The Sky is Falling Complaint Thread
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When I was a kid, my dog was impossible to pill.
"Hide it in bread!"
He spit it out.
"Bury it in peanut butter and fold the bread around it!"
...yeah, he somehow would manage to eat both the peanut butter and the bread... and then... ptuh... out came the pill. And he'd look up and wag his tail like "hey, nice try! Give it another go!"
Not only are they crafty, but they have nothing else to do and nowhere else to be.
LOL that sounds like the mouse I caught in my basement. I'd put him in a disposable Tupperware with some food and water for overnight, as I felt like it was only humane to release him when there was enough warmth in the day for him to establish shelter before the temps bottomed out. He somehow managed to chew a hole in the lid... and promptly got re-caught in the trap I'd set back up in case there was more than one.
Jonathan Brisby he was not.
Pretty sure the little dummy became part of the circle of life not long after I turned him loose in the wilds about a mile and a half from my house, but at least I tried.
I was looking at the DAZ store to see if there is anything cool I can afford. Then I remembered that I reported my debit card is lost. As of tonight it hasn't came yet. I can use Apple Pay only right now. DAZ store doesn't take Apple Pay.
I am also afraid I can't get a tax refund back due to having a fraudulent w2 on my account. I didn't work for that w2 and I never saw those funds.
Also concerned about trying to get full Medicaid back which is needed for some services I need and for medication too.
Love that story.. Oh dear.
Regards,
Richard
COMPLAINT: Dialed 311, press option 1, and spent 45 minutes on the phone listening to muzac waiting to talk to the city water department, to give an accurate water meter reading.
I then hung up and dialed 311 again, main switchboard, to complain that the 311 waterworks subsection does not work efficiently. She answered on the second ring, expressed compassion for my concerns and then transfered me to the same muzac hell line for another 25 minutes.
When did municipal government become so ineffective?
Did I say that I rejoined the YMCA? They have 2 pools. One inside and one outside.
I thought that every pool has one inside and one outside.
No clue as I haven't checked other YMCA locations for pool information.
Non compliant; I got some brats for free from a food bank.
complaint: the package has 5 brats in it. 5 is a prime number so not able to be divided into any whole number. I don't want to eat all five tonight. I didn't know what to do. How many for tonight and how many for a different night?
non complaint: I found a solution. I cut one brat in half I cook 2 and a half and put the other 2 and a half in fridge.
Because it would have been crazy to have one each day.
Oooh that would be a good idea too.
The number "1" goes into "5" a whole number of times.
Good idea to check, because if the pool doesn't have an inside where would one put the water?
Complaint: I got this month's SS deposit, and I had my financial spreadsheet all balanced and budgeted for the next 30 days.
Then I received an unexpected annual bill for my smartphone service. Poof, another $130.37 gone.
Non-complaint: I use TracFone for my cell/smart service, but I rarely make a call, about the only other things that I use it for are the Uber and pharmacy apps, voiced questions to Google, and a rare text to the few people who know I'm still alive. So, when you divide by 12 the plan's monthly cost for service is only $10.86
I don't understand how people can get monthly phone bills in the hundreds or thousands of dollars.
Too much open mouth disease?
Complaint: Landline phone bill: On the otherhand, my landline bill isn't insignificant. I get my Internet for computer and TV via DSL, and I have a special double-line and modem to give me adequate speed for high definition TV. The price was reasonable 10 years ago when I signed a "permanent" agreement for a fixed price, which has been creaping up every year and is now 50% higher than the original "permanent" price I'd agreed to.
Perhaps it's time to look at those Spectrum fibre offers I get in the post.
You need to build housing for your mice...
This was Corky...
Corky was a Deer Mouse (a kind of arboreal mouse that prefers to live mostly in trees)... Corky woke up early one warm winter day and realized she had no outdoor food to sustain her and decided moving into our house till it got warmer wasn't a bad idea... unfortunately her gnawing the corks off my assorted olive oil bottles was not appreciated and she was promptly apprehended and thrown in rodent jail. The intention was for her to receive a quick (but fair) trial and for to then be exiled to lovely estate/nature reserve too far for her to ride her little bicycle back here.
Unfortunately, for her, her attorney was an acorn that was not very well versed in the legal system involving human/rodent housing contracts and she list her case.
Granted I did realize she was trying to have an acorn represent her, but even if she won, she was facing exile anyway so I figured let her be happy.
