The frame? Holy cow.
Oh god, I just got the letter from Toyota that was all “Hey, we’re really nice and extending your warranty!” and then I read it and realized my truck is probably completely fucked. Even if they can fix it, I suspect it’ll never be the same again.
My finances are already drawn down because my wife has been having medical issues. I don’t want to have to buy a new vehicle on top of that.
Hey, doofus, how about checking to be sure that you’re actually *using *your headlights instead of your daytime running lights? Do you have any idea how much of a danger you pose to the rest of us on the road when you’re driving around with no headlight or tail lights on when it’s well after sunset on a rainy day?
People like this make my head hurt.
Part of the fun of living in China is that when I vent my frustration in English at the absolute fucking moron who damn near killed me this morning is that said moron most likely doesn’t understand that I just said, “I’ll put you down like a mad dog. Put you down, I said.” Why was I venting? Well, I was frustrated, of course. The frustration was because I (foolishly) waited for the cute little green man walk light (what my younger brother and I call “the Martian”) to light up before I crossed the street. As soon as I was fully into the intersection, an oblivious lady on a scooter with her child (or, as Russell Peters put it after his visit to Vietnam, a minivan) came barreling into the very same intersection. She managed to stop approximately five inches away from me. I managed to put my finger in her face and yelled the aforementioned vent.
I really don’t get it. China has supposedly tough requirements for driver licensing. Yet, all the available evidence on the roads and, yes, that even includes the cars driving on the sidewalks, shows that just can’t be true.
science channels owned by discovery networks and there the worst for adding unneeded stuff to their reruns so it can get listed as new……
things like edited out scenes interviews pop up facts ….stuff that maybe added 2 minutes to the running time … so it gets listed as new with a 2018 and sets off your dvr
I’m listening to 6iX instead of WVLI today. I’m guessing Australian radio won’t have nearly as much Trump yammering about how a vote for a Republican is kinda sorta a vote for him.
In this area, we have a lot of shit-for-brains drivers who seem to think that their parking lights are the same thing as fog lights. It makes turning out of my neighborhood very exciting on foggy mornings.
I would like to pit (and give a good smacking to) eBay buyers who damage the merchandise upon receipt, then blame the seller for offering a poor quality product. The seller has absolutely no backup here; even with solid proof that the item was in good shape, eBay always sides with the buyer. A friend of mine has been selling jewelry on eBay as a source of income, and she works with a reputable jeweler to make sure each piece is cleaned and in good condition. She recently had a buyer contact her in a huff because “a piece of stone fell out.” So my friend ultimately decided to accept return of the jewelry; she says it looks like it went through a garbage disposal. :mad: This had been a decent (if occasionally frustrating) income source for her, but this experience was bad enough that she had now pulled all jewelry items from her listings.
Some guy was chatting me up at a club several months ago and, it turns out, he is in the insurance business. He said that, to get the best rates, and if you have a good driving record, you actually have to change insurance periodically because, when a company sees that you are a loyal, “automatic” customer, they slowly raise your rates for as long as they can get away with it. The model is more profitable than the model of rewarding loyalty because many people are creatures of habit and will just continue with the same company year after year.
I just got the same sort of letter from Subaru about my transmission. I bought a new Forester in May and had a question about a lag in the transmission when shifting from R to D. Turns out the lag is a “feature” of the continuously variable transmission (CVT). This didn’t fill me with confidence. My first thought was that they were trying to avoid a general recall.
My previous vehicle was a 2005 Prius which also had a CVT, but didn’t have a lag. If Toyota could manage that 13 years ago it seems like other major manufacturers could manage it today!
Someone in this building doesn’t seem to understand that our printer trays hold a full ream of paper. When the tray is empty, you put another ream in. You don’t open a package and put half in the tray, leaving the rest on the floor next to the printer.
