Full Version: Annoyances
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It's raining. We're off work & have theater tkts tonite. Was planning on walking around Manhattan this afternoon, window shopping and finally seeing "the tree". Guess we'll get wet. What a woos (wus? wusse?) I've become.
| QUOTE (Tamar G @ Dec 29 2005, 03:07 PM) |
| This is so far over the line I can't believe it. The present was given to the sister, but it's the roommate who has to honor it, with no advance warning. In addition the sister is a very difficult, high maintenance guest and the parents are not paying for my roommate, who is now obliged to wine, dine and entertain her sister on her own expense. For the sister it may be a present, but for my roommate it's a white elephant. |
I would be so pissed if I were you. Five days is a long time! I would lay into her parents BIG TIME. But that's just me.
How did the parents know your roommate was going to be in town for the five days in question?
| QUOTE (hollywood @ Dec 27 2005, 01:27 PM) | ||
I'm with you. I was uh-oh being sarcastic. Maybe it's time to retreat to the island in the middle of the lake/sea? |
Flint, Michigan, is in the middle of the Great Lakes. You can come
and live with me. Very low-maintenance old guy. And a great kisser.
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Dec 27 2005, 01:50 PM) | ||||
Flint, Michigan, is in the middle of the Great Lakes. You can come and live with me. Very low-maintenance old guy. And a great kisser. |
Got room for one more?
Last night at work I spilled a mixing bowl full of 2 lbs. cocoa powder and 2 lbs. granulated sugar all over the floor of my station. When it hit the floor it made a mushroom cloud, and, like radiation, it will continue to linger at my station for years and years.
| QUOTE (Liza @ Dec 27 2005, 02:04 PM) | ||||||
Got room for one more? |
Absitively. Bring Champagne. Three glasses.
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Dec 29 2005, 07:50 AM) | ||||
Flint, Michigan, is in the middle of the Great Lakes. You can come and live with me. Very low-maintenance old guy. And a great kisser. |
My ADD and websites that time out (especially when I'm making online reservations) make for a frustrating combo.
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Dec 29 2005, 04:30 PM) | ||||||||
Absitively. Bring Champagne. Three glasses. |
Liza's coming? I'm there. Just the other day I saw a roundtrip from Newark to Flint for $168. Wanna come to New York?
| QUOTE |
| How did the parents know your roommate was going to be in town for the five days in question? |
Or that I didn't already have guests coming? A 420 sq foot apartment with 1 futon isn't big enough for multiple guests.
| QUOTE |
| I would be so pissed if I were you. Five days is a long time! |
I told my roommate it wasn't a big problem for me but that I wanted her to tell her parents that I was really angry and they couldn't pull something like this again. Frankly I think they should offer to pay for me to join the sisters at a very nice dinner to make up for the imposition, but I fear that's hoping for too much.
Oh for SURE they should front you the dinner. And slip you a couple Valium's for the inconvenience, which of course we read as "in-con-ween-yence".
Can I just mention that my supposed-blood-relative-brother has just gifted his nephew, my son, with a $5 piece-of-sh*t-fake-Thomas-the-Tank-Engine train? Same said brother receives of all of same said son's hand-me-downs for HIS sons?
Can I just mention that my supposed-blood-relative-brother has just gifted his nephew, my son, with a $5 piece-of-sh*t-fake-Thomas-the-Tank-Engine train? Same said brother receives of all of same said son's hand-me-downs for HIS sons?
| QUOTE (fml @ Dec 5 2005, 11:40 AM) | ||
And the wind blows on today. . . |
Weird weather this morning. Forecast–high '50's, windy; a not atypical January day.
A couple of hours ago, the sky turned black; a rainbow appeared, then heavy rain and thunder that lasted for 10 or 15 minutes.
The sky then turned cloudless, deep blue; the wind's from the west, 20 mph, gusts up to 50 or so.
edit: Annoyances isn't really the right place for this post, but that's where it landed.
I seem to keep getting not-quite-sick. I don't feel lousy enough to justify spending the day – or even a few hours – in bed, just achey and without any energy to do more than the bare minimum.
| QUOTE (GG Mora @ Jan 3 2006, 11:16 AM) |
| I seem to keep getting not-quite-sick. I don't feel lousy enough to justify spending the day – or even a few hours – in bed, just achey and without any energy to do more than the bare minimum. |
I hear ya, GG.
