What kind of asshole spits their gum out in the urinal? Like, are they intentionally being an asshole, or are they just so self absorbed that they don't even realize that someone has to clean up after them??
I was living down in Houston when I went into the gas station right next to my house just before work one morning; I had to do a double take because there was, laid gently on the ground next to the curb, an honest-to-goodness crack pipe. It's not really something you expect to see in a decent-to-good neighborhood at 5AM on a Tuesday. I told the guy behind the counter about it and he actually gloved up before getting a broom and dustpan, swept it up and then handled the dustpan like it was carrying a live rattlesnake all the way to the dumpster.
had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
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
That just reminds me of when I pushed carts at Walmart. People love leaving full diapers in their carts. Or they opt to drop them on the ground so the next time a car pulls into the spot they explode the diaper under their tire on a hot summer day.
Yet another thing I love about going to Japan: I've never seen any of that shit. I rarely even see cigarette butts on the ground, even though everyone and their mother is a pack-a-day smoker, because despite that people seem to, you know, give a fuck.
Last year and part of this year, I was one of those dumb fucks guarding the entrance and perimeter to a rail yard construction site to prevent dumber fucks from stealing shit and/or walking into an open it and/or walking across live railroad tracks.
One of the series of trains I used to see coming and going during my various shifts just derailed in the Tacoma, Washington area.
Also I think I pulled a muscle in my back lifting laptops.
Make sure you report that ASAP. Never know what could come of it and it's better to have documented at the time of the incident.
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Overexerted on Saturday emptying wreath boxes, and my butt/thighs/lower back are still sore. First entry on the 2018 resolutions list: get in better shape.
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According to Plato, the most perfect shape is a sphere. So, you know, I'm doing what I can.
had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
Don't... we... worship Satan? I mean, who am I receiving gifts from?
had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
Don't... we... worship Satan? I mean, who am I receiving gifts from?
That's Santa, his cousin. They both wear red and have cloven feet.
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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had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
Don't... we... worship Satan? I mean, who am I receiving gifts from?
Excuse me sir, would you like to hear the good news about our lord and savior, Fedex?
had my meth dude tell me last time he had meth psychosis he tried to run out because he "though all the nurses and doctors were Satanists and were going to harvest my organs and sell them"
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
Don't... we... worship Satan? I mean, who am I receiving gifts from?
Excuse me sir, would you like to hear the good news about our lord and savior, Fedex?
Oh wise and powerful Avis, cover the loss of our vehicle. Hail Avis, hail victory!
AuralynxDarkness is a perspectiveWatching the ego workRegistered Userregular
... and I've spent 3 hours looking for a codeplug that may never have existed, as well as trying to find it through data recovery from knowing what its name would likely have been.
I'm pretty sure at this point that my predecessor just straight up didn't back this particular bit of data up at all since he knew he was quitting, but I can't prove it and have nothing else on my plate at the moment.
I did not get the orders I applied for. This means I have one last application before finding out whether or not my next duty station tanks my wife's career.
In other news I did not get the evaluation I was expecting despite hitting literally every wicket expected. Likely because even though I am outperforming others I haven't been at the command as long, not that anyone would admit that.
*sigh*
Nothing for it but to apply one last time, keep doing what I'm doing, and hope wherever I end up next aren't such ass hats about evals.
Do you know who didn't complain about finding a place to stay for a job?
Communists.
Because they didn't have to. Because the government made sure its workers were fed, lodged, and had job security.
Now you may say, "Elaro, didn't they lack certain basic necessities, like LEGO bricks and music by the Beatles?" That is true! So maybe we should count our blessings, in being left to fend for ourselves in the area of housing.
Or the municipal government could get off its ass and keep a registry of every available housing solution in its city, and keep track of available housing? Hmmm?
If you're gonna try and pretend that working in a mine in America at the same time was any different, well, I honestly don't know what to say to you to explain just how wrong you are.
I still remember when my brother was trying to get me a job in Colorado before he moved.
And they were like "how much notice do you need?"
