Things that are pissing you off. - Page 2475

or maybe a nudist association...?

Excuse the litany of pissed-offedness that follows. I drove home tonight, but the Interstate was closed, much to my surprise. I end up getting completely lost. I get back on the road I want, and then I get pulled over by a cop. I get the first moving violation in my whole life--the cop said I didn't signal a lane change. I'm reasonably sure I did, but what the hell ever. Then I decide to get home by going through the city. Naturally, I drive through what looks like an active murder scene. And finally, as a cherry on the sundae, I expect something to be in the mail when I get home, but it is not.

I'm going to use the next few hours to drink port until my cognitive faculties no longer function in the manner that the Lord intended.

Also, since I'm in a pissy mood, I might just wear a suit irregardless of whether it will be well received. If anyone is snotty about it, then a kick in the scrotum will be well received. Or at very least, it will be well given.

just pizza hut is no dice, and many other pizza establishments. but sauce ans cheese on dough, is perfectly kosher.

lol

i have never tried jalapeños, but i do like mushrooms and onions, occasionally olives.

for me or the kids?

correct. but would be faking funny.

i am so happy that i have you on retainer.

so sorry, brother rambo.

hope things pick up soon.

Ah the joys of living in a third world country.

Ton of shit to do today, which means 2-3km of walking, its pissing down and cold as fuck out.

jet lag.

I'm coming down with a cold too. The last time I had the flu was 4 years ago and the last cold was 2 years ago. The only way I really get the flu/colds are if I'm around those who have super virulent colds such as:
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Update to yesterday's post in this thread:

1. I packed a suit for the conference, which I am going to wear. BB suit with Charvet tie. I just feel too weird doing my job in something other than a suit.

2. As I reflect more, I'm pretty sure it's literally impossible for me to have done what the cop wrote me a ticket for doing. I think he just must have been jealous of my car and wanted to bring me down a peg. (The first sentence is truer than the second.)

Cops lying or exaggerating? Impossible!

Yeah, I really think he outright lied. He said that I came into his lane without signaling and forced him into another lane. But then didn't happen. After I got into my lane, I looked in my rearview mirror, and for no apparent reason, some guy a fair bit behind me makes a quick lane change to the left. I wondered why the hell he was doing that--it didn't even occur to me that I made him do that. (Again, because he's in my rearview mirror a fair bit behind me.) Then he turns on his lights and pulls me over. He wasn't even close to having to make that lane change. Ugh.

I'm not sure how I feel about this - but yesterday at arraignment (where criminal defendants are called into court to enter a plea of not guilty to proceed to trial) there were a group of about 10 incarcerated defendants (because they couldn't make bail) who were arraigned by video conference from the Jail to the Courthouse. The courtroom was also occupied by about a half dozen private defense attorneys (myself included) and about 30-40 criminal defendants who were in the back of the courtroom for arraignment as well. I believe all the incarcerated defendants were represented by the public defender's office. Unfortunately, the PDs rarely get out to the prison ahead of arraignment to explain what's going to happen, which is a big problem in my opinion with the use of video conferencing. One defendant in particular was confused about what was happening and didn't understand why the PD was entering a plea for him (it's not clear if he understood it was a not guilty plea, or he may have mistakenly thought it was a guilty plea being entered without his knowledge or consent). He gets very agitated and starts yelling at the video conferencing camera. The Judge and the private attorneys can all see this on the big screen tv that is broadcasting the jail side of the video conference. The guards come in and remove the other 9 incarcerated defendants, then come back and strong arm the agitated guy out of the screen. So it's just an image of an empty jail room on the TV now, but the audio is still live, and for everyone to hear there proceeds an epic beatdown of this putz, complete with the sound of a Foley artist punching cantaloupes with baseball bats.

back at work.

The asshole i set a bailiff on tries to have his lawyer take care of it. This was to be expected, but how stupid are you to have him first tell the bailiff that he didnt receive the money, and then when confronted with evidence lie about the purpose of the payment.

This can be disproven as well, but it just takes time and he is trying to either stall of weasel his way out of it.

I feel like pulling a Stewie and have the guy beaten up until he bleeds enough for the blood bank to refund my money. Sadly, the legal system will have to take care of it...

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What kind of car, Baller?

It has been a long day, longer than I have wanted but cable Si Fi is showing The City on the Edge of Forever. This would have to be my all time favourite episode of Star Trek, it’s been like 15 years since I have seen this so I am rapt. It is one of the best episodes of the original Star Trek written by Harlon Elison. I have read a couple of books of his and he worked with Roy Thomas on the Avengers at one stage. So its just about to start then …………………. the wife answers the mobile and its our son he has just been involved in an accident. I try and follow the conversation, the first thing that comes to the surface is that has anyone been injured, has an ambulance been called. No. OK what the fuck is going on. Thankfully where its occurred is only a a klick away. So we drive then to find out what is going on.

We get there and I see that the whole right hand side,the drivers side in Oz of his car has been creamed he is lucky to be alive. Its that simple. He is in shock his mother is now in shock but, me no time that I have to stay focused and find out what has happened.

I see the other driver she has just given details to my wife but you can tell she is in a bad way. The Police are not coming as no one has to go to hospital, WTF?. His mother is in the car dealing with him and I speak to the young woman. She is in shock, shaking badly she knows how close to a total fucking disaster the situation has come too. I get her to sit down and we talk, fuck the insurance we are going be crucified anyway. We talk for about ten minutes it could be longer but time is stretching out. I keep looking at my son he has not moved from behind the wheel of the car since the accident. My wife is also in shock, a few people from houses come out to see what is going on. Are we making that much noise?

I am with the other driver we talk, she tells me this I tell her that, meanwhile I can see and hear my wife talking with our son. My wife is trying to keep it under control our son is losing it. The other driver is in shock, trembling, not as violently as when I first spoke with her but still. She knows how close to a pine box both my son and her have come too. Eventually she is able to drive back to her place which is only a klick away.

Time has slowed right down at this point everything is in slow motion. I know that I am in shock it was seeing the drivers side of the car that did it for me. But having worked in mental health all that old training has kicked in. There is an accident, is anyone injured no. Ok what is going on then. Focus someone has to stay in charge here and your it.

The wife and I deal with our son, time for the Police later. He cant open the drivers side door but we can get him to drive home. We get him home and then it blows up he was being an idiot and he admits this. Major argument ensures I simply cannot cope with him at present after what has happened. So I walk out and call up a mate.

My mate has a son the same age and I find out from him his son has skipped the reservation earlier today and he has no idea where he is. I buy a six pack of premixed OP Bundy, by now I know I am running on pure adrenaline . Its only when I leave the supermarket that I realise that the stupid teenage girl on the checkout has charged me for a can instead of a six pack. $6 versus $30. Fuck it I arrive at my mates place we talk compare our sorrows and I realise that my son could have been killed tonight due to his stupidity. WTF I know I am in still in shock five hours later I as its now 1.30am I am wide awake and the alcohol I have drunk tonight has done nothing to take the edge off.

Can someone please tell me what is going on here? Fuck it there has to be something at this time of night on cable as I am a long way from sleep.

PS I hope the fuck this makes sense.