solid 25 hours later - to complain that one of the pizzas had the wrong toppings.
We certainly can refund, or make a new one, but policy is you bring back the wrong one, so we can see what went haywire.
She said “It didn’t taste right with that chicken on it!” and we were basically, like, “Um, so you ate it?”
“YEAH! And I want my money back!”

Bitch, how you gonna return food you ate yesterday?

The capper was, right after we closed I made myself a quick little roll snack. Couple minutes later, I feel a little tickle under my shirt. Figured a crumb fell under my collar or something.

Reached in & down and pulled out A LIVE BEETLE one of those little June bug things. Yelped so loud they probably heard it three blocks over.

{ sobs }

Y’all, there was a damn bug in my boobies.


One of the nice parts of having an absolutely crap memory is things like tonight when I got home.
Totally forgot that I set up a little pot roast in my mini slow cooker right before I left: beef chuck, plus carrots and onions, red wine, and Worshershersher sauce.

Was slightly nonplussed to walk into an empty house that smelled of lovely warm food cooking … and then was just delighted.

Just gotta boil up some egg noodles, and I am gonna dig in!

ETA: screw cooking noodles. I have fresh bread. Good 'nuff.

Oh, yeah, and we opened a fresh box of ketchup packets (not the squeeze kind you get at McD, we have the “good” kind that’s like a little tub, you can either squeeze or dip) and about a third of them were completely empty!

I posted a pic to Book of Faces, with a caption along the lines of, “It was someone’s first, or last, day at the ketchup factory.” When I made that joke at work - as we were staring in disbelief at the pile of empty ketchup thingies - someone quipped, “Probably both.”

I do, too. I’ve always said he was born on both feet. He’s smart and sensible and even-keeled. (I swear we really are related!)
Uh-oh. Laptop is about to die.

It’s terribly hard to nap when someone is licking your head.
Never the less, up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to First Heaving.

“come for a raid on an Orc fortress, stay to watch Gurthag the Destroyer fail his saving throw verses the affection of 30-50 hogs”

“the beatings will continue till morale improves”

Yay for being alive!

It happens more often then you’d think(I have an unoppened, empty Yuengling can). Sometimes the conveyer doesn’t advance, either somebody gets a double helping, or the floor gets a snack.

When SenBoy was three, we went to a park and there was a man with a praying mantis on his hat, and he was holding the hat. Several people were looking at it from a safe distance and we went up to see.

SenBoy looked at that ugly creature and couldn’t look away but also couldn’t look at it either. He was in front of me and as he stared at the monster, he reached back, without breaking eye contact with the insect, to make sure Daddy was still there. Daddy was indeed there so all was well in the world, even if there were bizarre, alien-like creatures taking over the universe. If only life were so simple now.

We are cleaning today, and I get really stressed. I like putting things away, but I hate deciding where “away” is. Worse, as SenWife works from home and as we live in a small apartment, she’s there adding commentary to the process, something stressful for all involved.

Morning, mumpers! It’s 17c/62f with a predicted high of 26c/78f and sunny. Weather app tells me that “This weather is fucking awesome. Sort of like a random stranger letting you know about an upcoming fucking speed trap.”

I’m afraid I’ve been somewhat absent this week, and am trying to catch up on 150+ postings in here so I’ve skimmed but will have to go back and read properly when I’ve got a bit more time. It’s been very busy at irk for lots of reasons, there are things going on that have made irk much more irksome than it ought to be, things have been delayed and folks are generally stressed and unhappy.

Last week we successfully released all our final year results so students can graduate, apart from a couple who were problematic but have now been fixed so that’s all good. Big sighs of relief there, graduation goes ahead (our School’s is on 18th July) and it should all happen according to plan.

