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

So the city got hit with power outages due to a storm. Unfortunately, it chose the lousiest time:

While me, my sister, and her family were watching How to Train Your Dragon 2.

Actually, they were having unrelated technical difficulties before the movie started. Sound, but no visual. That was fixed and the movie played...right up to the end, at the climactic battle...and then the power went out. Right at a climactic moment, too. Grargh. Still, they gave everyone two passes for another time: one for the hiccup (heh) at the beginning and a second pass for the power outage.

We came back here after and even my parent's apartment was without power. So my nieces played Snakes & Ladders. Pretty fun.
 
I accidentally stepped in dog shit on the way to work today and didn't notice until I got to the office. Now I smell like I crapped myself. I'm not going to be very popular around the office today.
So, update on the dog poop. Last Friday, I noticed that while I could clean the crap off my shoe, I also managed to track some onto the carpet under my desk, which is much harder to clean. So, over the weekend, my wife gave me a sort of lavender scented air freshener to spray on my carpet.

This morning, I came into work and sprayed it generously onto my carpet. And then everyone around me started coughing and choking, because this stuff is strong. Right now all of our throats are being scraped raw by lavender-scented freshness. Seriously, someone's going to call in a chemical attack alert any minute now.
 
Gah so my roommate had a distant relative come over and he had to bring his dog. I was unsure of this as we have a cat but with a studio apartment to put the cat in for the weekend we were prepared if they did not get along. Well the first thing the dog does is bark and run after my cat, scaring it to death. It took me about half an hour to calm him down. Now that the dog is gone I can't get him to come back into the family room. He claws and struggles with me until he either escapes and makes it back to the studio, or we make it to my room and I close the door. I hope he sees that it is safe again out there but it's just upsetting that he doesn't feel safe in his own house anymore.
 

GasBandit

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So it turns out Tumblr users started an online petition to get 4chan shut down. In a perfect example of what Tumblr really is and who its users are, the petition got 20,000 reblogs... but only 100 signatures.
 

fade

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I am a card carrying liberal but I recognize that there are plenty of idiots in our ranks. Many are the times I've wanted to say through gritting teeth, "stop helping".
 
I still need a new graphics card. I've had the money for it mentally set aside for months. I have every reason to buy a decent mid/high end graphics card as having decent hardware and a large screen real-estate is important to the field I'm studying.

I can't bring myself to buy it because of some irrational fear that spending that large chunk of money all at once will come back to bite me in some imaginary emergency. Yet I don't blink at the same amount of money slowly trickling away on small purchases over several months.

I guess it's also hard to mentally categorize it as a school expense, no matter how justified, considering I can and will be using it to play games as well.
 
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GasBandit

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So it turns out Tumblr users started an online petition to get 4chan shut down. In a perfect example of what Tumblr really is and who its users are, the petition got 20,000 reblogs... but only 100 signatures.
And in retaliation, 4chan started a petition to... well... look.



15,000 signatures.
 
Jesus fuck I have no idea what happened at work today. Everything was looking spiffy as I started to balance the day's A/R account, only to have it off by a weird amount. Then, I had to go through every entry in the sales journal and compare it to the G/L posting to find out where the error was. This got weirder as I found an invoice which I never approved (and somehow had a skid charge tacked on) tied to a pack list I never touched (and had evidence to show it hadn't been approved by me or anyone else).

I can't wait to find out tomorrow what happened because it's the weirdest crap I've ever seen. I'm pretty sure I witnessed 3 impossible things and should be dining at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe.
 
A bunch of accounting stuff. I love the job but I have NO idea what went wrong. Right now I'm going with computer error rather than user error, at least on my end. Oh, and the "every entry" part means I went through roughly 600 entries.
 
I have btdt @Krisken. I feel your pain. I used to balance the books for my parents' business when I worked for them. Up to my eyeballs in invoices with a calculator tape as long as my arm and can't find the $6 error was something that convinced me that continuing a degree in accounting was not going to make me happy.
 
I have btdt @Krisken. I feel your pain. I used to balance the books for my parents' business when I worked for them. Up to my eyeballs in invoices with a calculator tape as long as my arm and can't find the $6 error was something that convinced me that continuing a degree in accounting was not going to make me happy.
I think if I had to do it by paper I would strangle myself with the calculator tape. Excel and other accounting software make it a whole lot nicer, especially since I work for a fairly large company (er, 1 company with 4 businesses under it). I'd go bonkers if I had to try to do this stuff with paper and pen, and I have no idea how people did it in the early 1900's.

Pretty sure this was a computer glitch. Just took me 4 hours to go through the reasons why it wasn't my fault!
 
