Before following any advice, opinions, or thoughts I may have expressed in the above post, be warned: I found Keven Costners "Waterworld" to be a very entertaining film.
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lonelyahavaCall me Ahava ~~She/Her~~Move to New ZealandRegistered Userregular
I slipped on some ice walking into work and bailed my coffee
Life is so unfair
Every friday morning I get a hot breakfast on the way to work as a treat.
This morning I got a sugary chocolate coffee and a grilled beef and cheese panini. The sandwich came in one of those cardboard clamshell takeout containers.
Roughly a third of the way through the sandwich, while working, I bumped the coffee which tipped over and emptied itself right into the sandwich container, soaking the sandwich.
In one fell clumsy swoop I lost my coffee and ruined my sandwich.
apparently someone hijacked my credit card that I rarely use to order $200 worth of makeup from L'Oreal
awesome
In the thief's defense, cheap makeup is really bad for your skin. So from their perspective, it probably feels like robbing the rich to give to their pores.
A newspaper delivery guy boxed my car in when he double parked to make his deliveries. I know it's 5 in the morning, but I have to get to work. Just use a hydrant or a bus stop like normal delivery drivers. Or park in front of the building you're actually delivering to.
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
apparently someone hijacked my credit card that I rarely use to order $200 worth of makeup from L'Oreal
awesome
In the thief's defense, cheap makeup is really bad for your skin. So from their perspective, it probably feels like robbing the rich to give to their pores.
I hate you so much.
not a doctor, not a lawyer, examples I use may not be fully researched so don't take out of context plz, don't @ me
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JedocIn the scupperswith the staggers and jagsRegistered Userregular
apparently someone hijacked my credit card that I rarely use to order $200 worth of makeup from L'Oreal
awesome
In the thief's defense, cheap makeup is really bad for your skin. So from their perspective, it probably feels like robbing the rich to give to their pores.
Hit a patch of black ice late last night while riding my bike and skidded halfway across the parking lot. Of course some had to see me and asked if I was alright. Only my pride was hurt, only my pride.
My knee is killing me, I can walk and bike with little difficulty, but I can't put much more weight on it.
I was asking one of the other cooks today whether he had made a batch of risotto because I needed some for a little light prep I had to do; he said, 'Yeah, sure it's on the top shelf.'
To which I responded, 'Oh, on one of the large trays?' and held up both hands to signify said large tray we use to cool down the risotto after cooking.
One of the other prep cooks, a loathsome shrew of a woman, slammed the door to the cooler open and the edge caught me on my wrist. After I few moments of numbness, and then sharp pain, then several people asking if I was okay, I determined that it was the wrist-based equivalent of hitting your funny bone. The shrew failed to apologize or even look at me.
My GM had his regional boss in today and saw the entire incident. He did nothing.
I would cheerfully eat popcorn if both of these people were to be savaged by starving, schizophrenic hyenas with bad dental hygiene.
I'm mad. I'm mad at the asshole who drove a 40t truck into a christmas market earlier tonight, killing 9 and wounding 50 people. Goddamn cowardly piece of shit
I was asking one of the other cooks today whether he had made a batch of risotto because I needed some for a little light prep I had to do; he said, 'Yeah, sure it's on the top shelf.'
To which I responded, 'Oh, on one of the large trays?' and held up both hands to signify said large tray we use to cool down the risotto after cooking.
I feel like I'm either missing something in this first story, or we're missing another sentence to it?
I was asking one of the other cooks today whether he had made a batch of risotto because I needed some for a little light prep I had to do; he said, 'Yeah, sure it's on the top shelf.'
To which I responded, 'Oh, on one of the large trays?' and held up both hands to signify said large tray we use to cool down the risotto after cooking.
I feel like I'm either missing something in this first story, or we're missing another sentence to it?
The cook who directed Darth Waiter to the top shelf was not at fault. It's the shrew and the general manager who are assholes in this story.
My favorite musical instrument is the air-raid siren.
I was asking one of the other cooks today whether he had made a batch of risotto because I needed some for a little light prep I had to do; he said, 'Yeah, sure it's on the top shelf.'
To which I responded, 'Oh, on one of the large trays?' and held up both hands to signify said large tray we use to cool down the risotto after cooking.
I feel like I'm either missing something in this first story, or we're missing another sentence to it?
The cook who directed Darth Waiter to the top shelf was not at fault. It's the shrew and the general manager who are assholes in this story.
oh so it was reaching for said shelf when shrew got him with door? I am caught up, pardon my brain farts.
tzeentchlingDoctor of RocksOaklandRegistered Userregular
I'm mad at the US electors. Not only did they fail in their duty to prevent an unfit narcissist backed by foreign powers from taking office, there were more faithless electors on the democratic side than the republican. Three for Colin Powell, of all people, and one for Faith Spotted Eagle, who is apparently some native activist from Standing Rock. Oh, and a couple who tried to vote for fucking Bernie Sanders because they couldn't handle that their special snowflake candidate lost in the primary.
Yeah, i'm pretty mad about the electoral college too. But I think the democratic electors going for Colin Powell were going for someone the republicans could theoretically also agree on. The rest of them though, fuck 'em.
Man, my nephew was in Berlin during the terror attack. He's okay though. Don't really know more than that right now. But I'm certainly feeling a bunch of blinding fury.
Raining out but I still needed air in my tires because they're about 10 PSI under recommended. Also it is raining very hard and I was on one street for half an hour because some people didn't know what hydroplaning was so the police shut down two lanes at the stoplight to deal with that mess.