Two words: bladder infection. No sugar, caffeine, or alcohol. I couldn't have my tea this morning.
Well, tea would have been nicer than a big stiff shot of cranberry concentrate in water, and anything would be nicer than these oppressive drugs I'm on.
I'm gonna go make a pot of beans for comfort food, and see what else I have the energy for. Not much, I'll bet.
Do you remember when Fedex was one of those companies "beyond reproach"? Everything they did was great, fast and accurate. They lost one fo my shipments and I feel like I'm dealing with the circus. One hand doesn't know what they other is doing and I'm having to jump through hoops to file a claim. Wait a minute- didn't they screw up the delivery? Why am I doing all the work here?
Speaking of deliveries...
A week before X-mas, my husband's father sends us (as is his wont this time of year) a box of Larry & David pears. Tells us it's coming, we thank him. Nothing happens for 5 days. He calls L&D. They have a record of a UPS pickup, nothing more. UPS doesn't know what happened to it but the package never made it to NYC.
OK, take two. "They are sending a replacement." Again we wait - those are some juicy pears - nothing. Dad calls L&D, gets a tracking number; supposedly the shipment has been delivered by UPS - but not to us. We find out UPS tried our bell, we weren't at home, so they rang someone in one of the adjoining buildings (we don't know which one) who accepted the package and signed for it. WITHOUT ANYONE BOTHERING TO NOTIFY US - either the UPS guy or our neighbor (whom we don't know.) This happened last Thursday. We found out today.
We have the approximate spelling of the thief's last name, so we'll figure out who s/he is sooner or later.
So, either one of our neighbors has been snacking on our pears, or they are rotting away somewhere. I am a little annoyed. [GIGANTIC UNDERSTATEMENT]
A week before X-mas, my husband's father sends us (as is his wont this time of year) a box of Larry & David pears. Tells us it's coming, we thank him. Nothing happens for 5 days. He calls L&D. They have a record of a UPS pickup, nothing more. UPS doesn't know what happened to it but the package never made it to NYC.
OK, take two. "They are sending a replacement." Again we wait - those are some juicy pears - nothing. Dad calls L&D, gets a tracking number; supposedly the shipment has been delivered by UPS - but not to us. We find out UPS tried our bell, we weren't at home, so they rang someone in one of the adjoining buildings (we don't know which one) who accepted the package and signed for it. WITHOUT ANYONE BOTHERING TO NOTIFY US - either the UPS guy or our neighbor (whom we don't know.) This happened last Thursday. We found out today.
We have the approximate spelling of the thief's last name, so we'll figure out who s/he is sooner or later.
So, either one of our neighbors has been snacking on our pears, or they are rotting away somewhere. I am a little annoyed. [GIGANTIC UNDERSTATEMENT]
| QUOTE (Guglhupf @ Jan 3 2006, 08:18 PM) |
| Speaking of deliveries... A week before X-mas, my husband's father sends us (as is his wont this time of year) a box of Larry & David pears. Tells us it's coming, we thank him. Nothing happens for 5 days. He calls L&D. They have a record of a UPS pickup, nothing more. UPS doesn't know what happened to it but the package never made it to NYC. OK, take two. "They are sending a replacement." Again we wait - those are some juicy pears - nothing. Dad calls L&D, gets a tracking number; supposedly the shipment has been delivered by UPS - but not to us. We find out UPS tried our bell, we weren't at home, so they rang someone in one of the adjoining buildings (we don't know which one) who accepted the package and signed for it. WITHOUT ANYONE BOTHERING TO NOTIFY US - either the UPS guy or our neighbor (whom we don't know.) This happened last Thursday. We found out today. We have the approximate spelling of the thief's last name, so we'll figure out who s/he is sooner or later. So, either one of our neighbors has been snacking on our pears, or they are rotting away somewhere. I am a little annoyed. [GIGANTIC UNDERSTATEMENT] |
Isn't it Harry & David? And isn't Larry David the star of "Curb Your Enthusiasm"?
My daughter's iPod was delivered to my next-door neighbors' house. They claimed they never got it. Since they had two bikes stolen off their front deck, who's to say? I hate it. I'm kind of glad they moved, though, since I don't have to pretend not to know that FedEx told me that they left it there.
Harry & David, of course. I always picture them as a crunchy, well-groomed gay couple (sort of like the guys from Stonewall Kitchen), but am told they are/were not.
