I heard that was the rage in the 19th century…ohhh, nevermind.
I dyed my hair at home and missed some patches. Now the top is a nice reddich-brown and a lot of the tips are still pretty light. I guess I can sort of pass it off as ombre, but not really. I may have to pay a professional to fix it. Or just never wear my hair down again, which might be cheaper.
Was Le Pétomane an anal smoker?
Dammit. I found out this morning that a friend of mine passed away unexpectedly. He was part of the group I hang out with at hockey games and he sometimes turned up at my boyfriend’s car shows. I’m not sure exactly how old he was but I’m guessing mid-50s. One of the kindest people you’d ever hope to meet, never knew a stranger.
He had posted on Facebook last night that he had a terrible headache and had called in sick to work and was going to bed. I guess his wife found him this morning. It’s especially awful for her as she has some physical handicaps and he was her primary caregiver.
Rest in peace, Bob.
Long waits?
Bad pictures?
Bad attitudes?
Make it work for you!
Trolling the DMV (The second is my favorite.)
Some plant or other has started up the Annual Springtime Orgy here in Atlanta. I don’t begrudge the plants their love lives–birds do it, bees do it, why shouldn’t trees do it?–but I do think it’s impolite of 'em to get their jizz all over my car. My car looks like it’s been starring in some botanical bukkake flick.
My, you do paint a picture.
Gawd! If I were planning to see “Noah” in the theater, I certainly would reconsider after sitting thru autoplay ads that one cannot turn off, on at least 75% of the sites I visited this morning. And some had two!
Spring. Apparently when a young woman’s thoughts turn to wondering WHO THE HELL STOLE THE SEASON FROM ME! Fuck. Three layers on here in NJ and I am still cold.
Spring is finally here in St. Louis. You can tell by the flash floods, hail, and tornadoes.
I’ll take the snow and cold, thanks.
Hey, what is this shit? I have sick days now! I have plans for the weekend! I don’t fucking appreciate it when some goddamn virus sneaks up and ambushes me on FRIDAY! Fucking GO AWAY and come back Sunday night!
This would be a lot funnier if it wasn’t so true.
I haven’t seen any, but I have installed on my browser every ad-block program known to man.
So, I went to India three weeks ago. It was awesome. We were there for 2 weeks, not nearly long enough. We come back and I find that work has had a massive reorg. That’s cool - I was expecting that - though kind of annoying, but it affects 110 people, so I didn’t expect them to wait. But what I didn’t expect was that of the three people who now report to me, two are really horribly low performing employees. One of them seems to be a low performer because he wasn’t given projects that engaged him and he didn’t have enough work. I can totally fix that, and he has a great attitude.
The other one, though? I dread having to deal with this woman. I had a touchbase with her yesterday and she had the gall to inform me, “Oh, yeah - I don’t come in on Fridays until 12:30, and I won’t do overtime. Just wanted to let you know.” Now, if she were working a few extra hours to make up for the hours she’s missing in the morning, I’d work with her. As long as she’s working approximately as many hours as she should be (we often work a lot of overtime, so all of us have a little wiggle room when we need flexible schedules), I don’t care when or where she works her hours as long as she’s generally reachable during business hours.
The problem is, she doesn’t consider her job responsibilities to be her job responsibilities and she doesn’t think she needs to make up for any extra time. She actually sent me a document outlining what she felt were her duties and which were mine - for a project that has been assigned to her. All the responsibilities she outlined are actually hers. I’m her manager. My job is to get shit of our her way so she can do her job. Not do her job for her.
I don’t think this is a person I can help. I’m going to try, but her attitude blows and even though she’s been doing her previous job for almost a year she still claims unfamiliarity with the subject matter. This. Will. Not. Work. I just don’t want to deal with this shit. But I guess I have to. Fuck.
I’m stepping up the job hunt… Really not happy today.
I’ve been doing security work, which is totally hit and miss for getting work at all, but every now and again there’s a really nice contract, and even though the boss keeps messing me around, I keep putting off really hunting fo something else, because when it’s good, it’s fun.
