oatmeal:
That was the brightest spot of my day yesterday. Me and my princess watching superheroes.
Awwwwwwwwww. Cutieheads.
Say! look at you! You look just like me! We're very pretty.
Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Laura - Jan 25, 2008 4:55:46 am PST #3899 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
WindSparrow - Jan 25, 2008 4:58:43 am PST #3900 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
omnis, much ~ma to you.
Cashmere - Jan 25, 2008 4:59:24 am PST #3901 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
That was the brightest spot of my day yesterday. Me and my princess watching superheroes.
Oof. Too. Cute.
DH and I got into a huge argument last night. After getting up with the kids at six-freakin'-thirty-AM, I spent a normal day taking care of them, running Owen to school and picking up, doing three loads of laundry, making doctors' appointments and calling a plumber, making dinner, feeding the kids and bathing them ALL BEFORE HE GOT HOME at 6:30 p.m.
He got home, ate his dinner, went downstairs to watch Pardon the Interruption. The kids followed him into the playroom. Ten minutes later, I hear a commotion. DH comes upstairs holding a crayon and says (Hand to God, this is a direct quote), "Owen colored on the walls and I blame you because you didn't put the crayons up after craft time."
ME. The person who was on a different floor of the house. Not the parent who was THREE FEET AWAY FROM HIM when he was committing the offense.
I flipped out like a mammal.
After using a Magic Eraser to clean up the crayon. Best. Invention. Ever.
Miracleman - Jan 25, 2008 5:02:09 am PST #3902 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
I am now going to share with you the magic ingredient that made it work: The customer service reps were authorized to fix whatever problem people called in with.
Ah, what a lovely Paradise you must have lived in.
The rest of the world evidently decides that they have hired retarded monkeys who cannot be trusted to address problems without somebody holding their hand. And then they walk away, leaving no hand for the monkey to hold.
Given authority and back-up, the reps confidence level will soar, problems will be solved and satisfaction will skyrocket. Lacking that...well, you have what we see all around us today. Resentful reps, tired of being screamed at by people on the phone, tired of being treated like mentally challenged criminals by their superiors and feeling the frustration of being asked to help but not being allowed to do it. With no incentives to really try anyway.
vw bug - Jan 25, 2008 5:03:00 am PST #3903 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Cashmere. I would have flipped too. Grrr!
Miracleman - Jan 25, 2008 5:05:08 am PST #3904 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Seekrit Message to Cash's DH:
Dude. Just no. Seriously.
Listen to your survival instincts.
I like cheese.
Aims - Jan 25, 2008 5:05:45 am PST #3905 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Cash's DH, honey
Miracleman - Jan 25, 2008 5:06:09 am PST #3906 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
What? What are you talking about, Aims?
Crazy woman.
Jessica - Jan 25, 2008 5:07:33 am PST #3907 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I'm just impressed you didn't shove the Magic Eraser somewhere painful and hard to retrieve.
Laura - Jan 25, 2008 5:13:22 am PST #3908 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I'm just impressed you didn't shove the Magic Eraser somewhere painful and hard to retrieve.
I think Cash may have already shoved the the crayon there. Grrrrrrrrrr in direction of Cash's DH.