Yesterday we released most of the results for continuing students and smelly stuff hit the rotating breeze-inducer. One student with a history of bitter complaints about everything didn’t get her results because there was an issue about academic integrity that needed to be resolved before we were able to post her results. She emailed a couple of times then her mother rang us, didn’t let us get a word in, wouldn’t shut up long enough for us to remind her that we can’t talk about her daughter’s results without daughter’s written permission (which also has to come from daughter’s uni email address, and include the number we can call back to), and all the time we could hear daughter shouting and screaming in the background. We got the head of dept to do a zoom call to them both, managed to get to the bottom of the AI issue and eventually released her results. The daft thing is that she’s already applied for extenuating circumstances extensions on four other pieces of work that mean she isn’t handing those in until August and she can’t proceed to next year until she passes them in the first place.

Then we had a postgrad student who came to the office pretty much hyperventilating because his results hadn’t come out yet. He ranted about his pending PhD applications to places like Yale and Harvard, and how we had handed him a death sentence because he wouldn’t get funding without his results…So. Much. Drama! We checked his results ourselves and although we can’t tell him anything, we know he’s got good pass grades on everything (and still has his dissertation to complete) so now we’re just waiting for the grovelling apology for his behaviour.

Of course, the reason we can’t release a lot of stuff is all down to the academic staff and their marking/assessment boycott which has caused untold problems for us and will continue to do so because the teaching unions haven’t called it off yet.

If you got this far without passing out, thank you for reading my rant :slight_smile:

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 74 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 93 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. We shall head over to the church house this mornin’ so as I can deal with candle duty and other stuff. Then we shall be bears who brunch at Newk’s which shall take care of the main need to feed for the day. Afterward, we shall return to da cave for quality cee-mint pond time, nappage, day drinkin’, sloth, and general overall uselessness as is our wont.

Cookie glad you woke up and are at home. Like others have said, use the pain meds and stay ahead of the pain.

BooFae glad you survived the week. I am sure the PSWSLNS have been very helpful.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, once again, bother of bothers, I suppose I must purtify and don appropriate attire for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. This is three days in a row. Why am I bein’ punished so!

Happy Firday Y’all!

This is why I love my family practitioner - she’s a PA-C and she talks to me and listens to me! She explains stuff - what a concept! Granted, I don’t have any extreme issues (yet) but I know if something is beyond her, she’ll consult or refer without hesitation.

You need to embroider this on a pillow!

I was up way too late last night. FCD has been watching Game of Thrones and while I don’t really pay attention, it’s on while I’m in the room, so I catch bits and pieces. DANG, do those people have issues!!! :open_mouth: Between the beheadings and the poisonings and the whoring and the incest… that’s quite a show. Anyway, it was nearly 11 before I dragged my carcass back to bed, then I woke around 5, of course. But critters have been tended and I’ve had a PB&J on 12-grain toast, and caffeination is ongoing. I need to be at the orthopedist office by 8:15.

After I’m done with them, I’ll meet FCD at Daughter’s school to help him. He’s designing a network layout for them and because the building is laid out oddly, it’s not straightforward to get certain measurements. And it’s weird, because the view from the top is a rectangle with an octagon at the end, but inside, the hallway is at an angle, leaving several oddly shaped rooms and storage areas. Anyway, apparently it’s a 2-engineer task.

So I guess I won’t be stripping teak today as I’d planned. And so it goes.

Happy Firday!!

I can think of worse places to find a June bug. Or half a June bug.

I wonder if her pizza had more June bug than she preferred. They are an acquired taste, you know. :grin:

I’m sorta losing confidence in a lot of our systems nowadays, medical is joining the group. I’ve bored everyone with the disaster during my cataract surgery and still only have half an eye, while the surgery folk hint I was partially responsible for “moving” somehow during the procedure. But yanno… I kinda thought an anesthetized patient would be removed from any responsibilities by a surgical team. Once they put you under shouldn’t they assume responsibility? What do I know, just a member of the great unwashed masses I guess.

While on the subject, Cookie, glad to hear everything went well, and hope the meds do their job. I can’t tell whether opioids kill the pain or just make me not care, but they’re a godsend sometimes.

Yeah, I know the feeling somedays. Sorry it’s happening to you and friend(s).

