My bum is hurting from doing the stairs.
That's not related to the car or the rat.
Wow. I think most everyone (though not the coworkers closest to me) has left for the picnic. Place is suddenly very hushed.
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.
My bum is hurting from doing the stairs.
That's not related to the car or the rat.
Wow. I think most everyone (though not the coworkers closest to me) has left for the picnic. Place is suddenly very hushed.
Do you think they are related?
God, I hope not. "Rat with purchase" is not a good deal.
Earlier I saw a picture of a rat killed in Brooklyn that was seriously the size of a rabbit.
It was indeed a Rodent Of Unusual Size.
I don't think they exist.
It is somewhat inconceivable.
AUGH, bastards took a prescription refill over the phone and then sent out a letter on AUGUST 19, which just arrived today, saying they can't refill the prescription because it doesn't meet requirements. What requirements? They don't say.
It's a good thing this isn't a drug I need to survive. (That's not sarcasm, fortunately.)
Maybe you need to get the prescription written by your local tea party representative instead of your doctor?
Their phone system claims it's in process and should be here...today.
"Oh, you need an authorization."
"On a refill?"
"Oh, you got the first prescription okay?"
"Yes."
"Let me check. It looks like there was an authorization for the one in June. But it also looks like they sent in two authorizations...let me check."
What I am not saying: What the fuck do you need to authorize with the doctor when the prescription was FROM THE DOCTOR?
I would love to be able to quit my job and turn my hobbies into a part time self-supporting career. Does the author of that article have a trust fund i could borrow?