Would that be problematic considering his lip operation?
not so serious but I want to rant II: Redemption
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Wasn't that like a year ago?
I don't know how these things work/recovery period/continued stuff.
And then as I think about it, I wonder how good an idea it is to give Tobasco sauce to a 2-year-old.
North_Ranger
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What's this? Cursing in Finnish?
I'm so proud of you people... *lonely tear down the cheek*
Um... I mean... Perkele!
I'm just going to leave this alone. It's your problem. I don't care, and I smell this is heading down a "Mathias is evil because he actually disciplines his kids' path." You posted the problem, I gave you a solution. I'm not suggesting you have him chug a bottle of liquid capsaicin, just a small drop on your finger and on his tongue when he says, "shit". It's not a big deal. There's no need for the sarcasm about it. Enjoy your little sailor man.
What? I wasn't being sarcastic. I know people do that but I'm just not comfortable with it.
I've actual started just rhyming 'ships' with it. When he says 'shit' I say 'Where? I don't see any boats around here! We aren't even near the river!' He seems to find that hilarious.
So 'OH SHIT!' has become 'No Ships mommy!'
I didn't mean to sound sarcastic. I just meant to portray discomfort.
I've actual started just rhyming 'ships' with it. When he says 'shit' I say 'Where? I don't see any boats around here! We aren't even near the river!' He seems to find that hilarious.
So 'OH SHIT!' has become 'No Ships mommy!'
I didn't mean to sound sarcastic. I just meant to portray discomfort.
I'm going to have to ask you to video tape what he says when you guys are on a walk and he spots some dog turds on the sidewalk.
My kids don't usually repeat swear words if I say them. I think it's because if I do swear around them I let them know that what I said was a bad word. That and my wife smacks me upside the head. I actually don't usually swear around my kids, now that I think about it...
But yeah, I guess that's your real solution to the problem. If a kid grows up in a household where mom and dad are dropping f-bombs, he's going to do the same. In that case, I don't think hot sauce would solve the problem.
Using hot sauce is still better than having to spank.
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It'll get his attention that's for sure. Good thing a glass of milk makes it go away.
Aw, but how else will they learn that words are bad and hitting is good?
(Now that was sarcasm; I didn't see any in Sin's post.)
"Who taught you to say this stuff?"
"It was you, okay?! I learned it from hearing you!"
Last time I cursed in front of my little cousin, she went bolting across the yard, screaming my mom's name along with "he said a curse! he said a curse! punish him!"
Hitting isn't a bad thing. If more people would walk around with the knowledge that they could get a fist in the eye for being an asshole, the world would be a better place.
figmentPez
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Went to a music event at my church with my family. It was really nice, amazing singing. Then we went out to dinner, and the food was outstanding.
Why is this in a rant thread? Because I felt so damn incompetent at dinner. A number of factors left me feeling really out of it. I could barely focus enough to talk with the chef about accommodating my allergies (the staff was amazing about that, if you're in the Houston area I highly recommend Raffa's). Then I had trouble following the conversation at dinner, and when my dad made a joke about my special order holding up our meals, it took me a while to figure out it was a joke. I was so slow and I felt like a complete idiot.
Just another reminder that, as far as I've come, normal still isn't even a dot on the horizon. All through dinner I kept thinking about the girl I have a crush on. If I can't even make it through a meal without my sense of humor breaking, how the hell would I make a relationship work? I thought I was doing better than this. Crap.
I'm gonna go take a nap.
Why is this in a rant thread? Because I felt so damn incompetent at dinner. A number of factors left me feeling really out of it. I could barely focus enough to talk with the chef about accommodating my allergies (the staff was amazing about that, if you're in the Houston area I highly recommend Raffa's). Then I had trouble following the conversation at dinner, and when my dad made a joke about my special order holding up our meals, it took me a while to figure out it was a joke. I was so slow and I felt like a complete idiot.
Just another reminder that, as far as I've come, normal still isn't even a dot on the horizon. All through dinner I kept thinking about the girl I have a crush on. If I can't even make it through a meal without my sense of humor breaking, how the hell would I make a relationship work? I thought I was doing better than this. Crap.
I'm gonna go take a nap.