As to my kiddo’s apartment where [Bad Thing] happened, I’m headed there today to repair some stuff, and put up a solar security camera outside the front door. Wife found out yesterday that the complex doesn’t allow any external installations by residents, and the oh-ficial documents say they’ll take it back down.

But I’m not in the mood to cooperate right now, and reminded wife that the apt’s maintenance staff was so useless and incompetent I had to repair the toilet valve, rerun the dishwasher outflow, and fix the W/D connections because the diddling dipshits didn’t know how. So I’m taking a big ladder and installing the camera waay up high and they can bite me. I know damned well their useless and lazy workers ain’t climbing up there to remove it - and with solar power it will run for quite a while on its own. F 'em I say.

Last month we went camping with the required cooler of brewskis, and discovered several of our 12-pack’s bottles were only half full. Sealed, capped and tasted fine, but I wondered what had happened at the Heineken factory that day. Messaged a pic to BIL who recommended I contact their embassy and explain that leaving 'Murican’s in the woods short of beer could cause an international incident. Might have to kick these scofflaws out of NATO, yanno?

Good morning.

It’s 56F and cloudy outside, with an expected high of 80F and mostly sunny skies by early evening. The sun should fully bust out around 11:00 a.m. today. I am grateful for the somewhat lower temps.

nellie, you did the right thing, and I hope you get some real answers from the doc. I second BBBoo’s advice about writing down your questions and taking notes. Hopefully, they booked more than 20 minutes for this slot.

Cookie, I’m glad all went well and you’re back home. I hope you managed to stay on top of any pain too.

As our lily mentioned, the medical profession doesn’t seem to take women’s patient concerns seriously. Sometimes, the female docs are worse than the men docs. Once in a while, one can find a good medical professional, but it’s pretty rare. And, the older women get, the less inclined the medical professionals are to listen to them. I’ve watched this happen for years with my mother, and it’s very frustrating.

I’ve had a bad feeling in my gut all this week, and the hair on the back of my head kept standing up. As usual, my gut was right on. My daughter informed me they are flying to Missouri on the 26th. They haven’t received a serious offer on their house yet, but they are heading out. I hoped they would be here at least through my vacation, but that will not happen. I am not looking forward to sharing this news with my husband. He’s secretly pissed off about this whole thing, so it will be a rough weekend for me because although he won’t be nasty with me, he’ll be pissy about every little annoyance, and it’s hard to live with that sometimes. Sorry, I know kids move away, but it’s still sad to see them go, especially to Missouri.

Well, it’s finally Friday. I may take a few hours today; it depends on some stuff for work. I’ve reached full burnout mode, and I’m just TIRED. Thank goodness my vacation starts at the end of the month. I want to go to the nursery and get more plants, and I need to go to Home Depot and pick up some pavers. I also need a couple of planter boxes and yet more soil.

Well, onward with the day. Today the kitchen is clean, so I can chill a little more before I head upstairs to start working.

At the Dr office. I was taken back on time. Waiting now for the PA. Wonder how long…?

I know what you mean. When my daughter moved back to Florida, I hated it. I’m lucky that she saw sense and came back. Sorry you have to deal with a pissy spouse.

Morning, kids! Couple little meetings today, but nothing too demanding. Supposed to be scattered thunderstorms, so that’s cool. I have a date coming up to visit this evening. She’s an enthusiastic fan of my cooking, which is really restorative to my battered psyche - I love cooking for people and rarely get to do it now. I’ll be making yakamein - my personal twist on it is homemade shoyu eggs (softboiled eggs marinated in soy sauce and mirin) instead of plain hardboiled.

Hurrah! Rest well. <3

Big same. The first time I had post-surgery narcotics provided, I was too utterly destroyed to appreciate them. The second time, for a much more minor surgery, I was like… Ohhhh, this is why people get hooked! This stuff is great!

Strong agree.

Is that better or worse than a bee in your bonnet? A bug up your butt?

Okay, but isn’t this exactly the experience Fox Mulder recounts in War of the Coprophages?

I often regret that I didn’t get the ‘college campus’ experience after high school, but… Jeez, maybe I dodged a bullet.

