I love the car crash fails vids on YT. Guilty pleasure, but pleasure nonetheless.
I’m afraid to get a dashcam myself since the guy it’s most likely to incriminate is me. It’s bad enough my car has black boxes I can’t control / erase, without me helpfully recording the whole stupidity in living color.
But “Instant Karma” isn’t just a video of a guy getting pulled over, like for speeding a bit or being an Olympic athlete & “going for the gold” at a traffic light. No IK is for a jerk getting pulled over; doing something assaholic, at least in my book it is.
That’s why you get one without GPS in it; yes, if someone went to enough trouble they could calculate your speed from the video (which PD would probably only do in a serious/fatal accident) but you don’t need to display your speed for them right there on screen.
My rant - I travelled last night to work with a very demanding boss; for example, if you stop skritching her chest too soon (for her) she will dig her paw into your hand & guide your hand back to her chest. However, I somehow didn’t take my irk phone with me, which means I couldn’t log in this morning due to lack of authenticator apps so I had to travel back home for the day. Given how perfect of a day it was, I should have called out sick; especially since I have so much vacation time left to use. Now to finish up & travel back to them…again.
Since I was home, I did a load of laundry. Of course three shirts are still a bit damp under the collar, which means they can’t be folded yet & slotted into their appropriate place in the rotation so all of the shirts can’t go away yet. (I try & organize them after washing/folding so that when I grab the next one off the top of the pile I’m not going with, say, three similar blue shirts three days in a row)
Speaking of car crashes, a former coworker of mine included me in a group text with about fifteen other people, telling us about a road rage incident her husband was involved in on his way to work, where he got sideswiped and run off the road. So, about every five minutes for the next two hours, I get another text alert from someone responding “Oh no!” or “That’s crazy!” or “I hope he’s OK.” I just started ignoring the alerts, which led me to missing a text from my wife.
You can withdraw from a group text chat and you’ll no longer get texts from it.
I learned that because it’s not unusual for my mom to include me in a text chain with a bunch of relatives to talk about some other relative I’ve never heard of as if I have a clue what the fuck they’re talking about, and sometimes they’ll go on and on.
Thanks, I’ll have to look for that option. I know I can “mute” a thread so I quit getting alerts, but I didn’t know I could drop out altogether (short of just deleting the entire thread).
On an iPhone at least it’s called “delete and block”. You don’t block the participants, just the conversation, and they aren’t notified that you are no longer participating.
“Golly, everyone has said ‘Oh, noooo…’ at least three times. But Shoeless hasn’t over-emoted at all in the last hour! Do you think he’s okay? Can someone bang on his door and report back? Do tell him our thoughts and prayers are with him…”
Is it strange that I have the most fun at work when things go fucko-south? I think it plays into my ADHD. I can only really get important things done when the pressure is on. In the past few years, ever since the medication had inculcated itself amongst my axons and neurons, I’ve been trying to live life by a simple maxim: “Don’t panic.” And no, I didn’t get it from Hitchhiker’s Guide. I basically got it from my father. I’ve never seen the man flustered. I think he’s onto something there.
Anyway, another schedule screw up at work had me juggling a few different things and organizing a short staff to get things done and all that shit. Halfway through one of the managers stopped by just to drop her dog off for the afternoon and she said, “sorry, I didn’t realize it was such a shit show here.”
“It’s not a shit-show. We have everything under control. We know what we’re doing.”
No one knows what they’re doing. One of the people we had into today is a trainee and she stepped up and worked alone in a room full of dogs. We’re all just winging it. But I always manage to bring it in for a landing.
Fuck, I’m good at my job!
I’ve had that feeling before! Everybody gets scared and starts kicking ass. 
I have the ring tone and text message tone of my couple of important people set to be different noises than the default. So I can tell by sound whether I’m getting a message from somebody important, or just the random flux of e-noise we all deal with all day.
I also have those people set to bypass “Do Not Disturb”. So I can push DND while taking a nap or whatever, but the phone will still make noise if it’s one of my important people.
Do you work in a mine? Do your employees sing, “Heigh ho” on the way to work?
No, but I can identify a few that are grumpy, sleepy and dopey.
