I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
The girls at the coffee shop don't even ask me what I want anymore. :P
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
Anyway, whoever had the Excel macro problem... that window I think is just the Macro toolbar that was dragged out of the rest of the toolbars and was it's own little window.
I don't know what the Macro toolbar is? When I goto View->Toolbars there is no Macro toolbar. There is a Visual Basic toolbar, that I have visible and is sitting alongside my Reviewing toolbar, but that's not the window I'm talking about. It is where I clicked the Record Macro button, but after I click that button, a little window used to pop up in the middle of the screen that had Stop Recording and Relative Cell References buttons on it. It was little, like three cells by three cells large.
Yeah, I thought that was part of the Macros toolbar. I'm using Office 2007, so the old terms and such are starting to fade.
I thought that might be the case... you working with 2007. Thanks anyway.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
The girls at the coffee shop don't even ask me what I want anymore. :P
That's because every time they did you made a crude pass at them.
When did people stop hating Wiggins? That's a shock. Actually the whole place seems to have calmed down since the last time I've been there.
May as well rename it SE--.
I never really got the hate for Wiggins. It just seemed like a lot of well known forumers didn't like his little kid nature railed on him and then a bunch of other people dog piled on like a fark cliche.
He tried way too damn hard, and used to post too much for someone who had so little to say. Dogpiling was half the problem; the other was that his overreaction to overreactions was equally disproportionate. You don't like me? OMG how could you not like me? I'm so likeable!
I'm glad he decided to fuck-off. I really hated dealing that bullshit.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
The girls at the coffee shop don't even ask me what I want anymore. :P
In their defense, it's hard to get words out when a man wearing a mask and holding a chainsaw is violently stabbing you.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
I like it when I am remembered at places. I like to develop a rapport with my servers wherever I go, too.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
The girls at the coffee shop don't even ask me what I want anymore. :P
That's because every time they did you made a crude pass at them.
"Four shots of espresso for here" is not a crude pass as far as I know. If it is, someone should change the names of the items on their menu.
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I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
what?
why is that a bad thing
you so weird
She's a secret agent, and it could blow her cover. What did you think?
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
I like it when I am remembered at places. I like to develop a rapport with my servers wherever I go, too.
I have three different delis in this city that know me by name and know what time I'm coming in and what I want when I do. It's my weekday work rotation, and it's consistent enough for them to have my Reuben ready for me when I walk in the door.
When did people stop hating Wiggins? That's a shock. Actually the whole place seems to have calmed down since the last time I've been there.
May as well rename it SE--.
I never really got the hate for Wiggins. It just seemed like a lot of well known forumers didn't like his little kid nature railed on him and then a bunch of other people dog piled on like a fark cliche.
He tried way too damn hard, and used to post too much for someone who had so little to say. Dogpiling was half the problem; the other was that his overreaction to overreactions was equally disproportionate. You don't like me? OMG how could you not like me? I'm so likeable!
I'm glad he decided to fuck-off. I really hated dealing that bullshit.
I never really liked Wiggins, but I didn't hate him to the extent others do, I mean isn't his mom the one with cancer? Some of the things people have said were just down right degrading to anyone I don't care if you're kidding or not.
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When did people stop hating Wiggins? That's a shock. Actually the whole place seems to have calmed down since the last time I've been there.
May as well rename it SE--.
I never really got the hate for Wiggins. It just seemed like a lot of well known forumers didn't like his little kid nature railed on him and then a bunch of other people dog piled on like a fark cliche.
It was terrible when he first joined and was here in D&D. Cass and Kusu railed on him for no reason.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
I like it when I am remembered at places. I like to develop a rapport with my servers wherever I go, too.
I have three different delis in this city that know me by name and know what time I'm coming in and what I want when I do. It's my weekday work rotation, and it's consistent enough for them to have my Reuben ready for me when I walk in the door.
Man just buy some food and prepare it yourself.
Of the top of my head, I'd guess that buying food at 3 different delis every day would put you around the neighborhood of 20 bucks a day, if not more. That's a hundred bucks a week, and like 5 thousand dollars a year.
