Things That Are Bothering You, Got You All Hibbeldy-Jibbeldy, or just downright pissed, RIGHT NOW!

[Douglas]

Wow, what a night. Finally over. Time to go to sleep for 6 hours and then get up and go do it all over again.

 

[L'Incandescent]



Wow, what a night. Finally over. Time to go to sleep for 6 hours and then get up and go do it all over again.

Wishing the best for you, Douglas. Your situation sounds like a nightmare.

 

[acidboy]

best of luck to you, your m-i-l and your co-worker, douglas.

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had a mild case of food poisoning yesterday and I don't know where I got it. saturday night ate out and had shellfish, crustaceans and squid, sunday morning had breakfast in this hole in the wall up in the mountains, sunday lunch had more crabs and shrimps. feel a lot better today but I wasted the whole of monday thinking I was slowly dying from the inside.

 

[L'Incandescent]

Acidboy's post in the "Things Your Dumb Friends Post on Facebook" thread reminded me of this: for some reason that is mysterious to me, I really hate the names of many women's garments. When I hear these names, or even just read them, I cringe. For example, "panties" is just an awful word. Really, truly awful. I always try to construct sentences so I can avoid saying it. Also "bra" is a horrendous word. "Teddie" is almost as bad. I acknowledge that there's no good reason that these words piss me off, but c'est la vie.

 

[acidboy]

^ but ya gotta love it when she whispers "I'm not wearing any panties"

 

[lasbar]



Acidboy's post in the "Things Your Dumb Friends Post on Facebook" thread reminded me of this: for some reason that is mysterious to me, I really hate the names of many women's garments. When I hear these names, or even just read them, I cringe. For example, "panties" is just an awful word. Really, truly awful. I always try to construct sentences so I can avoid saying it. Also "bra" is a horrendous word. "Teddie" is almost as bad. I acknowledge that there's no good reason that these words piss me off, but c'est la vie.

Do you like musicals?

 

[in stitches]



had a mild case of food poisoning yesterday and I don't know where I got it. saturday night ate out and had shellfish, crustaceans and squid, sunday morning had breakfast in this hole in the wall up in the mountains, sunday lunch had more crabs and shrimps. feel a lot better today but I wasted the whole of monday thinking I was slowly dying from the inside.

glad your feeling better. you know if you kept kosher this wouldnt have happened.

 

[patrickBOOTH]



If you're the least bit uptight about your place actually getting cleaned, you will regret outsourcing it. If you're cool with your place looking clean at a quick glance, while the dust bunnies breed and the grease accumulates, hire somebody by all means.

Or you could hire a good cleaner and give her clear directions
Haven't cleaned my place myself for the last 10 years at least.

OR he could get a wife. i hope my wife doesnt read this.
yaaay money!

I have no idea what the cost of a cleaning lady is, but my place is not big. I guess the things that bother me the most is dust on moldings, clean hardwood floors, and everything in the bathroom. I cleaned my bathroom last night. I wanted to die. Got to bed so late.

I think if I got a cleaning lady my girlfriend would say she will just do it, (as she was a cleaning lady in high school on weekends) but at the same time she would give me **** for not doing it and yell at me along the way for dirty this, or dirty that.

people who leave big blobs of chewing gum on the sidewalk

For some reason my pair of C&J Lowndes love gum. I am always stepping in asshole's gum with those shoes.

also, my back is still killing me from all the city driving this past weekend. ugh.

Just from driving? Yeah?

 

[in stitches]



For some reason my pair of C&J Lowndes love gum. I am always stepping in asshole's gum with those shoes.
Just from driving? Yeah?

it was on my G&Gs right before we met. so gross peeling that **** off by hand. :barf:

not just from driving, but mostly.

 

[imatlas]

I went to bed early, blowing off a late-night coffee date with emptym, lay sleepless in bed for 3+ hours, crawled out of bed at o'dark thirty to take an early train in and make a 6 AM conference call...which never happened.

F*ckers.

 

[L'Incandescent]



Do you like musicals?

