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• 13:24 People are crazy and times are strange... #
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want to start this with a disclaimer that I was already kind of cranky today because I got in from work last night and found out that we had to put one of the family's dogs down because of kidney and pancreatic problems. (Which a couple of my coworkers were pretty cool about letting me talk about her and share some stories.)

So my first WTF was witnessed at the Dunkins on my way to work.

A girl walks up to the counter and begins asking about espresso shots and all sorts of different more specialty coffees that you might find at like a Starbucks. Dunkins can do some of it, but anyway, this girl was rattling off things and combinations at a rate that confused both of the employees and a couple other customers. After everything she finally settles on a black ice coffee with a couple sweet-n-low, and then she mentions that she wants some cream in her coffee. She follows that up with "Oh, I'm not picky." And I kind of just stare for a moment in confusion.

( So now my OMG I want to kill someone for the day: )

Oh, and for the last time, will you people read the damn pinpad? Don't just slide the card through and try to sign. You have to select credit then approve the amount. I will try not to imply you're a moron, but no promises. If a 100 year old woman can go through my boyfriend's line and have exact change figured out and ready for him before he's even bagged her small order, then there's no reason you can't figure out the f'ing pinpad.

AND YES I KNOW MY PINPAD HAS LINES IN IT. IT'S STILL NOT THAT HARD TO READ IT! HOW STUPID ARE YOU PEOPLE??!!

Sorry... warned you I was in a crummy mood. u.u

(Edited to fix puncutation.)

remember that Olympics ad from the guys who brought you Gorillaz?

here, have an mp3

I was told about this one this morning when I arrived, since I don't work on Mondays (last Monday the lady brought the jacket into us, and yesterday she arrived to pick it up).

When she brought her jacket in, she was a pain in the ass about the fitting. She had MP pin her over and over and over again. The reason it took so long, was that she kept fidgeting while MP was pinning her, so when she finally stood still with the right posture, it draped wrong. So finally she liked it. They went to the counter and just before MP rung her up, she decided that she did not want is to do the shoulders after all. She just wanted us to take in the sides and move the buttons (it is a double breasted jacket) on the front. So that is how it was rung up and that is what she paid for.

Yesterday was her pickup date. She showed up and this Monday it was SW that was working (the other employees work on alternating one week on, one week off schedules). SW gave her the jacket and like some of our customers, decided to try it on before she left, just so she wouldn't waste gas going home and then possibly having to come back.

So she put it on and was happy with the work we did do... but then she got upset.

She claimed that she paid us to do the shoulders and was mad that we hadn't done it. She snatched SWs measuring tape from around her neck and started measuring the width of each shoulder exclaiming: "SEE! IT IS EXACTLY THE SAME AS BEFORE!! I NEED THIS JACKET FOR FRIDAY NIGHT!!!!" She went on and on, yelling and cursing and just going up one side of SW and down the other and I think she completely flabbergasted her, because SW completely forgot to look the order up in the computer to see what the lady paid for.

Since I was not there and our boss took the day off for medical reasons, she told the woman to leave the jacket with her and she would talk to the boss the next day and call her to let her know what was going on.

So when the boss and I got to work this morning, SW told us what had happened. The boss looked up the order in the computer and saw that the woman had not paid for the shoulders. Then he remembered MP saying to him when the jacket came in, that there were tailor-chalk marks on the shoulders, but to NOT do them because she had changed her mind at the till.

Now, we absolutely have time to do the shoulders for Friday like she wants, provided she pay us the cost of doing it. However, since she was so horrible to SW, my boss has decided that we will not do the job. He called her and let her know that we 'unfortunately are so busy with other work that we do not have time' for her job. We would have done it today if she hadn't been so nasty.

Her nickname in the back is now 'Mrs. Beastly'... and even though she said that she would be in right away to pick up her jacket, she did not show up today.

(I had posted this a few minutes ago... but decided I wanted a new username, so I deleted it -it had no comments anyway- and I am reposting it with my new account.)

Long time lurker, first time poster, you know the deal.

