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...Interesting....
Interesting price.
Or is it coincidental?
...coincidental as it is actually the Daz+ discount for DOs, though I found it amusing given the date..
It was one of three freebies I got today!
In fairness, if I'm just doin' my thing somewhere and someone sets up a free buffet, I'd probably do the same.
You don't have a pet do you?
Or least maybe not anymore...
Complaint: I just became aware that "...to boldly go where no one (or man) has gone before!" contains a split infinitive. How did I manage to stupidly miss that all these years?
A t least it's giving you some warning?
I had one that the first thing that went was the timer. It would randomly decide, once it'd hit 0, to reset itself to a much higher number instead of just politely beeping and shutting off. Didn't have the money for a new one, so I had to keep an eye on it or set a second timer so I wouldn't wander off to check my email, get distracted, and forget about it until there was smoke. The one after that had the display go first, so you just had to take it on faith that it was working properly. It did work fine other than that, and I would probably still have it, except that during the divorce process the kids and I were staying with my parents for safety reasons, and the ex- had the legal right to be in the house for three months after the mediation. I'm not sure at what point during those three months he put the ham sandwich in there and abandoned it, but there was no getting the smell out. (Sadly, that wasn't even the worst of what he left behind. It took eight months of gutting & DIY renovating to get it livable.)
The replacement's held up nicely for five years, knock on wood.
Back in my early days with that microwave I did discover what happens to a frozen pizza slice mistakenly cremated at high power for 6 minutes instead of being gently defrosted and warmed for 6 minutes at 20% power. After I extinguished the flames of the candle-like wicking of the pile of carbon floating in pepperoni grease it took a half hour for the roiling black smoke to clear to 10 foot visibility, and months for the smell to become unnoticeable to visitors.
Non-complaint: This week's mini-adventure is a trip to the laundromat tomorrow. Morning bus to laundromat, then deposit laundry into washers, then breakfast at Burger King. Then back to laundry to transfer wet stuff into dryers, then a visit to the CVS drugstore to snarf up some cheap post-Easter chocolate bunnies(or whatever's left), then a toddle to the grocery store for the last things on my grocery list, and then back to the laundry to fold clothes and call an Uber to go home. All within a one block radius. Wheee..., an easy and uncomplicated, and immensely satisfying mini-adventure.
After that, no scheduled doctor appointments or other necessary trips for three weeks. And then a trip to the dentist in mid May. Perhaps I can save a little money this month.
Both of our most ridiculous stories with microwaves involve human error. The first was when I had managed to keep our microwave perfectly maintained for years. I told my niece she definitely shouldn't microwave that popcorn for five minutes. She declared she knows how long to microwave popcorn, and burnt it, leaving the microwave stained and smelling like smoke even to this day in the landfill where it has been buried for years. The second incident was in more recent times. Whenever we ordered "fast food", I tend to reheat it because they never serve anything hot anymore. I thought it would be safe because the sandwich had a paper wrapper. I didn't know whoever prepared it had wrapped it in foil and then wrapped the foil in paper. Eventually that microwave started consistently tripping its circuit breaker. I don't know if it had anything to do with the aluminum sandwich. But I do love our new microwave.
I did an image search for Loki. I found this picture.
Pollen is to high for me. I don't feel well. I can't breathe at least not at the level I need to be comfortable.
Complaint: You know you're getting old when you've been contemporary with 7 (going on 8) Popes.
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/live-blog/pope-francis-died-rcna192653
'Nother complaint: I've heard others in this town complain about the grocery prices in this little town's grocery store. And now, after having shopped in some city groceries I can see that the prices have gone up a lot recently, my little local store is no longer even trying to be competitive with the big store prices.
Our local grocery store has been here since long before I was born, and back when I was a kid in the '50s there were FOUR local family owned grocery stores in this tiny town of 500. But those days are gone as are three of the groceries (as well as most of the families). The one remaining grocery was rebuilt in the late '60s or early '70s but still in the same spot although owned by a new local family, until about a year ago when an out-of-town family of foreigners bought it and have started turning it into a 7-11 type market/gas station with a good meat department. Although I don't know for how long the quality of the meat will continue. They've added onto the building to create a large beer department so perhaps they know what the local yokels really buy. But otherwise, prices are up significantly throughout the store. It's where I accidentally bought a $12 carton of a dozen eggs.
And the choice of brands is more and more limited to store-brand stuff, as if Del Monte doesn't exist. Additionally, I think they buy their bagged salad greens as late as possible, for as little as possible, assuring that they'd turn to mush within three days.
