'Trash'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Does anyone know anyone who has had one of those implanted pain blocker devices, that uses electrical impulses to interfere with pain impulses in the nerves? Hubby's pain specialist has mentioned them, and I'm a little twitchy.
Connie, I'm not really here (running between meetings, iieeee!), but wanted to let you know that one of my best friends works for a company that makes those devices. Feel free to email me if you want info.
I don't relish this; like any salesperson she wants to close a deal.
I think you'll probably have to make sure she gets the "don't call us, we'll call you" message via threats to use another realtor in the future if she makes ya mad now with the pushy.
Yeah. I had a realtor who totally fell down on the job. I had mentioned a particular development that I was interested in. After that, all she did was have her assistant send me emails about properties in that development. No other locations, no calls, no offers to take me to that property or any other. I finally called and fired her (getting her voicemail AGAIN) and left a message. she called back saying that she didn't realize blah blah blah. WHATEVER.
There are hundreds of LA grandparents wandering through the school.
I see Botoxed people.
I'm having Vortex's experience with the rental realtor. I heard through the FS grapevine that a couple FS officers were renting out their house; contacted them via work email. They sent me lots of info and the name of their property manager.
The place has sat empty for months, and he doesn't return my calls or emails, except for the first contact where he asked if I'd like to see the place. I said yes, and haven't heard since. The phone number on his card and email sig is actually a fax.
The FS officers are now between posts and out of communication; boy did they make a bad choice in property managers.
OK, off to return the rental car. Whee, more driving.
Raq, how absolutely frustrating.
'Afternoon everybody else.
I managed to stay dry.
Now to do more work...
Hey folks. Can I make one more statement about work without y'all Marcy'ing me?????
Did someone say something?
Don't listen to the evil ghost cow!
pulls up chair, pours a drink
Suzi, I don't Marcy people, so you're stuck with me.