The We Are All Prime Numbers Complaint Thread

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  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776

    Morning. Patches of blue sky like inkstains in marbly grey and white overcast tinged orange by the rising sun a little after dawn :)

  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776

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  • McGyverMcGyver Posts: 7,085
    edited October 2015

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

    Post edited by McGyver on
  • SerpentSerpent Posts: 4,075

    Time to go shopping for the rest of the week and the weekend. It's supposed to rain starting tomorrow night, off and on until Monday so I need to load up.

    Football tomorrow night, wheeeeeeee! Buy lots of popcorn...

     

  • DanaTADanaTA Posts: 13,342
    TroutFace said:
    TroutFace said:

    Beer is life!  Well, beer makes me fat and happy vodka makes me stupid and happy, bratwurst just make me plain old happy. laugh

    My brain hurts, the new programmable rendering pipeline is three times more complex than the fixed-function one I used to use is hurting my brain.. crying

    Oatmeal and prune juice makes me plain old happy. frown

     

    ..scared now... surprise

    You have reason to be.  Worf said this about prune juice: "a warrior's drink". devil

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgzbKe6_DN4

    Love prune juice!  Always have!

    Dana

     

  • In case anybody missed all the news about it, today is "Back to the Future" day.  Wednesday, October 21, 2015 when the DeLorian time machine went to the future in the 2nd BttF movie.  Yea, big whoop! cheeky

    I remember when the future was the far distant "1984".  That's my complaint! frown

  • TSasha SmithTSasha Smith Posts: 27,301

    I do not remember 1984 at all even though I was alive then

  • TJohnTJohn Posts: 11,339

    Prune juice tastes like medicine to me. Not a fan. To each his/her own.

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675
    ps1borg said:

    ...

    ellipsiseses

    ellipsai

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675
    McGyver said:

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

     

    vaguely remember what a protractor is ... or not

  • MistyMist said:
    McGyver said:

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

     

    vaguely remember what a protractor is ... or not

    Protractor: A well designed mobile engine for professional farmers.

     

  • srieschsriesch Posts: 4,243
    McGyver said:

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

    Perhaps you accidentally went to the DMV instead of the doctor's office?

  • atticanneatticanne Posts: 3,009

    I thought a protractor was a doctor that men go to for prostate troubles.

  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776
    MistyMist said:
    ps1borg said:

    ...

    ellipsiseses

    ellipsai

    It does that sometimes, dunno why I guess bouncing around in the back of a cab isn,t really the place to use a touchscreen but...

  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776

    I do not remember 1984 at all even though I was alive then

    Pretty sure the first balloon flight from USA to Italy was in 1984, and maybe the last, why would you even want to do that?   :)

  • DanaTADanaTA Posts: 13,342
    ps1borg said:

    I do not remember 1984 at all even though I was alive then

    Pretty sure the first balloon flight from USA to Italy was in 1984, and maybe the last, why would you even want to do that?   :)

    These days you might be shot down!  laugh 

    Dana

  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776
    MistyMist said:
    McGyver said:

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

     

    vaguely remember what a protractor is ... or not

    Protractor: A well designed mobile engine for professional farmers.

     

    An AMTRAK must be for hobby farmers then :)

  • kyoto kidkyoto kid Posts: 41,931
    edited October 2015
    TroutFace said:

    Beer is life!  Well, beer makes me fat and happy vodka makes me stupid and happy, bratwurst just make me plain old happy. laugh

    My brain hurts, the new programmable rendering pipeline is three times more complex than the fixed-function one I used to use is hurting my brain.. crying

    Oatmeal and prune juice makes me plain old happy. frown

     

     ...that combination usually requries a lot of this afterwards:

    Tjohn said:

    A thought for Wednesday morning...

    ...I'll stick to beer and Wodka.

    Post edited by kyoto kid on
  • ps1borgps1borg Posts: 12,776
    DanaTA said:
    ps1borg said:

    I do not remember 1984 at all even though I was alive then

    Pretty sure the first balloon flight from USA to Italy was in 1984, and maybe the last, why would you even want to do that?   :)

    These days you might be shot down!  laugh 

    Dana

    might be mistaken for a Zeppelin ?

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675

    is dark and cold out.  no wanna go out there.   come on lotto

  • TJohnTJohn Posts: 11,339

    "It is balloon!"

  • SerpentSerpent Posts: 4,075
    atticanne said:

    I thought a protractor was a doctor that men go to for prostate troubles.

    lolz

     

  • SerpentSerpent Posts: 4,075

    Thursday!  I make chicken salad with fresh shives and bleu cheese last night, omg so good today.. 2 small flatbread sandwiches for lunch! smiley

    2 headhunters called on the way home, one in San Antonio, one didn't say WHERE he was.. indecision So much for a quiet day.. indecision

    Tortilla soup for breakfast.. totally non-traditional.. but sooooo tasty! It'll help wake me up. smiley

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675
    Tjohn said:

    "It is balloon!"

