1 ) getting yelled at for Not Babysitting a 60+ year old dude that has been the Same business for 30+ years , I didn't have time and told my boss before hand .

2 ) Spastic ass customer supervisors that have my cell phone Number , calling 10 times in a row , for the same Problem , its an IT problem . I am a Scale tech NOT a Network Geek !!!!!

3) Not winning the Fucking Power ball so I don't have to Listen to , or put up with this stuff !!!!!

That is All at this time

[passes ZippyT a cold beer]

AHHHHH !!!!
Thanks Limey that helps ;)

I knew there was a reason I liked Flint.

and that upsets me.

I think someone (could be you) should start a who's who (or a who's whom) thread explaining the merits and demerits of each dwellar so those of us who have been out of the loop or are part timers can quickly research exactly what kind of nut(s) we are dealing with.

E.g. Maybe there is something I don't know about Flint that I should...

:rotflol: great work Glatt.

3 foot, Flint is a sick, nasty bastard. And that makes him perfect for the cellar, he's a good egg. I was just messing with you. The only guy you want to avoid is that Undertoad dude. he's a bully. just picks on people for no reason at all.;)

:lol2:

I am having the shittiest fucking day. That is all.


No, wait, that's not all. The shittiness is compounded because I can't tell Mr. Clod about the bulk of it or he'll just get upset too, which will be worse for me in the long run. And I really, really, really need a nap right now, but I can't take one because I'm too worked up to sleep. And the kids are taunting me about this by both being peacefully asleep at the same time.

Damn, Clodfobble. Sorry about that.

And all I have to complain about is this jackhammer that's been running about 10 feet behind my office. All day.

Sorry, Clod!

Hang in there.

Kittens going in for spaying/neutering and all the other baby cat malarky tomorrow. Love them so much already don't want to put them through it, but it has to be done and the younger the better/easier....

I'll see your 18 percent and raise you 20 percent.

From here.

I don't know if that's a local increase or a national increase for Xcel's customers.

My Uncle has pre-cancerous cells in his throat.
Apparently he has been suffering from Barratt's Syndrome (aka Barratt's Oesophagus) for years and now has extensive scarring to his throat, putting him at greater risk of throat cancer. The risk is only increased, it is still a small percentage I hasten to add.

It's good, because it's been diagnosed and will be watched from now on.

But Mum suffers badly from reflux, and has done for a long time. She ticks all the boxes (except she's not a smoker and never has been). She's going to mention it to her GP next time she goes. I worry she might have it too and I'm not sure our healthcare system is as efficient as Australia's - she's never been checked despite being 13 years old than Jim. Also it explains why she is in pain from it so often - I had hoped it would just go away at some point.

And finally I suffer badly from reflux. Yes, it's mostly my own fault. But there's the added worry now that I'm not just ending up in pain, I'm creating ideal conditions for cancer. Not over-dramatising, I know the risk is still low. It's just potentially higher than it was before, given that this is a genetic condition.

Sigh. I'm upset mostly for Mum. It's her baby brother after all and so far away.

CRAP! Arg.


I am sorry about your woes, Clod. :(

It's okay, I'm better today. I did end up telling Mr. Clod about the crap from yesterday, but only after hemming and hawing about how it was only going to upset him, so he was basically obligated not to get upset. :) I'm no good at keeping stuff to myself anyway.

The hemming and hawing is useful sometimes. Glad to hear you got it off your chest.

First Uncle Jim, now my sister.
Anyone else in my family want to go into hospital?

Excerpt from Mum's email that I picked up this morning (names replaced of course):
second email:

Update.
The balloons she refers to are the balloon bouquet I sent. They don't allow flowers on that ward.

She seems to be out of danger. But in this country any hospital stay is always concerning because they usually want you out asap. They must have been quite concerned.

Not that I post here to get a response, but am a little disappointed that two of my family have health problems that I have been quite concerned about, and three days later no-one has even given me a "oh, that happened to my cousin Tom and he's a CEO of a multi-national with 16 children now..." anecdote.

S'okay. I'm getting by just worrying. It's an internet forum not a support group after all, I remember.

Oh, that happened to my cousin Tom and he's a CEO of a multi-national with 16 children now.

Sorry, Sundae--I was supporting you in my head, I promise. Sometimes I forget to actually type out reactions to posts. I do hope everyone starts feeling better very soon.

Well...I did once slice open my hand with a box cutter. Oh, and a chainsaw. Those weren't as bad as they sound, though.

I am very sorry, Sundae. :( I don't really have any specific experiences to relate to yours, but I sure hope your family members recover quickly.