Yeah, Larry David *should* send me some pears for watching the horrible last episode of the last season. The one with his star turn in The Producers.
I still think he made it so abominable just to test what he'll get away with.
Yeah, Larry David *should* send me some pears for watching the horrible last episode of the last season. The one with his star turn in The Producers.
I still think he made it so abominable just to test what he'll get away with.
I forget things. I can't stay focussed. My attention span is down to about . . .
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Jan 4 2006, 11:35 AM) |
| I forget things. I can't stay focussed. My attention span is down to about . . . |
welcome.
Shit. I'm becoming Ronald Reagan.
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Jan 4 2006, 04:44 PM) |
| Shit. I'm becoming Ronald Reagan. |
Oh my God.
| QUOTE (Maurice Naughton @ Jan 4 2006, 11:44 AM) |
| Shit. I'm becoming Ronald Reagan. |
Why, do you have plasticene hair and a face that looks to have been composed of individual overcooked chicken livers?
Do you look like this?
| QUOTE (NeroW @ Jan 2 2006, 03:28 PM) | ||
Oh my God. |
Try to control yourself, young woman.
| QUOTE (GG Mora @ Jan 2 2006, 03:36 PM) | ||
Why, do you have plasticene hair and a face that looks to have been composed of individual overcooked chicken livers? |
My hair is a lovely silver-grey and my face is
of completely raw chicken livers.
| QUOTE (Lippy @ Jan 2 2006, 03:57 PM) |
| Do you look like this? |
Precisely.
The in-general-a-pain-in-the-ass coworker who gave half the office the flu a couple of weeks ago has a new ring tone on her mobile phone. I had thought nothing could be worse than Take My Breath Away (yup, from Top Gun 
) but she has achieved a new low with the Waltz of the Flowers from The Nutcracker.
) but she has achieved a new low with the Waltz of the Flowers from The Nutcracker.
In a completely ridiculous Bugs Bunny moment today, I slipped while completing my crossing of a busy intersection, tipped over and thudded brain-first into a brick wall. I heard a bit of a crunch (neck-related) and then I was sitting on the sidewalk, surrounded by a fairly large group of onlookers, most who were trying to figure out whether to laugh out loud or call an ambulance. Two fellows insisted on walking with me a few blocks to make sure I was okay. Fortunately I had on a knitted hat that helped to block the impact, and I didn't bite my tongue.
I do actually seem to be okay, several hours later (although I have a lump and my neck is still sore and will probably be worse tomorrow), but am annoyed that I didn't see it happen
Fly
I do actually seem to be okay, several hours later (although I have a lump and my neck is still sore and will probably be worse tomorrow), but am annoyed that I didn't see it happen
Fly
I cut myself shaving this morning.
| QUOTE (flyfish @ Jan 4 2006, 04:58 PM) |
| In a completely ridiculous Bugs Bunny moment today, I slipped while completing my crossing of a busy intersection, tipped over and thudded brain-first into a brick wall. I heard a bit of a crunch (neck-related) and then I was sitting on the sidewalk, surrounded by a fairly large group of onlookers, most who were trying to figure out whether to laugh out loud or call an ambulance. Two fellows insisted on walking with me a few blocks to make sure I was okay. Fortunately I had on a knitted hat that helped to block the impact, and I didn't bite my tongue. I do actually seem to be okay, several hours later (although I have a lump and my neck is still sore and will probably be worse tomorrow), but am annoyed that I didn't see it happen Fly |
I sympathise. One of my nastiest injuries was a disabling foot-to-knee sprain caused by a simple stumble over a curb (going downhill was the problem - my impetus wrenched my joints, even though I wasn't running).
All the best.
My neighbor apparently received a new t.v. for the holidays, which she placed against the wall opposite the head of my bed. And which she watches until about 1:30 in the am. Do you think it will be less uncomfortable if, in the note I slip under her door asking her to lower the volume, I suggest that as an alternative she invite me over to watch?
| QUOTE (Stone @ Jan 4 2006, 03:33 PM) |
| My neighbor apparently received a new t.v. for the holidays, which she placed against the wall opposite the head of my bed. And which she watches until about 1:30 in the am. Do you think it will be less uncomfortable if, in the note I slip under her door asking her to lower the volume, I suggest that as an alternative she invite me over to watch? |
Maybe you should invite someone else over and make whoopee with a great many slams against the headboard wall and see if that has an impact on the TV situation. Although would it be any better if the TV were moved to the opposite wall?
| QUOTE (Stone @ Jan 2 2006, 09:33 PM) |
| My neighbor apparently received a new t.v. for the holidays, which she placed against the wall opposite the head of my bed. And which she watches until about 1:30 in the am. Do you think it will be less uncomfortable if, in the note I slip under her door asking her to lower the volume, I suggest that as an alternative she invite me over to watch? |
Is she hot?
