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« Reply #200 on: June 14, 2010, 12:13:44 pm » |
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Whenever I try to get anything done, people start moving the goalposts, and then I get hassle for it.
The police impounded a pickup of ours last sunday, for one week. They tell us we can pick it up this sunday. So we go to pick it up... no, monday. The other policeman was wrong. We need to pay 520dhs fine + impound fee. Fine. We go today... no, we need to pay the other 2000dhs fines on all the other company vehicles, which they never bothered to tell me about. I'm half expecting them to tell me tomorrow that I need to take the black points (that another driver's wife earned) onto MY licence before I can take the pickup.
I was going to drop my mechanic/driver off at the police station because I needed to visit the insurance office by a certain time to reinsure my car. When I was ready to go... he'd been sent on transport duty and nobody had bothered to inform me. So he had to drive there, and would've had to leave the pickup outside the police station... if they had let us take it.
So now I'm waiting to go with the driver to a destination 5 minutes from my house. Then I get to bring him all the way back to the office, by which time it'll be time to turn around and go home. In the morning he's being taken off stores/fleet duties (big boss' orders) to go and work on site. So somehow I'll have to do the work of two drivers on my own, as I'll need to go to the police station, AND I need to get a vehicle picked up from the body repair shop tomorrow morning.
I'm sick of this job.
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« Reply #201 on: June 14, 2010, 01:18:04 pm » |
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« Reply #202 on: June 14, 2010, 08:20:58 pm » |
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« Reply #203 on: June 14, 2010, 08:50:19 pm » |
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FLEAS. EVERYWHERE. I put the stuff on the dog right when he started scratching, and washed all the bed coverings, but they got in the carpet, and I didn't realize until I was crawling around on the floor playing with him yesterday. My legs are COVERED with bites. I have never had so many. So, got some flea spray, sprayed everything, now I have to wash all the bedding again and hope that's good enough...
Couldn't bomb the house because the damned plumber came and replaced a pipe to upstairs and didn't fix the giant hole in the wall and ceiling going up to the upstairs apartment, where they have a small child.
This is the worst part about going to the dog park regularly...
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« Reply #204 on: June 14, 2010, 09:10:51 pm » |
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Yesterday I found I was offered a place at university. Today I'm finding my parents are being absolutely neurotic about fees, funding, loans, accommodation and all such like. I am already considerably past caring hearing about it now. My mother JUST WILL NOT SHUT UP and it is starting to drive me slowly towards going mad. She won't take the hint that I'm just going "uh-hmm. Yes. Yes. Yes. Mmmm. Mmmm-hmmm. Yes" to her. The more I say it the more she thinks I'm giving her carte blanche to continue going on. Maybe I'll just leave the room next time she opens her mouth.
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« Reply #205 on: June 14, 2010, 09:13:47 pm » |
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Is it an application through UCAS? You will automatically be sent papers to apply for loans. Always be truthful on your applications, and ALWAYS apply for the MAXIMUM, regardless! If you apply for anything less, then you will get....well....less!
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« Reply #206 on: June 15, 2010, 03:15:03 am » |
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This damn flat gets so dusty with this stupid fine city-grit that when I tried to move the telly cabinet I put scratches in the floor, as if I'd run sandpaper over it.
I'm actually not sure if it's vinyl-on-particleboard-boards or incredibly crappy veneer. The grain pattern in it is really weird.
Anyone know what to do? If it was regular timber, I'd just oil it. I tried it, and it kind of worked, but not very well.
We have an inspection on Thursday.
Gaah!
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« Reply #207 on: June 15, 2010, 07:30:47 am » |
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Housemate (best buddy's live-in girlfriend) with cats who thinks of them as "'family' pets" (i.e. I should clean up after them if they make a mess on my stuff) when they most certainly NOT 'family' pets, and I was adamantly resistant to having ANY pets in the first place. HER pets, HER responsibility.
