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Can we talk about me now? (Open bar thread #3,494)

Started by Juana, October 04, 2012, 04:31:11 PM

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Quote from: The Waffler on October 17, 2012, 12:41:56 PM
I have something brewing, a rant or something, but I'm having severe trouble putting sentences together nowadays. I'm completely unable to write even a semi-coherent paragraph and it's pissing me off to no end.

Have you tried turning it off and on again?
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LMNO

No writing implement at your desk?  What the hell?

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LMNO

Ergh.  I'm pretty sure I would stroke out if I had to work a job like that.  You've got fortitude, sir.

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Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on October 17, 2012, 01:04:03 PM
Ergh.  I'm pretty sure I would stroke out if I had to work a job like that.  You've got fortitude, sir.

Well, I'm only a few weeks in, so we'll see if your generous assessment is accurate in due time.

It is the cream of the crop of call centers though, whatever that means, according to people who have worked in the godforsaken "field".
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Nephew Twiddleton

Dood fahkin belgian chocolate coffee dood.

Some admin is going to be getting a xmas gift from me when i find out who does the ordering.
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Freeky

RE: not coming,  not posting;


I still like you guys. Miss you, too. I suspect my absence hasn't been noted, as such.  I am at a place/moment intersection where simply being is, maybe not hard, but I am left with no words that anyone would find interesting at the end of the day. Been introspective quite a bit, sometimes.

But this wordlessness isn't just on the interbutts, IRL people have made mention of it a couple times. So either it'll pass, and I'll be back with words, or it won't, and I'll be back to lurk.

Juana

Hope you're back with words soon, Freeky.

Quote from: Net on October 17, 2012, 01:08:52 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on October 17, 2012, 01:04:03 PM
Ergh.  I'm pretty sure I would stroke out if I had to work a job like that.  You've got fortitude, sir.

Well, I'm only a few weeks in, so we'll see if your generous assessment is accurate in due time.

It is the cream of the crop of call centers though, whatever that means, according to people who have worked in the godforsaken "field".
Does that mean there isn't terrible yellow lighting and that the floors don't flex when walked on by more than two people? Are your superiors not rule nazis?


I really hate the "kids nowadays are [x negative trait]. We were never like that!" thing. We were. You just don't remember it, grandpa.
"I dispose of obsolete meat machines.  Not because I hate them (I do) and not because they deserve it (they do), but because they are in the way and those older ones don't meet emissions codes.  They emit too much.  You don't like them and I don't like them, so spare me the hysteria."

Juana

Also, Vex, FB is telling me it's your birfday. Is this correct or am I confusing you for someone else?
"I dispose of obsolete meat machines.  Not because I hate them (I do) and not because they deserve it (they do), but because they are in the way and those older ones don't meet emissions codes.  They emit too much.  You don't like them and I don't like them, so spare me the hysteria."

tyrannosaurus vex

Quote from: Secret Agent GARBO on October 17, 2012, 05:00:29 PM
Also, Vex, FB is telling me it's your birfday. Is this correct or am I confusing you for someone else?

It is absolutely NOT my birthday. That doesn't happen until 12/13.

But you can send me presents anyway, if you want.
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Juana

NO BIRFDAY FOR YOU.


Okay, whoever it is, happy birfday.
"I dispose of obsolete meat machines.  Not because I hate them (I do) and not because they deserve it (they do), but because they are in the way and those older ones don't meet emissions codes.  They emit too much.  You don't like them and I don't like them, so spare me the hysteria."

Nephew Twiddleton

In the hospital family center while I wait for Villager's procedure to happen and finish.

Fortunately, they have a laptop here.
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Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

EK WAFFLR

Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on October 17, 2012, 12:49:45 PM
Quote from: The Waffler on October 17, 2012, 12:41:56 PM
I have something brewing, a rant or something, but I'm having severe trouble putting sentences together nowadays. I'm completely unable to write even a semi-coherent paragraph and it's pissing me off to no end.

Maybe switch it to a different medium to get those juices flowing?
Perhaps. I have heaps of note books lying around. I'mma try that.

Quote from: Net on October 17, 2012, 12:54:25 PM
Quote from: The Waffler on October 17, 2012, 12:41:56 PM
I have something brewing, a rant or something, but I'm having severe trouble putting sentences together nowadays. I'm completely unable to write even a semi-coherent paragraph and it's pissing me off to no end.

Have you tried turning it off and on again?

Yes. Didn't work. Had a raging semi all day long.
"At first I lifted weights.  But then I asked myself, 'why not people?'  Now everyone runs for the fjord when they see me."


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Nephew Twiddleton

I may do some writing myself.

I'm glad I brought my notebook with me today. I might be here for quite a bit, and I don't want to hog the laptop for the whole time.
Strange and Terrible Organ Laminator of Yesterday's Heavy Scene
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Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

P3nT4gR4m

1) Stay on laptop until a queue of irate people form behind you

2) Google "viral meningitis" and launch into a coughing fit

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
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