I am just about ready to start shooting up heroin. My MIL has only been here about 10 hours and already she has tried to burn down the house. In one of her OCD beverage management moments she tried to turn the stove on.

Most people pour a cup of coffee from the coffee pot and drink it, maybe they add milk or half and half or a little sugar. She pours the coffee and then heats up milk and soy milk together then makes a 50/50 mix. OK fine. Then she takes two or three sips and adds some stevia. The she asks where the sugar is. I point to the ICONIC, if you have ever been in a diner in your entire life, sugar dispenser. She touches the dispenser and I say "Yes". She then moves her hand to a jar of garlic powder and asks "THIS?" No, the first thing you touched. She picks up the garlic powder. "Is this it?" "No, it's in the other jar, THE SUGAR DISPENSER, the one you just had your hand on." "Where's the other sugar? I thought you had brown sugar." "We're out, we need to get more."
Pours some sugar into her hand and walks back to the table and puts a small amount into her coffee and dumps the rest half on her plate and half on the table then dusts off her hands over the floor. Sure feed the ants, why not share the wealth?

By now the coffee has gotten cold so she goes up to the stove and again tries to light it to heat up water this time to thin down the coffee. She turns the burner on FULL past "Light" so propane starts to fill the kitchen. She turns it off agin. Then all the way on again, leaving the gas running she asks "Why won't this light?" I get up and walk over to the stove, turn off the gas and say "This stove doesn't have a pilot light, do you see the word 'light'? You turn the knob to 'light' and that lights the burner. Then you adjust the flame."

The inch asks what a pilot light is and I explain pilot lights vs piezo ignitors to him and he gets it. "The spark makes the gas go 'VOOOM'."

She is in automataton mode most of the time. Youliterally have to follow her around the kitchen. She wanted to make toast the other night and seeing the toaster was full, instead of waiting, like a normal person would do, she jsut shoved her bread down on top of the bread that was already in the toaster. The she wanted to heat up the last five tablespoons of soup in the pot so she (managed to) light the stove and put the burner on max and walked away. When she isn't busy trying to burn the house down or blow us all to smithereens she's rambling about The second world war and how thay have to steal potatoes and coal, etc etc.

She did arrive with a pile of gifts for the inch, as usual age innappropriate. Something for a person two years older than him with about 976 small chokable parts for his one year old sister to enjoy too. Nice going. And now dad (the buzzkill) has to explain why we aren't going to open all the bags of chokables so they can be spread all over the house. Thanks OMA.

Finally, this same woman who has had numerous car accidents caused by her dreamstate driving, wants to, are you ready?

Take the children somewhere in her car.

What the fucking fuck? We aren't even happy with her taking them around the block. Thank god she's too stupid to figure out how to install a car seat or she'd try to sneak them, I'm sure. The inch is almost reday for a booster seat, then we have to come up with plan B. She thinks we are unreasonable in not allowing her to drive them places. We think she is just dangerously inept and innattentive.

ok I'm done for now

Soz SG, started typing something as a response, then J arrived at my house and I closed the page intending to go back to it later.....then didn't:P

How's your mum? Is she coping okay? This must be a horrib;y worrying time for her.

3foot, dear God she sounds like a handful!

Foot, has she been examined by a doctor for Alzheimers? It sounds like she's not just a nuisance, she's incapable of living safely on her own. At least you seem to have Mrs. Foot onboard with the idea that her mother shall not take the children out alone, better to have her own daughter confronting her on these things.

Clod,
She doesn't need doctors because Jesus will take care of everything. Seriously. She once told me straight faced, when I mentioned I was looking for a career mentor, that Jesus would eb my mentor. I calmly explained that I was thinking more of someone who had photographic experience, she told me he could help me with that too-- it's in the bible...

More breaking news as events unfold-- I'm having a sanity break.

How long has she been this way, foot?

I agree, she should live with her daughter. :bolt:

Since WWII, the big one. That's all we ever hear about it seems. Well that and The J man.

And Bruce, we know a charming little place in PA where we could send her:rolleyes:

Oh, now she's dragging me into this.

I just found out that my main (read: currently my only) contracting gig will be ending in August because the company is closing. I was under the impression it was at least moderately profitable, so I don't understand why the owner is choosing to dissolve everything instead of selling the business as a whole, but he was nice enough to give everyone plenty of notice, anyway. I'm not going to be as hard hit as any of the full-time employees, of course, but it'll still hurt. We've always budgeted the necessities as if we only had one income, since mine was unpredictable, but unpredictable is still better than nonexistent. Anyone got any voiceover needs, or a few thousand files they need edited and processed? :(

Sorry, I was very busy, tired and worrying about random family events and it made me pissy.