Housemate also gets pissed that she can't make a house that's been lived in by two bachelors for three years when she's been there mere months her own 'neat little interior decorated girly-cutesy love-nest', because we fellers actually have our own stuff in the house. Now she wants to move out.
Housemate is also way too much of a sweety-pie sensitive empath (on the surface) for best buddy to see she's a guilt-tripping manipulative selfish thing. Even if she does have real faith in him.
Wish I could Force-choke her on the sly. Like Vader.
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« Reply #208 on: June 15, 2010, 10:22:28 am » |
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This damn flat gets so dusty with this stupid fine city-grit that when I tried to move the telly cabinet I put scratches in the floor, as if I'd run sandpaper over it.
I'm actually not sure if it's vinyl-on-particleboard-boards or incredibly crappy veneer. The grain pattern in it is really weird.
Anyone know what to do? If it was regular timber, I'd just oil it. I tried it, and it kind of worked, but not very well.
We have an inspection on Thursday.
Gaah!
Even scratches on wood take a bit of time to disappear completely... Just oil it repeatedly, and use plenty of elbow grease. If it's getting at all better, I reckon that it's veneer. Vinyl wouldn't change.
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« Reply #209 on: June 15, 2010, 02:53:40 pm » |
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So, my stepsister had her baby yesterday. Little Ryan James is a healthy baby boy, and looks like his dad. Exciting, right? Yeah, of course, and my stepsister is a great mom.
Apparently, though, I was being rude by not cooing and gushing over the child, or fighting with my sister to hold him, and my behavior around newborns isn't normal.
Yes, mom, I know that I'm a freak for not being interested in children, and for not feeling anything when I'm around them. What, am I supposed to feel something around someone else's kid? I've been telling my mother for years that she'll have to wait for my sister to grow up and have kids, because I'm not going to. And what does she do? She gives me a speech about how I should stop sabotaging every relationship I'm in (which is one, as far as she knows...?!) so that someone might actually want to marry me (her exact words) so I can settle down and have kids.
Sorry, but I don't want to end up popping out a child at 21 and struggling through the rest of my life because I'm not ready just so that you can have a baby to coddle. I'm really not interested in leading the same life you did. -_____-;;;
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« Reply #210 on: June 15, 2010, 03:39:45 pm » |
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Sorry, but I don't want to end up popping out a child at 21 and struggling through the rest of my life because I'm not ready just so that you can have a baby to coddle.
So..Do I have this right? You're not 21 yet and you are getting pressure to have children? At the risk of sounding like an old codger ( does that word cross continents? ), you are far too young to be worried about that. I was married at 22 but didn't even consider children until 29 ( and I always knew I wanted kids! ).
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« Reply #211 on: June 15, 2010, 03:43:49 pm » |
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Sorry, but I don't want to end up popping out a child at 21 and struggling through the rest of my life because I'm not ready just so that you can have a baby to coddle.
So..Do I have this right? You're not 21 yet and you are getting pressure to have children? At the risk of sounding like an old codger ( does that word cross continents? ), you are far too young to be worried about that. I was married at 22 but didn't even consider children until 29 ( and I always knew I wanted kids! ). I'm 19. And I've never shown an interest in children.
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« Reply #212 on: June 15, 2010, 04:07:24 pm » |
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I'm 19. And I've never shown an interest in children.
19!! Now I am going to sound old, but; you're little more than a kid yourself ( I'm not being patronising here, honestly ). You should be out living and your mother should be encouraging that!
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« Reply #213 on: June 15, 2010, 06:03:21 pm » |
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I hate it when people bring newborn babies into work and we're all supposed to coo and ahhh at it. And then they bring it into the staff resteraunt where it screams continuously. The only time I want to see ababy in a resteraunt is when it's on the menu!! No..I DO NOT want to hold your screaming smelly 'bundle of joy'..No..I DO NOT want to see a gazillion identical photos of it either..All babies look the same...Winston Churchill!