I think if I had to do it by paper I would strangle myself with the calculator tape. Excel and other accounting software make it a whole lot nicer, especially since I work for a fairly large company (er, 1 company with 4 businesses under it). I'd go bonkers if I had to try to do this stuff with paper and pen, and I have no idea how people did it in the early 1900's.

Pretty sure this was a computer glitch. Just took me 4 hours to go through the reasons why it wasn't my fault!
You didn't have a scapegoat already set up for just such a happenstance?





Have we taught you nothing?
 
One of the rats has lost his ability to use both hands at once. He can use either hand, but not both, which is apparently a system of a tumor in his head or a nervous system disorder. Main problem being, he can't hold his food. We're having to feed him by hand.

He also won't drink. At all. Not from a bottle, not from a glass, not from licking drops off our hands. I've had to give him some juicy fruit that rats aren't supposed to have just to get him hydrated. When he urinated earlier tonight it came out as a dark brown sludge puddle.

I told my wife we're going to keep trying, but I don't want to make him suffer. I also don't want his brother to lose him; they're attached. But I came home today and he seemed dead until I got loud. I don't know. This is gonna suck.
 
I just realized he's going to sit in one of the boxes, not eating or drinking, until I give him stuff in the morning, and then until we get home at night, only able to wait for his brother to come cuddle with him. And that's going to be each day until he passes naturally or we stop being selfish.

That's not a life. So, now the next decision is when to tell my wife that I've come to a decision.
 
I wish we weren't swamped at work or I'd call in, because the next 10 hours will be without food for him, and he won't touch the water.

We're taking him tonight.
 
I'm appreciate the hugs; sorry to keep spamming this thread.

Before leaving for work, I voiced my concerns to my wife and she decided to take off work so she could nurse him for the day, keeping him hydrated with watermelon chunks. I cannot express what an ENORMOUS relief this was--I didn't want his last day to be a bad one and she took care of him. Before I thought, "if only he would at least drink, he'd be fine," but by the time I got home, he had regressed a great deal. He couldn't keep track of what he was doing and the color had gone out of his ears, paws, and snout. Much as losing him hurts, it made me feel less conflicted.

He's gone now and we're in a shitty mood, but his brother needs more affection than ever, so we're giving it. They were together near the end, although when Loki was sedated to be put to sleep, it was Hermes who took a nap. He's doing okay, but he went off to be alone after seeing his brother's body. We'll have to make some adjustments so he can be around us more.

In other rant news: we have a mouse! Not a pet, I mean--an intruder. Really makes being home uncomfortable, and we had to go to the next town to find live traps. Hopefully peanut butter works.
 
I'm appreciate the hugs; sorry to keep spamming this thread.

Before leaving for work, I voiced my concerns to my wife and she decided to take off work so she could nurse him for the day, keeping him hydrated with watermelon chunks. I cannot express what an ENORMOUS relief this was--I didn't want his last day to be a bad one and she took care of him. Before I thought, "if only he would at least drink, he'd be fine," but by the time I got home, he had regressed a great deal. He couldn't keep track of what he was doing and the color had gone out of his ears, paws, and snout. Much as losing him hurts, it made me feel less conflicted.

He's gone now and we're in a shitty mood, but his brother needs more affection than ever, so we're giving it. They were together near the end, although when Loki was sedated to be put to sleep, it was Hermes who took a nap. He's doing okay, but he went off to be alone after seeing his brother's body. We'll have to make some adjustments so he can be around us more.

In other rant news: we have a mouse! Not a pet, I mean--an intruder. Really makes being home uncomfortable, and we had to go to the next town to find live traps. Hopefully peanut butter works.
Mice love peanut butter and fruit. Both work really well in traps.
 

Dave

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We have a mouse in the house. My wife went to get some tupperware from the bottom cupboard and found a bunch of mouse droppings. We set out sticky traps (this started 2 days ago) but so far nothing.

Brave fucking mouse, though. We have 2 cats and 2 dogs. I found the hole he used to get in, but we haven't seen him yet. If he doesn't show soon I may have to go full Christopher Walken.

 
Internet is out again. It's been out since about 9:30 this morning but this time it's actually something wrong on the ISP's end. It's my day off but I can't play most any of my current games because they require Internet, can't research stuff I wanna look up, can't get my schedule for work next week or put it in. Just trapped in my house with a 4yr-old and my wife and nothing to distract myself.

My room is SO CLEAN right now.

--Patrick
 

GasBandit

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Man, you must be good. I can barely whistle 14.4kbaud. I could do 28.8 when I was a teenager, but I ain't as young as I used to be.
 
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