Earworm winner:
I know someone who tried to become one. His bride looked up at him (that’s about one foot up) and said “honey, I know it’s our wedding, but we’re having it in my hometown. Let me handle it.” He closed his mouth and said “ok, but then I get to come choose your dress.” “Ok.” and that was that.
I think I want to see a pic of the dress 
I’ve known several, but my social circle includes a lot of the local historical costumers. Crazy is not limited to either gender.
I have a new power? Cool. Sorry, didn’t mean to do it to YOU. Just let me have the contact info for Cell Phone Bint, please.
Ugh. I hate it when people drink alcohol in public and hide their drink bottles with a bag! Come on, everyone knows what you’re doing! If you must drink alcohol in public, do it properly and hide vodka in a water bottle instead. Sheesh!
So you’re saying you would rather not buy stuff online?
Actually I’m with you, I’d much rather go to a store. BTW, how does he buy groceries? Does he order them online and wait two weeks to have dinner. Seems like a great diet plan.
It is, or was, a law in some places that you couldn’t have a visible container of alcohol in public. That’s where the custom started. Nowadays, drinking from a paper bag seems to be a statement “I’m boozing it up right here, right now, I’m a really fun person!”, which is the opposite of what it started out as.
Not that I’m supporting the coworker, even though I have a strong preference for online shopping there are people who don’t and thus we have a choice but…
Online groceries can usually be delivered within 24-48 hours or my personal favorite is I can set up an order for a special event weeks in advance and it all shows up just when I need it.
The key thing with Clueless George being “this is my opinion and despite every social clue, repeatedly telling me outright to stop and even complaining to our management about me, I’m going to keep trying to bludgeon you into agreeing with me about inconsequential shit.”
Hope he never runs out of toilet paper and has to wait 24-48 hours for it to be shipped from wherever he orders it online.
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Larry, Moe and Curly: I don’t know which one of you damn furballs had taken a dislike to soda cans, but stop knocking them over! Luckily, I had moved my laptop - well, my employer’s laptop - just out of harms range. I am thankful my Kindle is in a good case. I have had to toss three soda soaked books away and my lovely antique end table now has damp stains. This started a week ago, no known cause. Well, they’re cats. They don’t need a reason.
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Mom, I know what kind of car I want. Yes, it is made here, despite being a foreign company. The Ford you want me to look at? Made in Mexico. Yes, Mom, I know everything I read on the internet may not be true, but those are the facts. No, we don’t need to go wander the sales lots on a Sunday, I can pull up their entire inventory online. Magic. Same place where I learned about foreign cars made here and Ammerukan cars made elsewhere.
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I have my freaking review on Thursday for work. The reviewer? I trained her in a few years ago. As line staff, I liked her. As a supe? She drank the Kool-Aid. Granted, no raise or anything is involved, but I hate reviews. They should be simple: Have you fucked up egregiously in the past year? What did you do fabulously in the past year? Have you thought about harming any co-workers or clients? Done.
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Child, I know you don’t want to grow up. Bummer. You know I’m super stressed about money. I have no idea where I’m going to come up with money for a car payment, so we’re cutting back. Period. You have a job, make pretty decent tips, start saving it because you’re going to need it. There will be no Mom helping you out when she can barely help herself out. Quit whining about what other people have and be happy for what you do have.
My son is moving today and has a very long drive ahead, so of course the cat bolted and cannot be found.
I hate it when someone I know and respect takes a complete asinine position despite all evidence to the contrary. This morning one of my Facebook friends told me that child hunger in America does not exist. His evidence for this was that kids in the U.S. don’t have scurvy. I gave him 11 cites pointing to research studies that indicate child hunger not only exists, but is a huge problem with a significant impact on child development, and he says I’M refusing to look at the evidence. All of the hungry children at the organization where I work are going to be quite dismayed to find out they don’t exist. :mad:
Does your FB friend not understand how one gets scurvy?
There’s plenty of food in America. Even the homeless and poor have plenty of food- providing they know how to mine the many resources.
BUT, just because there is plenty of FOOD does not mean kids eat right. Hell, many adults, even with plenty of funds- fail to eat right. Kids are at higher danger.
What’s needed is better education, however.
I did a one month study where I ate only “free food”. (I figured out what was available and ate only that. Only to a small extent did I take advantage of the resources. This was when pressed “No, take it, it will only go bad if you don’t take some!”). No danger of “hunger’. Danger of boredom and poor nutrition, yes.
Food stamps. I figured out what this would buy. If careful, and cooking at home, this would just about get me thru a month.
WIC. (not included in my monthly meal planning)
Second harvest Food bank.
Churches ( several churches handed out a food box, once a month, plus staples. In a average month I found I could get : 5# of beans, ditto of rice. Bananas, apples, govt cheese, a 25# bag of onions, ditto of potatoes, and all the day old bread I could carry, this last courtesy of Trader Joes*). This really helped out with the Food stamp food.
