Well, poop, Laura. I'm sorry it worked out that way.
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, we have decided now we are going to finish a couple projects and list it. A neighbor just did that and put it up on the MLS in a cheap listing deal and sold in 5 days. Inventory is very low right now, and my neighborhood super hot. This current market won't last so we are just going to do it. It would have been nice to have it done, but concrete pouring is in my near future.
Don't you just love it when you and the other person who understand a thing make a proposal to upgrade it, go through all the arguments with the people who don't understand it about why it needs to be done This Way and That Way is simply not an option, then spend all the time doing the upgrade This Way (including using subcontractors), go to implement it and have all the same people asking about doing it That Way so you get to spend your time explaining it all over again? Isn't that The Best?
oh, yes ... I once worked for a woman - we were doing our monthly magazine - and EVERY MONTH I had to explain to her why the number of pages had to be divisible by four
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Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster I've never had to deal with anyone who couldn't grasp THAT in publishing!
oh, yes ... I once worked for a woman - we were doing our monthly magazine - and EVERY MONTH I had to explain to her why the number of pages had to be divisible by four
I remember this.
oh, yes ... I once worked for a woman - we were doing our monthly magazine - and EVERY MONTH I had to explain to her why the number of pages had to be divisible by four
Jesus. That happened literally every month at my old job. The publisher. My favorite was when someone would insist an odd number of pages was fine. O_o
The Mother Superior of the nuns who I do the newsletter for will occasionally get weird about the number of pages, wanting it to be 6 pages rather than 4 or 8, and she never believes Sr. E, who is my contact, and then Sr. E has to email me and ask me to explain to Sr. M that it really has to be a multiple of 4. (And Sr. E will always say in her email "Don't tell Sr. M that this question drives me nuts!" And Sr. M will ask me to double-check with the printer [???] but tell me to not tell Sr. E about it. Being in the middle of nun drama is the lowest-stakes, BEST drama ever!)
Being in the middle of nun drama is the lowest-stakes, BEST drama ever!
That's amazing. It sounds like that bit in one of the Anne of Green Gables books where she's rooming with two widows, and she catches each of them bathing their face in buttermilk, and each one asks her not to tell the other one.
Nun drama sounds like when the Quakers had a schism ... it was terrible ... they didn't speak to each other for YEARS.