[Rant] Minor Rant III: For a Few Hollers More

GasBandit

Staff member
CLOUD COMPUTING FOR THE LOSE

I'm trying to get work done on this stupid glorified joke of a citrix client "solution" that is slowly becoming more and more broken. First the arrow keys stopped working. Fine, I can click around. Then the lower case "l" can no longer be typed. Fine, I'll enter ISCI codes in all upper case. Whoops, now upper case "P" no longer works. Oh, I can type all that in something else, like firefox or word or whatever, then COPY AND PASTE IT into the Marketron client, but RAGHAFHGASHDHGAHGH

 
Have you ever been too tired... to play minecraft? I am completely exhausted. After being sick as hell all week with one heck of a nasty cold, missing a day of work (a day in which my two bosses managed to not get a damn thing done, by the way), having to work 11.5 hours the following day (took 4 hours to get through everything my bosses didn't get done), having to get to work late today so I could finally pick my car up from the shop for the second time in two weeks, and then having to work my ass off to try to get completely caught up from missing Wednesday, only to have to listen to those same two bosses endlessly bitch about every little thing that happened today; I am just completely fucking exhausted.

And I think the clutch is starting to go out on my car. I'm going to take it to a different shop and just have them do an inspection. I'm getting really freaking sick of letting the Ford dealership touch my car.
 
Thanks, big guy! It's been kind of a crappy weekend (wife's car won't start, internet goes out with Cost homework sprung on me, which of course requires the internet, Psych class became accelerated as the teacher is very, very pregnant), so I'll take anything I can get :)

On the positive side I did get my information survey for Eminent Domain: Escalation, which I kickstarted, so I should get that around December.
 
I'd say you could come over and use my wi-fi, Krisken, but I think it's a bit out of range for your devices...
Very true.

Back at Panera Bread for breakfast. We have a guy coming in 5 to 7 hours to look at it, and hopefully we'll have it fixed this evening. Le sigh.
 
Wrote this on FB, but figured for anyone interested we were informed what happened to our internet connection-

Interesting note on why we didn't have internet for the last 4 days. Apparently someone at the front office decided to unhook the box which is behind our house. Wouldn't you know it, we're the only house using that box, thus why we were the only house to lose our connection. Genius.
 
Note: telling a guy you've fallen madly in love with him and discussing your dreams of getting married is probably not a good idea after only 3 months of hanging out together, especially considering the guy has been hesitant AND VOCAL about not wanting to commit under any circumstance for the near future.

That ended well...
 
Note: telling a guy you've fallen madly in love with him and discussing your dreams of getting married is probably not a good idea after only 3 months of hanging out together, especially considering the guy has been hesitant AND VOCAL about not wanting to commit under any circumstance for the near future.

That ended well...
Heh, my wife said that she wasn't interested in dating anyone or having a relationship when I met her. I was convincing. :unibrow:
 
Maybe I should not be upset by this but I am. I am leaving this job (autoimmune genetics) for a different one (diabetes/obesity genetics). My previous work has been in a totally unrelated field. However, I have come up with some ideas about combing the two; microbial Ecology + Human genetics, essentially. Anyhow, a fellow post-doc and I regularly chat about work and research ideas. I found out today that he is writing a grant based on my idea. As in I said, it would be cool if I could do this (research idea), but I am leaving and won't be able to. He said that it is a great idea. Since he doesn't have the background in microbial stuff at all, I just thought he liked the idea.

I feel betrayed. He didn't ask me if it was okay to use my idea and write a grant. I don't know if it's worth causing a ruckus about it, but I am pissed off and a bit hurt (I thought he was a friend). I am now feeling a bit vengeful and hope his grant fails miserably or that the work buries him and then he can't get any more funding. That's kind of mean, but I'm not happy right now.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
There's a lady here at work who gets on my nerves a lot. The latest thing she does that gets on my nerves is whenever anybody asks her "How ya doin'?" or any such variant, she answers an earnest, fervent, almost surprised "I'm well." As if she's had a fatal illness that suddenly and miraculously disappeared. It's surpassed even stinky-sweaty-board-op-guy's annoying reply to the same question (a boisterous "Within reason!").

I think she's trying to convince herself she's well. Mark my words, this woman's life will end by her own hand.
 
I must be getting on our purchaser's last nerve. She has a sign on her door, "My cow just died. I don't need your bull."

Every time I enter her office I say in a sincere voice, "Sorry to hear about your cow." This has been going on for 6 months now.
 
Maybe I should not be upset by this but I am. I am leaving this job (autoimmune genetics) for a different one (diabetes/obesity genetics). My previous work has been in a totally unrelated field. However, I have come up with some ideas about combing the two; microbial Ecology + Human genetics, essentially. Anyhow, a fellow post-doc and I regularly chat about work and research ideas. I found out today that he is writing a grant based on my idea. As in I said, it would be cool if I could do this (research idea), but I am leaving and won't be able to. He said that it is a great idea. Since he doesn't have the background in microbial stuff at all, I just thought he liked the idea.

I feel betrayed. He didn't ask me if it was okay to use my idea and write a grant. I don't know if it's worth causing a ruckus about it, but I am pissed off and a bit hurt (I thought he was a friend). I am now feeling a bit vengeful and hope his grant fails miserably or that the work buries him and then he can't get any more funding. That's kind of mean, but I'm not happy right now.
I spend most of my days around academics, and the kind of petty/childish, sometimes just plain rude things that they do to each other makes me shake my head... I'm sorry to hear it; I've known people in similar circumstances.

There's a lady here at work who gets on my nerves a lot. The latest thing she does that gets on my nerves is whenever anybody asks her "How ya doin'?" or any such variant, she answers an earnest, fervent, almost surprised "I'm well." As if she's had a fatal illness that suddenly and miraculously disappeared. It's surpassed even stinky-sweaty-board-op-guy's annoying reply to the same question (a boisterous "Within reason!").

I think she's trying to convince herself she's well. Mark my words, this woman's life will end by her own hand.
My response is a dry, "Ah, I'm here." and to keep walking. It is not always well received.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
My stock answer, which is usually true, is "I'm busier than a one legged cat trying to bury turds on asphalt, whaddaya want?"
 
My brother rotates his "How ya doin'?" answers...

Voodooin'
Hairdoin'
Mildewin'
...

I go for the simple...

"Pretty good for a man my age."

Then when the over 60 set gives me a go to hell look... I say "It gets less funny each year I say that."
 
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