I bought my daughter's cosplay for Colorado animefest off of Amazon because I know I won't have the motivation right now to make it for her, and she got really snobby about it. Which really just made me laugh, and reminded me that I really need to find time to get her to start learning how to do more things herself. Over the summer she painted the pants for her cosplay and made her own mask out of paper mache, but I still need to get her to sew without immediately quitting and leaving it to me when it gets hard.

(Also this cosplay set I got actually looks decent, has all the little parts she needs, and is probably cheaper in the long term even though it wasn't that cheap. :p)
 
It's the friday before a long weekend. I don't want to do anything at work today.
I was going to take today off since my gf isn't working and I thought it'd be a nice day. Then I realized she sleeps until noon anyways so I could just take a half day.

Then she woke up with a ruptured eardrum and has doctors appointments all day. So I'm just working a full day.

I regret this and I wanna go home.
 
My work building installed new soap dispensers in the bathrooms. The new soap dispensers are much more sensitive than the old ones, and squirt the liquid soap at much greater volumes and velocities. Everyone's still used to the old dispensers, which means a lot of people are accidentally acquiring too much liquid soap, and sometimes the soap partially overshoots their hands.

Anyway, the area directly underneath the soap dispenser is starting to look like the aftermath of a bukakke scene.
 
the area directly underneath the soap dispenser is starting to look like the aftermath of a bukakke scene.
I used to manage a convenience store/gas station. I didn't own it, though, just managed it. As such, there came a day when my managerial duties included installing a new soap dispenser on the wall of the mens' bathroom, which was located on the other side of the wall backing the cashier area. The old one used ol' faithful pink soap, but the new one was loaded with ye olde milky white stuff.
It took about 15min of grunting and banging about to get the new one installed, and when I finally emerged victorious from my task, my 20-something smart-aleck of a cashier quipped, "Sounds like you had a lot of fun in there!"
"I sure did!" I replied, showing her my hands covered in the milky soap I had just pumped onto them in anticipation of exactly this comment.
Her face at that moment was so precious.

--Patrick
 
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I just received a CV from a guy looking to apply for a job at my company. The funny part, though, is that in the "work experience" section of his CV, he says that he's worked as a translator for us for the last five years. Like, it says "Translator for XXX Co. Ltd., June 2015 to present".

I just looked him up in our system. He took one small translation case for us in June 2015 and then hasn't taken any cases since then.

I mean, he's technically correct, in the sense that he started translating for us in 2015 and we haven't officially decided to never send him cases again...
 
I've been on a kick of watching sci-fi spaceship size comparison and schematic videos and such on Youtube and I never really grokked just how fucking awful the redesign of the Enterprise was for the JJ Abrams movies. Like, just hideous mucking with the original design for no reason other than to make it look actually worse. The pylons look ridiculous, the positioning of the secondary hull in regards to the saucer looks awful, I just hate it. Also, it's apparently bigger than the Galaxy class Enterprise D. Of course it is. That's 100% in line with those dumb ass movies, bigger and dumber.

The Galaxy class is effing gargantuan (which is funny because it apparently only has 1000 crew members, which would make most of the ship a ghost town) and the JJ-prise is even bigger.

 
Man who would've guessed that by 2020, the song "Breakfast at Tiffanys" by Deep Blue Something would've aged a lot better than the movie it's named for.
 
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