Lunches at the park: two sources, one had PB&J sandwiches or ham & cheese, plus fruit and a bottle of water, hot coffee or a juice box. The other had bean burritos, +. I want to emphasize that I did not take this for myself, but I allowed similar cheap food to be added to my month.
Also apparently dinner later at the shelter (I never went for that) and breakfast on weekends.
But parents need to know how to find all this bounty, how to use this, and the programs need to continue. They also need a place to cook and store all this, and time to cook it.
- this last is what I did take some of, since they insisted, but I left a cash donation.
Good on you for going to those lengths to understand the reality of poverty. Kind of reminds me of what that journalist did in ‘‘Nickeled and Dimed.’’ Was your study published? I’d be really interested in reading it.
I agree a lot of people are not aware of the resources available to them. Also, keep in mind you are one person. A lot of these families impacted by hunger are feeding one or more children.
Ow. Dammit. I cut my thumb while opening a can of chickpeas. Then I managed to get vinegar in the cut. Owwwww… whine
No. I was on a homeless project for work. The question came up about food, some argued the homeless had plenty others said not enough. So for one month I ate as if I was “on the dole”. Mind you some things I had that the homeless dont always have were a fridge and a stove. Also, decent teeth.
Food stamps increase for a family and when in line for lunches, each person gets one. Etc.
Here’s a sample meal- repeat over & over.
Breakfast: large bowl of cheap no-name cereal. Plenty of instant non-fat milk*. Banana.
Lunch: thin cold cut sandwich on generic wonder bread- except for on the week you got day-old stuff, then for a couple of days slightly stale good Trader Joes bread. Apple. Juice box. More milk if you like.
(School kids get a decent hot lunch, generally, if the funding holds up)
Dinner: 2-3 corn tortillas with rice & beans. A oz of cheap cheese each. All the onions you want.
To add to lunch or dinner: microwaved or boiled potato. A little bit more cheese.
Plenty of instant non-fat milk.
Salt & pepper, hot sauce, etc as needed.
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Certainly filling.
Would you starve? Certainly not. Not even be hungry.
Notice the lack of high quality protein? Fresh veggies? Fiber? (Apple and banana gives some)
But you know, I should do this again, take out my old notes and publish. I have had things published before.
- the milk and cereal are fortified and sometimes the bread, thus no easy to spot vitamin deficiency diseases. Juice box usually has Vit C, as does the apple. No scurvy.
You used to be one of my favorite posters. :p:p:p
Its good that we are friends!
Well, dang. Did kitty come back?
Lots of sympathy!
DrDeth, I admire your very thorough sounding research, but another thing that is needed for foodstamps is some sort of address or contact info. Or it was back when I was homeless. Hunger is very different when you are homeless. No stove or fridge makes things much harder. I had a car, but many homeless people have no way to get to food banks and if they got there, they had to carry the food on their backs.
Shelters are always full, you can’t count on them for a place to eat and sleep. I had a cat, lots of homeless people have pets. Pets are important to someone who feels alone and lost. Pets aren’t allowed in shelters. Shelters are terrible places, so many homeless people refused to go there for many reasons, including the pet problem.
Shudders at the memory of that terrible year. I now carry dog and cat food samples (free at the grain store) and pop-top cans of stew in my car to hand out. I also give money when I have it. I don’t care if they spend it on booze or drugs, having been there, I understand how it would be nice to have a full belly and something to ease the pain.
I am so lucky, so blessed. I have a home. I have a job. I have pets who get regular vet care. I have a front loading washing machine. (Having that means that I have access to water and power. It means that I have extra clothes. It means that I had enough money to spring for an energy and water saving device, and that I have the luxery of being able to worry/care about that.) Millions if not billions of people would give anything to trade places with me.
AWK! Sorry.
My Crazy Neighbor Lady just got taken away by an ambulance. Her daughter called the sheriff for a wellness check. I was outside when the sheriff knocked on her door and kinda hung around because she wasn’t answering.
Not that I thought she was going to be arrested for anything, she’s an old woman who lives alone. When she opened the door, I started to wander back inside to give her some privacy, but the sheriff called me by name and asked me to come over. Not surprising that he knew me, we both work for the County. He called me by name several times when we three were talking, then asked CNL if she knew me and what my name was.
CNL knew that I lived next door, but couldn’t remember my name. It was on the tip of her tongue. Sheriff quietly asked me if CNL seemed to be acting normally and I had to tell him that she wasn’t. She seemed very confused and was hunching over and not making eye contact with us as well as seemed worried that the sheriff was going to arrest her for something.
I now have her keys. I’m conflicted about this. I have no reason to have access to her home, she doesn’t have pets and I’m certainly not gong to go in and check for broken pipes or spoiled food. CNL doesn’t have my phone number, so she can’t call me to come and pick her up from the hospital. But…it seemed to ease her mind.