So today was my first day at a small independent bookstore (yay!). I walked in the front door behind this poser-goth guy, who proceeds to the bargain books section. 
Well, approximately 1 minute later, as I'm standing at the counter talking to the owner, he comes up right behind me and whispers, 'I'm going to eat you."
O_o
I just ignored him and kept talking (the owner didn't notice), and he walked off muttering to himself.
Hopefully this sort of thing won't happen often, since most of the people who come in are sweet old people looking for book club selections, but seriously, what a way to start out my first job!

The Americans have their gold and silver, China has her bronze, all's right with the world...

Interesting how the CBC commentators were saying that the judges use 'the roar of the crowd' to determine what scores to hand out.

Proper lounging, of course, is done without clothing and preferably with a partner.

This had to be one of the strangest responses to this situation that I have gotten in my years of being on a cash register...

When someone comes through and asks if they can do something that is against our policy, and I inform them of that, it is perfectly normal for them to say "please, just this once?" or find a way around it or ask to speak to a manager or give up.

What I did not expect was a woman, looking to be in her mid-30s, who responded to me telling her that whatever she wanted (I cant remember exactly what) by pushing out her bottom lip as far as possible, lifting up her hands so they were in front of her chest, curling her fingers to immitate begging paws, give me the classic "puppy-dog" eyes, and say "aw, pweese?"

I came home from a long, stupid day at work (What is my job? Nobody knows. However, work still needs to get done.) packed up some BPAL and rushed to the grocery store to mail it. Then I rushed home, changed, threw a sock monster in my backpack, and rushed to my mother's house. We packed up Rachel the Parrot and drove to Grandview to have her beak filed and her claws trimmed. She puked a lot. Carsick birds are not pleasant; parrot puke smells like feet. Then we drove back, stopping at Kentucky Fried to get dinner for mom and sister (I can't eat that food). Then it was 7 pm, I was sick, I was headachey, and I hadn't eaten.

Costume Guild was great. There were people to talk to! I got fitted for something! And then there was a margarita and a hamburger, and all was right with the world.

You people who were there for the drunken ranting: This is the essay I was talking about. It's about why old writers' nostalgia for the Golden Age is killing science fiction.

Now I just need to go win me a Hugo.

... I'm sorry, that was the tequila talking.

Dear Log,

Odd thing that I had occasion to type today:

% cd ~/.bin
% rm lns
% ~/public_html/pub/lns  lns  ~/public_html/pub/lns

Yes, I was removing the copy of lns from my .bin directory, and making it a symlink to the dist copy of it, but to do so, I had to call that very copy to do it, because the whole thing with lns is that it's the only way I trust myself (or any of you!) to make symlinks.

The Bad News: Tinactin makes a horrible toothpaste.

The Good News: I don't have to worry about my teeth getting Jock Itch anymore.

(Don't ask....just don't ask...)




(Trust me...you DON'T want to know...)

Cyn: Oh my gawd did you at least brush you teeth again?
Tig: *slips Cyn some tongue* (The visual...Your welcome.)
Cyn: OMG eeeew! EWWWWWW!

(See I told you I was not far behind)









(If you think that was dirty Blitz..wait until I post the pictures of me humpin' your mom!)

In closing...I am not out of whiskey.

Have fun!

Dear Log,

Just for the Background... Not my first post here, but it's always good to bring the info. I work for Tech Support of a huge Electronics company; in the spanish queue for latin-american people living in US. I'm not the complaint dept, nor service. I'm just the one you call if you don't RTFM.

So it goes something like this: I usually have to deal with people that starts " ZOMFG YOUR PRODUCT IS SHIT 'CAUSE IT IS NOT DOING ANYTHING AT ALL! " ranting, with rude language, insults and such.. which ends up almost always in a " This is what you should do with your device in order to work, it's stated in page XX of your user-manual "..
But last week I had the opposite ( but not less annoying ) type of customer. The one that's totally happy with it, but, as usual.. doesn't want to read the blessed manual. So..

1 hour and a half was the time needed for this Lady ( Extremely Happy Lady ) to understand that she will require to install the capture software of the camcorder in order to make it work with a computer ( driver required, yada yada )... After arguing and insisting there was no software included with the camera. She found it. Yay for you, let's do it!