     

     


    Eric Draven!

     

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675
    TroutFace said:
    atticanne said:

    I thought a protractor was a doctor that men go to for prostate troubles.

    lolz

     

     

    protractions  when you change 'we will' to 'we'll'  etc

  • MistaraMistara Posts: 38,675

    i have to put together a thingee for an access database i haz to update.

    Scope i think is called.

    should i make the scope fancy or use plain text fixed disk font, not seeing a scope template in Word.

  • ChoholeChohole Posts: 33,604
    MistyMist said:
    TroutFace said:
    atticanne said:

    I thought a protractor was a doctor that men go to for prostate troubles.

    lolz

     

     

    protractions  when you change 'we will' to 'we'll'  etc

    No that's a contraction    There is a difference between the pros and the cons, they are usually opposites.

  • SerpentSerpent Posts: 4,075

    I need to record a scary track for Halloween... surprise

  • DanaTADanaTA Posts: 13,342
    ps1borg said:
    MistyMist said:
    McGyver said:

    Complaint... Okay, I don't go to the doctor a lot, but do they burn all those forms They make you fill out, the moment you walk out the door?... What the hell do they do with all these papers they give you?  I had a follow-up visit today, for my elbow... It's doing fine now, but anyway, I go to the doctor (an orthopedist actually) and arrive ten minutes early to an empty waiting room only to be handed an eight page form... Okay, I get that they may need to know if I have any pain, if I'm taking any medications or have grown any new appendages... But do I really have to update my height and weight? And better yet, why do they need to know my weight as pounds and ounces... What, 195 pounds is not accurate enough? So I gave my height and weight as "5 feet, 9.3760 inches without tail" and weight as "194 pounds 6 ounces 17.354 grams- Dry curb weight"... (Edited to add- I forgot to mention the two essay questions) yeah, there were even essay questions... In the section after they ask if you have any pain (no to all six questions) they ask "Today I am feeling:  .... ) to which I wrote "Like a big beautiful ballerina wearing a Viking helmet and riding giraffe". The other one was something like "When I walk, I feel:  ..." To which I believe I answered something like "I wish I didn't walk from my car to here and have to fill out an eight page report every time while the TV is locked to the Oprah channel and I can't access WiFi so I can seek alternative entertainment."...   All that and there were loads of grammatical mistakes on the form too... And weirdly asked questions... Like "Are you now smoking?"... A: No, that's just a small fire I started out of boredom... But cigarettes, no, I don't smoke those. (They already asked twice if I smoke, so the answer is still no) ... They asked three times if I'm pregnant... And despite already having asked if I'm missing any limbs and please list any physical disabilities, they stil went on to ask if I have use of my hands (A: Yes...how the hell else would I be filling this stupid form out?)... I figure after having filled out three different variants of those forms, I'm allowed to amuse myself at their expense. So anyway I get there ten minutes early (and had to pay my $40 copayment beforehand) and there is nobody in the waiting room... Well, maybe there were a lot of quite invisible people, but probably there were no actual people besides me... And I still had to wait a firkin hour... I don't get it.  And the best part is I go to the exam room to wait ten more minutes, just to have the doctor come in and ask me three questions and have me bend my elbow and declare me fit for action... Total time for that was under five minute, and then I had to wait six or seven minutes for the receptionist who was on the phone taking a personal call, to finally look at my papers and say "Oh... You can go... You're all done"...   I don't get it, my friend and his wife are both doctors, they make it a point to never have their patients wait longer than ten minutes if they are on time, they are both pleasant and have a sense of humor and their waiting room is pleasant, has several TVs with accessible remotes in case you hate Oprah or The Wonder Pets... They actually have new magazines from this century too...  I don't get it when I go somewhere and I feel I'm gonna get attacked by bats in the waiting room or the only magazines are from drug companies or the doctor's old discarded magazines... But then again my friends are nice people and care both about their patients and their business and don't want to run a bat nursery in their waiting room.  Well, that's my complaint of the week... Unless I find something better... Then I'll complain about that.  But in a protracted lighthearted manner.

     

    vaguely remember what a protractor is ... or not

    Protractor: A well designed mobile engine for professional farmers.

     

    An AMTRAK must be for hobby farmers then :)

    Could be...they always seem to be operating at a loss.  laugh

    Dana

  • Three foot wide dinosaur footprints in wet mud would be a scary track.

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