I now get all my canned and boxed goods via Amazon with Prime free shipping. I get most everything else from the city groceries when I can get to them. Except for meats which are still prepared by a local butcher still working through the local grocery. But who knows for how long.
(*Sigh*) "The only constant, is change". -- Lament of the Ancient --
There was a little grocery about a block away when I moved into this house... I think it'd been here since the development went up in the late 70's. It and the liquor store next to it were owned by the same couple... but about 10 years ago they gave up on the grocery store half and closed it. Liquor store's still there, and I'm betting it will be for quite a while even though there are big box ones around. This one's in easy walking distance for drunk people who are responsible enough to not get behind the wheel.
John Paul II was the pope since before I was born, for the first half of my life, to the extent that it felt like he had ALWAYS been the pope. Now, 20 years (almost to the day) after John Paul II died, there's going to be a third pope.
Non-complaint: Bus -- check; Breakfast at BurgerKing -- check; Laundry in washers -- check; Drugstore chocolate pickup -- check; Laundry in dryers -- check; Grocery shopping -- check; Drugstore prescription pickup -- check; Laundry folded -- check; Uber home -- check; Groceries put away -- check; Downstairs laundry put away -- check; Finances Spreadsheet updated -- check; Wheee... mischief managed!
A while later: Upstairs laundry put away -- check; Retired sheets & pillowcases washed, boxed & archived -- check; New sheets & pillowcases on bed -- check.
Feet, knees & legs complaining.
Complaint: Still going 'round in circles with this yahoo who thought you could do a monthly budget by multiplying weeks by 4. Now she's getting different math wrong in an equally stupid way (thinking fees should be removed from the monthly budget "because they happen monthly" even though they've already been removed from the yearly budget to GET the monthly budget). I should not have to explain to these people how their own forms work, I just shouldn't.
Non-complaint: She finally copied her boss on the email chain to prove I was being difficult and wrong. So not only did I have the chance to reiterate my math (it's not even hard math) AND have the opportunity to point out that perhaps her mistake was similar to the weeks/months one... but I now have the name and email address of her superior, so the next time these idiots decide to just ignore my emails for months, or they're giving me nonsense like this, I can just go right to copying the higher ups. Seriously no mercy at this point.
Gotta love when stupid doubles down on stupid.
Non Complaint, It's my year anniversary using Daz! And after spending most of the time buying lots of content, building a rendering PC and reading up on tutorials I am finally getting into it, rendering daily.
Complaint - However Oblivion Remastered surprise dropped yesterday - so there goes my 2025 and large chunks of my Daz time. Extreme nostalga activated.
The problem is worse when the higher-ups are the stupid or possibly/probably the greedy ones.
My wife had a complaint with her work when she was working part time at a university library. The higher-ups determined that each worker was credited with 8.25 hours of leave for a Bank Holiday, even if they worked a part time 5 hours (like my wife). So, on the bank holiday they used the 5 hours bank holiday leave and 8.25 hours of bank holiday leave was deducted. So, as they were only due 5 hours, they needed to return 3.25 hours of leave. Which could only be done by deducting 3.25 hours of annual leave. Which meant my wife was charged 3.25 hours of annual leave to go on a bank holiday.
To extend a huge insult on top of the injury, it was possible to work on the Bank Holiday. Part time workers didn't get paid extra for working anti-social hours on bank holidays. So, they could work their 5 hours helping students. For this they'd get 5 hours credit, however as they were working on a bank holiday, the 8.25hours Bank Holiday leave they didn't take was valued at 1.5x time because full time workers got time and a half on a Bank Holiday, or 12.375 hours. Which meant the part time worker 'owed' the library 7.375 hours of work which they could 'pay back' either as an annual leave deduction or have to work the hours. So, if my wife worked a bank holiday, she'd either lose 7.325 hours of annual leave or have to work 12.375 hours in place of her normal 5 hour day - ie 40% of her normal pay rate when full timers got 150%. If, instead, she didn't work the bank holiday, she'd only lose 3.25 hours annual leave. Nice scam if you're the boss, effectively getting coverage of the library for free AND getting free overtime or a reduction in holiday costs..
One final thing they introduced shortly before my wife left, was compulsory working to a rota on bank holidays, and guess what, staffed only by part timers. That was the last straw.
Regards,
Richard
Yikes. Thankfully in this case there's nothing in it for them, as they're just the go-between and don't get anything extra for being wrong... the lady's just a stubborn idiot. And middle-management to boot (hello Peter Principle!)... I'm just hoping the next tier up is cpable of looking at this with a clear eye because I think she's just wedded to not being wrong.
