@thebird said:
I found two fleas on my dog last night... As such, I haven't slept for two reasons:
- I've been obsessively vacuuming the entire house while not at work after washing the dog with flea-shampoo
- I feel itchy
Fuck you, fleas. =|
So you react to fleas the way I react to lice. I feel your pain.
@BetterJudgment said:
My god. Won't your dentist see you and then delay filing the claim for the 48 hours needed for things to get fixed? Honestly, if my dentist was going to let me have a broken tooth and exposed nerve for eight hours, much less 48, over some easily verifiable insurance fuck-up that will be resolved, I'd go to a different dentist right away.
This. Did they quote you for services? It may be worth shelling out the cash and then handling the claim yourself. You can do that, you know.
@Ganymede said:
There's plenty of young. You just have to know where to go. And when.
Out of curiosity, what's the demographics of the Oregon district nowadays?
Incompetent, yet demanding, PTA boards. Don't alienate ninety percent of the families at school and then bitch about how nobody's interested in volunteering for your self-congratulatory (but ultimately kind of pointless) 'fundraisers'.
I bet you'd love my bourgeois-as-fuck sister-in-law, though.
I have shrunk, apparently. Thank you, doctor, last news I was expecting. 
I have crossed beneath the 5ft-nothin' line, barely topping 4ft 11.
I feel the compulsion to app a WB again...
At work, I've been training someone to take over for me when I'm finally like "alright bitches, part time for real, none of this 12 hour days bullshit anymore" at the start of November. Considering the other person has only been doing the job I'm training them to do for about two weeks, they're absolutely fantastic - just slow and stuff still since they don't know what anything is, or where it's at.
So, cue this morning, after three days of absolutely busting ass trying to get stuff done, but still running behind, because teaching new-person. I was on my own, fully intending to bust ass for another day and get all of the production done, since I knew we were so behind. Thankfully I work better on my own these days...
Get to work and there's this snarky note from my manager about how I "need to find [my] hustle today". Totally struck a nerve, and I've been pissed off ever since. Plus another twelve hour day. I am only one person. She apparently got chewed out by upper management because we were missing pies or something... I don't know. I get that she's trying to do her job, but fuck... I literally cannot work any harder while I'm there.
Anyway... TL:DR - twelve hour days, snarky attitudes and managers who think you haven't been doing fuck-all for days when you've been doing the work of about three people piss me the hell off.
I'm sad the job I really want is a bit far for my transportation.
@Bristled-Thistle said:
Out of curiosity, what's the demographics of the Oregon district nowadays?
If you are speaking of its residents, it contains the usual mélange of the very affluent and blissfully-ignorant hipsters.
It gets a lot of visitors from other places in Dayton, though. So, it's still pretty young, I feel.
No Spoilers: One of the final endings for the game Life Is Strange pissed me off to no end. So much so that when I chose another I thought, this isn't great but it is much more appropriate.
“If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.”
― Carl Sagan, Cosmos
@Thenomain said:
No Spoilers: One of the final endings for the game Life Is Strange pissed me off to no end. So much so that when I chose another I thought, this isn't great but it is much more appropriate.
Yeah I sure did just stay up past a reasonable bedtime finishing that game...
Delivery person, at 10:30 pm, jiggling your door handle so they can be given the .40.
I cannot think of a legitimate reason for trying to enter a house. "I didn't think you were home." is not a sounding better.
While driving around, I guess I pissed someone off because he threatened to beat me up three times during the trip, once even getting out of his car and pointing angrily at me.
I have no idea why.
Leaving the house in the morning although it's raining because I have a jacket and hood doesn't mean I should do so wearing sneakers which are basically 0% water resistant.
Now I'll have wet feet all day. Yay.
It's cold. (Cold for here which is 60 but fuck it, I'm cold) The heat in my car is broken. I'm still under warranty, car is less than 2 years old, but still, time and aggravation to get it fixed.
Also Sirius needs to fire Madison at First Wave. I hate her. And delicious Halloween fraps at Starbucks have too many calories. We won't even discuss the amount of sugar.
It's fucking raining and I'm wearing my brand new leather sneakers. Fuck.
"Excuse the hell out of you. He's a bag of dicks. I'm a carefully curated box of cocks." -- to @GirlCalledBlu upon being misrepresented.
@Coin said:
It's fucking raining and I'm wearing my brand new leather sneakers. Fuck.
#firstworldproblem
“If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.”
― Carl Sagan, Cosmos
@Thenomain said:
@Coin said:
It's fucking raining and I'm wearing my brand new leather sneakers. Fuck.
#firstworldproblem
He doesn't live in the first world!
I'm a rodeo clown.
@tragedyjones said:
@Thenomain said:
@Coin said:
It's fucking raining and I'm wearing my brand new leather sneakers. Fuck.
#firstworldproblem
He doesn't live in the first world!
Then he should stop pretending to be important by having first world problems.
When people, including Facebook friends and those online, don't like the exact same stuff as me or worse, have different opinions.
Those dicks,
@thebird said:
I found two fleas on my dog last night... As such, I haven't slept for two reasons:
- I've been obsessively vacuuming the entire house while not at work after washing the dog with flea-shampoo
- I feel itchy
Fuck you, fleas. =|
So you react to fleas the way I react to lice. I feel your pain.