I should mention that the vast majority of those who use this printer are either Mechanical or Electrical Engineers. :smack:
I have the cruds. My sinuses are churning gunk like mad. My throat hurts. I have an upset stomach (probably due to all the gunk from my sinuses). I managed to get a total of 4 hours of sleep last night, most of it sitting up. My head is pounding.
Got to dialysis - was nagged by the nurse about what I can take or cannot take. Cuz, why, meds are going to screw with my nonexistent kidney function? And if I point blank say I would like to be left alone, please, don’t continue to lecture me. Just fuck the fuck on off. If having one popsicle makes my throat feel good, I’m going to have a popsicle. I’ve been dealing with this crap long enough to know what to do, and she knows it.
Had to go to the doctor’s today, to get a prescription skin treatment. So far, not a problem; got the prescription, went to the pharmacy and… sorry, it’s out of stock. Tried the other pharmacy in town; out of stock.
Walked home, got the car, went to the out of town supermarket with a pharmacy, the lady there looks at the prescription, and without even looking in the back says ‘Ooh, sorry, I know we don’t have that in.’ I tell her I’ve tried everywhere else in town, she says ‘Yeah, I’m not surprised, we all use the same supplier and there seems to be a shortage or something at the moment. We have got some of the same stuff as a cream left, but your prescription is for the ointment. What I’d suggest you do is go back to the doctor, see if they’ll change it for the cream, otherwise I’m afraid you’d have to wait while we get the ointment in, it’d be a few days at least.’
So, I go back to the doctor and ask the receptionist if I’d be able to get it changed. They tell me that first I need to talk with their little in house dispensary (this is only for certain clients- I think it’s actually for the local addicts, having seen who’s normally queuing there, but I’m not sure).
This is where it goes from minor annoyance to a proper rant.
I hand the paper over, she hands it straight back, and says ‘What are you giving me that for? You need to take that to a pharmacy’ in a talking to toddler voice. I’m a bit taken aback, but explain that I’ve checked every pharmacy in town, and none of them have it, so I’d like to get it changed from an -unavailable- ointment to an -available- cream and say that reception told me to talk to her.
She looks at me and says, in the same patronising tone ‘You’ve checked all of them, have you? Have you been to the one on the high street? The one in [supermarket]?’ then reluctantly looks at the computer for a second, and says ‘It’s in stock’ and hands me the prescription back again.
I sigh, say ‘That’s not what they just told me’ and drop the prescription down on the counter, she yells ‘Don’t you throw that at me!’
Lady, if I was going to throw stuff at you, I would hit you. I wouldn’t drop a bit of paper maybe 3" from my hand, the other side of a counter from you.
She then repeats that it’s in stock, because it’s on the system as ‘available to order’, accuses me of lying about checking all 3 town pharmacies again for some reason. I ask if there’s any other pharmacies in nearby towns that might have it in, she, again in the patronising tone, says ‘That’s your job to look up, isn’t it? Not mine!’ declares that anyway, the doctor won’t change it and she won’t ask them to, because it’s in stock, then in the baby tone again tells me ‘It won’t hurt for you to just wait a bit now will it?’ (despite the fact that I have visible open sores from the condition the cream is intended to treat), turned her back and walked off.
If that dispensary really is dealing with the local addicts, I marvel that that woman remains unstabbed. :mad:
I did get pretty annoyed back at this point, and yelled ‘Well, thanks for being utterly unhelpful and rude’, so I hope the surgery, who would only have heard that bit, don’t decide it’s me causing problems. Everyone else there seems pretty nice.
And how many of them have experience as Receptionists? That’s the job which got the Mad Printer Skillz which still amaze my coworkers 30 years later, such as being able to open a printer drawer, rip open a ream of paper, insert the whole ream in the drawer (which amazingly enough turns out to have been empty), close it, hit enter, and have the printer instantly start to spew whatever it had previously not been printing!
Yet for some reason, nobody ever lists “previous experience as a receptionist” in the “valued” part of job listings for consultants, lab techs or engineers. le sigh
Last week, I’d heard people complaining that the printer closest to us wasn’t working. They were bitching and moaning that they had to use another one in a different part of the office.
