Oh man, I hate those hook things on hangers. If I have a shirt hanging on one of those hangers, it always snags when pulling the shirt off the hanger.
And while we’re on the subject, my wife has an annoying habit of buttoning the top button on my shirts when she hangs them up. I hate having to unbutton the top button when trying to get a shirt off a hanger. But since she’s doing my laundry I can’t complain. (But if I’m doing my own laundry, top button stays unbuttoned when hanging up shirts!)
For what it’s worth, buttoning that top button helps the collar and yoke retain its shape correctly. I do that with all my dress and polo shirts.
Yeahuh. Also, how will the shirt stay on the hanger without the button to close the neck hole around it?
Understand. BUT… When my (now) wife moved in, she replaced ALL off the good ole steel wire hangers with plastic.
That’s fine, until you need a good sturdy piece of wire to bend into a shape to do something. The things have many uses, sort of like duct tape.
While we’re on the subject of hangers, I am continually astounded (and infuriated) by the ability of hangers to get tangled up with each other. It only takes two of them to do this, to the point where one has to use both hands to untangle them.
That is extremely true.
Hyper true, even.
Ugh, it’s already started!
Today my phone rang. It was a local number, but not one I recognized. No identifying information. I let my answering machine pick up.
This idiot woman starts babbling away about joining her Christian group “for the children.” I couldn’t really grasp what they were trying to accomplish, but being CHRISTIAN and about THE POOR CHILDREN seemed to figure big. She went on and on, and I finally just picked up the phone and said, “Take me off your call list and stop wasting my time. Ktxbye.”
Jesus fuck. I don’t call them unbidden and drone on and on into their answering service about the marvelous aspects of being a non-believer! Believe what you want, but leave me the hell alone!
Number blocked.
I take any clothing I have with drawstrings and sew an X on the rear center of the “tube”, tacking the string in place. (Make sure to get the thread through the drawstring.) You can still pull both ends of the string to tighten the garment, but that string ain’t going nowhere now. You’re welcome.
Pointless and silly, but…
When I go to a busy place of business (such as Starbucks) and notice some guy in the parking lot forty feet away coming from a different angle, just a shade closer to the door, so it would be awkward if I stepped up my pace. Then I inevitably get stuck behind him in line. And nobody else comes in for the next ten minutes. Meanwhile, the guy always has a complicated order.
Argh!
It’s absolutely confirmation bias, with me never remembering the dozens of times I breezed on through, but all the while the random guy is there placing his complicated order, asking questions, changing his mind, and probably paying by travelers check, I am grumbling silently.
Then it’s my turn and everything is OK.
I was going to say something similar. You are my hero!
Spoken like someone whose sewing paraphernalia is set up, ready to go and far better organized than mine! It’s a wonderful solution, but for my haphazard lifestyle, fast, clumpy knots are far more likely to happen.
I admire your approach all the same!
This afternoon I spoke with an adult at work who had made a point of voting for Trump in November. On Wednesday I asked him if he heard of Trump’s inauguration; he responded that he didn’t honestly care what he thinks and he only voted for him because he’s Republican. Inside simmer and boil!!!
Handrails on stairs (maybe this belongs in the "stupid product design thread) - I’ve reached the stage in life where handrails are increasingly important, but I find too many where, if you fold your hand round to slide your hand continuously, the supports are so angled as to rap your knuckles as you go. It’s not always obvious in advance - and why should I be the one to do the checking? That’s the designer’s job.
Trying to look at one of my retirement plans.
The message is 'Our team is busy upgrading your website so we can keep providing you with the best experience possible.
We expect to be back up soon. We apologize for the inconvenience, and appreciate your patience.’
upgrading your website
clears throat emhem - It isn’t MY website It’s YOUR website. And next up, considering how many people use this, you should have a parallel system running for updates, so YOUR website does not go down.
it’s been one of those mornings where everything I’m trying to do on a computer gets cut off at the pass.
Yeah, if it’s MY website, then where’s my cut of the profit?
My local train station has stairs from the main waiting area down to the platforms. It also has escalators coming up from the platforms, but none in the opposite direction, going down.
It’s unbelievable the amount of people who ignore these escalators, instead choosing to walk up the staircase, obstructing my way as I try to walk down to the platform. Especially when they’ve just got off the train I intend to catch which has invariably left by the time I reach the platform. Surely them taking the escalator would be a better option from their point of view as well as mine.
I need the exercise, and I can usually get up the stairs much faster than the escalator takes me.
Sorry I made you miss your train.