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

I have never been called for jury duty and I really, really want to. My son has been called twice and neither time has had to go in.
You really, really don't. You spend 8 hours in a few small rooms with 40+ other people, waiting to be called for a trial. They'll occasionally play movies and such but it's up to you to entertain yourself during that time. You also lose tons of money, as they only pay $20 a day to do this.

Seriously, there is a reason everyone tries to get out of it and that money thing is one of the biggest reasons.
 

Dave

Staff member
I'm salaried. I get paid the same no matter what. So I think this would be a hoot and a holler.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
For those of us who actually have things to do, it's a massive inconvenience and a colossal waste of time.

Fortunately I only had to waste the one day, as I was not in the final selection. Probably had something to do with me telling the defense attorney I could not call myself impartial in a theft trial due to personal experiences, when asked that question.
 
For those of us who actually have things to do, it's a massive inconvenience and a colossal waste of time.

Fortunately I only had to waste the one day, as I was not in the final selection. Probably had something to do with me telling the defense attorney I could not call myself impartial in a theft trial due to personal experiences, when asked that question.
I was excused from my one and only trial after I said I could never trust the word of a police officer after my experiences with the corrupt police of the former town of New Rome, Ohio. I live less than 3 miles from there and am glad every day that the state finally dissolved it after the massive fraud they'd been pulling.
 
I'm salaried. I get paid the same no matter what. So I think this would be a hoot and a holler.
I've had to go once, my company paid me a days pay and I donated the money that jury duty paid me. I didn't have to serve on a jury, because when the defense asked me what I thought of his case I told him that I thought it was weak because all his testimony was coming from someone else accused with the defendant and was trying to save his own butt. A day or so after I said that, I thought that maybe I should have talked to him at the bench so that I didn't screw up the rest of the jury pool. Never heard how the trail came out.
 
My wife and I both have incredibly, incredibly bad food poisoning. It's a struggle to keep water down, so I'm really hoping neither of us winds up at the ER being re-hydrated intravenously. Apparently while all of the Burgerville restaurants in Oregon are awesome, the one in Centralia, WA is horrible, and has a habit of mishandling poultry.
Having gone through Salmonella food poisoning, I sympathize. It sucks that you are both sick b/c that kind of sick needs moral and physical support. Try to drink a sip of water every few minutes (that sounds excessive but worth it). Drinking a big glass every now and again isn't enough.

Good luck!
 
I don't want to take it anymore, I'll just stay here locked behind the door. Just no time to stop and get away. 'Cause I work so hard to make it everyday.
 
Having gone through Salmonella food poisoning, I sympathize. It sucks that you are both sick b/c that kind of sick needs moral and physical support. Try to drink a sip of water every few minutes (that sounds excessive but worth it). Drinking a big glass every now and again isn't enough.

Good luck!
Yeah, it's getting better. I've been through e.coli poisoning before, so I had an idea of what we were getting into and had my wife pick up gatorade at the store yesterday and some thin soup. Today's been a better day than yesterday. We've both been able to drink a lot more liquids and eat something other than Saltines.

Sadly, my car isn't fairing as well as I am. I took it in to have the oil changed Saturday before going on a long drive down into Oregon, and back up the coast. It had developed a nasty serpentine belt squeal, so I had Jiffy Lube change the belt. It took them an hour, and then they came out and told me that the computer system had the wrong size belt specified for my model of car, so they'd had to order a different one from O'Reilly Auto Parts. Apparently they just didn't know how to change the belt, because while the car was great for the duration of our drive, as soon as I had backed out of my parking space and was turning to leave the parking lot, there was a really loud clunk and my power steering went out. Belt just slipped off the pulleys. Damn lucky we weren't on the freeway when it happened, but now I have to figure out how to get a new belt to my apartment, get it put back on, hope nothing else went wrong when it slipped off, and figure out how to get my money back from Jiffy Lube.
 
