Which, if you hadn’t noticed, is the definition of trolling–the same thing that Carol Stream got banned for. The same type of thread, too, in the same forum. I guess SfG just hasn’t pissed off the right people yet.
Not that I hate her or anything. I think she’s usually worth reading. I have to take y’all’s word for it that she does this crap all the time. This is the first running commentary I’ve ever seen of a mini-rant thread, at least, since CS.
The hell? How does that even come up in conversation?
This particular guy related a story about how his dog always tries to get in a traveling crate of other dogs and settles down like it’s hers. I made the comment that my cat Cuthbert will always climb into his traveling crate (or on it if it’s not open) and wait for someone to take him somewhere. It’s funny and a bit unusual for a cat, so it seemed relevant.
His reply, “Oh, I’d definitely take him somewhere. It’d be a one-way trip though and I don’t think he’d like the outcome. I hate cats.” Then a big grin like he hadn’t just said something creepy.
I’ve run into a shitload of people like this. It’s bizarre.
Since you probably got other people in your office sick, I pit you, too.
And eat your fucking peas.
Well since they’re constant I can only WAG that it’s some kind of reaction to something in the environment around you.
Oh, you’re living in part of the not-U.S. You should have mentioned.
No, trolling is saying things you don’t mean for the express purpose of getting a rise out of people. I, on the other hand, say exactly what I actually think, for the express purpose of giving shit to people whom I feel deserve it. There’s a huge difference. I’m not trolling–I just don’t censor myself in the Pit, because there’s no requirement to be polite and pat someone on the shoulder and say “there, there” when what they really need is a swift kick to their retarded head.
Another plug for the Neti pot. I don’t use it as much as I should because I hate pouring liquid through my nose even though it does help. I also go with lots of home remedies when my sinuses are acting up. Apple cider* (made from whole apples, skin included), goldenseal, steamy showers, saline nasal sprays and spicy foods.
*If you’re brave you can try apple cider vinegar but you should dilute it.
I would like to pit whatever asswipe genius at ABC that decided to have Charlie Brown rap to publicize the Halloween special. There is a special place in hell for you.
I was praying that “Charlie B” shit I heard last night was a hallucination!
I mini-pit my own Other Shoe for being so damn stubborn about not wanting to try the Neti Pot thing y’all keep going on and on about, even though he wakes up every morning completely stuffed up. He’s too skeeved out by the whole idea. Dude, I keep telling you: everyone who tries it says it works. Quit being such a stubborn monkey about the whole thing.
And a hearty “fuck you” to the sick co-worker who dragged himself in anyway. If I catch what you have, I’m gonna violent threat deleted.
We don’t have sick time. So No Work = No Pay.
We also take “points” for absences. 1 day = 1 point. 3 points in rolling 3 months = Verbal Warning that freezes points (ie, they no longer roll off) for 3 months. 5 points = Written warning = no raises or promotions + freezes points and stays on record for SIX months.
So yeah, FUCK YOU. I went to work. I need to get paid and I don’t need to get onto the disciplinary track for being sick.
To put things into some kind of perspective, to the extent that Shot From Guns is doing what got Carol Stream banned, she is confining that sort of behavior to this thread (or possibly this type of thread). For the late unlamented Mrs. Stream, that was all she ever did in any thread. In contrast, SFG actually contributes elsewhere.
The neti pot didn’t work for me, because I couldn’t stick with it. I got the water-in-the-ears thing the first time I used it and it didn’t go away until a few days after I stopped.
I do so wish I could do something as simple as pee without the fuzzy terrorists pestering me. Dot, get out of my underwear. Mayme, quit attacking my toes. Both of you leave the damn toilet paper alone. Get off the shower curtain. No, don’t jump into the trash can!
I close the door to keep them out and get little terrorists throwing themselves against the door, mewling their little hearts out. Even Lucy has taken to hiding from them. I have a large suitcase on the toolbench down in the basement furnace room. She sleeps in the suitcase. Wish I could join her. Instead I get kittens tearing over my bed at 3am, playing with my hair, nibbles on my ear.
I long for a day when I can use the bathroom alone and get a full nights’ sleep.
That happened the first time I used it. Also, I have the tendency to get the saline solution in my throat. Now, I only use it when I’ve been in a hot, steamy shower for a while. It softens everything up (euw, I know), and makes it much easier to use.
I didn’t want to try it the first time either because it seemed so counterintuitive. But watching all the green shit come streaming out after a few uses was amazing.
Maybe we should pit employers that encourage presenteeism like that. Ironically, the hospital I work for does the same thing.
Aww, but they are such cute fuzzy terrorists and they lub you! I can sympathize though, one of my new fuzzy terrorists is fond of the “cold nose and whiskers on your face at 4 am while your sleeping” trick and sharpening her claws non-stop on a box on top of a bookshelf at 6 am.
My brain, of course, decided that this was “golden showers.” :eek:
So you decided that instead of taking a one-day hit yourself, you’d fuck over potentially multiple coworkers with having to take time off? You’re such a giver. OF DISEASE. (See what I did there?)
Just because your work’s policy’s are deplorable, retarded, and encourage presenteeism doesn’t mean that *you’re *not an asshole for fucking over your coworkers.
Exactly. The Pit is for anger, loathing, and derision. If you want to get nothing but warm fuzzies back when you complain, take it to MPSIMS, and I shall trouble you not.
Oh, and FWIW, **Carol **was a dude.
I can’t believe you’d rant about such a stupid– :distracted by kittens:
Yeah, it’s stupid. Probably more mudane than ranty, but I can’t do anything without them under foot. Yesterday they almost got bathed the hard way - in the dishwasher. Luckily, Mayme did her little half assed meow (when do kittens get a real meow, anyways?) as I was closing the door. They only have two speeds: sound asleep and OHMYGAWDWHATSTHAT?MUSTSEENOW!!IT’SMINE!
They only get by because they’re cute. When they’re sleeping.
Except when Dot eats Lucy’s food and gets horrible gas while sleeping.
Or when Mayme snores and drools while asleep on me.
No shit?
Seriously? No shit? At a hospital full of sick folks?
Seriously?!? No shit? You get disciplined for catching a cold and/or choosing to not spread it around more?
** skull expodes **
Now, just to add to the party, my officemate is all sniffly. He took the day off yesterday b/c he wasn’t feeling well.
Me: Feeling better? You got a cold, or allergies?
Him: hork I don’t know.
Me: (internally, not out loud) Fucking well better be allergies. You’re four feet away from me for eight hours, you fucking better not be sick with a cold. Unlike Chimera’s Nazi bosses, we have sick time. Use it!
For MissTake: what IS it with cats and bathrooms? One of ours has decided that one (but not the other:confused:) toilet is the Official Adore The Kitteh Throne. She’ll lie on the bathroom rug, mewling pitifully for someone, anyone, to just please come in and poop.
Trufax. Carol Stream is a town in Illinois, if that helps.
I’ve had jobs like this, too. Isn’t America beautiful? Thank god we don’t have any of that dirty socialism!