(come on, someone had to ask that)
| QUOTE (GrantK @ Jan 4 2006, 04:09 PM) |
| Is she hot? |
Or is the TV hot?
| QUOTE (hollywood @ Jan 4 2006, 07:04 PM) | ||
Maybe you should invite someone else over and make whoopee with a great many slams against the headboard wall and see if that has an impact on the TV situation. Although would it be any better if the TV were moved to the opposite wall? |
Hey. I hadn't thought of that. Now I have a reason to have sex.
You could just fake it, slam the headboard into the wall for a few minutes.
| QUOTE (GrantK @ Jan 4 2006, 07:47 PM) |
| You could just fake it, slam the headboard into the wall for a few minutes. |
Or just bang your head against the wall.
| QUOTE (flyfish @ Jan 4 2006, 04:58 PM) |
| In a completely ridiculous Bugs Bunny moment today, I slipped while completing my crossing of a busy intersection, tipped over and thudded brain-first into a brick wall. I heard a bit of a crunch (neck-related) and then I was sitting on the sidewalk, surrounded by a fairly large group of onlookers, most who were trying to figure out whether to laugh out loud or call an ambulance. Two fellows insisted on walking with me a few blocks to make sure I was okay. Fortunately I had on a knitted hat that helped to block the impact, and I didn't bite my tongue. I do actually seem to be okay, several hours later (although I have a lump and my neck is still sore and will probably be worse tomorrow), but am annoyed that I didn't see it happen Fly |
Does the intersection have a traffic camera? if so, you may have missed the broadcast on the local news tonight.
Hope the pains have subsided.
I'm having a lot of trouble with my Triple Lutz and the Nationals are just around the corner!
On Jan 5th, it's my 30th birthday. Now believe it or not, this isnt' the annoyance. I was taken out for dinner tonight by my father and I didn't get a gift. Nothing. A sweater that my sister bought me, but nothing from him. Now, normally, this isn't an issue, I at least get a decent Christmas prestent and write of the birthday (one of the perks of having a New Year's birthday and divorced parents. The one that has gotten off scott free for the last 27 years always forgets) but this year I received a gift certificate for a spa treatment (which I really don't like....OK I DESPISE!@!!!!!!!) and that was it. Turns out that my dad gave my step sister his visa and said "buy something for all of you", which is Myself, my stepmom and my stepsister. And what does the stupid fucking princess buy, but Princess Spa Packages for a spa that her mother goes to for bleaching (something I don't need, and my french manicures are better than any that I've paid for). I'm a little pissed.
I'm used to crappy presents from my dad, but, for the last 9 months, my sister has moved back in to the house with our parents, rent free, with her husband and BABY!!! While I, struggle to pay a quite reasonable rent on a fairly decent salary. FUCK OFF!!!....
I think I havve ranted enough. Thank you
I'm used to crappy presents from my dad, but, for the last 9 months, my sister has moved back in to the house with our parents, rent free, with her husband and BABY!!! While I, struggle to pay a quite reasonable rent on a fairly decent salary. FUCK OFF!!!....
I think I havve ranted enough. Thank you
Oh... and my sister bought me fucking OPI nail polish for christmas that she bought off Ebay!
(I spent a small fortune on her, my neice and her live in-sponge-husband)
FUCK OFF!!!!
(sorry....thanks....)
(I spent a small fortune on her, my neice and her live in-sponge-husband)
FUCK OFF!!!!