Sorry Gared your power steering is out. Don't worry about the belt, get that fixed.
Actually, according to Ford, the power steering pump is connected to the belt and with the belt gone, the steering assist is gone too. Hopefully the guy from the dealership was right about that. I can afford to have Ford replace the belt without having to call in monetary reinforcements - the power steering, not so much.
 
Actually, according to Ford, the power steering pump is connected to the belt and with the belt gone, the steering assist is gone too. Hopefully the guy from the dealership was right about that. I can afford to have Ford replace the belt without having to call in monetary reinforcements - the power steering, not so much.
Those belts are usually really easy to put on. All you really need is a socket wrench, a second set of hands helps the job go by a lot easier too. That is as long as the belt just fell off and it wasn't something else that made it come off.

Here's a quick video on it.
 
Those belts are usually really easy to put on. All you really need is a socket wrench, a second set of hands helps the job go by a lot easier too. That is as long as the belt just fell off and it wasn't something else that made it come off.

Here's a quick video on it.
Yeah, I've done replacements on them before. They're a pain in the ass, but usually not worth paying someone to do. Unfortunately, I no longer live somewhere that allows me to work on my car in the driveway. Or blocks to put the car up on, since mine requires taking the skid plate off the bottom to get to the tensioner.
 
Or blocks to put the car up on, since mine requires taking the skid plate off the bottom to get to the tensioner.
That's a really stupid design. My Buick LeSaber had the tensioner mounted at the top of the block, changing the belt could be done by one person in less than 5 minutes.
 
Oh my god applying for unemployment in Florida SUUUUUCKS.

You're forced to take this super long 'skills assessment' test on basic reading and math skills. I'm good at reading and math, and I still managed to fail some of these because the wording is so obtuse and the user interface is so baaad.
 
Oh my god applying for unemployment in Florida SUUUUUCKS.

You're forced to take this super long 'skills assessment' test on basic reading and math skills. I'm good at reading and math, and I still managed to fail some of these because the wording is so obtuse and the user interface is so baaad.
Now imagine what it is like for the uneducated...
 
So we had an employee at my work who, about two weeks before I was promoted to my coordinator position, stopped coming in. He was a pleasant enough guy, though he could sometimes get very impassioned about some contentious issues like politics or religion (we've a very open office culture, though, no offense was ever had, I don't think), he had a great sense of humour, but he was terrible worker. I guess he's quite popular on... Twitter. So he'd spend a lot of time updating his Twitter account. He'd watch Simpsons episodes on YouTube while having tweet-conversations with the Simpsons writers, many of whom he had met after interning there.

It'd take him an hour to get a coffee.

It bugged me a bit, but generally speaking it wasn't my concern as I wasn't in charge of him or anything. It became my problem when I was asked to do the review of his work (we do data entry, and everything has to be reviewed and corrected: this is usually cleaning up typos and such) and I discovered he had a myriad of procedural problems and instead of the occasional typo, I'd find... dozens. Maybe hundreds in a single data file. It was extremely frustrating. I can't say I missed him when he stopped showing up to work.

Now, I am coordinator of our project. And I have discovered that all the corrections he said were made, were not. And I have hundreds of pages of source material to check against the data he entered, fixing every frustrating mistake.

Shit.
 
I'm basically the shitty worker.

I've been in a spiraling mess of depression I think since leaving the north. My health issues have definitely contributed but it's more than that. My work is suffering greatly. Last week I was taken into my boss' office along with a couple of my supervising corporals and was told that the person that transferred to the department and the person sitting there are two completely different people. They told me they know I can be a great investigator and my instincts are impeccable but if I can't sort my shit out there's no place for me there. It's all perfectly fair and honestly, as of late, much more than I deserve. So, I'm on mental health leave and have been assigned to a force shrink to either sort my shit out or begin my transfer to something less important (torpedo to the career).

At least I live somewhere where something like mental health leave exists.
 
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