Not thinking, later that day, I’d tried to print something and when I went to the printer to get it, I saw the error message that said it was out of toner.
The mailroom where the printer is has things very clearly labeled, including “printer supplies in this cabinet.”
I looked in the cabinet and saw a cartridge of replacement toner. Since a) I’m not an idiot, and b) the printer walks you through the 5 steps to replace the toner (4 of which involve opening or closing panels), I went ahead and did it.
Imagine my shock to see that there were no less than 30 print jobs in the queue, done by over 15 different people. That means that more than two dozen people went to the printer, saw it needed toner, and instead of taking initiative, just went, “Ah, fuck it,” and went back to their desk to send it to another device.
And the kicker is, later that day, when I walked by the mailroom, I saw a Xerox repairwoman looking at the machine kinda confused. I saw that she had a box of toner cartridges and explained to her that I’d gone ahead and replaced it. She told me that more than a handful of people called maintenance to have them “fix” the printer.
I apologized for wasting her time, and gained a deeper understanding of just how lazy some people here can be.
I’m kinda surprised they know how to select another printer. My coworkers (mostly engineers, of course) don’t seem to know how to do that. So they just keep sending the same document into the queue over and over and over again. While the copier beeps because they’ve got it set to “legal” paper, or whatever.
I usually get back from a meeting to hear them complaining about how the copier has been “broken” for an hour. So I call IT and sweetly ask them to clear the print queue before adding the legal paper or pressing the blinking button. I get schaudenfreude from “The printer is fixed? OMG it ate my print job!”
Which is what leads to those bloated 3-4 hr. extravaganzas that are also deemed to be new episodes, but are nothing more than several old episodes stitched together by whatever glue there is!
So today as I was getting out of a truck my eyeglasses fell out of a jacket pocket and hit the ground a split second before my foot hit the same patch of ground (I was wearing my Rx sunglasses at the time). Not a big deal, I ordered new glasses last week and they should be ready in a couple of days, the frames on the old glasses are OK, and I was planning on getting new lenses for those one I had the new glasses. Luckily for me, my prescription has been the same for ages, so I was able to locate some old glasses from my college days and lo and behold I can see with them well enough to get me by the next couple of days.
However, these things are not (and honestly, never were) stylish. The ones with the plastic frames and huge lenses make me look like Charles Nelson Reilly, while the wire rim set make me look like Radar O’Reilly. Gonna be an interesting couple of days at work with a bunch of smart ass remarks. But now I realize that these glasses explain why I didn’t get laid in college anywhere near as much I would have liked.
This is what I came in to gripe about! It’s the 6th of November and Starbuck’s is playing Christmas music! Normally, I wouldn’t mind so much because this particular store has terrible acoustics. You get a few people talking and it gets too noisy to hear the music anyway. Not today. You could almost hear a pin drop most of the time I was there. Gonna have to go to the independent coffee shop downtown. Or wear earplugs. Or both.
Also, saw my first Christmas commercials on Halloween. Halloween! CBS is airing the Grinch movie on November 9th, in case you’re interested. Ugh!
For a surprising amount of people it’s not even laziness, based on reactions I’ve gotten in those and similar situations. It’s not daring to do something they haven’t been tried on. Which makes me wonder how do we manage to, uh, train people out of the innate desire to Just Try! They were perfectly capable to just try when they were little kids, how did they lose it? How many times were they berated or hit for touching something they “shouldn’t”, when it wasn’t even dangerous or fragile or whatever? How many times did they get put back in their place literally, when they were commiting the sin of exploring?
There is also the cumulative effect of others finding out that you know how to do this.
I once sat in the cubicle nearest to a departmental printer. Most problems were easy to fix (add paper, add toner, remove jam were about 90% of them). But once people heard that I could fix hese, I was constantly being interrupted to do this – at least twice a day. Really hard on your concentration to do that.
Better to just claim you know nothing about it.