I drove to a friend's house last Tuesday night. Parked on the street in a quiet neighborhood. As I'm leaving later that night, I find a little note attached to my windshield. It's a snotty, passive-aggressive little note from a neighbor warning me that I'm leaking oil, it's rude of me to park there without fixing the problem first, blah blah blah.
Well, the problem was that this leak was brand new. Near as I can tell, it started en route. I was leaking from the power-steering pump, and I noticed immediately on my drive home that my power steering was gone. Okay, no need to freak out. Bought some sealant at the local parts store, refilled pump, good to go. No more leak, so all is well. Right?
No, of course not. Now the asshole neighbor is harassing my friends. He's been coming over to their house, bitching about the "huge mess" I left in the street (it's not that bad), and the last time he ordered my friends to contact me and demand I lay cardboard down whenever I park on the street. They've had problems with the guy in the past (allegedly he terrorizes everyone in the neighborhood with crap like this), and apparently I've reignited whatever feud had started to die down. I'm worried that this crazy shit is just going to keep getting worse and worse. The guy won't seem to let it go. I would be more than happy to tell him to go fuck himself face-to-face, but I worry that would cause greater problems for my friends.
Well, the problem was that this leak was brand new. Near as I can tell, it started en route. I was leaking from the power-steering pump, and I noticed immediately on my drive home that my power steering was gone. Okay, no need to freak out. Bought some sealant at the local parts store, refilled pump, good to go. No more leak, so all is well. Right?
No, of course not. Now the asshole neighbor is harassing my friends. He's been coming over to their house, bitching about the "huge mess" I left in the street (it's not that bad), and the last time he ordered my friends to contact me and demand I lay cardboard down whenever I park on the street. They've had problems with the guy in the past (allegedly he terrorizes everyone in the neighborhood with crap like this), and apparently I've reignited whatever feud had started to die down. I'm worried that this crazy shit is just going to keep getting worse and worse. The guy won't seem to let it go. I would be more than happy to tell him to go fuck himself face-to-face, but I worry that would cause greater problems for my friends.
Pulled out the chicken to bake for dinner tonight--I have never smelled rotting meat so powerfully. Later, checked the bananas--turning to brown sludge on the bottom. After lunch I got a peach to eat since I had extra--bottom half crumbling apart. Everything rots at my touch.
This is like a fairy tale curse or something.
This is like a fairy tale curse or something.
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makare
Damn man at least Midas got rich.
Someone on another forum leeched 6 images or so from my photobucket account and forced it to the bandwidth cap in a single day. Also, the first day of the month, I might add, so I will be stuck with the "Bandwidth Exceeded" image in my sig for the entire month.
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makare
Today was a very sad day. First, three officers were shot in Rapid City, Sodak. One did not make it and the other two are in the ICU. Then two of my mom's students and another student's grandmother and little cousin, I believe, were killed in a car accident. My mom is really beside herself I don't know what to do for her. 
All in all very very sad day.
All in all very very sad day.
There is a construction company prepping the ground for laying in asphalt next to the building where I work. It feels like Godzilla is shaking the building and it's seriously giving me a headache.
Then in two weeks, they actually lay the asphalt. The stench is going to be wonderful.
I think I need to work in an alternate location, like, say, Mobile, AL.
Then in two weeks, they actually lay the asphalt. The stench is going to be wonderful.
I think I need to work in an alternate location, like, say, Mobile, AL.
Not always true, two of my oldest friend's father curses harder and faster than any other human being I've ever met in my life. So much so that I can pretty much say he taught me to swear when I was a young boy. My two friend's? I think I've heard one of them say shit once, but he had just broken his ankle at the same time.
For some reason I am envisioning that scene in Batman Begins when the man comes in to inform Rutger Hauer that a microwave emitter has gone missing.Not every day you get called into the CEOs office to apologize to him. But hey, when I screw up, I screw up BIG.
Wow. I assume it all worked out well enough in the end? You still have your job, right?Not every day you get called into the CEOs office to apologize to him. But hey, when I screw up, I screw up BIG.