Finally get to the gas station a mile from my van pool dropoff. I see the sign that says they'll supply free air only with a gas purchase so I wait my turn in a long line because everyone needs gas when it's about to flood apparently. Get my 2 gallons or so, go in to the attendant, and ask him to turn on the air pump. He does so. I go back out, drive around to get to the pump because jackasses don't know how to form a cohesive line that's not blocking both lanes of traffic, and steel myself to endure the elements. In the dark and wet I fumble around with the air hose and try to get the damn thing to stay attached to the nozzle. I finally set it somewhat secure if I don't move too much and press the trigger. The motor immediately turns off and air stops coming out. It had been maybe two minutes since the attendant flipped the switch inside.
By this point I was extremely angry and just got in my car and went home. I still need air in my tires though, I'm driving up north on Saturday for three hours so that is not debatable.
I mad cause thought holiday forum went til new year's
I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.
Younger me would be mad about having no plans on NYE since I'm out in the country visiting family. Current me is stoked because I have no plans on NYE since I'm out in the country visiting family.
Every time I see a car going slower than the flow of traffic in the #1 lane with cars passing it on the right en masse I get 100% irritation mode
You would think I could just get over it by now but somehow I am cranky every time
Biggest peeve
Nah, it's a big problem here too. If you're not overtaking, get the fuck out of the overtaking lane. The absolute WORST is when some utter dildo tries to overtake a truck going about 20km/h slower than the signposted speed limit but they are scared of the truck so they go past it 1km/h faster than the truck itself is travelling. Firstly you're slowing the rest of us down, secondly, the slower you go past it the more time you have to be next to it, surely you'd try to minimise that seeing as you're so scared of the truck that is being driven by a professional who very much does not want to get in an accident thank you very much just go past and get the hell out of their way (and ours too) for goodness sake...
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Well we already get the 100 degree summers
Yes with 100+% humidity too.
The entire east coast is a putrid swamp, your summer are our summers.
And then you find yourself heading into the arctic north after crossing into Canada before it's even noticeable.
It's going on 5 and I've gotten nothing. If the answer is no at least call so I can know if I can spend my weekend drunk and sad or not.
PSN:Furlion
I have successfully called all of my congress creatures, and told them how I feel about the traitors to democracy that make up the republican party.
And I feel better for doing something. I encourage others to do the same.
Every friday morning I get a hot breakfast on the way to work as a treat.
This morning I got a sugary chocolate coffee and a grilled beef and cheese panini. The sandwich came in one of those cardboard clamshell takeout containers.
Roughly a third of the way through the sandwich, while working, I bumped the coffee which tipped over and emptied itself right into the sandwich container, soaking the sandwich.
In one fell clumsy swoop I lost my coffee and ruined my sandwich.
Thanks Obama.
Need some stuff designed or printed? I can help with that.
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I just wanted to look nice for our anniversary.
In the thief's defense, cheap makeup is really bad for your skin. So from their perspective, it probably feels like robbing the rich to give to their pores.
I hate you so much.
Entirely fair.
WoW
Dear Satan.....
To which I responded, 'Oh, on one of the large trays?' and held up both hands to signify said large tray we use to cool down the risotto after cooking.
One of the other prep cooks, a loathsome shrew of a woman, slammed the door to the cooler open and the edge caught me on my wrist. After I few moments of numbness, and then sharp pain, then several people asking if I was okay, I determined that it was the wrist-based equivalent of hitting your funny bone. The shrew failed to apologize or even look at me.
My GM had his regional boss in today and saw the entire incident. He did nothing.
I would cheerfully eat popcorn if both of these people were to be savaged by starving, schizophrenic hyenas with bad dental hygiene.
I feel like I'm either missing something in this first story, or we're missing another sentence to it?
The cook who directed Darth Waiter to the top shelf was not at fault. It's the shrew and the general manager who are assholes in this story.
oh so it was reaching for said shelf when shrew got him with door? I am caught up, pardon my brain farts.
Impotent rage is all I have, fuck people, we are the worst.
what a fucking piece of shit
BUT POCKETS FOR DAAAAYYYZZ BITCH!
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I could actually fit a water bottle in my pocket and that might have kept it from breaking actually
Finally get to the gas station a mile from my van pool dropoff. I see the sign that says they'll supply free air only with a gas purchase so I wait my turn in a long line because everyone needs gas when it's about to flood apparently. Get my 2 gallons or so, go in to the attendant, and ask him to turn on the air pump. He does so. I go back out, drive around to get to the pump because jackasses don't know how to form a cohesive line that's not blocking both lanes of traffic, and steel myself to endure the elements. In the dark and wet I fumble around with the air hose and try to get the damn thing to stay attached to the nozzle. I finally set it somewhat secure if I don't move too much and press the trigger. The motor immediately turns off and air stops coming out. It had been maybe two minutes since the attendant flipped the switch inside.
By this point I was extremely angry and just got in my car and went home. I still need air in my tires though, I'm driving up north on Saturday for three hours so that is not debatable.
I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.
Younger me would be mad about having no plans on NYE since I'm out in the country visiting family. Current me is stoked because I have no plans on NYE since I'm out in the country visiting family.
I wasn't ready for the magic and friendship to stop sparkling yet ;_;
The magic of friendship is currently mad about all the hatred it sees in the world, that's why you get a short holiday this year.
You would think I could just get over it by now but somehow I am cranky every time
Biggest peeve
Nah, it's a big problem here too. If you're not overtaking, get the fuck out of the overtaking lane. The absolute WORST is when some utter dildo tries to overtake a truck going about 20km/h slower than the signposted speed limit but they are scared of the truck so they go past it 1km/h faster than the truck itself is travelling. Firstly you're slowing the rest of us down, secondly, the slower you go past it the more time you have to be next to it, surely you'd try to minimise that seeing as you're so scared of the truck that is being driven by a professional who very much does not want to get in an accident thank you very much just go past and get the hell out of their way (and ours too) for goodness sake...