My sis was let out of hospital at the weekend - scary fact is that they warned her she might have lost at least partial use of her hand due to the infection. It was caught in time, but it scares me how a simple cut took hospital intervention within 24 hours and there was still a reasonable element of danger. Knives don't kill people, infections do - as it were.

Clod I'm really sorry to hear your news. Financial instability (even a rock of the boat) is always scary, and it must be much worse with children to consider. Here's hoping the J man is looking out for you as well as Foot's MIL. Apparently when he closes a door he opens a window. I do that if I've been in the bathroom a while too.

Seriously - fingers crossed.

My friend (and ex) D, always says, when one door closes there's another one waiting to slam shut in your face.......not sure that's particularly helpful, but there we go.

Politics is a dirty place. My good friend J has thrown her hat in the ring for the parliametary candidature for the neighbouring constituency. This means she is trying to get selected by the party to stand as the MP candidate in the next general election. her constituency and mine are 'twinned' so many of the main players are the same in both. The faction I've mentioned before and who make life very difficult in my constituency are also doing the same in hers. They would rather have our party lose the seat than win it with J as the candidate.

The selection fight has started to get nasty. The other faction have started leaking stuff to the press and generally undermining J in favour of another candidate. What upsets me is they have no reason at all to harbour such hatred towards her. Not only are they smearing her in the press they are slandering her to anyone who'll listen. I cannot understand the level of vitriol. I mean, I can understand them hating me.....I am absolutely their enemy and have (and will continue to) attacked them; though never in the press, I will always keep in behind the party doors. J has never done anything to any of them. She's a really lovely person.

you need to to obtain some very compromising photos of the b'stards.

wallet stolen
with everything save my soul and car keys in it
fack
filled out police report
gotta go to DMV tomorrow early to get new license
damnit

Aw thats shitty fresh, I hope it turns out OK and that the person who stole it gets boils all over their body, old testament style.


I think I have a blood sugar problem and I didn't eat enough today.

freshness, that's tough. I've lost my wallet twice and, luckily, found it again both times, most recently on Monday. It was sitting on the ground next to my motorcycle. Once I lost it in the ocean and my wife found it before I even knew it was gone. But it made me think what I'd have to go through to replace everything in there. Did you look on the ground next to your car?

or in the ocean?

Those were the next two places I was gonna search.

Got it stolen at the Lifetime Fitness Center I work out at yesterday. Musta dropped outta my pants or something while I changed...
But I'm pretty sure it's not there since my credit card had already been charged 300 dollars and attempted to be charged close to 1,000 in a mere 3 hours after I got it stolen..... Luckily called the plastic company and froze it all and won't have to pay for anything.

I had a AAA insurance card, BC/BS health insurance, +-20 bucks cash, my debit card and a shitload of giftcards.
Heading over to the DMV in about 25 minutes.

So not a big problem, but I'm going to watch my bills for a while and freakin' learn to lock all my shit up before I work out.

Rotten luck Fresh.
At least you cancelled it in time.

I lost my debit card without even knowing I'd lost it.
I called my bank to cancel it when I tried to withdraw some money at 21.00 that evening and realised it was lost.

I got home at 15.00 (I know because I switched the tv on and a certain programme was just starting).
It turned out that at 15.30 my card was used a mile away in Walthamstow to buy an electrical item worth just under £1000
I can only assume it fell out of my car in front of my house, and the wrong person went past at the wrong time, saw it and acted on it immediately.

They informed me a couple of weeks later about the transaction, which they had cancelled the next day, and I had to pay a £50 excess because I reported the loss after the purchase.

Three months later the bank fraud dept asked me for a crime number.
They claimed that I would be liable for the full amount after all, due to my late request to cancel the card and its subsequent use. They advised me it was "suspicious" that I hadn't reported the loss to the Police.
They told me to go to my local police station and report it retrospectively - despite living in a different city by then.
I tried - they were baffled and told me I must be confused. I was lucky they didn't laugh in my face.
When I called the bank back they reiterated that without a crime number (for a crime I didn't know was committed until later) I would have to refund them for the transaction they had written off.

Luckily my Mum worked for the police issuing those numbers at the time (albeit in a dufferent location) and she phoned them up on my behalf and set them straight.

I don't bank with them any more.

I swear to god, as I was typing this, the following popped up on my screen.

Well, doubleshit. the error has vanished as well. ffs. starting over AGAIN.

fucking civic duty my ass. piece of shit trial judge announces a 4 week trial. tells people who are travelling for anniversaries, family vacations, etc to just reschedule. Another guy has devoted the last 18 months to prepping his company for launch... she tells him to delay it another month, no big deal. 3 of us stand up and explain that it isn't the loss of income for four weeks that is devastating (although that is bad enough) it's that we are each single person business owners and if we go away for a month there is a very real likelihood that the company will fold. Her response? Guess you need to hire someone quickly then. I further explain that my job is tied to market hours and I have to meet my clients during those times. Her response? If they're good clients they'll wait.