We just had one of those; an awesome event, the guys involved are all really nice and laid back and it’s interesting enough that volunteers are coming down from the other end of the country to get involved.
There are two downsides- 1) it’s an hour’s drive away, and finishes about 2am, and I’m the designated driver back, though as half the team is leaving midway through the event, the rest are going up in a minibus 2) though the rest of the team is changing daily, there’s one other person who’s doing all of it, and it did occur to me that if I deliberately drove the car off the bridge with him in it, it would be to the net benefit of humanity. Not a nice person, is what I’m trying, subtly, to get at.
I was told, when I interviewed for this job, that if I was asked to transport anyone else, I would be paid- not hourly rate, but at least a contribution for fuel. I got paid today- guess what? No fuel contribution. He’s charged everyone else a ‘transport fee’, but it’s all gone to him for the minibus. Apparently “I’m there with the car anyway, so why should I get paid for driving back?” I’m there with the car because he fucking told me to drive there so I could bring everyone home. Incidently, the first day there was just the two of us, I got paid for that last week- and for that day, I did get paid a fuel contribution.
It’s cost me roughly £100 in fuel for the 6 days, or, to put it another way, 1/4 of my wages for the fortnight. On the minibus (which he probaby shouldn’t legally be charging for anyway) it’s £4 a day. So the utter dick I’m forced to pretend to not hate for the duration is paying £24 total for transport, and because I have to drive him around it’s costing me £100?!
I did kick up a bit, and he said he’d “see if I could get me something” but I was operating on about 5 hours sleep when I picked up my wages, due to the delightful requirement to collect it in one half-hour slot a week, which is always around 10-11 in the morning, even though a lot of us only got back from shift at 3-6am. He’s pissed me off before, but it’s been minor compared to this.
Anyway, back to fill up the car again, to drive an hour away! Hooray! I would just tell him I’m not doing it, but as I said, the clients are lovely (and most of my co-workers are OK, some nice), and I know it’d be too late to get someone else to replace me, and they would be screwed if I didn’t show. Plus, even though I’m barely making any money on this, I can’t afford to quit without something else lined up.
Thank you. A lot of managers don’t grok this. My current manager, for one, who seems to think his job is to stand in our way and make everything go through him - while passing on a lot of bullshit a good manager would never allow to reach the ears of his people, or affect their work.
As I say, the job of a manager is to be a Shit Screen. Doesn’t matter which way the shit is flying, your job it to step in front of it and stop it. Whether that’s from your own people, or the people above or beside you.
My sister got promoted recently and took additional people - a team on the East Coast - under her wing. She flew out to meet with them and one of the women, about 2-3 years from retirement, basically told her that she does her job her way and doesn’t want to hear anything about changing anything. Not an awesome start.
Ew. Someone posting on my book’s Facebook page is not only anti-vax, he’s also an anti-Semite deeply into holocaust denial and asserting that the Israelis were behind 9-11. I need a bath just reading his bullshit. Several baths actually.
The best thing about bad hair treatments…is that hair grows. If it was me, I’d just leave it up until it was long enough to get cut.
A long time back, I was getting my hair trimmed when someone had an accident in front of the shop. The hair cutting person cut a BIG chunk out of my hair and nicked my head because we both jumped. She was very upset, I told her to just cut the rest of my hair short enough to try to cover it. That’s when I learned that boy short cuts really work for me.
That’s horrible. I’m so sorry for everyone involved, but especially the wife. I can’t even start to imagine how terrible it would be to find a loved one dead.
I am so with you with this. Yesterday afternoon, my throat started to hurt and by the time we got home, I had fever and joint aches. Way to enjoy the start of the weekend 
Thanks, that was awesome. I know weather forecasting that far out is bullshit, but I can’t stop myself from looking at the 10-day :o
Ehhh. I go with chicken broth AND gatorade. Unless sugar actively interferes with recovery from the flu, I don’t think the extra sugar/calories are worthy of concern. When you feel that shitty, you have trouble eating anyway. Unless you’re diabetic and can’t compensate for the extra intake with extra insulin, it’s gatorade-hoy.