It's been such a boon for me. It feels like being at the Barnes & Noble cafe, but I don't actually have to drive there. Something about the sound of activity like that around me keeps me focused on what I'm supposed to be doing. It's very cool.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Sweet, weeping Moses, deliver me.
A client who was charged for two appointments that he set up and subsequently blew off, contacted the attorney general's office to report us for fraud.
That's right. He attempted to create a federal case over...wait for it...TWENTY FIVE DOLLARS that we did not charge him for anyway.
No lie.
In my next communication to him, I'd love to say, "Congratulations on having a life of such luxury and boredom that you can expend your energy on such things." You twit.
I don't understand how people have the free time to do shit like that.
ION, I will never stop laughing. The guidelines for the editing test for the sexy editing job includes the following sentence: "Italics and quotation marks are used for dialogue occurring telepathically."
They need to point out how TELEPATHIC dialogue is indicated. I love this.
Good luck, bonny. Steph, it's probably a combination of retired (so lots of free time), intelligent (to find what they're looking for), and enough knowledge to craft an argument but not enough to really know what they're talking about. Plus the sort of personality that doesn't let go when they feel aggrieved.
I dealt with my share of pro se litigants like that.
Hey, do any of us have an imdb pro account.
I'm still trying to reach Paul Meston, who played the Friar in Much Ado About Nothing but the man is virtually invisible on the internet!
I want to pass along the compliment the Shakespeare expert I saw the film with gave him and would rather not by a pro membership to do so.
Good luck, bonny. Steph, it's probably a combination of retired (so lots of free time), intelligent (to find what they're looking for), and enough knowledge to craft an argument but not enough to really know what they're talking about. Plus the sort of personality that doesn't let go when they feel aggrieved.
He's in his late 20s. And, in my experience, super manipulative. After I told him we would not charge him, though we did show up for the appointments he requested, he tried to get me to say that we were a) unreasonable for charging for the walker's time under these circumstances and b) that we really ought to call to remind people like a doctor's office does.
For a $15 appointment? Really?! You can't keep your own calendar?
He also whined that he had just gotten divorced and that life is really hard for him and we should understand that. As a divorced person, I totally understand. As an ADULT, I keep my own calendar, dude.
My favorite part was, "I SAID that I might not be there."
So, we should show up at the time you requested and be cheerful that you let us know you are a flake? Right.
What a dick. The judgement would be a fine price to pay to be rid of his ass.
"Perhaps the young man does not understand the meaning of appointment..."
Gee, I wonder if Buffistas can read my mind telepathically and stuff.
Really, it's too bad he went to the trouble of making the appointment before bailing on it. Much easier on you that way.
How does that even work though, missing a dog walker appointment. Was the dog not home?
Seriously.
Sheesh, I say. SHEESH.