"Well about a month and a half, I'll be giving my current place 4 weeks since I'm essentially upper management and I want a little bit to get across the country and settled"
"Oh that long? We were hoping you could stop by for an interview next week."
Which I mean... yes I could have done that, but I got a little frustrated after the last time they gave me the run around in regards to not having a bachelors and only an associates.
me: "I understand you're looking for a bachelors but I have 11 years of experience in the field professionally and almost another 10 of amateur experience during middle school and high school." (I self taught qbasic and C++ at 12ish)
"We're really looking for someone with a bachelors though."
Just... super frustrating at times, I was more than willing to relocate I just needed the time to do so. Even places that are regional seem super hesitant to even consider you. I've shot out a few to Rochester, Binghamton, Albany, Boston, NYC, some to DC and as soon as they find out I'm not local (I don't put my address on my resume anymore) they basically ghost me.
Like come on now, ya'll are within half a day's driving distance knock that shit off.
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
The person I was friends with for a long time before they fled to Colorado told me the other day it's like some alien place now
As they treat it if you don't smoke as a weirdo
The person I was friends with for a long time before they fled to Colorado told me the other day it's like some alien place now
As they treat it if you don't smoke as a weirdo
my brother moved because "all the liberals from California were taking the place over"
lol get rekt noob
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
A very funny man, is my visiting sous chef who's helping us through the growing pains of Opening New Restaurant. You might remember him as the man who sent out a chicken fried steak on top of a salad as a prank and ended up making a loyal customer out of a guest with a great sense of humor.
But first, one of our dishwashers ...
He's a young man (maybe 19?) majoring in Computer Science, and true to the stereotype, he's very bright in a certain range of topics, but has trouble with the common sense it takes to be a dishwasher in a high volume restaurant; his heart is always in the right place, but he's ... just ... well, he's not very efficient and he's required a good deal of coaching. His name is Serani and he is apparently of Turkish descent; one of the line cooks immediately nicknamed him 'Salami,' to which he had a good laugh and now embraces his nickname as a grand joke.
So, our visiting chef proceeded to start calling him by various other meat names: Salami became Pastrami, which became Bologna, which became Prosciutto and so on. Each new name got a hearty laugh from this kid.
There was one point this evening where we needed some various flatware on the expo line and Serani had been kind of dragging his feet, to which Visiting Chef asked the air:
"Man, I really need some app plates and ovals. Where the fuck is Lunchmeat?"
I tried not to laugh, I really did, but I think we all know how much sadistic humor makes me cackle like Witch Hazel from Looney Tunes.
Lunchmeat is such a beautifully apt moniker, and every time the kid walked past with his mind in another dimension, I found myself smiling and thinking to myself in an exasperated tone ...
"Oh, Lunchmeat, will you never learn?"
...
...
...
I can feel your judgement and I reject it.
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honestly I think Lunchmeat is a pretty decent nickname, all things considered
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Spin the Gross Litter Wheel Dice
D1 - Diapers
D2-3 - Fast Food
D4 - Broken Bottles
D5 - Stained Clothes
D6 - Condoms
Geth roll 1d6 for Litter
no thanks I'll pass!
Finished another assignment, almost caught up.....have til the 27th. Guess I'll finish this week's and start the next 2.
I only work 1 day and have Tuesday off, then work another 3 days.
Its odd, but considering how much my shifts tend to go to shit with alarms and shit, I do not mind them being interrupted.
http://www.fallout3nexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=16534
I was living down in Houston when I went into the gas station right next to my house just before work one morning; I had to do a double take because there was, laid gently on the ground next to the curb, an honest-to-goodness crack pipe. It's not really something you expect to see in a decent-to-good neighborhood at 5AM on a Tuesday. I told the guy behind the counter about it and he actually gloved up before getting a broom and dustpan, swept it up and then handled the dustpan like it was carrying a live rattlesnake all the way to the dumpster.
Don't blame him, really.
2 out of 3 ain't bad?
Yeah no one worships satan anymore, come on guy
Just the usual.
What? No used needles?
Generally find those in alley in behind the shops.
One of the series of trains I used to see coming and going during my various shifts just derailed in the Tacoma, Washington area.
