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off-topic You know what really grinds my gears?!?

     Ooh! I have a good one! I think my neighbor kids are kind of...   touched.
     I was out warming up the car this morning when one of them flagged me down because he said their car wouldn't start and they needed a jump. No problem. I went back inside to grab some gloves because it's 7 outside. I pull my car out and get it in position, pop the hood and get the cars hooked up the right way (not the "blow yourself up" way, as I explained to him) and started my car. 
     After I let my car run for a bit, I told him to tell his brother to crank it. "He has been the whole time! :D ", he says. Not a major infraction, but I'm gonna go ahead and call that strike one. Just 'cuz it's 7 outside. I tell him to stop and let the car run a while longer. No dice. I turn my car off and get out to asses the situation. 
     Now that I'm outside, I notice a familiar sound coming from their car. (Strikes two and three are coming in rapid succession, so try to keep up...) When asked what the noise is, brother #1 proudly exclaims "That's the heater!  :D ". OK, three things... Gimme a second here...
   
      :banghead:
 
     There. OK, three things. "If your heater is on when I'm outside (It is 7 outside.) trying to jump your car, all it's doing is taking juice away from the starting motor and prolonging my ass-freezing." I explain.  " :D" is his response. Also, heaters don't do any good with a cold engine. Third, and arguably most important, "how exactly is your GODDAMN HEATER RUNNING ON A DEAD GODDAMN BATTERY?" I ask tactfully.  "The battery's fine. Dad says it's the ignition!  :D " #2 chimes in. 
     OK. At this point a little voice in my head is warning me to go inside because the part of my brain in charge of strangling retards with their own shoelaces must be frozen. It's 7 outside. But, I'm a man goddammit. I'm not going to let a car and two youngin's of questionable intellect and cranial lead chip content keep me from winning this one. I ask #1 if his dad meant the "ignition" or the "starter". "This is important" I tell him. "The current fire-free condition of your car, face, house and brother are riding on this." I wisely keep to myself.  "The starter!  :D " is #2's response. I go back to my garage to grab a 10 lb splitting star. I figure, one way or another I will be using it this morning.
     I show #1 how to tap it on the starting motor to get the brushes to engage while #2 cranks it. I kindly ask #2 to turn the heater off so he can hear me speaking. :banghead:  I start walking toward my house to get a gun, but decide to calmly take the star from #1 and try tapping a little harder instead. Still nothing. But that's cool, the radio in their car is playing a tune I like. I start back towards the house, smiling as I weigh the pros and cons of 45 vs 357. #1 interrupts me by informing me that he didn't think my way would have worked anyway. "Dad always says to just turn the key harder."  " :D
     #2 evidently takes this cue to turn the key harder and the car starts right up. As I jog back to the garage and to grab a shovel to take care of a quick double decapitation, I warn them to not turn the car off today, or this will happen again. "We can't do that! We're going to school!  :D ", he laughs. I tell them to forget it and just stay in the car with it running. "School is obviously not helping anything."
     " :D "
 
 
 
 
Pariah said:
^Now you know darn well it is too warm down there for your nuts to freeze to the porch.

On that note, be careful sitting on lawn chairs without adequate support. Don't need your boys hanging between the slats that spread out when you sit on them and getting pinched when you go to get up...
 
 
 
     Your nudist colony has lawn chairs?! Hot damn! That's high tech!
 
I've never posted in this topic but I've got one that grates me a bit. People who promise over and over again to send you seed for things but never do. When I offer seed to someone who's looking for something I never expect anything in return unless it's a trade. But when someone offers you something and they keep telling you over and over "I'm shipping them this week" "Oh sorry about last week, definitely going out this week" and here it is months later and still nothing, it irks me. Why bother even offering if you aren't going to follow through? Just don't offer in the first damn place. I can understand forgetting. Hell I've done it. But when you assure me half a dozen times that they're going out and don't well you either have a memory worse than a damn goldfish or you never planned on sending them in the first place. The worst are the ones you send a bunch of stuff to, get the constant crap above and then they have the gall to ask you for something else. Sure, I'll send those right along. This is the shit that makes me not want to send seeds out in the first place.
 
Rant over
 
^Ugh. Amen, brother!

On a lighter note...

People who leave the most horrendous dump in a public restroom. Not the simple light a match kind. The ones that force you to use the bathroom of the other gender. Do that crap (pun intended) at home!
 
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People who call/spell dachshunds (wiener dog) a dotson. Or people who don't know the difference between you're, your, there, their and they're.
 
As some of y'all may know, my job was broken into recently. After reviewing the security footage I was able to positively ID the person who broke in and I have been cooperating with the police in the case. Not a problem.

However, my name (and all my family member's names) as well as pretty much every word I said to the police has been published in the media. Local papers, online, TV, etc. To top that off, I have been getting calls from different media outlets about the case.

I don't see what right they have letting the world know that I am the guy who IDed the guy and his relationship to my family. You would think that if you were a witness to a crime they wouldn't put your name on blast.
 
You know what really grinds my gears?
 
The waiting when it comes to medical results for a major diagnosis. I donated enough blood to those bloodsuckers at Quest Diagnostic to open up my own blood bank, and about half my tests (the ones my doctor really and truly NEEDED to see) haven't come back yet. The other half were rather important on their own, and showed some issues (high cholesterol, low B-12, low vitamin D and borderline-low iron, ferratin and testosterone), but she got those back inside of a day, but the half that have yet to be returned to her, which I gave samples for over a week ago, and are leaving her with a chicken-and-the-egg problem... were the results she got back causing issues, or were caused by the other issues shown in the tests that have yet to come back, and she needs them to proceed with my treatment. Right now the single test of the other half she's gotten strongly indicates I do indeed have Cushings, but more to be thorough than anything else, she wants me to do the test a second time and see if the result is repeated, since the first result showed my Cortisol levels were WAY above normal, and couldn't be explained on their own. The other tests she's waiting for, will indicate where she would need to look, whether it's in my brain or in my adrenal glands, and proceed from there. Or if the 2nd test is a fluke, we'll see where we go from there, since the high cholesterol, high BP, as well as vitamin/mineral deficiencies, and headaches are all symptomatic of Cushings, but before she decides whether to treat them or treat the Cushing's first (which will THEN allow everything to re-normalize in my body) she really needs those tests back first.
 
When weak minded people are fishing for drama from people of different viewpoints and instantly pull the race card and hurl insults and baseless accusations. Apparently I am very uneducated because of my differing opinions. To that person I say, let's compare brain pans. I have 10 years of life experience on you, an IQ of 167 and degrees from both the University of Alaska Fairbanks and Hardin-Simmons University. Graduated top of my class at both. You don't even have your high school diploma. *drops mic*
 
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