Just had a door-to-door alarm salesperson. Politely told him “no, I’m not interested”, and he went on with “that’s ok, a lot of people say no until their first breakin yadda yadda yadda speil speil speil …”
Gah!
I wasn’t interested before, why the HELL would I be interested if I say no and you DON"T EVEN FUCKING LISTEN! A company that doesn’t listen to their potential customer and doesn’t respect their wishes? Yeah, I’ll do business with that company, sure. (Damn, I’m too nice, one of these days I really got to tell them what I’m really thinking instead of the board).
Next time I’m telling them. “I’m teaching my daughter ‘no means no’*. You obviously don’t understand this simple phrase. So you better stay the hell away from my daughter.”
*well, she’s only seven years old, so it’s not like I’m actually telling her this or giving her dating advice at this stage. But better practice the persona to scare the shit out of future boyfriends.
How can there already be a “new Justin Bieber”? The current Justin Bieber has only been around for six months! Is anyone really clamouring for a second girly-boy with a stupid haircut?
I don’t really consider myself a misanthrope, but I’ve noticed that the only thing you can really rely on people for is to let you down.
I’m sorry you were disappointed.
I think the baby powder is supposed to soak up the grease. Whatever it does, it reeks, especially when put on top of dirty hair. I’ve heard this woman say that she only washes her hair a couple of times a week, which wouldn’t be a big deal if it didn’t smell so god-awful. She just walked by again and I had to breathe through my mouth for a good minute after she passed, only to have her pass again when I’d started to breathe normally. I swear, I think I need a gas mask.
It doesn’t help that I’m grumpy. I’ve gotten maybe 10 hours of sleep in the last five days thanks to my daughter’s new tooth, ear infection and subsequent refusal to eat for 36 hours. I really, really hope next week is better.
You guys remember the cow-orker who piece by piece stole/disappeared our silverware? Yesterdya, suddenly she finds several pieces (including a knife that isn’t ours) in her office? And has the BALLS to non-chalantly put them in the sink for the Sink Fairy (me, I guess) to fucking wash them.
A) There’s not enough bleach in the world to make me comfortable eating off them after they’ve sat in your office for months.
Well this has been pissing me off for a couple of years but today about 3 times so here it is. If you won’t take the time to listen to the voice mail I spent 3 minutes composing THEN DON’T HAVE YOUR PHONE GO TO VOICE MAIL!!
Before I can even hang up the phone your dumb ass is calling back and I have to repeat the whole damn thing again.
People have been doing this for so long that I just gave up on leaving messages for my friends. They just see that I called and call me back without listening to the message anyway.
NTI Dental Device fits over you bottom front teeth and keeps a person from grinding or gritting their teeth by keeping you from completely closing your teeth together. It is small and made of clear plastic and once you get used to it, it’s barely noticeable. I have one and it did wonders for my TMJ and the resultant headaches. It was a bit pricey, but totally worth it and may help. It’s worth asking a dentist about.
Joe Rogan’s Podcast. He spews so much bullshit it makes me nauseated.
Yet, I still listen, because it’s the only unlistened to material I have on my iPod…
I have one too, and concur both that they’re pricey (dental insurance doesn’t usually cover it) and also totally worth it. The linked site can help you find a dentist who handles them – not all dentists do.
Shit. My son just called and asked to be picked up from school. It is 3:15 PM here. I told him I am over an hour away, and asked why. Fight.
Shit.
Luckily my wife is only 10 minutes away, and is on her way to pick him up. I have no idea what is going on, or what happened. But I will get nothing done over the next 30 minutes at least, and who knows what just happened to my week.
And updated… He got jumped, and the Principal let everyone go. My son could have had the attacker hung out to dry, but there really wasn’t a good reason to do it.
Why do some people call a Technical Support line and then become upset that the person on the other end of the line is actually interested in resolving their issue? It’s bizarre, and it’s rare (less than one call in 100), but today I had another one. Listened to the issue, repeated it back to be sure I had it straight, then got about one sentence out of my mouth just suggesting what we needed to do to get started when she demanded my supervisor. Then she got stupid and refused to speak to me any further. Ok, thanks for calling and have a nice day (click). No you stupid bitch, we don’t give you to someone else when you pull that crap. You refuse to speak to us any further, we’re done. You want to speak to someone else, call back. Then go through the same thing all fucking day until you wake the fuck up, provide the information we ask for and are willing to fucking do something to resolve your issue.
Seriously, I don’t get it. How do you get it into your head that when you call a tech support number and the person on the other end starts digging in to figure out what the issue is, it’s time to throw a fit and demand their supervisor and refuse to talk to them? If you took your car into the shop and they asked what was the problem and said they’d look at it, do you demand the Manager and then storm out? If you call your bank and they ask what the issue is and then start asking questions about the problem, do you demand the Manager and then refuse to talk to them any further? No, because it doesn’t fucking work.
This person didn’t do it, but occasionally I get the bright bulb who says “I don’t care what the problem is, FIX IT!” I don’t have a fucking magic wand. I can no sooner fix your thingamabob over the phone than a car mechanic can get your car working again over the phone or your doctor can sure cancer with a phone call. You want your shit working again, you’d best fucking cooperate with WHOEVER you’re calling. If you can’t do that, then surrender your thingamabob, because you’re too fucking stupid to own it.
Teardown of a home improvement store behind my street has begun in preparation for…another home improvement store. They are tearing up all the asphalt and maybe taking the whole structure down as well. They were not supposed to start work till 7am but the whole past week they have started at 6am. It’s bad enough that we have to be shaken and pounded and vibrated all day long, but an extra hour in the morning just kills me. It is also contradictory to what they had promised in a letter and it violates a city ordinance as well.
Yes, phone calls are being made.
I feel like checking into a hotel for the next few months.
STFU, Patrick Buchanan. You’re a fucking goddamned Nazi sexist racist. What the hell does this asshole have to do to be drummed out of the mainstream media?