All too familiar with idiot bosses, though. I went through five in eight years at my last job, each worse than the last. The final one wasn't qualified to lead lemmings off a cliff. She actually walked up to me one day and asked me if I'd finished a project, which I had been told not to start because we were waiting on input from another department (which she knew we hadn't gotten yet). I pointed this out. She said it was due soon. I asked if she wanted me to start without it. She said that no, I should not start; she'd just wanted to check if I was done.
Pretty much every interaction with her was like that. She was a big fan of "kiss up, kick down" so I wasn't shocked when I heard through the grapevine after I left that she was promoted to department head when the previous one retired.
That corporation was evil, though, so it was really a match made in h-e-double-hocky-sticks. I'm sure the karma fairies will have fun with that one.
Complaint: The manager is as stupid as the nitwit. They're re-doing the budget for the entire year using the total amount instead of dividing the unused funds over the six months remaining, even though I can't spend money in months that have already passed.
I seriously don't get how this is so hard. I got word problems like this in 4th grade. "If you have X money, and you spent Y, how much do you have remaining? If you want to spend that money equally over Z months, how much will you spend each month?" That's it. That's literally the whole thing.
I even ran the whole situation by my dad, who has a master's degree in engineering and handled the budgeting and spreadsheets for his department before he retired, just to make sure I wasn't missing something. (And he has no issue pointing out when I'm mistaken, and I have no issue accepting that from him because he backs it up with proof and reasoning.) He agreed that I'm right and they're idiots.
Maybe you can convince them to give you the money for the whole year.
Unfortunately it comes from the county, and they're just the go-betweens. The problem is that the amount changed partway through, but instead of redoing the budget going forward, they're trying to evenly distribute it for all the months by redoing the whole thing as if it was the beginning of October and we had all 12 to work with.
...her rationale reminds me sort of like...
Yeah, we've definitely crossed the point where reality is indistinguishable from satire.
Yes, and television and other mass media have provided an excellent growth medium for that particular type of malady. It's funny at first but even laughing too much can kill you.
Note: (we need an eye-roll emoticon)
Nostalgic musing: Back in my day..., the bear would eat you if you did something stupid.
Oops, double post.
Non-complaint: There's a light green haze on all the trees (ooh, pretty!). The temperature outside is in the '70s. Spring is truly here.
Complaint: The haze on the trees will soon turn into mature leaves and will block my view up the road and I won't be able to see the bus coming in enough time to wait inside then meet it at the street.
Non-complaint: Being outside now while waiting for the bus isn't going to freeze my nose & toes.
Non-complaint: My longterm grocery shopping list is complete. I'm set with canned and boxed goods for the rest of spring & summer.
Non-complaint: It's almost time for symphony concerts at Chautauqua Institution again.
Complaint: The Chautauqua Institution webpage again has made it even harder to find a concise list of symphonic concerts for the 9 week season. Somebody please light a fire under their web manager.
Symphonies in the Amphitheater are usually on Tuesday and Friday or Saturday nights. Oops, finally found it, buried amongst all the menus and pretty pictures of the same people.
Why is it that website functionality takes a backseat to artistic indulgences.
Complaint: My apartment needs some deep spring cleaning, and the floor is soooo far away.
Non-complaint: The Forget-Me-Nots are in bloom in the lawn outside my kitchen window. I love the patches of blue haze that they provide over a lawn.
Non-complaint: Found a few of this summer's symphonic performances at Chautauqua that tickle my fancy:
1) Beethoven & lots of Wagner Beethoven's "Lenore Overture #3" Beethoven only composed one opera "Fidelio", but originally wanted to name it for the main character "Lenore", but there were issues with the name, he ended up writing the overture three times(actually four) and the opera still failed the test of history, but three of the overtures linger on with the name "Lenore". On the other hand, Wagner was prolific about composing operas based on stories of God's & Goddesses "so noble they shxt marble" -- Amadeus --.
2) Tchaikovsky: Violin Concerto, and Rachmaninoff: Symphony #3 The Tchaikovsky violin concerto is one of the few violin concertos I actually enjoy. The Rachmaninoff Symphony #3 isn't as popular as his 2nd was, but has it's own flavor.
3) Berlioz: "Symphony Fantastique" Intoxicated dreams of images of Infidelity, witches & hangings(march to the scaffold at 39:53, the short-sharp-shock at 43:55).
4) Gershwin: Concerto in F, and Dvorak: "Water Goblin" Note: Gershwin composed the "Concerto in F" in the practice sheds at Chautauqua in 1924.
Dvorak's "Water Goblin" is based on a terrible fairytale about a troll who kidnaps and marries unwilling women, holds babies hostage, and lures people to their death.