I’m sure they’ll miss you too. I’m not much of a kid anymore at 33, but moving away from my parents last year was still really, really hard.

My daughter is also 33. Plus, I won’t be able to see the grandkids that often. Ah well, time marches on and so does life.

Morning all, happy Fried ay. I’m so glad because for a short week, I surely feel fried.

Cookie, so glad to hear you’ve been sprung. You go careful now.

Shoe, I’ve found many a surprising item that found it’s way into my bra. Popcorn bits are the most common but I haven’t got room for a Junebug. Something I should be grateful for.

The news is mostly good today. Yesterday, I picked up my order of organic blueberries from a local farm and am scheming on what I’m going to do with them. I also got word that my application for a low-income housing apartment has been approved. That means I can have my own kitchen despite money being very tight. Now, I need to figure out how and when I can get moved in as cheaply as possible.

On the bad side, my boss yelled at me yesterday. I try to ignore it because she is very tightly wound due to Covid hurting her business, etc, etc. At least I know that I’m not really the reason she yells. But not looking forward to irk. But heading out to a club race at oh-dark-thirty tomorrow. It will be good to see these friends.

You all have a good day.

Morning all. Woke at 7am to the sound of a sit-down lawnmower next door, I appreciate the new neighbors trying to take care of the place but 7am people! Expecting Tru-Green to be here sometime today to aerate my yard, so will have little chunks of dirt to deal with in the coming days. Otherwise not much planned except to retrieve the garbage can once collection has been made (delayed a day due to 4 July).

nellie, just because he is a “high qualified doc” doesn’t mean he knows how to deal or communicate well with patients–hope you get your answers soon.

boo fae, I can’t remember having much drama about my grades…sounds like you should hire some members of the soccer/rugby teams to act as bouncers…

shoe, I still think you should send some of those stories to Not Always Right, they would fit right in. And

Damn lucky bug…

Real Fish, glad Dad is ok, might be the adrenaline that had him rather upbeat, might be different today. And good on ya for telling nephew those things; it really does help.

Sensei, nice story about SenBoy and the mantis. I remember seeing one in my parents driveway when I was a kid and just watching it, fascinated, as it slowly crawled over to the plants.

You ought to read about the Medici’s in Italy in the 15th/16th century. Some of their conduct was no better (or less perverse).

Yankers, hope the camera stays, no telling what the complex will do. And glad you survived with short rations of beer…

Taters, hope husband settles down, know he’s unhappy about them leaving, but that’s what folks do and he needs to adjust.

Niner, hope things get cooking well on the date (wink, wink, nudge, nudge)…

Vroom, good news on the apartment, wish I was close enough to help with the move. And yeah, hopefully the boss will apologize today, don’t bet on it, but maybe she’s calmer now.

OK, need to break fast and maybe do things (or not). Have a good Firday all.

That new faucet we got Saturday is leaking under the house. Another Friday waiting for a plumber. And we have plans this afternoon.

fishy, the seatbelt dinger could be from weight shifting (that I could understand). I keep the passenger seat one buckled because I put my lunch bag, purse, dog etc on it and don’t want to hear it all of the time.

I’m surprised that the weigh scaler station didn’t catch the empty ketchup packs if there were more than a couple shoe. Any industry that I’ve worked in that sold goods by the case like that had sensors on the conveyer or a weigh scale station to make sure that the case weight fell within tolerance.

Yay on the apartment and your own kitchen vroom! Does your new place allow pets? If so, you may be able to get your boo back if the medical expenses aren’t too high for you.

Up, caffeinating, a load of sheets / towels in the dryer, clothes in the wash and fixing to do KP. After that, I’ll head to the dealership (send good vibes for what little of my sanity is left, considering that I’ll be listening to the dinger the whole gd way), then pick up provisions. The rest of the Friday chores will be moved to Saturday.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

A bit of a FUBAR day, dealing with all the on hold packages from the businesses and people who decided to take the whole week off.

If I could keep a certain sociopathic chaos generator away from the yarn…

I had to read something during Banana Time, ya know.