Rant: I raved about this great deal back in 2014. The previous owner didn't know enough about these things to diagnose the dead battery but he thought he knew enough to rebuild the top end. It ended up being a way bigger project than I predicted. He attempted a top end. By that I mean he put a stock wiseco piston and rings in it and bolted the rest of the thoroughly worn out top end back on it. It ran, just not very well, and it smoked. A worn valve guide broke, dinged up the new piston and grooved the cylinder wall. A friend and I rebuilt it. Everything from the connecting rod up is new except the head casting, bored out the grooves and oversized piston. Rave: Still have less than $500 in it and it runs like new. Just hope the bottom end holds together.
Rave: K-cup coffee special at the grocery store . . . plus and extra coupon for $2.00 off, plus when I handed my coupon to the dude at the self-checkout, he took off another $2.00 without me prompting it for . .. . Rant: the senior discount. Ima take my $2, dammit, but I'm only 47! Wtf.
RAVE: I have never been the recipient of the senior discount, anywhere for anything. I don't qualify, yet. RANT: I'm picking up my taxes today. Yeah.
Rant: Am I the youngest fucking person on this site aside from Bewildered? You all are some old motherfuckers. 30 years from now there will be like 5 of us left, the rest of you will be in a coffin or in an ash tin on someones mantle.
RANT: Y'ALL CAN ALL SHUT UP AND I AM 200 POUNDS LIGHTER THAN ROB FORD, MR. REPPY McREPPENSTEIN. Rave: Whatever. I saved $2.00 and all it cost me was accepting the fact that I'm about to die.
Rant: My brother just told me that my hair looked like wet pine straw. While I hope that means shiny and glistening, he really meant it looked bad.
DCC Edit: Remember, similar to Jeopardy, posts in this thread must be phrased a certain way. Rant, Rave or GTFO.
Rave? I got a part time gig today. It was totally unexpected. I mentioned to a friend yesterday that I may well be looking for some work in a month or two. She said she'd mention it to the owner of a doggie day care place where she works. It was said in passing. Today, I bumped into her on my travels, and she said 'Oh, go see Jackie, we have something for you.' I go by later, and sure enough, I have a shift now. I start next Wednesday. No interview, no nothing. Yes, it's basically minimum wage, but it was weird how quickly and effortlessly it happened. Yay?!?
Holy cow rant: I'm watching "My 600 lb Life" (don't judge) and a woman is so fat they had to give her a tracheotomy because the fat around her neck was choking her. Good lord, why would you wait until that stage to get help?
Rant/Rave/Confusion: Weirdass employee meeting at 10pm last night. It was more for the glut of new employees (ratio of existing to new is about 1:1 or 2:3ish). First I was pissed because I had to come in 6 hours after my day shift to CLEAN THE FUCKING TVs AND FANS AND MENUS for about an hour. Then the meeting, which was boring as fuck and covered a lot of basic job skills. I looked at the outline and saw how long it took to cover the first line of text and literally almost started crying. During the meeting, the owner gave me a lot of praise from what he saw me do this past weekend, which made me grudgingly slightly happier, because who can be pissed when they are receiving praise? Long story, but everybody quit without notice last week and I worked.....a lot....this weekend. It was one our busiest consecutive 3 days at that place, ever, and it was just the 2 of us and a trainee. The other server (yes, 2 servers for a restaurant with 34 tables inside and out, and they were ALL SAT) had exactly 1 shift under her belt, but she can hustle and was a trooper with an excellent attitude. The owner held his mother's bday on Sunday at our location and I ran the party, as well as an unexpected party for another elderly birthday. Total was about 55 guests, and they were drinking. I was also training another girl while all this was going on. I directed my trainee and manager (he is not good at managing AT ALL, but he does everything I say and can be a useful tool) and ran that party like a boss, because I AM the fucking boss. The owner tipped me a fuckton of money, wrote a nice message on a box of brownies that he gave me, and then last night after the meeting, he caught me as I was leaving and told me thank you again. He handed me a giftcard to Mellow Mushroom. I told him thank you and he either didn't see or purposefully backed away awkwardly when I raised my hand to shake his. What the fuck is going on?
Rant/Rave?: Had a long talk with a friend who owns a restaurant and bar tonight. She wants to buy her partner out and bring me in as a silent partner and general manager. Pros: I've known her my entire life and we think exactly alike; She's a family friend who pseudo-adopted me when my mother died; I'd kill at this job because it is a small town and I know all of the customer base. Cons: I don't know if I am ready for this and I am scared to death that I will fuck it up and I do not want to disappoint this woman. She is the lady that gives me life advice, lessons, and occasionaly gets on my ass for not realizing my potential.
Rant: The last couple of days have been really shitty. My mother's insanity has stepped it up a notch work issues are driving me crazy- the big contract I won 4 days ago may elude me because we can't agree to terms My wife and I, who rarely argue, had a "tiff" last night Our 14 year old cat, who the Mrsanthropic loves more than she could have imagined, is on the operating table as I type this I have to leave on business at 5:00 a.m. Monday morning, leaving her to deal with the cat fallout, our 12 year old, who is off from school next week, and her own job difficulties. Fuck
Rant/Rave: I just spent £900 on various parts to build my own computer after having used nothing but laptops for the last 7 years.
Rave: Kids and the stuff they say Daughter: I can't see. Me: Why can't you see? Daughter: Because I have no eye balls. Me: Why don't you have eye balls? Daughter: Because the police took them? (Where the fuck did this come from) Me: Why the police take them? Daughter: The police took my eye balls. Me: Well since you can't see, you can't watch tv. Daughter: I can see again. The police brought my eyeballs back. Rave: I would listen to Ice Cube - Gangster Rap Made Me Do It, in the car when my daughter was learning how to speak. Because I thought it would be funny if she said "gangster rap made me do it". Once she said could say it, I kind of stopped making sure it was on when she was in the car. It has been months since I remember listening to it when she was around. On the weekend the wife was driving with her mom and the song came on, so pretty much right away my wife changed it. Then our daughter was like "don't change it mommy, I like gangster rap made me do it". I feel proud.
Rave: I've been dealing with the same three people for over two months. It's unusual if I see people for two weeks, let alone two months. Two of them left last week. One left today. I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. It was kinda stressful because they were physically and mentally demanding. Not to mention high maintenance. But, the last one is gone. Someone called me saying, "X is leaving. Come to my office because I have a cupcake for you." It was the best thing I've heard all month. I'm treating myself to a new pair of shoes! Rave Dos: According to my friend, this is as bad as it gets. If that's as stressful as it can get, I'm gonna be alright. I learned so much from this time. I'm going to remember those people for a while.
RANT: Why is nothing easy? I overpaid on an insurance policy through my business in Winnipeg. Unbeknownst to me, they cut me a cheque last May and I filed it (because they had stapled it into a stack of paperwork no one would ever read). I found it, and had them re-issue it last week. I took the new cheque, which has my name on it, and deposited it into my account here in Ontario. My bank just called to say that they can't cash it, because it also has the business name on it. So I called a cheque cashing place, who told me to, "Bring it in and they would see." So I asked, "Why would I waste my time? What if you tell me the same thing the bank is telling me?" They had no answer. So now I have to deposit it into an ATM here for my business account there, wait however many days it takes for it to find its way to Manitoba and clear, then cut ANOTHER cheque to transfer the money back to myself. Essentially acting as my own money laundering service. I'd like to scream.