This in turn reminds me of a friend who was enthused about an upcoming video game, “Day of Sex”, which turned out to be the more mundane “Deus Ex”.
Barrack Obama - I had long ago decided to vote for you, so it isn’t necessary to call me three times today to ask for my vote. I’m also not going to go out and knock on my neighbor’s doors and remind them to vote.
My last pair of jeans bust the zip this morning about two seconds before I had to walk out the door for work. And I have no other pants that aren’t already busted (but at least my interview pants still have the zip & a safety pin works in place of the button). So now I have to go and buy a new pair of jeans, at somewhere between $50-$70 (yay for fat chick clothes prices), when I hardly have two cents to rub together because hubby isn’t working and I’m the sole income provider.
Granted, I’m not on the borderline of poverty but I was trying to avoid spending money that wasn’t for food or bills, especially because we’re having to shell out for hubby to get his passport replaced.
I wish to rant about the fact that authorities recognize no such verb as “to falute.”
People call my department, asking to speak to another one. I transfer them over. Five minutes later, the phone rings. “I got transferred to wherever and I got voicemail.”
Well, then, you leave a message. I can’t conjure up somebody to answer the phone for you when you’re trying to reach somebody who is nowhere near me. They have voicemail, they will get back to you. Or you can try back again during business hours – though I understand if you forgot any time difference, otherwise I hate you.
I had Solzhenitsyn’s “Gulag Archipelago” stolen from work (I had been leaving it in the communal kitchen to read on breaks under the obviously erroneous theory that no one would be interested in a book about Communist Russia). People are not only weird, but they’re annoying, too.
Omegaman, I’m sure we have some kind of auto glass cleaner here. I’ll go find it some day soon, now that I know it exists and it does a better job.
I’m all about truth in advertising.
Besides, this is my first multi-page thread and I’m buzzed about that.
Roddy
You should be happy about that. Mine always peter out after a page or two. Well I’ve only started a few threads so what do I know. You know what else, while I’m in here I wanted to say I like your moniker. With that and some of your posts in the past it gives me visual of you that just makes me smile. thanks, Roddy .
Yanno - if you’re doing something illegal, especially if it’s something illegal and that could be, say just for an example, forbidden by your work place policies, and even more especially if it’s something illegal, forbidden by work place policies, and a potential hazard to the public, you might not want to yak on your hand-held cell phone in front of the ten riders on your bus.
Sure, most of the people on the bus aren’t going to care. But every so often you’ll get the malcontent, with time on his hands, who doesn’t give a shit about being perceived as a crank - who will follow up the complaint.
Even though the frigging bus company’s web based complaint submission process is broken.
Garmin, come get me.
My wonderful husband, knowing my shitty sense of direction and my frustration with getting lost, gave me a Garmin Nuvi 200 for Christmas. Then we received a gift we couldn’t use and exchanged it – we decided to get a second Garmin for him, identical model. It’s worked out pretty well, coordinating things so we could meet places, etc.
Now it’s time for the annual updates. Husband went to Garmin’s web site to look into it.
Seems they want $70 for a one-time use code to download the 2009 updates. For us to update each of our GPSs, it would be $140. These devices cost about $225 each.
Fuck them, I say. Fuck paying $140 for two identical downloads of the identical information to two identical devices owned by a married couple living under the same roof. Bite me.
My husband sent them a strongly worded e-mail to which he expects no response. If he gets none, we will be telling everybody we know not to buy a Garmin. SEVENTY BUCKS?
Whether they believe Xenu is the hero or the villain, it’s still an integral part of a wacky belief system.
I hope you do get results. This may sound odd but I hope you sent them proof that you are under the same roof.I don’t see why they would refuse if you did.I work for a new car dealer and when people lose their keys there are strict guidelines I must adhere to for the safety of keeping my job and more importantly the safety of my customers. It’s not really quite the same , but I hope you can see the similarity well enough to know why they might want to be sure. It’s only 70 dollars but a car costs only 20 to 40 thousand dollars. When selling things it boils down to the same thing. Money lost.
FWIW, UNEX is a manufacturer of warehouse storage racks. And here I thought it might be an operating system :smack:
I know casale media is not supposed to be spyware, just an advertising annoyance, but I am tired of their stupid unsolicited windows constantly popping up on my computer and needing to be deleted.
die
die
die.
