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off-topic You know what really grinds my gears?!?
- Thread starter Lucky Dog Hot Sauce
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There is a restaurant in Vegas that I want to eat at, but they have attire restrictions. I own one outfit that could be described as business casual that I bought only for when I go to court for my divorce. I am not packing it all the way to Vegas. What is wrong with my daily attire consisting of camo cargo shorts and a black band or weather t-shirt?! Snobs.
Alright, I got another one. Today on the radio they had a local hunting information ad. First thing they said was collecting roadkill does not count as a hunt. Second, make sure the animal is dead before loading it into your vehicle. Third, don't shoot at animals that are already strapped to another vehicle. Unfortunately, we are a huge hunting hotspot for rich, out of state doctors who are truly that stupid.
It reminds me of an old joke:
It was Saturday morning and John, an avid hunter, woke up ready to go bag the first deer of the season. He walks down to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, and to his surprise he finds his wife, Mary, sitting there, fully dressed in camouflage. John asks her, "What are you up to?" Mary smiles, "I'm going hunting with you!" John, though he has many reservations, reluctantly decides to take her along. They arrive at the hunting site. John sets his wife safely up in the tree stand and tells her: "If you see a deer, take careful aim on it and I'll come running back as soon as I hear the shot." John walks away with a smile on his face knowing that Mary couldn't bag an elephant -- much less a deer. But not 10 minutes pass when he is startled as he hears an array of gunshots. Quickly, John starts running back. As John gets closer to her stand, he hears Mary screaming, "Get away from my deer!" Confused, John races faster towards his screaming wife. And again he hears her yell, "Get away from my deer!" followed by another volley of gunfire. Now within sight of where he had left his wife, John is surprised to see a cowboy, with his hands high in the air. The cowboy, obviously distraught, says, "Okay, lady, okay! You can have your deer! Just let me get my saddle off it!"'
It reminds me of an old joke:
It was Saturday morning and John, an avid hunter, woke up ready to go bag the first deer of the season. He walks down to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, and to his surprise he finds his wife, Mary, sitting there, fully dressed in camouflage. John asks her, "What are you up to?" Mary smiles, "I'm going hunting with you!" John, though he has many reservations, reluctantly decides to take her along. They arrive at the hunting site. John sets his wife safely up in the tree stand and tells her: "If you see a deer, take careful aim on it and I'll come running back as soon as I hear the shot." John walks away with a smile on his face knowing that Mary couldn't bag an elephant -- much less a deer. But not 10 minutes pass when he is startled as he hears an array of gunshots. Quickly, John starts running back. As John gets closer to her stand, he hears Mary screaming, "Get away from my deer!" Confused, John races faster towards his screaming wife. And again he hears her yell, "Get away from my deer!" followed by another volley of gunfire. Now within sight of where he had left his wife, John is surprised to see a cowboy, with his hands high in the air. The cowboy, obviously distraught, says, "Okay, lady, okay! You can have your deer! Just let me get my saddle off it!"'
JayT said:
Why is it that BGE insists on giving everyone a green egg except JayT?!?!?!?!?!
salsalady
eXtreme Business
SmokenFire said:
And just to piss of the lycra-wearing wannabe Naturalist flashing their PayNow Cards....I pay with CASH.... and painstakingly slowly count out coins to the penny....when the dickhead behind me is being all butthurt about not getting through the cash register fast enough.
We live in a semi-remote valley, meaning the valley is cut off from cross-state traffic in the winter. People come here because it's remote. It has an established rec trails system and the state has trails passes required. (It's really cheap~ like $5 a day or $20 a season) Many moons ago, my husband was buying his lunch (a cold sandwich) at the remote store and some lycra-clad douche was bitching in line behind him that he "Had to hurry up and get his ski pass purchased..." while my husband was buying a sandwich so he could get back to work on someone's $600k Vacation Cabin.....
after a few curt words, the dude realized that why he came over here to our valley was to ChillAx, get out of the rat race, take a step back, and have some patience...
Getting all AGRO at the store selling the ski permits to get out on the trails and relax was not helping the situation.
That's bad serivice. The clerks need to say "Who's Next?" and then leave it up to evolution...Shorerider said:
JayT said:
Anythihgn in a blender with Ice and Rum has my atthetion!!!!Rymerpt said:
SadisticPeppers
eXtreme Business
Here's a gear grinder: Relatives who wait until the exact moment I'm indisposed to try to contact me for tech support, knowing that I'll be busy or trying to go out and have a life, then wondering why I don't go out more...
salsalady
eXtreme Business
Sadistic...just because the phone rings does not mean you are required to answer it.
We have customers and contractors who call outside of normal business hours. 8am on Sunday morning 8:45 pm on a Friday night. It's after normal business hours. I may or may not answer the phone.
Do,not feel compelled to answer the phone just because it rings.
We have customers and contractors who call outside of normal business hours. 8am on Sunday morning 8:45 pm on a Friday night. It's after normal business hours. I may or may not answer the phone.
Do,not feel compelled to answer the phone just because it rings.
SadisticPeppers
eXtreme Business
salsalady said:
Try telling that to my parents. I recall about 8 years ago, my dad threatening to drive over 1100 miles simply because my cell phone had died and was unable to pick it up, and he left 4 very angry voicemails because he needed help with his email, and insisted that all of my friends give him their contact information, and when several of them refused, he got extremely upset.
SadisticPeppers said:
Well somebody certainly should.
JayT said:
Yeah, it'll probably take at least 6 or 7 packs to get an adequate sample size. Oh well...
