GAAAAAHHHHHH Mk.VI: The Return of the Son of the 50ft GAAAH that struck back!

[von Corax]

I drive a forklift for a living. This is surprisingly hard on the hands, so I wear impact gloves to protect my hands from getting beat up.

My current pair of gloves have shown a tendency to stain my knuckles Trump-coloured.

[J. Wilhelm]

I drive a forklift for a living. This is surprisingly hard on the hands, so I wear impact gloves to protect my hands from getting beat up.

My current pair of gloves have shown a tendency to stain my knuckles Trump-coloured.

I used to drive a New Holland LS-120 compact loader w/ dozer/forklift attachments for our family business. This was larger than most "Bobcat" type vehicles, almost like a full size Caterpillar. Fun times. It had tires, so if you decelerated quickly, the whole vehicle would start rocking front and back, bouncing on the tires   

[MWBailey]

I drive a forklift for a living. This is surprisingly hard on the hands, so I wear impact gloves to protect my hands from getting beat up.

My current pair of gloves have shown a tendency to stain my knuckles Trump-coloured.

I used to drive a New Holland LS-120 compact loader w/ dozer/forklift attachments for our family business. This was larger than most "Bobcat" type vehicles, almost like a full size Caterpillar. Fun times. It had tires, so if you decelerated quickly, the whole vehicle would start rocking front and back, bouncing on the tires   

In a previous life (haha), I drove a rather smaller indoor gasoline-powered hyster-style unit in a home improvement store (nope, not joking, they had us using a gasoline engined unit inside of a building. I sometimes wonder if that contributed to the extreme respiratory allergies I have now). Smaller - but still just tall enough to injure one's feet if one jumped out of the seat to take care of pallets and lumber bundles the way I usually did. I have foot trouble today in the same ball-of-the-foot areas that I kept landing on 'way back when. for a while, it got to where if they had trouble with a long stack of lumber (16 feet or so) or weirdly-stacked pallet, they'd call me to take care of it. The thing was incredibly prone to dumping loads, however, especially on the woefully  less-than-perfect surface of our parking lot. Fun (?) times...

[MWBailey]

In other news, Youtube is refusing to work on my end now. The "is it only me" site says it's only me, but lots and of posts dating from tonight make a lie of that verdict. Gaaaaggghhh....





Aaaandd... Wouldn't you just know that as soon as I posted that, I decided to check back, and now it's working again. *makes the bubbbleebubbleebubblee noise with his lips and forefinger*

I pride myself on my tech savvy, but sometimes the danged computers STILL make me me look STUPID! GGGAAAGGGHHH...

[J. Wilhelm]

In other news, Youtube is refusing to work on my end now. The "is it only me" site says it's only me, but lots and of posts dating from tonight make a lie of that verdict. Gaaaaggghhh....





Aaaandd... Wouldn't you just know that as soon as I posted that, I decided to check back, and now it's working again. *makes the bubbbleebubbleebubblee noise with his lips and forefinger*

I pride myself on my tech savvy, but sometimes the danged computers STILL make me me look STUPID! GGGAAAGGGHHH...

It was a problem with You Tube. They issued an explanation, which I glanced at a few minutes ago.

[Sir Henry]

My current pair of gloves have shown a tendency to stain my knuckles Trump-coloured.

My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

[Deimos]

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My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

How interesting....does whatever is on(in?) his skin also repel mosquitoes, flies, bees, midges, etc?  If so, that is quite the blessing.  

[Sir Henry]

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My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

How interesting....does whatever is on(in?) his skin also repel mosquitoes, flies, bees, midges, etc?  If so, that is quite the blessing.  

We're fairly sure it's his sweat. As for also keeping wee flying, blood-sucking beasties at a distance, I'm not sure, we've always found that living in Yorkshire does that for us. 

[rovingjack]

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My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

How interesting....does whatever is on(in?) his skin also repel mosquitoes, flies, bees, midges, etc?  If so, that is quite the blessing.  

We're fairly sure it's his sweat. As for also keeping wee flying, blood-sucking beasties at a distance, I'm not sure, we've always found that living in Yorkshire does that for us. 

might be the oils in his skin/sweat, rubbing some oils on certain synthetic materials starts to break them down.

My Gah of the day. I've worked this job for a little over a year but finally snapped at a customer.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Two older women with over 80+ items unceremoniously dumped on the belt of the register while their three kids are grebbing things off the counters and register, and rumaging through the donations to local vetran families for the holidays, eating snacks and drinking drinks. Lady one wants to do a return. and then flips out when the register won't let her pay with food stamps. and now the entire purchase has to be rewrung as two sales, one for the foodstamps and one for non-food items with one return. She spends the whole time yelling and swearing at her kids to take this and do that, while feeding items the wrong way through the register, and yelling at me to give her new bags. and she starts the second purchase demanding that we take off the price of an aluminum pan that she intends to leave with as part of the exchange for the envelop she's trying to return. After repeatedly tell ing her that's not how returns work, she pays and has to sign the returned items recipt, snatching it from my hand while telling me to do my job for her friends behind her, which cannot be done until the slip she signed is put in the draw.

with all of that finishing up she begins to try and lecture me on how I need to learn how to do things properly.

And I just blurted out, "Just shut the  up and get out of the damn story."

How dare I, such  disrespect, calling the stores owners.

Whatever. I'm just fed up with the entitled rude and hostile idiots that parade through the store like they rule over us peons.

[Deimos]

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My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

How interesting....does whatever is on(in?) his skin also repel mosquitoes, flies, bees, midges, etc?  If so, that is quite the blessing.  