I have no idea what you're talking about; those words hardly ever show up in musicals. You must be confusing musicals with something else, like Victoria's Secret commercials.

Also, the worst is when people pronounce "panties" in that sort of NPR/humanities grad student way the makes the a sound like "ah."

 

[Thomas]



(...)
I think this thread is evidence that wifing will not necessarily solve your cleaning problems and may significantly exacerbate them.

TRUTH.

(...)
My wife's idea of cleaning is to run the vacuum through the middle of the room and call it done. She's worse than the cleaning people. Short of walking around with them and pointing out how they are ignoring the dust on the moldings, the range hood, etc, no amount of clear directions have ever made a difference IME.

That's my wife and son. Son in particular is amazingly awful.

I took the son to a specialist back in Feb and at the same time got a referral from the Quack to see ENT at the only public hospital in the nations capital. Months pass, so I ring today and ask to speak to ENT desk to see what is happening,'i'm sorry the doctor read the referral and decided your son was category 3 so you could be waiting 12 months.' ,

Yep. Sounds like the case here as well. Ridiculous waiting times.

Wow, what a night. Finally over. Time to go to sleep for 6 hours and then get up and go do it all over again.

Good luck with the MIL and family.

I went to bed early, blowing off a late-night coffee date with emptym, lay sleepless in bed for 3+ hours, crawled out of bed at o'dark thirty to take an early train in and make a 6 AM conference call...which never happened.
F*ckers.

Been there. Done that - except for the coffee date with emptym. and the train business. But when the Mrs asks me to wake her up really early to get some work done, it never happens.

 

[Connemara]

My grandma fell out of bed on Sunday night. She was trying to get up to use the restroom but didn't quite make it. She's fine, just a bit sore, but it served as a stark reminder that her body is failing. I guess I should be thankful that her attitude isn't.

 

[Douglas]

Thanks to all for the good wishes for MIL. Much appreciated. Actually, the MIL can be rather a massive PITA not only for me but also the wife. But I dare not speak ill of the recovering. Good news is that the surgery went as smoothly as possible, at least I that's what I gather. I don't think they're asking the right questions of the Drs IMO but I'm not sticking my neck anywhere near all that.

More good news - our Sr. exec seems to be out of the woods as well. Seems he has some kind of heart condition that complicated the illness, but thanks to the magicians at Johns Hopkins (**** we're lucky to live here) he got some truly state-of-the-art, cutting-edge care that, according to his wife, saved his life. He had a better night on Sunday night than Saturday, and though I don't have an update today, I'm presuming he continues to recover.

On more minor matters, the universe continues to conspire against me.

What follows is a long and tedious blow-by-blow, but fuckall what is with this:

Spoiler: Warning: Spoiler!

This morning, I got an e-mail from Expedia stating that Air China (which was WTF to begin with) had made changes to my reservation. I knew this was not good. I'm in KL for 1 day and if they cancelled my flight in then I have issues if they try to rebook me another day.

So immediately I call on my cell phone. I end up calling 4 times - each time the automated system keeps telling me it's having trouble hearing my responses and though I eventually get to an agent each time she can't hear me either. They all hang up on me.

I wonder if something's wrong with my phone, so I decide to call from my Bluetooth in the car just in case my microphone on the phone has gone on the fritz. Well, I call from the car and same story, no dice. I'm now very aggravated.

I call my brother just to see if the phone's working. He can hear me just fine. Then a call comes in from the office. She can hear me just fine.

In the meantime, I've looked again for my WSJ which I've been told has been "escalated to the circulation manager." This is an ongoing saga, but I'm now very frustrated. I've been at my house for 6 months now and have yet to receive a single paper. Our girl in the office who handles our corporate subscription has been calling with some frequency, but not every day, because I haven't really made a federal case of it. But it's been frustrating. She has said to me 3 or 4 times that the issue has been "escalated" and the subscription credited for the missing papers but that's not the point. The point is that after 6 months we can't figure out not only how to get me a paper but also how to get any information about what's going on.