I’m starting to fucking hate lawmakers, legislators and regulators. The fuckers are so far fucking removed from reality not even Captain fucking Kirk has enough warp to reach their fucking planet.
Here’s a fucking newsflash, fuckers, one-size-fits-all is for fucking socks, not business.
Yeah, I’m fucking pissed off. Trawling through yet another dumbass, myopic, ballnumbing, snotcurdling amendment bill has made me a tad fucking fractious.
Fuckers.
We haven’t sent proof, but we can easily do so. Unless you mean that we already registered both devices with the little registration cards that came with them, so they should know. But we could send them a copy of our marriage license if they want, and a photo of us standing in front of our house holding our matching Garmins as we wave a one-fingered salute.
snarl Stop fucking acting like I’m doing you a favor when I’m just doing my job. Also, stop hovering around waiting for me to do your mockups. Fuck you okay? The smarmier you act the more I want to delay and delay and delay on doing your work. Just get back to your desk and do your job. You’ll get an email when I’m done.
Ooh- semi related: I’m not a receptionist. I’m not an A.A. I’m not a personal assistant or a secretary. I handle many communications-related tasks for my boss and my department as a whole, but answering the phone for him is not one of them. I have my own extension, but I don’t encourage anyone to call it*- I use the line for making calls OUT so I don’t clog up the office line, and I’ve encouraged the communications lady to reassign it since it is a waste of resources. Our phones suck, so I can’t transfer anybody, but I’m more than happy to look up the right extension for anyone who calls looking for someone in another department, and if it’s someone from “outside,” I encourage them to call me back if the new number I give them is wrong, so I can find somebody to help them. I do this because even though it’s not specifically my job, it is my job to step up and help the whole school run smoothly, not just my department.**
That said- GRRRRRRR! There is a person in another department who seems to get her jollies by calling MY DESK PHONE (see above) when she wants to talk to my boss. He has his own line, and I’ve explained multiple times that I can’t transfer her. I’m also not going to walk into his office and hand him my phone when he’s in the middle of another call or a conference. If you call him, he is a master of phone multitasking and will end his other call if it’s casual (man likes the phone) or switch over to you for a moment to find out what’s up. Or, wonder of wonders, if you call his extension, you can leave a voicemail that will actually get listened to in a timely manner.
It would be different if she would deign to talk to me at all- I can solve many of the problems that she calls about, but no- “can I speak to Bossy McNiceman?” and then when I say, “sorry, he’s speaking to someone- you can leave him a message at extension XYZ” or, if he isn’t busy (in which case I will just bring the phone to him) “Sure, and, for the future, his extension is XYZ- that’ll get you through right away” She just blows me off. And then does it again! Either she’s OCD and somehow got it in her head that my extension is the one to call to got Bossy McNiceman, or she’s playing some sort of power game with me, for no apparent gain (since we are in totally different spheres, and I’m a relative newb). The third, and perhaps most likely possibility is that I’m being used as a pawn in a complicated game of phone tag, which would explain why at least half the time when Boss calls her back (within 90 seconds, generally) she doesn’t answer.
A small annoyance, but it cropped up again last week after a long hiatus and it’s been nagging at me.
*I do most of my work via email, adn I give anyone who needs to get in touch with me my work cell. I can go weeks without checking the voicemail on my landline.
** what I mean is- I never say “that’s not my job.” I do my best to help out, especially since I have a handy-dandy list of misprints from the campus directory (compiled by my predecessor and added to by me) along with the correct extensions for the people I get the most requests for. For some reason many other departments don’t do this, so I suspect that there are people who just call us because they know we’ll help, not because they have a problem related to our area. Oh well.
Well hey now! Just trying to be helpful. I should have just kept my “helpful advice” to myself. Live and learn.
No! That was very helpful advice! I wasn’t trying to be unappreciative of your advice. I mean to say that if sending proof of us living at the same address will get them to let us use the same code for both our devices, we will gladly send it – but they just seem so greedy that I doubt it will. We’ve already registered them both with the little cards that came with them, so I don’t know what more they would want.
My aggravation is directed at Garmin, not at you, Omegaman.