I Forgot What My Complaint Was - Complaint Thread
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I'm making an apartment set from one of my stories out of primitives and the few props I have... I may have made the rooms too big. I clearly don't know what I'm doing!
Hearing an abba song but not abba singing. Sounds like cher.
Need a name for my khajiit female
too bad humans dint have tails. Tails are sexi
Why they make dragon wings bat like. Bats are mammals
There is an evil factor involved.
Complainnt hotts.
Complaint it is raining outside. Complaint I left my umbrella at home. Non complaint it is not raining inside the mall.
I went to buy some food for my break but my boss said it is free except I would have to pay for honey mustard. Since the honey mustard probably would not be missed I said never mind. The cashier rang up the honey mustard for me anyway. So I did not have to pay anything for my meal.
complaint the upload of the weather screenshot is not uploading. Now it seems I am having difficulty posting.
Complaint: Hot & muggy out today, so I escaped in the car for 40 miles of real air-conditioning and a quick lunch. On the way I stopped at the cheese shop near the north end of the lake. Wrong day, wrong time to stop at the cheese shop.
The tiny little place was packed with people with kids all wanting to try samples of this & that, oblivious to the length of the line building behind them and the shop's pitifully inadequate air-conditioning unable to keep up with body heat and kids swinging the door wide running in and out. The men weren't bad they made their choice and transacted business quickly, but the summer tourist entitled moms were bound and determined to get miniscule amounts of half a dozen types all needing to be individually wrapped by the lone frazzled skinny old woman trying to handle the crowd.
My knees were screaming and I almost fainted from the heat before I got to the counter. 
Non-complaint: Hot & muggy out today, so I escaped in the car for 40 miles of real air-conditioning and a quick lunch. On the way I stopped at the cheese shop near the north end of the lake and bought some more Danish Blue (Mmmm, sticky, tangy & tart) and some Wensleydale with cranberries (Mmmm, crumbly & sweet) .
Now to find an occasion to obliterate an afternoon with a bottle of champagne, crackers & cheese. (Mmmm... decadence)
Now you only need some bouzouki music.
Speaking of anecdotal evidence...
I knew his father, who started the business twenty years ago. The son has been doing this for twenty years now, dealing with many, many customers, so I don't doubt that he's seen a total of three instances among all the other things he's seen at the same time as a motherboard failure. Neither he nor I said that Acronis definitely caused the failure. I don't know, but I won't take the chance again. And it's True Image WD, not Disk Director.
It boils down to this: When I have a MB that has been chugging along without a boot glitch for four years and the first time I try some new software it fails to reboot when that software makes it necessary, I'm not using that software again. I don't care how many people will swear on a Users Manual that it wasn't the software, I'm the one paying for an expensive new motherboard, so it's my choice.
Pterodactyl wings would make more sense... or alligator wings. Now I want buffalo wings.
somebody is mowing their lawn when the temperature outside is 100 degrees F.
Buffaloes with wings are like bumblebees. No way they can fly with those tiny wings.
This week I have ordered
Danish Blue Cheese
Cornish Extra Mature Cheddar Cheese
Welsh Slate Cavern Aged Cheddar,
This will be delivered to the door together with the rest of my grocery order, and will add to the remains of the standard large block of vintage cheddar that I call "cheese sandwich cheese" and the Parmigiano Reggiano - grated for Pasta dishes and 2 types of soft cheese, one is seriously strong and the other a normal strength one to use with smoked salmon on wholemeal bread which I already have in the fridge.
Blegh... I don’t even want to know what the temperature is on the highway, but this was the regular surface street...
That 100°F with the humidity gives a heat index of 129°F... Yum.
It was 107° F in the parking lot when I pulled in... I have no idea what the temperature was when I left because everyone who could clamber behind the wheel of an automobile was out driving like a confused labradoodles... The national weather service issued a “Stay The Hell At Home, It’s Too Damned Hot Outside” alert... so I guess that’s why everyone went out.
What I don’t understand is people are out driving terrible... more terrible than usual, and around here that’s exceptionally terrible... You’d imagine it’s because they are hot and confused... but these are all new cars with A/C... the older falling apart cars with windows open are actually being driven much better... maybe it’s the breeze that’s keep them alert... or maybe the toxic new car smell is killing the other group’s brain cells... Hell, maybe I’m just assuming they have the A/C on because the windows are up... They could be cooking in there because they are too dumb to turn on the a/c...
I think there needs to be a National Dumb People Monitoring Service... they could monitor the dumb people and alert everyone when mass numbers of them are on the move... where they are concentrated.
One step in that direction could be that every car gets a second plate (like a license plate) with 20 knockout holes in it... whenever you do something stupid like taking up two parking spaces, leaving a shopping cart in back of the car next to you, making a 475 point/K/Z/U-turn, leaving your door wide open on a narrow street, parking three feet from the curb, signaling left in the far left lane- then crossing over three lanes to the right, not getting in a turn lane and then cutting off the car that’s actually in the turn lane and then honking at them... The Stupidity Police pull you over and punch out one of the knockouts... no fines, no court, no higher insurance fees... but when all 20 of your knockouts are punched out you are required to drive around with a flashing pink and purple light on the roof of you car with a device on the outside that plays a looping message- “ Caution, dimwitted fool coming through! Very very stupid person! Beware of Fool!”... I’m open to other suggestions, but it’s an evolving idea.