(sorry....thanks....)
| QUOTE (Stone @ Jan 4 2006, 04:26 PM) | ||||
Hey. I hadn't thought of that. Now I have a reason to have sex. |
You need a reason?
| QUOTE (peppyre @ Jan 5 2006, 07:36 AM) |
| On Jan 5th, it's my 30th birthday. Now believe it or not, this isnt' the annoyance. I was taken out for dinner tonight by my father and I didn't get a gift. Nothing. A sweater that my sister bought me, but nothing from him. Now, normally, this isn't an issue, I at least get a decent Christmas prestent and write of the birthday (one of the perks of having a New Year's birthday and divorced parents. The one that has gotten off scott free for the last 27 years always forgets) but this year I received a gift certificate for a spa treatment (which I really don't like....OK I DESPISE!@!!!!!!!) and that was it. Turns out that my dad gave my step sister his visa and said "buy something for all of you", which is Myself, my stepmom and my stepsister. And what does the stupid fucking princess buy, but Princess Spa Packages for a spa that her mother goes to for bleaching (something I don't need, and my french manicures are better than any that I've paid for). I'm a little pissed. I'm used to crappy presents from my dad, but, for the last 9 months, my sister has moved back in to the house with our parents, rent free, with her husband and BABY!!! While I, struggle to pay a quite reasonable rent on a fairly decent salary. FUCK OFF!!!.... I think I havve ranted enough. Thank you |
Uh, but that sounds like you DID get a present from your dad after all - the spa certificate? I mean, he paid for it, right?
Is it a spa that ONLY offers bleaching and french manicures? I'd have thought that there would be other options - facials, massages, pedicures and whatnot. Surely you don't have to subject yourself to unnecessary bleaching to use the voucher...
Also, I might be wrong but isn't it precisely because she has a BABY! that your sister finds herself unable to pay rent - ? I mean, one less income, one more person... mine has done the same - why not if the parents are happy to have her...
| QUOTE (Wilfrid @ Jan 4 2006, 06:06 PM) | ||
I sympathise. One of my nastiest injuries was a disabling foot-to-knee sprain caused by a simple stumble over a curb (going downhill was the problem - my impetus wrenched my joints, even though I wasn't running). All the best. |
I once managed to get a lower back contusion after slipping on some wet steps at the South Street Seaport. Since I couldn't move, the cops had to call in an ambulance to take me to the ER, so I had a nice little crowd gathered around me, hoping something really nasty had occurred. I almost felt bad that I'd disappointed them.
| QUOTE (Guglhupf @ Jan 5 2006, 02:21 PM) | ||
Uh, but that sounds like you DID get a present from your dad after all - the spa certificate? I mean, he paid for it, right? Is it a spa that ONLY offers bleaching and french manicures? I'd have thought that there would be other options - facials, massages, pedicures and whatnot. Surely you don't have to subject yourself to unnecessary bleaching to use the voucher... Also, I might be wrong but isn't it precisely because she has a BABY! that your sister finds herself unable to pay rent - ? I mean, one less income, one more person... mine has done the same - why not if the parents are happy to have her... |
I should clarify, my sisters husband, who lives with them as well, makes well over $100K a year; triple my yearly salary. They have more than enough money to live quite happily. There are plenty of couples that have more than one child, much less income and do just fine. The spa cert. was a Christmas present from the whole family. It really wasn't that bad, just not understanding me at all. If a little thought had been put into it...(it's also a really small hair salon, not a spa, so the services are a little limited) Now a gift certificate for proper massage...that's a great gift!
I figured that at least for my 30th he would at least get me a card. I didn't even get that. It was like it was just another dinner out. And it's not about monetary stuff, it's about recognizing that I am his daughter and this is one of the few milestones that I am going to have in my life. (My parents divorced when I was 3, my dad remarried and my sister is actually my stepsister)
I'm just tired of being treated like I'm not his child
It appears I may start trading in body parts. Oh Joy. I hope for the best.
| QUOTE (winesonoma @ Jan 5 2006, 01:04 PM) |
| It appears I may start trading in body parts. Oh Joy. I hope for the best. |
I hope for the best for you. What's going on? Can you say?
Lung transplant.
| QUOTE (StephanieL @ Jan 5 2006, 09:47 AM) |
| ...I had a nice little crowd gathered around me, hoping something really nasty had occurred. I almost felt bad that I'd disappointed them. |
I know just how you felt. I could swear some of the onlookers seemed a bit disappointed when I stood up... and of course there was a distinct lack of blood...
mcj - luckily no camera on that corner, although it is a fairly busy one. Today it hurt to comb my hair and my neck is still a bit stiff and sore, but I think I was pretty lucky all things considered!
Fly
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