'The Message'
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.
I don't understand the brain that can't follow this:
I tried, very patiently, to explain that with 1,000 books, an extra charge of (to make it easy) ONE GODDAMN DOLLAR per book would equal $1,000. So therefore $2.50 per book would be $2,500. NOT $400.
I saw the earwax video on Countdown. It's pretty embarrassing, because it doesn't look like he was doing something else...it's pretty overt.
Yeah, I can totally get swapping the numbers and getting the wrong answer. It's the sticking to it after the error has been pointed out that I don't get.
I'm leaving for the day so I won't be able to follow-up on this, but if you had something wrong with one foot that required you to wear a tennis shoe (for example), would you wear a tennis shoe on the bad foot and a regular, work-appropriate show on the good foot, or two tennis shoes?
if you had something wrong with one foot that required you to wear a tennis shoe (for example), would you wear a tennis shoe on the bad foot and a regular, work-appropriate show on the good foot, or two tennis shoes?
I would wear shoes that matched, because the heel height of two different shoes may very well be different, and that'll fuck up your hip.
I agree with Dana. Although I once work with a woman who hurt her foot and wore her husband's slipper on one foot and a work appropriate shoe on the other.
Yeah, I would wear matching shoes if at all possible.
I think you're already not work-appropriate with the one shoe (though perfectly excusably so) and before you even get into messing up your hip and spine two matching shoes will look more work-appropriate than just one, I'm thinking.
OK, my brother just sent pictures of the nephews. Including D in the Optimus Prime costume he (brother) made. They used the storebought mask and printed jumper, but then took a box and made the torso (semi-cab.) They strapped tires from my brother's remote cars to D's elbows and knees and.. he can transform. Seriously. Freaking awesome.
That was one happy kid.
Shit. I gotta work at the bookstore tonight (I was on call, which means you call in two hours beforehand and see if they need you, and they do tonight). Problem is that I don't have a clean pair of non-jean pants (I'm wearing jeans right now). Oh, well, I've been meaning to pick up a new pair of black pants, so I might as well do so on the way in. Feh.
And I just lost my acrylic nail off my little finger when typing that sentence. Double-feh. Gotta go find a cheap nail salon after work tomorrow and get the rest of them taken off.