So, frustrated, last week I told her "I want to talk to the ****** who's supposed to throw that paper out the window and into my (no longer gravel) driveway." She tries, and tells me they won't let her have that information for security reasons or somesuch. So, now, truly pissed, I ask for the phone number.

I talk to someone on Friday who sounds reasonable. She takes some information down about my house - color, cars in the driveway,color of the shutters, etc. To help the driver just in case he doesn't have it right. I tell her I'm skeptical, I ask again to talk to someone local responsible for actually throwing the paper out the window. She says she can't give that to me, that in fact for security reasons even she doesn't have access to that info. But she swears this should work. She gives me her "personal" e-mail address so that I can contact her on Monday if I don't get the paper. I tell her there's a 98% chance she's going to hear from me on Monday.

Of course, Monday comes, no paper. So I e-mail her and say "hey, no paper." I get no reply from her. What I do get is a response later that day from a generic e-mail that says some generic bullshit. "thank you for your concern. your issue has been escalated to the circulation manager." Now pissed, I reply "this has been escalated a dozen times already, this system is a joke." I get another canned response. "We have received your e-mail. Your concern has been escalated to the circulation manager. Someone will contact you shortly."

Of course, no response all day. And this morning, no paper again. So now that I have called and struck out with Expedia and am driving into the office and in a foul mood, I decide to call Dow Jones again to beat up on someone. Of course, they can hear me. Anyways, this person is very nice but again I know I'm getting nowhere. She tells me absolutely she will make sure someone calls me today. So, anyways, I'm waiting for their call.

Now I get into the office and call Expedia. Finally I get a hold of someone, actually right away. I'm on with an agent within 30 seconds. She starts to take my info. After about 60 seconds of back and forth (she asks for my itinerary, confirms some security info etc.) she says "Oh, I see you're an Expedia Elite Plus member. I cannot access your information. Let me put you on with an Elite Plus agent. Please hold."

**** ME. It takes a good 5-8 minutes on hold to raise a ******* Elite Plus agent. Awesome - let's take your best customers and make THEM wait on hold for a long time. ******* awesome.

Anyways, this really could keep going for a long time. I'm running out of patience for the story but it is somewhat therapeutic to type it out and you really wouldn't believe this **** if I didn't give you the whole thing.

So - I am flying from home to Kuala Lumpur, booked a flight connecting in Beijing that gets me to KL on a Tuesday evening late. I just finished setting up appts on Wednesday, and I fly out of KUL on Thursday.

Well, Air China cancelled my flight from PEK to KUL on Tuesday and re-booked me on the same flight on Wednesday. Well, obviously that does me no good. So I ask if I can get on another carrier, cancel that leg, whatever. No dice. Expedia tells me the fare rules prevent that. They have to call Air China. I wait on hold some more while this guy calls Air China. In the meantime, I'm looking at other flights from PEK to KUL online, and find a couple. They suck, but there's definitely a red-eye I can take that gets me in on Wednesday morning. I'll look like a dog but I can get to my appts. Well, the Expedia guy gets back on the phone with bad news. Not only can Air China not do anything for me, but if I no-show on the new flight they've re-booked for me, all the rest of my reservation gets cancelled. I say, "this is bullshit. I'm calling Air China."

I should have known better. Air China guy speaks **** english, I waste my time, basically, I am fucked. I can cancel the whole reservation and re-book some different flights but that changes my dates and, oh, also, now that I'm inside 2 weeks, the fares are exorbitant.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK

Oh, then, the cell rings. It's my Australian distributor. We have a quality problem, and someone needs to fly down there (to ******* Perth no less), like, tomorrow. Literally.

I. swear. to. god. i. am. going. to. lose. it.

 

[in stitches]



I went to bed early, blowing off a late-night coffee date with emptym, lay sleepless in bed for 3+ hours, crawled out of bed at o'dark thirty to take an early train in and make a 6 AM conference call...which never happened.
F*ckers.

punishment for blowing off a mod maybe?