I’ve noticed that every time I’ve had reason to use a Windows PC. I don’t know why Windows has such totally weird “gee let’s just extend that selection a bit” behavior, but the Mac doesn’t do that. Or not if you mean the thing that I’ve experienced at any rate.
Cinna-Twists. 
Man, I so went through that same thing. Try rubbing some catnip on it. It only costs 5 dollars. :smack:
I thought of that, but the kittens are only 6-8 weeks old, and I don’t think kittens that young are affected by catnip. In fact, I read somewhere that it can be dangerous for them until they’re about four months old.
Working for Subway many years back I would daily hear “How long is a six inch sub?” or “What is on a turkey sub?”
You want to know what is on a turkey sub!!! TURKEY! Turkey is on a turkey sub! With a slab of ham on for good measure! Don’t you dare ask what is on a turkey and ham sub!!!
I started a thread one time about how much I hate those little signs posted everywhere asking you to clean up after yourself. My point was that anyone who is not already inclined to clean up after themselves is not going to be motivated to do so by an obnoxious little sign. Not many people agreed with me.
Whoa, hang on. If you’re a Subway employee (er… sandwich engineer? what do they call them?), then you are due for a counter-gripe on this subject.
Subway posts these yummy-looking pictures of specialty sandwiches, presumably to save time ordering. So when I say “Give me a Southwest Chicken Sub sandwich”, why do they have to ask “What do you want on that?” Um… all the southwesty chicken stuff in the photo? I guess it’s chicken and cheese and sauce? You’re the sandwich technician, why are you asking me? Are you new? Did you get low marks in sandwich-ology?
Then they must die.
I guess I just assumed that was Subway’s gig, that you can get what you want. Sort of the opposite of finding out what’s on it so that they can hold onions if they are on there.
I will agree the “how long is a 6 inch sub” question is kinda dumb through.
From my past experience as a frequent buyer at Subway, I assume that they want to know what condiments/extras you want, or possibly don’t want, on it. Yes, the “subway engineer” knows that the Southwest Chicken Sub comes with chicken, cheese and sauce, but some people don’t want lettuce, or pickles, or onions, or green peppers, or hot peppers, or various other options.
Living on my own since my wife died some years ago I’ve become a fairly decent cook.
I hate it when somebody tells me “Oh you don’t do it that way”
Yes I fucking well do and it suits me just fine, it also tastes pretty good.
Now piss off and leave me to it
mano a mano does not mean man to man. It means hand to hand.
Every so often, I’ll hear someone try to show off their cultured ways by throwing out a little Espanol intot their English, along with a :wink wink nudge nudge: to their wit and wisdom. Except you sound like a fool when it’s clear you don’t know what you’re saying!
Well I hadn’t thought of that. All my cats are cranky old buzzards. From 6 to 15 years old. Did you see that thread in MPSIMS by Litoris? I keep looking at it like a gawker at a car accident. I just can’t turn away. :smack: Please let my resolve hold, I 've got 4 already and there a hand full especially arond the kids. And thanks for your advice, by the way. I’ll get myself back on the right path. Work is just getting ridiculous though. It’s like working with a bunch of kids, and the youngest one who is 22 is the most well behaved.
Man, when I retire I’m moving to England. You and me would be like the odd couple. Well, if it had two Oscars. 
There’s a build-your-own menu, and there’s the specialty menu. If I ask for a specialty sandwich, they should just ask me if I want it customized. Only if I order from the “build-your-own” menu should they ask me to design it from the ground up.
I believe the correct response would be: “About 15 centimeters, sir.”
Wellll OK then but I gotta ask…do you like ironing?
Oh, I also have thundering great gardens, back front and sides…you do know how to mow lawns I take it.
You can have the spare room which I’m currently digging.
::cackles and rubs hands together::
See, you’ve got to double check with the female Subway engineers, because all their adult life guys have been telling them that this* is six inches.
[*Koxinga holds thumb and forefinger four inches apart]
You know what my response is to dumbasses who do that?
"Why don’t you two just go mono a mono and be done with it?
For those who dont know, mono means monkey. :eek:
sigh This is when life gets difficult. I had a nice little rant planned, and now I’d feel bad if I posted it, because it would be directed, at least in part, to you. I mean…bear in mind I have nothing against you as a person, I just hate one of your driving habits, it seems. So, with that said, here we go:
Fuck all the self-righteous cock-twats out there who have taken it upon themselves to be their very own little police force while on the road Who the flying fuck are you to say I can’t go 70 or 75 in a 65 zone? I’m not endangering anyone’s fucking safety by going a measly 10 MPH over the speed limit on a highway. It’s not like I’m in a fracking school zone, full of shit-for-brains kids who’s knob-gobbling parents were too busy gobbling knobs to tell them not to run into the middle of the road. It’s an interstate highway, designed for fast travel. Most of the speed limits were set decades ago, when cars were less safe, handled poorer, and people drove worse. Plenty of places in the US and the world have high speed limits than the 55-65 MPH that is standard in most states, and they do just peachy.
And if it’s so important to follow the law, then why don’t I get pulled over for going by a cop or trooper at 75 MPH? Because he knows as well as I do that there is nothing wrong with going 75 MPH in a 65 MPH zone. There have been times when I see a cop get on the interstate behind me, so I go down to the speed limit, just to be safe. And you know what happens, every time without fail? He passes me. I’ve been passed by cops on 50 MPH limit country roads for going…50 MPH. They pass me and ramp up to at least 60 MPH, so I follow suit and I don’t get in trouble.
You know what happens when people like you decides to “play nice” and go the speed limit? This. (Yes, it’s a Youtube video full of annoying and self-righteous in their own right college students…but just skip to the 2:00 mark to start seeing the problems.) You’re telling me people passing on the shoulder and trying their damnedest to squeeze between the cars going the limit is safer than me going 75 MPH?