Heh, went to the doctor today to complain about my aches and pains (of which there are quite a few), and got a prescription for Flexeril. Which I'm crossing my fingers will be a Wonder Drug for what ails me....
I don't give half a hump if you're innocent or not. So where does that put you?
Book ,'Objects In Space'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Theodosia - Dec 02, 2005 7:28:53 am PST #8625 of 10006
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
shrift - Dec 02, 2005 7:30:40 am PST #8626 of 10006
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I woke up with a horrible sinus headache, and it's definitely set the tone for today.
They had me in training for two hours this morning (oh my god, they're changing our work database, our timesheets, how we track our work, AND billing, I'm going to kill them all), and then they wanted me to go for a holiday luncheon for two hours.
You want me away from my desk half the day when my inbox is so overloaded I was getting downright (and embarrassingly) cranky with my boss this morning?
Riiiiight.
lori - Dec 02, 2005 7:31:32 am PST #8627 of 10006
Yay! We have our heat fixed (although it managed to of course fix itself before the repairman showed up) and an upgraded digital thermostat! One that actually works!
Now I have to finally head to work and hope for parking in the same hemisphere.
sarameg - Dec 02, 2005 7:35:10 am PST #8628 of 10006
I'll bet Kat is very relieved.
OK, I don't think dayquil does anything but make me stupid. I took some a couple hours ago because I didn't have anything else with me. And my sinuses feel about the same, I'm just dumber.
§ ita § - Dec 02, 2005 7:43:01 am PST #8629 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
TSA screening process to change. Small scissors will be allowed on planes again! On the down side, more patting down and random checks.
Jesse - Dec 02, 2005 7:45:45 am PST #8630 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
spend more of their time searching for explosives rather than small, sharp objects that don't pose as great a risk.
Ah -- that explains the new lighter thing. I keep forgetting and losing lighters.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 02, 2005 7:51:41 am PST #8631 of 10006
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
On the down side, more patting down and random checks.
They need to hire a much more attractive group of security agents, and objections to this part of the process will fade.
tommyrot - Dec 02, 2005 7:53:19 am PST #8632 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Maybe they need dogs to sniff out explosives, etc. To relax the public, the dogs could be colored to look like pandas.
sarameg - Dec 02, 2005 7:53:31 am PST #8633 of 10006
OK, so this is what makes me insane. BWI didn't give two shits about my lighter, which I placed in one of those change cups to go through the machine. LAX either didn't or couldn't find it. Chicago Midway couldn't find it or didn't care. Kansas City, OTOH? Got all shirty with me over it.
Oh, and I've been carrying nail files and clippers and the occasional swiss army knife on virtually every flight. One of my cosmetics/change bags is metal mesh, see.
For the record, if you put a lighter in the mesh bag, right next to a metal tube of lipstick, it doesn't show up on xray. I've looked.
Things like that (and getting a patdown in 2002 because I have a large chest- yes, I was told my underwire set off the machine) make my attitude toward the TSA pretty much what the fucking fuck EVER.
juliana - Dec 02, 2005 7:55:11 am PST #8634 of 10006
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Random TSA weirdness - as I got in the line for security on my way to SF, I was given a timecard and asked to give it to the woman on the other side of the screening beepy thingy once I got through. I guess they're tracking processing times, but I still looked around for signs of "let's screw with the customers".