Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!

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SeraRelm

Oh, I'm in the habit of checking things myself and not trusting people's word on stuff that can bite me in the ass. It's happened before and I refuse to let it happen again.
 
Oh, I'm in the habit of checking things myself and not trusting people's word on stuff that can bite me in the ass. It's happened before and I refuse to let it happen again.
A lot of the time I don't have that luxury. More often the guest gets a ridiculously low rate quote from the previous shift over the phone, and throws a fit when I don't offer the same rate.

The moment, and I do mean the MOMENT a replacement can be hired, that dude (and probably his buddy too) will be out on his ass.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
My photobucket account went over bandwidth limit for the first time yesterday, due to some car site using the atkinson reacts to a race crash animated gif (3.6MB - it's a biggie). I'm not paying for photobucket pro, though, so I'm image-less until the month resets, whenever that is. I've moved that, and a few of the other most popular images to a new album, so while they're still available they have different URLs, so they'll appear broken on the sites using them.

Maybe I ought to just trick gasbandit into hosting them for me, and use his bandwidth instead. Heaven knows I don't want to deal with hosting them myself - too much trouble.
Honestly it's become too much to add more stuff to my hoard. It all comes down the pipe so fast and is hosted in so many places already that it feels like I'm trying to hoard water coming out of a fire hose.
 
My photobucket account went over bandwidth limit for the first time yesterday, due to some car site using the atkinson reacts to a race crash animated gif (3.6MB - it's a biggie).
You did replace it with something ... more appropriate, right?

--Patrick
 
Not sure if this is a whine or not, but I've actually taken a look at what date would be the earliest I could retire.

It turns out that it would be almost 40 years to the day that my mom died.
 
I suppose I can bring this into the whine thread now:

I really wish I hadn't failed that little rat. I had six chances to do differently that could've saved him, and I wish I'd just chosen differently on ONE of those. He was such a happy little guy. I wanted him to get bigger so he could learn to be a shoulder rat and not just a thigh rat (if I wore jeans, he could cling to the side for short distances like a monkey). I wanted him to overcome his fear of the carpet. It was also nice that one of our rats was exhausted from playing, so much that he wasn't pawing at the bars for attention. That one's brothers are boring lumps who won't play with him, and now that his playmate is gone, he's back to annoying them and pawing at the bars. We take him out extra, like we used to, but you can tell he's not content; he wants another rat to play with. Maybe in June when our finances recover from the cost of surgery to the dead one, we'll look and see if there are any little ones that fit the personality we're looking for.
 
I went to post something in the random crap thread but found all the drama going on and was like "da fuq?" and now I don't wanna post in there :(
 
To sound a little less like a fruit ravaging monster, those mandarins are at best two bites and those are the big ones.
 
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