Pretty tantalizing post. Do you really hate us all so much that you’re going to leave it at that?
I won’t shed many tears if it does.
How much longer is the public going to have to hear about Kapernick?
I mean enough is enough
And this is why I’m glad I’m not longer on Facebook. I had no idea who Kapernick was until I wikied his name and learned about the whole national anthem kerfluffle. Zero surprise to see people dividing on ideological lines. A villain to the right, a hero to the left. The whole song and dance has been done before. It’s so played out.
This is my first time in life seeing a professional athlete with no skills cause controversy which lets you know his days are numbered in the NFL
I went ahead and upgraded to the HTC 10 phone. It’s great except for one detail that’s royally pissing me off. Another Og-damned non-standard charge/data port. Which matches absolutely none of the other non-standard data cables in the junk box. So when I decide I need a spare in the car it’s off to Amazon again.
What do we need to do to get whatever agency has the authority to mandate that all phones have a standard connector to get busy and accomplish something?
ps. Well eff me running. I just looked it up and it’s USB Type-C, supposedly the new standard. Still pissed, but I suppose I’ll get over it.
That’s what I meant by ‘days off’, but yeah, some people even get paid holidays. In the US, of course, I say ‘some’. In other countries I’ve lived, even relatively low-status jobs have some kind of paid leave, and statutory holidays are paid no matter what kind of job you have, and double or triple time if you have to work them in some instances. Probably due to union action at some point in the past.
Au contraire, I LOVE you guys. I’m just living on borrowed wifi and a cell phone. I’ll be sure to share details when I’m back in the Land of the Free Wifi and Laptop. 
You must be very young. Or even less attentive to sports than I am.
Tim Tebow comes to mind…
What controversy was he involved in?
I’ve finally had to ‘unfriend’ someone.
I take a weird pride in that I’ve got a wide variety of people on my Facebook friends list. Ron Paul people, Trump people, Hillary people, Black Lives Matter people, Christians, Hindus, Muslims, Jews, Atheists… all good people who mean well in their own ways.
But you only get so many passes.
Crazy-ass woman, you substituted at an Orthodox Jewish school and microwaved a pepperoni roll in the staff microwave. And then proclaimed Jews to be better than Muslims, because they grumbled and bought a new microwave instead of beheading you. Because that is totally what any rational person of any religion would jump to.
But cool, you know. You get a pass because we’re all kinda rednecks. I was raised that way, too, ignorant about anyone outside my race and culture. Most of my high school was like that.
Most of us outgrew it.
So, a truck full of pennies overturns and shuts down the interstate. Her reaction? ‘Down in Jew-ville, some little schlemiel’s dream has come true’.
Nope.
Holy shit.
Damn.
Yup, best to lose “those people”*.
- “those people” meaning “bigoted asshats”
My one regret is not doing it sooner.
No more one pass rule.
And if this lady was still in teaching, I’d be letting the district know, too.
My daughter has been living with us for the past couple months while she relocates from Virginia to Pittsburgh. It’s been great having her, although going from a two person to a three person household has been trying at times. She started her new job and is now actively apartment hunting. All [del]is[/del] was good.
Yesterday at work I got a phone call from my 22 year old son. I last saw him 3(?) years ago. He lives with his mom in Florida. We text occasionally. I sent him money for a car last year; he’d finally gotten his license.
So, he called from Arkansas asking if he could come visit for 12 days. He wanted to leave asap, as in now. I found a flight leaving in a few hours that was about 5x what I expected money-wise. Luckily for me, the seat sold while I completed the info.
So, he’s in the air now after sleeping at the airport (who knew they had an airport in Arkansas?). We are rearranging things here and setting up the air mattress we have for emergencies. This is an emergency. I was worried about why he wanted to visit all of a sudden, and was thinking of some pretty awful possible explanations. Turns out he was in Arkansas with his gf visiting her family and they broke up.
Gonna be crowded here.
I just wish sometimes I could turn off my emotions. You know?
Like, “That shit isn’t going to serve you here, put it away.”
Sometimes I would give my eyeteeth for the ability to just not give a fuck.
I don’t know how to do that. But I do have a psychology book called Fuck Feelings. I should probably keep reading that.
I never, ever, ever want to leave my house to go on vacation again. Or, more succinctly, I will never, ever, ever go on vacation with relatives again. Other Half and I travel extremely well together, but having spent the last ten days with people who do not share our priorities* I just don’t ever want to do that again.
We knew going on the vacation that we disliked OH’s cousin’s husband, but we didn’t know how positively insufferable he’d become since their move. Setting aside the fact that he does absolutely nothing around the house to help out (he insists that his job is to make money, hers is to take care of everything else, which is fine as long as you’re not making things more difficult, like waiting until the kitchen is clean then cooking yourself a big snack and leaving the dirty dishes everywhere, or leaving beer bottles piled up all over the floor), within a day, OH was keeping a list on his phone of all the awful things husband was doing in case we ever get called as witnesses in a custody case. Things like swerving all over the road while driving 180 k/hour, saying EXTREMELY inappropriate, sexual things about his wife to OH (seriously, who thinks anyone wants to know sexual details about their COUSIN???), and yelling at the kids and calling them names. I picked up quickly on the casual emotional/verbal abuse (I’ve been in the counseling field for over 20 years and have done a lot of work with families where there’s abuse going on), but it was the driving after drinking with us (including his kids) in the car, and driving over three curbs, that put me right over the edge and led to the aforementioned confrontation. The confrontation included him insisting he wasn’t doing anything wrong, and that he wasn’t worried about me having to call to report him because the beer he drank was small and he would never endanger his kids. :rolleyes: After the confrontation he went out of his way to be super saccharine sweet and play ‘best husband/dad in the universe’ which in a way was even worse, but so stereotypical for an abuser. He actually tried to HUG me while I was telling him that he was an abusive prick. :smack:
The night before we left, cousin had a long chat with OH and expressed her frustration with us, and actually defended her husband (after spending much of the vacation talking about how unhappy she was and discussing the various fights they have had) and his behavior. She said she felt threatened by my pointing out that I was a mandated reporter, and said that that statement was a direct threat against her and the kids, not her husband. Thankfully I was not involved in this discussion, or I would have pointed out that it was her husband’s behavior that put them at risk, not my status as a reporter.
She’s not going to leave him. The kids are going to grow up with this fucked up model of a relationship, where the man lays around drinking and the woman cooks and cleans and takes care of the kids and never says a word back when he insults her, and with a father who yells and belittles everyone around him. It’s going to play out as yet another generation of their multi-generational dysfunctional family (both come from abusive homes, though I question the veracity of his stories since he lies about EVERYTHING).
At least she knows that she has a safety net if she needs it.
[sub]* When we set a time to leave the house, that doesn’t mean consistently leaving an hour later. Also, feeding the kids literally constantly is going to result in lots of potty breaks, so maybe we should either not feed them constantly, or we accept the fact that your bad decisions are going to result in adding two hours to our drive time. They’re not newborns or toddlers- they can go a few hours without food. And I know dogs who can hold their bladders longer than those two. [/sub]
Pepperidge Farm recently updated the software for the invoices.
They made the font HUGE for the invoice number, quantities, and subtotals on the document.
They put the final totals needed for actual billing in boldface.
Then the idiots took their bolded total lines and shrunk the font down to a size smaller than their line items, making it difficult to actually find the numbers one needs to receive product or pay them.