Also unfortunately for her... the weather turned cold and nasty thanks to a friggin alcoholic groundhog who couldn't predict weather to save his life. The colder weather postponed her release into the wild, so she was forced to to remain incarcerated feeding off a meager diet of large blobs of peanut butter, berries, granola, various nuts and cereals (most of which she sequestered away in her bedding)...
Eventually the decision was made to release her, but because the weather remained very unpredictable, a radical plan was set into motion that involved building her a cozy home she could live outdoors in until the weather was suitable for her to resume her arboreal mouse stuff.
A tiny Mouse McMansion (not to be confused with the McMouse Mansion™sandwich from McDonald's) was built and placed in her detention facility for her to acclimate to... once she was accustomed to it, she'd be locked inside and transported to her new property.
Her house...
Early construction...
Corky's home was actually quite nice... it had multiple interior rooms, an attic bedroom for sleeping, storing food and raising little mouselings... additionally it had satellite tv, a built in mini nuclear reactor for electricity, a full basement with game room, two bathrooms and a wood burning fireplace... I figured since her bicycle was lost in storage, I gave her a slightly used 1970 Chevy Monte Carlo (nothing fancy, it was the 350-cubic-inch small-block V8 with the two-barrel carburetor, not the 454 package... I'm not running a charity here) for driving the kids to mouse daycare and picking up groceries.
I honestly think the hardest part was making her a tiny little electric guitar so she could keep up with her music and follow her dream of one day publishing her album of Heavy Metal Mouse Folk Music...
Well, long story, longer, I eventually moved her to a delightful little spot deep in the woods next to a great gigantic log and surrounded by oak trees.
Despite having made her a fully functional mailbox and going through the trouble of establishing a mailing address for her, she never ever wrote me one single stinking letter or postcard... which was totally predictable since Deer Mice are notoriously bad at correspondence.
Well... that's all... and sorry if you've heard this story before when it was new a bunch of years ago...
Man... my three hours of sleep brain just couldn't figure this picture out... it's been sitting on the counter leaning against the wall next to the kitchen phone for a couple of months... I see it every day and somehow manage to ignore every single time... today while listening to the answering machine I looked at it and was super confused...
it's not actually that complicated...
Dang, now I've got that stupid song stuck in my head..."YMCA...It's fun to stay at the YMCA!"
(Dances and waves at McGyver)
Holy buckets. My hat is off entirely. I definitely do not have the skill or tools to make something like that, but you are a very kind soul to gift Corky such accomodations.
What is Roboblox? Should I know? Should I care?
Complaint: Freaking out! I just opened a 12 pack of PetArmor Plus to flea cats and the vials have what looks like worms in 9 out of 12 vials. Our camp Karma cats (we have two groups, Boot Camp A family of 5, and camp Karma has 4 females). I opened a second box which has same issue but with 11 out of 12 vials contaminated. Maybe 4-5 good vials, What the heck are these things?
Non-Complaint: Fingers are almost fully healed.
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Glad to hear your fingers are healing
Hello!
Thank you.
Wow. Things could be worse. I could have bought this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xepC3-Ia9ho
@ArtAngel glad your fingers are better. I've been thinking about you
Complaint: Another dead end trying to get my youngest the supports he needs.Everyone is very sure someone else ought to be able to help, and also that I should call the county line and talk to someone there. Yeah... about that... if you call, you get a pre-recorded message telling you they're experiencing a high volume of calls and to try back later... and then it hangs up on you. Nowhere to leave a voicemail. Trying back later gets the same message. So how, exactly, am I supposed to talk to them? "Just keep trying" is a bit complicated while taking care of a high needs kiddo who hates it when I'm on the phone.
Non-complaint: I saw ducks today! And heard a red-winged blackbird!
...was great weather for ducks here on Friday as we had heavy rain most of the day with wind gusts in the Beaufort 4 -5 range (25 - 30 mph) through noon.
On Monday and Tuesday it will be sunny with temps in the low to mid 70s.
Non-complaint: Yay! My boxes are gone.
I stacked them on the porch this morning. Later I saw the neighbor guy pack them into his car and send his wife to the dump(aka: "Transfer Station") with them.
Complaint: Snow here again.
It's almost time for April showers, and still no Daffodils. Also, no ducks. But we hardly ever have ducks around here anyway.
We saw a couple of geese sitting in the grass together while we were on the way home. Perhaps they were the same geese I saw walking across a street with lots of traffic yesterday.
I like the thought of having a spouse pack things into my car and sending me off to a dump. It would be worthwhile just because somebody would ask me how my day went and I could tell them that.