A small rant about my crappy apartment management company: I pay too much for rent because I live in a college town. The property has been sold multiple times while I’ve lived here, and every time it gets worse. They overcharge for things that aren’t officially part of rent, but aren’t optional. Like trash. We pay around $50 a month for trash. This includes $35 to get trash picked up from outside our doors, but we also have to pay a fee for dumpsters. Which they’re at least cleaning up every time someone dumps trash around them instead of leaving it there for days, so at least they’ve got that going for them. I’m feeling very disgruntled today because I just got a letter that our Spectrum (booooo) service is changing. We’re supposed to be getting faster internet, and if you believe it really will be faster, you’re an incurable optimist. Of course there’s a catch. In exchange for faster internet, we’re giving up cable. Instead we get to use an internet app to stream our TV channels, which doesn’t have a lot of the nice things that make cable easy to use. Also the streaming doesn’t work reliably. I tried it, I hated it. It sucks. I haven’t found out yet if we’re losing any of the streaming services that came with the cable service. We probably are. I’ll have to pay for HBO. So I’ll be paying more money every month to have worse service. 
On top of everything else, we keep having problems with water. The water company has dug up the street in front of our driveway and filled it with gravel. It’s been that way for months, and I don’t think it will be fixed any time soon. They just put in more gravel when it gets low. I just had a tire replaced a few weeks ago, and I really am not in the mood to have more tire damage because of this gravel pit. We just had the water unexpectedly shut off late one night because of a water leak. I’m tired of living here, but I can’t move any time soon because life sucks sometimes.
Reminds me of the saying: “I work best under duress. In fact, I only work under duress.”
Pretty much describes my entire career.
If you have AT&T for your cell phone, you can probably get HBO free through them.
But all of that sucks. It seems so hard to find decently run apartments, and I hope you’re able to make a move soon to a better one.
Our healthcare system sucks Episode 1,000,000,001
I got a notice of a new explanation of benefits. I haven’t been to a doctor in about 2 months so what gives? It says I owe a copay to some doctor I’ve never heard of. The date is from the day I was at the Dr office but I have no idea who this guy is. I certainly didn’t see him. I saw a female nurse practitioner. Did this guy look at my labs, maybe? I’ve seen the nurse practitioner before and don’t remember there being an additional copay for a doctor to look at the labs. I hate this shit.
Just got back from vacation. My car is making a horrible grinding sound when it runs. It might be something rubbing against my tranny ( this is car talk. All you dirty minded people just settle on down. )
It might be my brakes? It might be the wheels. Hell, someone may have cut off my catalytic converter.
Fist available appointment with my mechanic is after Labor Day. Then, factor in the shipping time for parts. It kinda sucks. Have to postpone a semi-important doctors visit.
That’s a frustrating situation to be in.
I am trying to hold onto my 2013 Chevy Impala for another year but man she makes some unpredictable noises that always need attention.
I had a grinding, whirring noise recently that turned out to be a broken strut. So I had to replace 2 struts and then I bought all new tires. And some assorted linkage doohickeys.
I worry that I’d better be as good with ‘old cars’ as a Cuban stuck under Castro.
I worry that all my hatred of guns may be wasted because of how That Fat Orange Bastard Rump is using ‘tariffs’ to rob people blind.
For all we know about the future… I might end up being one of those evil poor bastards who murders animals to feed their family. Might need to install one of those shitty top loading freezers to hold frozen meat… in my garage.
Maybe I’ll install a charging station in there too. Probably means when my car finally dies, I’ll probably replace it with a hybrid.
A Chewy box delivered by Fedex showed up at my apartment, addressed to the previous tenant (I’ve been here 10 months). Assuming the previous tenant ordered something but forgot to update the address on their account, I tried to be a good citizen and called Fedex so they could pick it up & return it to the shipper. I menu’ed my way through to “misdelivered” package, finally got to a live person, and first had to tell them, that no, I will not provide my email and the last 4 of my social security. I explained my issue, the following ensued:
“Could you please contact the previous resident and ask them to come pick up the package?”
“No, I have no way to contact them.”
“Could you please drop off the package at one of our convenient Fedex locations?”
“No I will not, there’s nothing convenient about me having to drop off a package that I didn’t order.”
“Ok, we will have a driver pick up the package. Could you please provide your email ?”
“No, I will not provide my email, but I will put the package outside.”