Or buy a tranquilizer gun and shoot him when he’s being a shit.
Probably wouldn’t have to do that more than once or twice, then…
“Do I have to get the dart gun?”
“No Honey, I’ll be good”
Unless he goes full Sea Captain on you and starts begging for one more hit of those sweet sweet darts.
Today’s rant, a definite First World problem: pretty much all the theater chains around here are changing to ‘recliner’ style seats. Oooh! Who wouldn’t like nice big comfy recliners?
Well, I’ll tell you: me!
The problem is that those chairs are sized to fit men of up to “average tall” height, and I’m a short (5’3") woman. When I sit in one of those chairs with the ‘crook’ of my knees right at the edge of the seat, there is a gap between my lower back and the chair’s lower back of at least 5 inches. This leaves me with three choice:
A) Sit with my knees in the proper place, and stay rigidly upright not touching the back of the chair at all. This gets tiresome.
B) Scoot back in the chair so my back touches, meaning my legs can’t bend properly down. This leaves my legs sticking out close to straight, unsupported and sometimes even touching the seat in front of me. This puts a lot of pressure on my calves, is tiring on the muscles of my legs that have to support the weight of my legs in this unnatural position, and makes it awkward when someone needs to pass in front of me.
C) Slouch down in the seat so my mid and upper back can rest against the seat back. This actually feels fine – for about 15 minutes. By the end of a two hour movie it leaves my back in agony.
Oh, there’s option D: switch between the three positions every time the current one feels so bad you think (optimistically) that one of the other two might be better.
I think I may have to stop going to movie theaters at all.
Don’t want to alarm you, but have you had a physical lately? With blood sugar tests? Because nerves itching/tingling in your feet is one of the common signs of diabetes.
JCWoman, are you married to my husband? That sounds a lot like a scenario that happened to us.
We were staying at a nice hotel, but unfortunately, a couple of rooms next to us were taken by some drunks. They drunked it up early in the evening, and then all was quiet when they went out to dinner. We went to bed, but then the drunks came screaming back at 3 a.m. and proceeded to have a rumble in the hallway. My husband called management to come and deal with it, but he was so enraged by the situation that he wouldn’t wait for the drunks to get bounced. He packed up and made me pack up and stormed out of the hotel and we drove three hours back home. I had taken a sleeping pill, too, and was having a miserable time trying to deal. I was also afraid of meeting the angry drunks in the lobby on the way out.
Thankfully, we were refunded our night’s stay and got an apology from the management.
It happened four years ago, but hey, it was in October so it can go in the October mini-rant thread.
On the fifth and final week of supervisor training. This week our class shadows supervisors at the processing plant from 3-11 pm… Last two days have been boring as hell. We just observe for 8 hours, and they obviously don’t want us there. “Brilliant” idea from the brains at the top, and a complete waste of time…
LOL! I like the way you think!
… except he’d definitely dart me when I’m being a shit. We do have an egalitarian relationship at least.
“My Husband and I tend to sleep a lot when we’re angry” 
FUCK CAR BUYING WITH A CROWBAR. JFC, I am so sick and anxious about all of it that I’m thisclose to pulling out my eyelashes one by one AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
I’ve been looking for over a month now. I’ve been told that my requirements are too specific for my price range (hi, I have dogs, vehicle must be dog-friendly since I’m their main transport). I’ve been told that I’m too picky. I’ve walked out of dealerships. I’m at the point now where I don’t care what brand it is as long as it’s AWD and gets me to/from work. And no, I cannot afford top-of-the-line, STOP TRYING TO SELL THEM TO ME!
I recommend a car buying service. You give them your specs, they find a car, and if it’s too far away they’ll bring it to you. The price may be take it or leave it, but at least you don’t get all those annoying sales tactics. At least that’s the way it worked for me the last time I bought a new car (1997). Also, you will need to arrange your financing separately.
Here is a link to some information about car buying services.
“JcWoman, how do you and your husband handle it when you’re angry at each other?”
“We sleep it off.”
“Oh my gosh, look at your neck. Are you doing heroin?”
Heh, I forgot about those programs. I know Costco has one, and I’m pretty sure BJ’s has one too. I always thought they were more geared toward new cars, which is why I’ve never expressed interest in them.
However, it seems that you need to know what make/model you want first. That’s my issue, LOL. I’ve only had 3 cars my entire life (I’m not counting that POS Lynx which almost got me killed back in the '80s – I didn’t even have it for 6 months) so my experience is limited. Most of my experience is with Chrysler…I mean, I’d love to have another Jeep but now they’re POSs too.
Um, yeah. I pulled up the BJs car buying page and they require you to know what make/model you want before they can help you.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK :headdesk:
Well, what can you pay a month?
Howabout we throw in the TruCoat?
Look at some basic requirements for the car you want. Price, size, etc. Then google all of the cars in that class.
For example. I wanted something:
With these requirements I was able to come up with four different hatchbacks. Then I went to each dealer and looked at them. Then I picked one, and took the best deal offered.
Since you are buying used (I think) you might need to be a little bit more flexible, but you definitely need to know what kind of car you want before you go looking. Or you could try Craigslist.
My complaint for the day is twofold. First of all, we have a huge event in TWO WEEKS and my coworkers are just talking, talking talking. There is a little talk about the event but mostly it’s an hour and a half of constant drone of chatting. It’s really getting on my nerves.
Part 2 is I am already sick of my pregnant coworker. That is all she talks about now - her pregnancy. What is it with pregnant women? I’m happy for her, I try to be supportive when she cries in my office, and I listen to all of her tales. But she’s not even three months pregnant and that is now the major topic of discussion.
kiz, do they have Carmax where you sre?
Well, since most car shopping sites don’t have “Dog Friendly” as a search option the AWD is going to be your biggest limiting factor other than price. So go to a site like cars dot com, and do an advanced search limiting it to only AWD vehicles and put in a max price. You should be able to narrow down your options pretty quick.
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Manager was in my place last week to fix a couple things and told me about what she has to do to get the stink out. I’m two floors above, and had to keep an air freshener in my kitchen sink cabinet, as the smell traveled up through the plumbing wall. All units have the same cheap eggshell colored paper blinds (they look nice from the street), but hers have turned brown. Nice management company, though, they helped her move to a different building with an elevator since she can no longer manage the flight of stairs to her apartment.
Yay!
I’m not sure if I should be sorry for distracting you, or glad that I made you forget your problems. Your posts are always a fun read, except for when they are sad new.
The motel problem has been straightened out. Apparently, the bitch I spoke to was a clerk in training who was trying to impress her boss by being efficient. When I called back on Monday and asked for a manager, the polite young man I spoke to said that he could get me a manager but maybe he could help me instead. I explained the problem and he looked our reservations up, said a bad word, apologized and explained that he wasn’t referencing me and transferred me to a manager. Said manager told me that the young man had already fixed our reservations and had only transferred me to him because he was the one with the power to lock our rooms so they couldn’t be moved and to lower our rates by $10 a room for the inconvenience.
All is good and we have our beer garden back 
Now to my rant: My BB is mostly gray haired and clean shaven. Lately I’ve been noticing longish glossy black hairs in his comb. I’ve been wondering if I needed to ask him if there was something he needed to tell me. I mean, I trust him and know that he’s a man of honor, but it was troubling.
Tonight I walked by the bathroom. The door was open so I glanced in to see our long-haired black cat standing on the counter while my BB combed his tail.:smack:
Your stories are just so unbelievable! You lead a charmed life for sure. How is Tony?