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« Reply #214 on: June 15, 2010, 06:08:07 pm » |
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My boyfriend won't shut up about games and the E3 thing going on and it's driving me utterly insane! I want to be payed attention to, not to be babbled to about video games that I care very little for! I like some games, but for the love of all that's covered in gears, I don't want to hear about every. Single. F*cking. Video. Game.
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« Reply #215 on: June 15, 2010, 06:30:20 pm » |
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« Reply #216 on: June 15, 2010, 08:56:31 pm » |
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Ebay "sellers" who take a child's pocket money and run!!!!!!!!
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!
I now have to explain to a 9 year old that he won't get his game and that his money has been "stolen". I will, of course, replace his money so he isn't out of pocket ( it isn't a king's ransom, but he had to save up for it). I've also opened a case with Ebay, but that still doesn't give him his game.
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« Reply #217 on: June 15, 2010, 09:05:57 pm » |
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GAAAH is he suspense I am in waiting for Hendricks to call. I cannot sleep, and when I do, I have nightmares that I didn't get the job.......
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« Reply #218 on: June 15, 2010, 09:11:47 pm » |
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« Reply #219 on: June 15, 2010, 10:16:54 pm » |
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Ebay "sellers" who take a child's pocket money and run!!!!!!!!
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!
I now have to explain to a 9 year old that he won't get his game and that his money has been "stolen". I will, of course, replace his money so he isn't out of pocket ( it isn't a king's ransom, but he had to save up for it). I've also opened a case with Ebay, but that still doesn't give him his game.
I'm soooooo angry!!!
It makes me sick that there are such people in the world, but we as a species wouldn't have gotten anywhere if we hadn't had that trait... Still, that's bloody unfair for a 9 year old. This is why I'm very wary of using Ebay. On a side note, have there been any problems with him having an account when he's underage? I myself am 2 years away from being able to have an Ebay account, which irritates me as I always have to promise to reimburse my mother and use her account (which I do, by the way! I'm no thief...)
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« Reply #220 on: June 15, 2010, 10:20:58 pm » |
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You'll get the job; how could they resist you  That is very sweet of you, but I am trying not to get my hopes up so I don't have so far to fall if they don't want me x
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« Reply #221 on: June 16, 2010, 02:18:42 am » |
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the fact that irreguardless of what caused it to happen, my foot is quites clearly badly sprained (at least. it doesn't rule out a break or other problems, just that it's still swollen discoloured sore and cannot be walked on or even rested flat on the floor for any legnth of time) now... and tomorrow I've got to meet up with somebody who is offering me a job to do some art therapy and help with errands for his recently widowed mother with lupus.
This is so infuriating. It was the first year they cut me for the summer at my job a few years back that I found myself with crohn's disease flareing and nearly killing me. Now I'm trying to get myself going in selling artistic creations and crafted items part time, while maybe doing tutoring and things like this; and life keeps smacking me with things that make me pretty much unable to function anywhere near normal capacity.
*forces self to think 'I get smacked down, but I get up again, nothings going to keep me down.'*
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« Reply #222 on: June 16, 2010, 08:47:30 am » |
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On a side note, have there been any problems with him having an account when he's underage? I myself am 2 years away from being able to have an Ebay account, which irritates me as I always have to promise to reimburse my mother and use her account (which I do, by the way! I'm no thief...)
Sorry, no he doesn't have his own account. He'd saved some money, then I bought it on my account. Unlike his sister, he always pays his dues and insisted I took the money as soon as I hit "pay", wouldn't wait until it arrived. Which, I suppose, irks me all the more as he is so honest and this seller just dumped on him!
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« Reply #223 on: June 16, 2010, 09:03:26 am » |
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You'll get the job; how could they resist you  That is very sweet of you, but I am trying not to get my hopes up so I don't have so far to fall if they don't want me x Are you expecting a phone call sometime in the next few days, then, to let you know whether or not you got it?
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« Reply #224 on: June 16, 2010, 11:25:04 pm » |
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