Oh, yeah, baby, it's snakalicious in here.

Xander ,'Empty Places'


Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!  

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.


shrift - Dec 19, 2005 7:58:36 am PST #3262 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Good lord, shrift.

I actually felt bad for the clerk, because I knew they were really busy. And I had a good book to read! At one point, I went out and did some shopping, since a restaurant shared the same parking lot and I needed gift certificates. I wasn't thrilled to wait three hours, but since I'm not an idiot, I knew it almost always takes longer than what they estimate.

But you know what? If you're going to complain, it's only common courtesy to wait until the clerk finishes a transaction. And if you're expecting me to be nice to you after you've rudely interrupted me, and when you've been bleating loudly on your cell phone the last hour? You deserve the polite verbal shiv.


Lee - Dec 19, 2005 7:59:02 am PST #3263 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Actually, what Connie said was in the back of my mind, since I was sending something to a foreign country, and I wasn't sure if they would need to check it against the customs form, which I tried to fill out ahead of time, except then the counter guy told me that the customs form they had out on display was the wrong customs form, and I had to use the smaller one that they only had behind the counter, so then I had to step aside to finish.

That was a really annoying trip, now that I think about it.


Jesse - Dec 19, 2005 8:00:14 am PST #3264 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I often pack at the Post Office, because Priority Mail supplies are free. But I don't do it in line, I go up to the guy with the cart, get my supplies, and do my packing on one of the tables designated for that purpose.

Exactly. You don't get to stand at the window while you pack, jackholes!!


msbelle - Dec 19, 2005 8:17:59 am PST #3265 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

exactly, what all of you are discribing is perfectly wonderful post office behavior.

FYI for those of you who mail alot: you can get priority boxes and labels and such mailed to you for free from the usps.com website. I try to keep a personal stash at work.


msbelle - Dec 19, 2005 8:35:31 am PST #3266 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Jesse can you pop on IM?


Laura - Dec 19, 2005 8:37:20 am PST #3267 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

Teacher people question. I have 10 teachers this year for the boys. For their holiday gifts I want to put together a little bundle that includes a lovely mug filled with the mini peanut butter cups and kisses, and a box of hot cocoa mix. (Except for the one teacher who said he needed 8x10 frames, yay for him saying what he wanted) I saw the mugs and thought that would work nicely. Sound good?


lisah - Dec 19, 2005 8:41:41 am PST #3268 of 10002
Punishingly Intricate

Teacher people question.

Ooh that reminds me that I'm due for a big stash of hand-me-down teacher presents. I get all the chocolate goodies my dad gets from his kids because he doesn't eat it (he does appreciate the gifts though and doesn't expect the kids to know what he would or would not eat).


msbelle - Dec 19, 2005 8:44:06 am PST #3269 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

ita insent.

oh! I have the chipmunks singing Christmas song.

hula hoop.

hee!


Laura - Dec 19, 2005 8:46:56 am PST #3270 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

My next door neighbor teacher used to lay out all his stuff on the table for anyone to grab anything they liked. He had some lovely silver frames one time that were just right for my sister.

Most of my teachers are men this year. I like all 10 of them, which rocks.

edit to spell stuff right


sarameg - Dec 19, 2005 8:50:49 am PST #3271 of 10002

My mom gets a coffee can of a mix of really good homemade cookies every year from this one family, even though she hasn't had one of their kids in her class in 12 years, the first one she had is now 20 and they actually moved 2 hours away about 5 years ago. It's really sweet of them.

And damn, those are good cookies.

My feet are so cold my calves are aching. Hate winter.