Unpleasant sleep soon.
http://www.fallout3nexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=16534
Make sure you report that ASAP. Never know what could come of it and it's better to have documented at the time of the incident.
Don't... we... worship Satan? I mean, who am I receiving gifts from?
That's Santa, his cousin. They both wear red and have cloven feet.
Excuse me sir, would you like to hear the good news about our lord and savior, Fedex?
Oh wise and powerful Avis, cover the loss of our vehicle. Hail Avis, hail victory!
I'm pretty sure at this point that my predecessor just straight up didn't back this particular bit of data up at all since he knew he was quitting, but I can't prove it and have nothing else on my plate at the moment.
In other news I did not get the evaluation I was expecting despite hitting literally every wicket expected. Likely because even though I am outperforming others I haven't been at the command as long, not that anyone would admit that.
*sigh*
Nothing for it but to apply one last time, keep doing what I'm doing, and hope wherever I end up next aren't such ass hats about evals.
The hardest part about moving and getting job offers is getting someone who's willing to like chillax for a few months while you move.
Communists.
Because they didn't have to. Because the government made sure its workers were fed, lodged, and had job security.
Now you may say, "Elaro, didn't they lack certain basic necessities, like LEGO bricks and music by the Beatles?" That is true! So maybe we should count our blessings, in being left to fend for ourselves in the area of housing.
Or the municipal government could get off its ass and keep a registry of every available housing solution in its city, and keep track of available housing? Hmmm?
Just look at these happy workers!
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Like I said, no LEGO bricks.
basic necessities
If you're gonna try and pretend that working in a mine in America at the same time was any different, well, I honestly don't know what to say to you to explain just how wrong you are.
And they were like "how much notice do you need?"
"Well about a month and a half, I'll be giving my current place 4 weeks since I'm essentially upper management and I want a little bit to get across the country and settled"
"Oh that long? We were hoping you could stop by for an interview next week."
Which I mean... yes I could have done that, but I got a little frustrated after the last time they gave me the run around in regards to not having a bachelors and only an associates.
me: "I understand you're looking for a bachelors but I have 11 years of experience in the field professionally and almost another 10 of amateur experience during middle school and high school." (I self taught qbasic and C++ at 12ish)
"We're really looking for someone with a bachelors though."
Just... super frustrating at times, I was more than willing to relocate I just needed the time to do so. Even places that are regional seem super hesitant to even consider you. I've shot out a few to Rochester, Binghamton, Albany, Boston, NYC, some to DC and as soon as they find out I'm not local (I don't put my address on my resume anymore) they basically ghost me.
Like come on now, ya'll are within half a day's driving distance knock that shit off.
As they treat it if you don't smoke as a weirdo
my brother moved because "all the liberals from California were taking the place over"
lol get rekt noob
But first, one of our dishwashers ...
He's a young man (maybe 19?) majoring in Computer Science, and true to the stereotype, he's very bright in a certain range of topics, but has trouble with the common sense it takes to be a dishwasher in a high volume restaurant; his heart is always in the right place, but he's ... just ... well, he's not very efficient and he's required a good deal of coaching. His name is Serani and he is apparently of Turkish descent; one of the line cooks immediately nicknamed him 'Salami,' to which he had a good laugh and now embraces his nickname as a grand joke.
So, our visiting chef proceeded to start calling him by various other meat names: Salami became Pastrami, which became Bologna, which became Prosciutto and so on. Each new name got a hearty laugh from this kid.
There was one point this evening where we needed some various flatware on the expo line and Serani had been kind of dragging his feet, to which Visiting Chef asked the air:
"Man, I really need some app plates and ovals. Where the fuck is Lunchmeat?"
I tried not to laugh, I really did, but I think we all know how much sadistic humor makes me cackle like Witch Hazel from Looney Tunes.
Lunchmeat is such a beautifully apt moniker, and every time the kid walked past with his mind in another dimension, I found myself smiling and thinking to myself in an exasperated tone ...
"Oh, Lunchmeat, will you never learn?"
...
...
...
I can feel your judgement and I reject it.