Me: " ok, EHL now please install the software following the steps.. I'll wait for you :D "
EHL: " aha.... uhu... hihihihihiihi*giggle giggle* "
Me: *WTH* " eeer... ok? "
EHL: " Yes, yes, it says -Choose language- .. What should I choose!? "
Me: *sigh... you're a spanish speaking person, perhaps Chinese is a good choice* " Ehmm.. the language that you can handle the most, Mrs EHL "
EHL: " Oh.. oh.. hihihihi! I only speak spanish! "
Me: " Then, choose Spanish :D " *DUH*
EHL: " But I wanna learn English someday! " * chooses English *
Me: * omfg.... * " Ok... your choice.. Please select the destination folder wher---- "
EHL: " HIhiIHihIHihIHIHHSDFGSDFG "
Me: " oooook.... click next... chose standard install, click next "
EHL: " It says something about License and Policies.... "
Me: " Yes , you have to Agree with the Usage terms of the software like every ---- "
EHL: " Pr----oo---duuu----c----t----- Lii--ce----n---n-n--- " * starts reading the fncking article in a Tarzan-ish english *
Me: * Curses inside because cannot interrupt the customer... and waits for more than 10 minutes in silence and agony till EHL feds up with reading *
EHL: " I'm tired, what should I do? "
Me: " You .... have to accept the usage terrrrrms.... :D :D :D "
EHL: " But I can't read in English :D "
Me: * aims to the window thinking " 9 floors should do the trick " *


Note to myself.. Never allow them to *attempt to think*.

 Small, short suck, and really only a suck because I've had it happen so many times.  And then one from a while back that still makes me twitch.

Dear customers,

When I ask if you would like your receipt with you or in the bag, the answer is not "yes".  I speak obnoxiously loudly (ask my mother), so the problem is with your listening skills, and not my speaking skills.  If you appear hard of hearing, that would be one thing, but most of you who answer me this way are young and have no hearing aids that I can see.  Pay attention, please.

Also, to whoever dropped and broke one of the ceramic piggy banks and did not inform an employee: you suck.  I stumbled upon the sharp, pointy remains of the poor pig who knows how much later.  This store is large, with very high ceilings, tall shelves, screaming children, and bad music: sound does not travel well, so please do not assume we heard the crash.  We will not make you pay for it; accidents happen, and we are guilty of accidentally breaking a few things ourselves.  We won't yell at you.  But whether you knew this or not, it was very irresponsible on your part.  Children are in this store and are prone to picking up things they shouldn't, and often inserting said things into their mouths.

Please to not be endangering your fellow customer, kthnx.

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ok i need ideas. i need a light weight rod to use as the neck spine of my quad suit moose head. it needs a slight bow curve, and it attached the hinge i have installed into the head, and onto the back of my bike helmet. also, im making my antlers out of celluclay using Beetlecat's tutorial. im gonna put some wire in it before adding the second halves of the antlers, but when this drys fully, will it be rly heavy or very breakable? im putting a sealant over it since its paper mache. and my biggest question. when it comes time to fur the unitard/foam, i know u use a duct tape pattern, but since those patterns r skin tight, when u attatch the fur, even to small spots on the foam only, doesnt that take away the stretch of the unitard and restrict movement? i appreciate it.

~shaggy griffon


sorry the pic is crappy, but i highlighted the rod for ya'll.

This totally made my night. And it made me think of exile17 for some reason.

When I ask you if you want to order our *product* in cast iron or PVC, do not answer "Brass".
It shows that 1, you're not listening to a word I'm saying and 2, you're an idiot.

If I ask you what kind of *product* you want to order, don't tell me "a cast iron one".
That just showed your idiocy...at least half our products are made of cast iron.

I work for a company that has 2 names. *parent company* *my division*.
If you ask me about a *product* and I have no freaking clue wtf it is you're looking for and politely inform you that it is probably a *parent company* product, NOT a *my division* product, please do not argue with me. I know I've only worked there for 5 months now but I really do know wtf I'm talking about.
*parent company* has at least 6 different North American divisions alone that I can think of off the top of my head and on top of the ones overseas in France, Denmark, and China I can think of for example.

That's my last few days worth of stupidity...had to get it out...

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