Thanks, @moufassa. She’s a tough one so she recovered from that fairly quickly. Her husband probably won’t change much though; They’ve had many talks about his “I’m right and you’re wrong” attitude throughout their years together as well as his short temper and there hasn’t been a big improvement. Luckily for her, they live in my house (renting a spare room, specifically) so I always boot him out the minute he gets out of hand, almost like putting a child throwing a temper tantrum into timeout.
Gah, is a basic knowledge of English not required for journalists now?
If you have ten players per side, then it’s “ten a side” or “ten-a-side” you moron, not “ten aside”. I’m not even going to comment on the fact that my wife’s 10 year old students are better at capitalisation than you are*.
* Actually, I guess I did comment on it.
Add to that: “The girl, who is ten-years-old, ran away with Jabba the Hutt.”
No, no, NO.
It should read: “The girl, who is ten years old, ran away with Jabba the Hutt,”
If you MUST use hyphens, try this: “The ten-year-old girl ran away with Jabba the Hutt.”
No no no that’s not journalimsy enough.
Ten year old girl kidnapped by savage underworld kingpin!
Or maybe:
Jabba the Hutt elopes with ten year old girl, and you won’t believe what happened next!
Yeah, getting pretty sick of seeing that tagged to the end of headlines.
Tell me about it. I’ve all but set up a browser-wide word replacement that takes the phrase “you won’t believe what happened next” and replaces it with “and nobody at all cared”
Obvious clickbait is obvious.
So you’ve met my friend’s ex-wife then?
Hold up, you’re offended that your jokes offended him? That’s how you react to it? Man, you really are just a moron.
It doesn’t speak well of your product if I have to use an older version of the program just to be able to perform a task that is cumbersome and unweildy in the newer version.
The fishy part of the politics thread reminded me…
WHAT THE ACTUAL FSCK???
That’s what I wanted to say last night…
[EDIT: Ok, this kind of turned into a rant. Feel free to skip while I vent. ]
Backstory: $Wife’s had a death in the family, but out of the country, so she couldn’t go to the services. She’s been kind of down, understandably. This happened just as the school year is starting, which is back to work time for her. She has a new manager, as in new to the position, with apparently no clue how to manage - just thinks they have a new personal fiefdom and slaves to rule over. Soooo, $wife was already stressed and not happy when she got the family news.
She’s starting to perk back up, so I thought it might help to go out for dinner. I asked where she would prefer to go. “Oh, whatever is fine, up to you.” My favorite standby is the Mexican place near our house; I’ve been going there for more than ten years. One waiter, who worked his way up from bus boy, will cross the restaurant to say Hola and shake my hand, so yeah, they kind of know me. $Wife likes it, but not every time we go out. So, after ten minutes, I finally drag out of her that she would really prefer going someplace that she can order salmon. Ok, fine, I can usually find something along the line of steak, chicken or a burger just about anywhere. We decide to go to local seafood place that, while a little pricey, has very good food. She usually orders salmon there. Last night, even though they were kind of slow: we didn’t have the most stellar waiter; he forgot her salad; when it came out, the salad was kind of nasty (some of the lettuce was beyond not fresh). And, after she ordered shrimp instead of salmon, she was kind of disappointed that the shrimps were smaller than what she occasionally gets at the Mexican place (though the flavor was apparently good).
ARGH!!! (on the inside)
But I kept my mouth shut and she enjoyed the evening out, so mission accomplished.
Is today “Inconsiderate and Oblivious Pedestrian Day” or something?
To the guy who tried to cross the street with me in between him and the street: Yes, I’m a lot bigger than you, so of course you are going to bounce off me. I’d been walking beside you for at least 2 minutes, so I have no idea how you were unaware I was there.
To the 3 people who veered at least a meter off course in order to walk into my path: I was walking as far left as I could get. You had the entire rest of the footpath. Convention in NZ is to keep left. You can get out of my way.
To the 1 moron who didn’t get out of my way: See my comment above about bouncing.
Idiots
One of my buddies in high school was a pretty big dude, like could have been a linebacker big. Occasionally, people not paying attention while walking would bounce off him in the hallways. (And this was before cell phones!) To one guy, who actually fell to the ground, buddy said “Well what did you expect?” In the moment, I thought it was hilarious.
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I’m Ook and I endorse this fully, in order to get rid of lazy, idiotic people :
A Clockwork Derange Video Store | MD, USA | Bad Behavior, Movies & TV, Popular
(I used to work at a chain video store as a second job. The
biggest question we receive from customers, after “do you have [New
Release that everyone already grabbed] behind the counter,” was the
request that we recommend a good comedy. Now, comedy is subjective. What
I find funny doesn’t always mean that someone else will find it funny.
After getting fed up with all the refunds, I changed my tactics. This
was a typical interaction.)
Customer: “Can you recommend a good comedy?”
Me: “Sure. Do you like musical comedies?”
Customer: “Sure.”
Me: “Then rent A Clockwork Orange. It’s a musical comedy, with some great themes, and a lot of slapstick.”
Customer: “Thanks!”
(Cut to usually an hour or two later…)
Customer: returning movie with a look of horror “What is WRONG with you?”
Me: “What? I laugh every time I watch it!”
(They usually leave me alone after that.)
FFS, everyone. Grow up.
Piss off with your new T&C’s Whatsapp.
If this is what being Cub Scout committee chair entails, I demand that my salary be doubled.
Wait, it’s a volunteer position? Shit.
I am being super productive today! I have a ton of energy, and I’ve finally whipped whatever it is that’s been keeping me down.
I’m not stuck in the ninth grade again. I’m not trying to help with Spanish I, english, algebra, physical science, and world history. And they most certainly haven’t completely changed the way they teach kids. Oy vey…