Yeah, it worked out. Long story is:
One of my main responsibilities is to do the analysis of our business to determine who/what we need to keep and what we need to jettison. After a month of deep analysis of every shape, kind, direction, I had come to the conclusion that one of our branches was just not working out for us after 30+ years. So senior management made the decision to close it. At the same time, we did a bunch of reorgs which badly needed to happen. There is some loss of jobs but mostly just movement around the company.
Unfortunately, these kinds of changes cause a lot of people a lot of stress and things get spread very quickly very fast with very little fact behind it. So much so that the CEO had a conference call with the entire management team and read us the riot act saying that if we didn't know the facts, to get them and to stop panicking staff. If we wanted to know the facts, his door was always open and he was emphatic that we communicate the right information. In fact, one manager had said that "This is just the tip of the iceberg" which had just introduced more panic.
I'm in a meeting room at another location with a bunch of managers and we all kind of gasped at the fact that someone would say "This is just the tip of the iceberg" with regards to people losing their jobs and shutting down more locations. It was unequivocally untrue and I remarked at how stupid it was for someone to say that.
I was pulled aside yesterday by my boss who told me that I was the one who had 'apparently' said it and it was probably a good idea to sit down with the CEO for awhile.
It didn't take long for the pieces to come together. I was in a meeting with a bunch of other managers and a business analyst. We were all talking about the change happening and all of the job changes and all that and I had said "This is just the tip of the iceberg." - in the context of the number of job changes and the bumping happening which they all agreed with! Unfortunately, the business analyst took that as 'We're closing more locations.' and went right to the CEO upset that we were closing and more people were losing jobs.
So, I get called out on a conference call, refer to myself as an idiot. And then spend 30 minutes this morning apologizing. He's a nice guy and he recognizes that context is everything, but he reminded me that I'm privy to sensitive information and analysis and that other people are aware that I have access to that information. So for me to intimate that there was more happening was construed in a highly negative nature. Not only negative but factual.
So, he had a good point, he knows that I'm usually a bit more guarded with my words but that with the way things are right now, it's better to err on the side of caution.
As for the business analyst who threw me under the boss, I'm not necessarily surprised.
I chalk this one up to naivete on my part. And a bit of youthful exuberance.
figmentPez
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Today is three years since my sister died. She would have have turned 35 tomorrow. I still miss her a whole lot.
That's not so serious? Man.
Well, my not so serious rant was going to be about life not being fair, unless you're George Clooney, in which case life is SUPER fair too, Hey, eff off super model I've been banging around the world for a while, now I want to bone Stacy Keibler, but after Pez's thing, maybe not so much.
Well, my not so serious rant was going to be about life not being fair, unless you're George Clooney, in which case life is SUPER fair too, Hey, eff off super model I've been banging around the world for a while, now I want to bone Stacy Keibler, but after Pez's thing, maybe not so much.
figmentPez
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Well, it was serious the year she died. Three years in, and it's just the way things are. Though, with my improved health some of the emotions are hitting me stronger than they did last year.
Not so seriously, well sorta, fuck 5 Gum and their terrible, terrible fucking online ads. Almost every website I go to makes this hideous electric exploding sound from somewhere on the page and then the entire page is enveloped by this fucking picture of a God damn watermelon. I don't wanna install adblock because many sites out there (this one likely included) need the ad revenue to exist but I may have to soon. Those ads are incredibly loud and beyond annoying. As an avid gum chewer, I will definitely be sticking to delicious Trident Layers gum. Fuck you 5 gum in your terrible asses.
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hehe i love a rant about gum.
There was a question in our regular pub quiz tonight:
"Where is the Saronic Gulf located?"
I'm supposed to be the geographic expert in our team, and I didn't know, so I guessed it was at the tip of the Adriatic. Wrong.
Lost some street cred right there, as I really should have been able to cover that, as it has plenty of historical importance which is the other area of my apparently supposed expertise. And we lost the first place by a single point. Damn.
"Where is the Saronic Gulf located?"
I'm supposed to be the geographic expert in our team, and I didn't know, so I guessed it was at the tip of the Adriatic. Wrong.
Lost some street cred right there, as I really should have been able to cover that, as it has plenty of historical importance which is the other area of my apparently supposed expertise. And we lost the first place by a single point. Damn.
Tell me about it. I'm on like day 3 of near-constant wakefulness.
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