...just this once, don't tell anybody.
Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!
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GasBandit
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I am so. Sick. of Commercials.
Which kind of makes it hard to do my job, right now.
Why does every Mcdonald's radio commercial sound like it was written by a con man who dropped out of high school who is trying to confuse a mentally disabled person out of their lunch money?
Which kind of makes it hard to do my job, right now.
Why does every Mcdonald's radio commercial sound like it was written by a con man who dropped out of high school who is trying to confuse a mentally disabled person out of their lunch money?
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I am really frelling tired of being too busy.
Ugh, ditto
doomdragon6
Staff member
Yeah so girls who can't be upfront or don't follow what they say are pretty frustrating.
You got to know when to fold em,
Know when to hold em.
Know when to walk away,
Know when to run.
A-yup.
So I'm still f'ing sick. But wait, there's more! Not only have I mostly lost my voice now but... since Saturday, both eyes have gone full Narn, and one is just about swolen shut. Da fuq? I think I may actually go and see a medical professional today. This is ridiculous.
But how?
My girfriend hit the side of the garage door with the car mirror on the right side in august. I had it fixed last month...And now I just hit the side of the garage door with the car mirror, on the right side. GAH DAMMIT. One month earlier and it'd have been the already-broken mirror, so no harm done. Now it's the most recently repaired part I can have replaced again. I'm an idiot.
's What you get for changing your glasses for sunglasses while backing out of the garage....
's What you get for changing your glasses for sunglasses while backing out of the garage....
Employees.
Faculty senate.
Lazy co-workers.
I don't care if your previous purchasing job told you exactly how many of what to order from whom and how frequently. That was a makeup company, this is cabinetry. Your previous internal customers probably knew where you buy MAC. The shop guys here don't care where you buy shrink wrap for shipping. You order this stuff every two weeks. You DO NOT need the shop guys to tell you to buy it at the shipping supply place. If you do, you can take your lazy ass back to the fashion world.
I don't care if your previous purchasing job told you exactly how many of what to order from whom and how frequently. That was a makeup company, this is cabinetry. Your previous internal customers probably knew where you buy MAC. The shop guys here don't care where you buy shrink wrap for shipping. You order this stuff every two weeks. You DO NOT need the shop guys to tell you to buy it at the shipping supply place. If you do, you can take your lazy ass back to the fashion world.
Sorry, cheri, but if you had had 6 weeks to get in a nomination but decided to wait until the eleventh hour to start writing it, I would be telling you the same thing.
I just need until noon tomorrow! Pleeeeeease!
Boot to the head, Dr. MindDetective.I just need until noon tomorrow! Pleeeeeease!
Group projects: in which your partner never returns emails and you end up doing the work on your section on your own. wtf
I thought I had the group project story to end all group project stories until my friend hit me with this whopper:
Critical end-of-year engineering project; his partner doesn't send him anything until the night before it is due. Up until this point, she has not answered the phone, emails, or been in class so he cannot talk to her in person.
She emails him
Photographs
of
a printed out excel sheet and graphs
...
.?
I hated teaching co-operative projects. You inflate one lay about's grades while dragging down other kids, BUT IT IS THE WAVE OF THE FUTURE OF EDUCATION.
Oh I had a gem from high school, too. I used to be terrified of having to get up in front of the class to give reports. My senior year, in English Lit, there was a project where each group was assigned a book and we would have to give an oral report on it at the end of the marking period. Guess who read the book. I was the only person in the group of 6 that had even cracked the cover. I had such a fear of speaking in front of my class that I would get uncontrollable giggles if I looked at anything other than my shoes. So my answers were mumbled and the other 5 kids would repeat what I said. It was awful.