I was busy reading the forums when I got logged off from it.
I'm not really a cheese person. My cheese cupboard is usually limited to "Pepper Jack" and "Velveeta". But I do always (always) get blue cheese dressing on a salad when eating out. And I do like good blue cheese to spread on crackers (saltines). However, the little old lady at the cheese shop was so nice and got me to try the Wensleydale so my cheese horizons have expanded just a little.
I do also have a little experience with Swiss Cheese. Meh...
And I have endured Brie for about 20 seconds (yuk, ptui, blech). I'm sorry but I find it comparable to homogonized snot.
And don't poo poo Velveeta. It has its uses. Especially melting into the top of hot casseroles like Scalloped Potatoes. Mmmm
Yeah, probably only related to cheese by proximity on the grocery shelf but still much more useful than Brie.
The problem with this idea is that it will never get to law...they outnumber us and would never let this happen!
Dana
The real problem would be if it actually did come to pass... the deafening sound of millions billions of vehicles blaring “Caution, dimwited fool coming through,beware of fool...” would overwhelm us all... even though nobody can hear you scream in space, I’m pretty sure the sound of those warning devices would be heard across the galaxy.
The cheese shop sketch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zB8pbUW5n1g
I actually remember Velveeta when we could get it over here. From what I remember it is not too disimilar to what I call Seriously strong soft (or spreading) cheese. https://www.ocado.com/products/seriously-strong-spreadable-cheese-spread-46075011
Velveeta... Mmmm... toasted cheese sandwiches... Mmmm.
Sunday Morning Complaints:
My bangs stabbed me in my left eye.
My girlfriend laughed at me for making faces in a mirror and then trying to copy them on my character.
I sent my family an email with the Daz 3D Gift Card telling them they are 15% off for values over $200... My brother responded saying there may be a need for an intervention.
I don't have a problem. I can stop dazzing at any time. See I'm not evening dazzing right now. Well... I have renders going... That doesn't count right?
My brother asked me to send my latest render... but... I'm can't. My daz models have had a wild weekend so far...
I lived the cheese shop sketch at a drive tru Kentucky Fried Chicken in the late 80s... Apparently it’s still a thing and some KFCs occasionally run out of chicken and a most of their side dishes near the end of the day... Sometimes they’ll tell you when you walk in that they are out, sometimes each item is a surprise.
Non complaint I found some acrylic paint at dollar tree. Complaint they were mixed with tempera paint. Non complaint I got a green acrylic paint. Complaint I got a tempera red paint instead of acrylic paint. I could go back to dollar tree but they do exchanges not returns. Also a lot of effort for a dollar item.
Given the fact I had difficulty checking out. I miscalculated the tax and how much money I had. I was like ten to thirteen cents short due to the tax. I was tired from a long day at work so I was trying to figure out what item to not get. When I chose the red paint, another customer came up and gave the cashier a quarter. So that is another reason I feel like I cannot return the tempera.
I cannot figure out sales tax when I am alert due to differences of food items and non food items. When I was tired from a long day at work it was impossible. What really tired me out also was the fact I had about a week off of work to see my brother and family.
I've never posted much in the PC+ forum, and there would be days between every time I read anything, but now that I'm temporarily shut out I'm going crazy. It's like, I know it's there, but I can't see it!
This sounds horrible. Storm the gates!
what a foool believes he seees mo wise man haz the power to reason asawyyy
cuz baybee ise not f-f-f-fooolin. darn. no way to play my pyromania album
vinyl will mnelt in this weather
soo hyoomid my floor still wet from yesterday's chores
what squirrel mail. will they deliver mail for acorns?
A couple decades ago when I was a striking figure in leather and rode with an apparently rough looking gay motorcycle club we were heading as a group of about 8 of us, all decked out in our leathers, boots, denim vests with club colors, etc., riding our big noisy, shiny bikes, heading to a multi gay motorcycle club event in the NJ area and stopped at a small diner in the country for a late breakfast. Keep in mind that everybody in our group was gay and was a professional from the Washington DC area. We had engineers, technicians, bankers, chefs, housing inspectors, and a high end hair dresser who was the biggest baddest looking guy in the group until he opened his mouth.
We all crowded into the small diner laughing and generally having a good time and sat around the one table large enough to accomodate all of us. Nobody else was in the dining room. The waitress, a small, thin girl about 19 comes out and starts to take our order. The first one goes OK, but the next in line ordered something that they were out of. " Um, OK then how about xxx?" But that too was no longer available. "Hmmm, I guess I'll try yyy." Now visibly nervous, the girl said that that was gone too. At which point the guy getting a little frustrated said "Well, just WHAT do you have left?". The girl now clearly afraid and probably thinking we were dangerous backed up a few steps and stammered out "I, I don't know... I'll check but PLEASE don't wreck the place." To which the hair dresser (a massive extrovert) interjected in his best flaming queen imitation complete with nasal whine and exaggerated limp wrist movement, "Oh, Mary, we might redecorate this dismal place but we won't wreck it!" Best release of tensions I've ever witnessed.