I hate worse when they just go to someone else witht the same question.
And I wonder, what possible catastrophe came crashing down from heaven and brought this dashing stranger to tears?
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
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.
msbelle - Feb 11, 2008 6:04:26 am PST #8772 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Jessica - Feb 11, 2008 6:09:40 am PST #8773 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
We have clients like that - when one salesperson gives them an answer they don't like (such as "yes, you WILL have to pay for those"), they call EVERY extension in our department one by one. Fortunately, we have an open-plan office and caller ID, making shouts of "Don't pick up, it's the crazy guy!" a fairly common occurrence.
Laura - Feb 11, 2008 6:14:44 am PST #8774 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I hate it when people, when given an answer that they don't want to hear, ask the same question over again, as if it will be different the next time. Hate it. Hate. Hate. Hate. Drives me batshit.
Has kids. It impresses the heck out of DH how I can say NO so many times repeatedly without changing expression or tone. Occasionally I will say, "asked and answered," for variety.
I had to google Uggs.
§ ita § - Feb 11, 2008 6:17:56 am PST #8775 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Surely there are boots as warm as Uggs that are less ugly?
And living in LA we get the Uggs and miniskirts (no tights) combo a whole lot.
I hate worse when they just go to someone else witht the same question.
I hate that, especially when they go to the boss who caves. Grr.
Kathy A - Feb 11, 2008 6:28:45 am PST #8776 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
It was 1 below this morning, and there was frost on the inside of my windshield. And it's cold at my office, or at least my legs are cold. Brrrr...
tommyrot - Feb 11, 2008 6:38:08 am PST #8777 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I have a space heater at work. Today I moved it to be closer to my feet. I ended up plugging it into a different circuit, and as a result a circuit breaker popped, knocking all our workstations out.
At least one of my bosses anticipated this (he already had a space heater on that circuit), so we saved all our stuff before I turned it on.
I've now got the space heater back on the old circuit.
tommyrot - Feb 11, 2008 6:51:47 am PST #8778 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I just had a tiny sliver in my pinkie, but I managed to get it out. Geeze, it's one mini-crisis after another here....
§ ita § - Feb 11, 2008 6:53:17 am PST #8779 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Tommy, I'd be on the alert for actual ducks.
Cashmere - Feb 11, 2008 6:53:49 am PST #8780 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
When we pulled into town at midnight, it was -14. It's up to -1 this morning.
I thought about Uggs but found something just as warm but less fugly.
JenP - Feb 11, 2008 6:56:09 am PST #8781 of 10001
Uh-oh, sounds like the ducks are nibbling on tommy today.
It's a balmy 17° here.
ETA: Ha! That really was a duck x-post; I was just slow on the posting finger.