We're fairly sure it's his sweat. As for also keeping wee flying, blood-sucking beasties at a distance, I'm not sure, we've always found that living in Yorkshire does that for us.  

Had to look up Yorkshire climate. Wow..... pretty nice, mild.....extremes aren't even that bad. The article I read describes it as a "maritime climate".
York ( I picked it as an sample city) is much farther north than any large cities in the US (contiguous 48 states) and places like Toronto and yet is still very temperate, not getting inundated with snow 5-6 months out of the year like all those North American (and Canadian) cities at lower latitudes than is your county.  

[Madasasteamfish]

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My son has a similar/inverse problem. He's not allergic to latex, it's allergic to him. After a few minutes wearing latex gloves they start turning orange, and after a while longer they start falling apart.

How interesting....does whatever is on(in?) his skin also repel mosquitoes, flies, bees, midges, etc?  If so, that is quite the blessing.  

We're fairly sure it's his sweat. As for also keeping wee flying, blood-sucking beasties at a distance, I'm not sure, we've always found that living in Yorkshire does that for us.  

Had to look up Yorkshire climate. Wow..... pretty nice, mild.....extremes aren't even that bad. The article I read describes it as a "maritime climate".
York ( I picked it as an sample city) is much farther north than any large cities in the US (contiguous 48 states) and places like Toronto and yet is still very temperate, not getting inundated with snow 5-6 months out of the year like all those North American (and Canadian) cities at lower latitudes than is your county.  

Well, how much longer that continues is questionable. The UK as a whole enjoys a far more temperate climate than other places at similar latitudes in a large part thanks to Gulf Stream bringing up warm water (and air) from the equatorial Atlantic, which could well be disrupted by climate change. If that were to be disrupted the UK could easily end up far more like Siberia.

[LukeHogbin]

I've caught a stomach bug so all I've been doing for the past two days is mostly sleeping and throwing up a few times. Today my entire upper body aches like a and it's not even remotely fun.

[Siliconous Skumins]

There have been a number of things not going well lately, but I can deal with that despite the stress.

However, my pet cat Dibnah went missing in the early hours of Friday. He was last seen on my CCTV camera at the back door around 1:30am and disappeared between then and around 3am. I have searched all over, at all hours including late at night when it is quiet in the hopes I could hear him if he is trapped somewhere in the yards surrounding my house. Not a single sign of him.

Not in a good place at the moment. 

Knowing if he's dead is one thing, but the not knowing what has happened or where he is is killing me. I fear the worst, and I will never find him or know what happened to him.

My house is so empty.

[J. Wilhelm]

There have been a number of things not going well lately, but I can deal with that despite the stress.

However, my pet cat Dibnah went missing in the early hours of Friday. He was last seen on my CCTV camera at the back door around 1:30am and disappeared between then and around 3am. I have searched all over, at all hours including late at night when it is quiet in the hopes I could hear him if he is trapped somewhere in the yards surrounding my house. Not a single sign of him.

Not in a good place at the moment. 

Knowing if he's dead is one thing, but the not knowing what has happened or where he is is killing me. I fear the worst, and I will never find him or know what happened to him.

My house is so empty.

Sorry to hear that. I'm thinking of found, perhaps it'd be a good idea to have a GPS enabled collar? I don't have a pet, but since we have similar products for humans, I imagine these do exist for pets.

[MWBailey]

My Gah of the day. I've worked this job for a little over a year but finally snapped at a customer.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Two older women with over 80+ items unceremoniously dumped on the belt of the register while their three kids are grebbing things off the counters and register, and rumaging through the donations to local vetran families for the holidays, eating snacks and drinking drinks. Lady one wants to do a return. and then flips out when the register won't let her pay with food stamps. and now the entire purchase has to be rewrung as two sales, one for the foodstamps and one for non-food items with one return. She spends the whole time yelling and swearing at her kids to take this and do that, while feeding items the wrong way through the register, and yelling at me to give her new bags. and she starts the second purchase demanding that we take off the price of an aluminum pan that she intends to leave with as part of the exchange for the envelop she's trying to return. After repeatedly tell ing her that's not how returns work, she pays and has to sign the returned items recipt, snatching it from my hand while telling me to do my job for her friends behind her, which cannot be done until the slip she signed is put in the draw.

with all of that finishing up she begins to try and lecture me on how I need to learn how to do things properly.

And I just blurted out, "Just shut the  up and get out of the damn story."

How dare I, such  disrespect, calling the stores owners.

Whatever. I'm just fed up with the entitled rude and hostile idiots that parade through the store like they rule over us peons.

WHen that finally happened to me (realizing I was getting livid at customers, I mean) I realized it was time I got out of retail. I was working in an industrial hardware store at the time. Convincing my boss at the time to let me go back to college was a bit of a challenge, as they had an anti-moonlighting clause in the employee contract. In the end, they decided to sack me, I quit before they could, and went back to the university.

I still believe that it was the best course; I was on the point of punching out some of the more irritating dimwits (customers) that kept coming in, especially the  know-it-alls who kept telling me they could do things like throw a lit cig into a bucket of toluene/gasoline/MEK/What have you, and nothing would happen  - and then a week later would get burnt or killed when they lit up in a tank they were cleaning.

To this day I still get ticked when somebody asks me a leading and/or insinuating question about a product I'm looking at in a store, or laughs at the precautions on the label, and proceeds to tell me how stupid it is/they (the instructions) are; apparently, I still look like I work there, 40-odd years on... *irritated laugh*