I hate it when people start to recognise me. There's one sandwich shop I can never again enter (well, I'll wait six months) because once they remembered my order.
I like it when I am remembered at places. I like to develop a rapport with my servers wherever I go, too.
I have three different delis in this city that know me by name and know what time I'm coming in and what I want when I do. It's my weekday work rotation, and it's consistent enough for them to have my Reuben ready for me when I walk in the door.
That is sweet. I like things like that.
There's this one manager at one of the three Boston Pizza locations in town here who knows me quite well. We chat all the time when we run into each other. Started off he was a server moving up at the northend location. We went there a lot in our senior year and after since it was open late. He then moved to 8th street, and when I would end up there (more often after moving out with my roomie, as she liked that location more and we were closer), we'd run into each other some. He was manager there, which is why he moved, I think. I ran into him at the new location closer to my house and he still remembered me. He invited me to a BP golf tournament one summer, but I was busy. He's a great guy.
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I was in Ohio in August. You did not cook me food.
what?
why is that a bad thing
you so weird
The girls at the coffee shop don't even ask me what I want anymore. :P
She's English.
She can't help it.
That is awesome.
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I thought that might be the case... you working with 2007. Thanks anyway.
That's because every time they did you made a crude pass at them.
He tried way too damn hard, and used to post too much for someone who had so little to say. Dogpiling was half the problem; the other was that his overreaction to overreactions was equally disproportionate. You don't like me? OMG how could you not like me? I'm so likeable!
I'm glad he decided to fuck-off. I really hated dealing that bullshit.
In their defense, it's hard to get words out when a man wearing a mask and holding a chainsaw is violently stabbing you.
Calgary.
You didn't ask me to.
That's who I was thinking of when I made it.
I like it when I am remembered at places. I like to develop a rapport with my servers wherever I go, too.
"Four shots of espresso for here" is not a crude pass as far as I know. If it is, someone should change the names of the items on their menu.
She's a secret agent, and it could blow her cover. What did you think?
Fair enough.
If I ask next time?
I can remember just about every single time I have been embarrassed, or accidentally embarrassed somebody else.
I try not to maintain eye contact, and I switch up shops, because I think it is embarrassing to have a stranger be too familiar with you.
It's called the Stop Recording toolbar.
Now if I could just figure out how to get it back!
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I have three different delis in this city that know me by name and know what time I'm coming in and what I want when I do. It's my weekday work rotation, and it's consistent enough for them to have my Reuben ready for me when I walk in the door.
I bet Senj locked him in the basement so no one else can have him.
w-why?
That's... that's so weird.
But I don't really care because I don't really do anything to get in trouble like most of you fuckfaces.
You still have to provide your own transportation, as I am dispossessed.
I never really liked Wiggins, but I didn't hate him to the extent others do, I mean isn't his mom the one with cancer? Some of the things people have said were just down right degrading to anyone I don't care if you're kidding or not.
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You are quite strange...
I like you because your avatar reminds me of my old dog Maggie.
It was terrible when he first joined and was here in D&D. Cass and Kusu railed on him for no reason.
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That is awesome. Someone in Marketing deserves a raise.
A gentleman never asks and a lady never tells!
Man just buy some food and prepare it yourself.
Of the top of my head, I'd guess that buying food at 3 different delis every day would put you around the neighborhood of 20 bucks a day, if not more. That's a hundred bucks a week, and like 5 thousand dollars a year.
Are the reubens that good?
That is sweet. I like things like that.
There's this one manager at one of the three Boston Pizza locations in town here who knows me quite well. We chat all the time when we run into each other. Started off he was a server moving up at the northend location. We went there a lot in our senior year and after since it was open late. He then moved to 8th street, and when I would end up there (more often after moving out with my roomie, as she liked that location more and we were closer), we'd run into each other some. He was manager there, which is why he moved, I think. I ran into him at the new location closer to my house and he still remembered me. He invited me to a BP golf tournament one summer, but I was busy. He's a great guy.