Cool, MM!
'Trash'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Two thumbs??? When'd that happen?
I think that it was clear that you were willing to escalate, and they would have to both explain why the guy put the note on your recycling when it was recycling day (I suspect that the real purpose of the notes is for when people put out the recycling on the wrong week) and when you told them what they said about the route supervisor, someone was actually going to have to do that shit.
I would've said it was full when I arrived, but I got thirsty. Let 'em prove I didn't drink from the old thing. At least, that's what I would've said if I could have avoided saying the thing that would've landed me in jail. Which... yeah, jail.
Later I thought that that is what I should have said. But the possibility didn't ever came to my mind then - again, I wouldn't have drank from this thing in a life or death situation. I'm quite convinced that that alone could have killed me.
And I was fairly amused, while being in the IDF, that it's the only place with a fashion police that could send you do jail for a hell lot of reasons.
I tell you, sometimes I have no idea how this institution works. The Mastenichastabo (I bet there's a typo there. I'm referring to the order of linage and jobs in the 15th and 16th century Russia) had clearer logic.
Yay, MM! Two thumbs, whoo-hoo!
Hooray for results, MM!
Has anyone seen my motivation? I've got some estimates I need to finish and am having a hard time getting my butt in gear.
Now I'm wondering what exactly is required for getting a butt in gear. Is there a butt-shifter? A butt-clutch?
Tommyrot, the answer is either "probably at least the former" or "trust me, you don't want to know."
I'm pretty sure my clutch is shot.