Rant: I was accused of bullying someone at work today by their line manager, with the threat of it being escalated. Apparently asking someone why they haven’t done what they were asked to a month ago, thus resulting in me now having to do more work to fix it constitutes bullying.
Rave: In a couple days this little guy, his brother, and one more are coming to live with us. I've been busy preparing and everyone is excited. We had goats years ago, but this will be the first time I've raised them this young. They'll be spoiled, I'm certain.
RAVE: Start of a 5-day long weekend... focusing on the office reno that I've been putting off since fucking FEBRUARY. (How does that even happen?) RANT: I have no goats.
Nigerian dwarves are small, don't need a lot of room! These three will just be pets, and to help keep the brush behind the house under control. I may get some to breed and sell in the future though.
Rave: second surgery went well! Rant: mother of fuck I am SORE. Also I currently have balloon titties because my skin is too delicate to handle saline.
RANT: Fuck me. I can put up with a lot of bullshit. Crazy and his ongoing wars with the neighbors? Meh...that's his problem. I don't care. Crazy #2 is starting to get to me though. The dude is constantly yelling about something. And I mean YELLING at the top of his lungs like a wounded buffalo. He's out in the backyard right now yelling at either his dogs, God, or the neighbors. I have no idea which. I'm just tired of it. It's mentally fatiguing living around someone that goes off multiple times every fucking day screaming like a banshee. I keep hoping his heart explodes. I can't understand how someone can be so constantly angry at everything and everyone....I've never seen anyone like this. If this place wasn't so cheap I would've bailed a long time ago.
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RANT: Over the weekend they decided to "Upgrade" my work computer to Windows 10 and lost all my bookmarks and passwords. Now I can't clock in. Can't access any of the programs needed to do my job and can't get into my e-mail. The best part is, no one that can do anything about it rolls in until 10 or so. Fuck.
RANT:I don't do anywhere near enough metalworking to upgrade my 14" abrasive chop saw. This meant that I spent the better part of the day cutting up 2" square rod with it, using super-cheap discs... as in, "buy 50 of them for $25 at Princess Auto (our Harbor Freight)" cheap. What. A. Fucking. Mess. Sooo much heat... so much dust... such poor cutting... all with an under-powered outlet that kept tripping the breaker. I tried to use an angle grinder with a cutting wheel but it overheated after about 10 minutes and is now a bit fucked up with some weird gearing issues (it's an old, big Dewalt, so it was a bit unexpected). All on a crazy hot, 100% humidity day... while I'm on vacation. Weeeeeee! RAVE: Once step closer to my new, monster bbq grill.
RANT: I just became the squeaky wheel with the auto shippers. Me: Where's my car? Them: We're going to pick it up today or tomorrow and you should have it next week. Me: Have you made arrangements with the guy that has the car? Them: If we don't pick it up today we'll call and schedule it for tomorrow. Me: So you had no plans to pick it up today? Since you didn't call him last night? Them: Uh.... Me: You are aware the car is only available for pick up Mon-Thurs? Them:....Uh....I need to talk to my dispatcher and I'll give you a call back That was 2 hours ago. Another 2 hours or so and he's getting the same call: Where's my car? 3 weeks is long enough and I'll bet they don't have a driver within 500 miles of my car at the moment.
Rave: I've just finished the first draft of the book I have been working on writing for the past two years and three months.
RAVE? Just got this e-mail from the shipper: "I wanted to let you know asap that pick up will be today between 1pm-5pm and that the driver is contacting the origin asap." We shall see.
RAVE! I just spoke to the driver. My car is in Boise and will be here tomorrow. Double Rave: The driver said the car looks and sounds fantastic.
RANT: Well, it happened again: Jungle Julia fell behind on her birth control pills, and now she's riding the crimson pony for the second time this month. RAVE: She's not pregnant.
Rave: I'm headed to NYC with a friend tomorrow to catch the first two Yankees/Red Sox games of this series. The magic number is 2. Go Sox!! Rant: There is the distinct possibility that we could be rained out for tomorrow's afternoon game.