Fuck her and fuck the piece of shit on trial. 4 fucking weeks.

That is beyond suck. Sorry man. That's what you get for voting. :3_eyes:

Dude, that really blows. A lawyer friend of mine explained to me how to get out of being selected for jury duty something to the effect of spouting racist bigoted remarks which barely pertain to any questions asked of you. You may lose a day showing up for selection but you won't be selected.

Example:
Do you know either of these people?
Mr. X? Sounds like some cocksucking faggot jew/chink/nigger etc. name.Do I look like I'd know some faggot jew/chink/nigger etc.?
There all guilty as hell and should be sent back where they belong etc. etc.e tc.

Apparently you won't be asked to sit on jury duty.

I changed my voting registration and since then I haven't been asked once in many years.

That sucks lookout, I'm sorry. Sounds like it's time to invest in a Blackberry and keep constant email communication going throughout the proceedings.

That might get you dismissed... hopefully.

I'm sure it depends on the court, or possibly even the judge, but when I did jury duty earlier this year, we were under strict orders to have our phones OFF. Not silent, not on vibrate, but off. And when it came time to actually deliberate, the bailiffs collected them.

Sorry for you Lookout.
One of our Sales Managers (in a previous job) was in the same situation. He lucked out in that "his" trial was only two days in the end. May it happen for you.

Just as an aside.
I've wanted to be on jury duty since I hit 18.
I've never been self employed and only once been on bonuses that would make it hard for me to miss work.

I was summonsed. Once. The week before I left London for Leicester - all plans made, not working, moving out date agreed with landlord, employment agencies in Leicester contacted. And they called me for jury duty. I could have cried.

Of course I had to advise them I couldn't attend as I wouldn't be living in the area on the date of the summons. I asked for a deferral but I was given a (? cancellation?) because of the change in geography. Sigh.

Don't get me wrong - I really like the job I'm in at present. I'd probably come in every evening just to catch up and be involved. I'd just love the chance to be part of a court case.

When I showed for jury duty earlier this year, cell phones were banned from the courthouse. Couldn't even make it through front door security with one. Fuckers.

Or you could play sudoku...
http://www.news.com.au/mercury/story...30-921,00.html

how can I make my text into a link or vice versa? I forgot while I was away.

Highlight the text and then click the little blue globe buttonhttp://cellar.org/images/editor/createlink.gif to fill in the address.

I would like to point out for the record that I'm not some dickwad that refuses to serve or thinks my job is more important than another person's. I have served on two juries in the past. Both less than a week. I was fully willing to sacrifice another few days for this. But realistically 4 weeks + deliberations wouldn't just hurt my personal funds it would put my business in real danger. Clients aren't all that understanding of their money manager being gone for a month, for any reason.

I don't think a person is a dickwad for wanting to preserve his business rather than serve the judicial system of an administration which has amply shown it won't bail him out when his business fails and he is bankrupt. Unless of course his business has members of the current administration, or their families on its board of directors, in which case, you would be bailed out when you went bankrupt and you also wouldn't have to serve jury duty either, nor would you have to serve in the military.

So, no I don't think you are a dickwad for wanting to earn a living rather than be a drain on our country's allready tapped finances.

And on another totally unrelated topic, nuke a gay whale for christ!

(Do I sound bitter and cynical? I'm don't feel bitter and cynical)

I wouldn't judge someone because being on jury service had a negative impact on their livelihood.

I think it would bring a negative attitude to the process of justice.
Of course it is important that successful and well paid people also serve - it just seems a shame that you can't get some sort of dispensation for having served twice before.

I'll come and pretend to be you if you like?
I'll just need airfare and a dialogue coach

!!! I've been typing [ url="*" ] text [ /url ].

That'll work too. If you're old school.

I'm happy now because I've just been released, but the whole process has left me a bit angry.

This morning I was threatened with contempt of court and warned about my attitude and lack of respect. I explained how I felt I was showing the exact amount of respect needed for someone willing to allow small business owners suffer and go out of business with a wave of their hand because they've lost touch with the world just outside their doors. I still didn't get dismissed for that though.

The judge continued the questioning right up until the point that I said I thought it was a travesty that I would be forced to sit in a courtroom for four weeks watching my business fall apart before I could say "Guilty".

The defendent about shit himself and I was dismissed shortly afterwards.