Tuef: true, at least the Big Green Weenie was a fleshy phallus; this shit is a cactus lol.
At least I can tough out being back in receiving for a bit while I job hunt. Better to be employed in a sucky job while job hunting than unemployed job hunting.
Speaking of unions, while I'm still at the store I'm gonna stop paying my union dues. One, I haven't heard shit for 4 months about a legit grievance I had, and two they did naught to alleviate this buttfucking.
But they had a Tigers tickets give away a couple weeks back, and an upcoming casino trip. The hell.
edited 21st Apr '17 4:05:48 PM by MarkVonLewis
One thing I've learned about unions is that you never know what you're going to get. I think I've been a member of like 5 of them and only one of them has been pretty good. (1 was pretty weak and the others were just there)
Another thing I learned is that you bug the crap out of them they'll do something to either help or shut you up.
Being an adult is awesome.
I just got a pair of these shoes
plus two pairs of silk stockings and nobody could stop me because it was well within my budget.
Lera: those are some cute shoes, congrats!
Unrelated, but I'm planning a heist of sorts. I want that short metal hook-stick I use to pull milk crates off pallets. I'm gonna take it. Mostly as a "fuck you!" to corporate, and somewhat for sentimental value. The stick will be mine! In dairy terms, it will be my Atlantean Sword.
Yeah stealing is bad ju ju for future jobs even with petty theft. Speaking as a security guard and knowing how bent out of shape corporate can get for even stealing a few ball point pens it is a bad idea.
I know they are giving you the shaft and treating you guys like shit but the best thing to do is just walk away.
Who watches the watchmen?That is good to hear.
Well my dogs are both proving to be increasingly adept thieves. Last night was a "grab and growl" which is either scrounge up easy prep food at home or fast food. I opted for Taco Bell. I decided to be extra bad and got some of those tasty cinnabon bites. I leave the box all sealed up and get up to grab a gulp of water. I was gone for about 10 seconds and when I come back the box is open. I notice my dog Taggert is missing and I call him and he comes from his "grotto spot" licking his lips and looking guilty. I count my bites and find one is indeed missing.
Fast forward to this morning. My wife sometimes brings home new food product from the corner where she works to test it on me. This time she brought me a foil paper wrapped beef dog. It was reasonably tasty for gas station food. I crumple this up and drop it into a cup. Little Miss Phoebe took an immediate interest and tried to pluck it from the cup in front of me and make off with it. I tell her no and she only starts looking more interested. So I put the foil ball in my pocket until I am ready to get up and throw it away.
My wife is talking me to and heading to the bed room causing me to look away. I suddenly feel something prodding around my pocket. I look down and Phoebe is eyebrows deep in my pocket trying to carefully pluck the foil ball from it. I shoo her away and pitch it in our big trash can.
edited 24th Apr '17 6:32:22 PM by TuefelHundenIV
Who watches the watchmen?
Worm? (Basically the ASOIAF of the superhero genre. But, longer. And, in serial form.)
edited 25th Apr '17 6:01:05 PM by Euodiachloris
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Mmmmm. A none-game version of what is basically Mechanics as Metaphor
(with a little help from narrative voiceover). I actually rather liked it.
(It certainly beats the bloody Teletubbies for compelling, active storytelling both visually and verbally.
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Speaking of compelling storytelling: Better Call Saul. For the heaps of character-driven gold we're getting, I'll happily dance the Bellisario's Maxim tango with the darling.
For something a little more challenging on Netflix... Ajin. Antisocial personality types explored in many and various iterations, most not Evily Evil because Evil. And, why we sometimes need them, even if you occasionally want to bury them in shallow graves. Warning: gorn. Some stunningly animated gorn, too. Unlike the frequently-compared-with Gantz, though, Ajin doesn't venture into Dumbasspull Town.
edited 26th Apr '17 8:03:32 AM by Euodiachloris
Mark: Wow that is quite a day. Random person arrested and discovering your cousin is a model.
On the reading front Brandon Sanderson, the guy who wrote the last three wheel of time books, has been working on his own epic fantasy called "The Stormlight Archive". So far pretty good. His next book is finally out this year.
edited 27th Apr '17 1:46:13 PM by TuefelHundenIV
Who watches the watchmen?Holy shit the neighbours across the hall have gone ape shit. Starting around 2am last night they had a rare form rip roaring row complete with smashing furniture. No one was screaming or yelling for help so the cops weren't called it was just one of them lost his damn mind and was breaking shit in the apartment and shouting and screaming at the top of his lungs...for four hours straight.
He then stormed out when a friend of theirs decided to take the dog for a walk and in process he was shouting random shit about Jesus and god forgiving but how he was a fool then start shouting about pick side and I quote. "Whose side you on? Trump or the Joker? Huh! Who the fuck did you vote for Trump or the Joker, you gotta pick a side man." then sped off in the car.
I knock on the door and check on the gal the look of long suffering was heavy and the apartment was trashed. She said he has random manic moments from a bipolar disorder and flips his shit on a regular basis but this was by the far the worst.
He came back and they started a shouting match again, this is around 7ish, and he literally spent almost 20 minutes yelling nothing but good bye and randomly singing incoherent babble. I decide to take the dogs out for their morning potty to get some peace and quiet in the cold rain. The second I step into the hallway you get the reek of fear smell from their pit bull, that they are not supposed to have in the first place, so strong Phoebe goes ballistic chittering, chuckling, and grunting and furiously trying to track the other dog. She barely stopped to potty and was hunting the yard for the dog. I went back in before they left with the dog because encountering a pit bull that wound up is not high on my list of things to do. So for another hour plus they keep fighting and I decide I need to go to the office.
I explain what is going and the lady at the office looks exasperated and gave us a contact number to call in disturbances if they aren't "call the police bad".
They were still fighting when I sucked down a drink with melatonin that my wife likes and racked out at about 9:20am. When I finally woke up it was dead silent across the hall, hopefully not literally.
Who watches the watchmen?
I suspect somebody hasn't been taking their meds, for whatever reason. Or, has become desensitized to the prescription they were on. <_<
Episodes like that should be called in, if only so the psychiatric unit knows to get their thinking caps on, but... Yeah, not to the police. Bullets won't ever help.

Mark: Oh the joys of corporate idiocy trying to squeeze blood from the stone.
My last job was like that rolling three jobs into one and was a partially masked effort to undermine one of unions in the library system.
Who watches the watchmen?