This weekend's cold hit me worse than covid did last month. Had a sore gum on top of that because I was getting prepped for a dental crown (first time) a couple days before.
Even worse the temporary crown fell out last night and that tooth was extremely sensitive.
Not being political, but really? Is this one of those satire sites?
In reply to Datsun240ZGuy :
Proposing extreme legislation that doesn't have a chance to ever make it into law to show you're serious on the issues is common among politicians who need to pander a bit.
It's usually a complex performance piece.
This is turning into one of those days I'll be afraid to take a piss.
Demon, who is about to be off school for 3 whole weeks, is trying to get out of going by faking being sick.
Stupid berkeleying Ashley pellet stove needed deep cleaned, which is enough of a rant in itself, but then took 3 berkeleying hours to get the berkeleying exhaust pipe through the stupid berkeleying chimney flu and the flu properly back in place. House still smells faintly of burning wood, maybe I'll actually get to sleep tonight.
Try to order lunch because I don't feel like leaving with all the cooking I need to do. Load up GrubHub because free GrubHub+with prime means lower prices and free delivery. 90-120 minutes. Nope. Check doordash. $0.49 delivery fee on the home page, ok, build my order, go to checkout, $4.99 delivery fee. Proceed to spend 20 minutes waiting for someone who can't read or type English to get on support chat and tell me that my screenshots are wrong, and delivery should only be $0.49. sceptical I run the order through, get charged the full $8.99 delivery fee, then need to jump through hoops to cancel the order before getting a warning that "you've had a lot of complaints with orders through us lately". No berkeleying E36 M3, when the adult working at the restaurant during school hours berkeleys up, and I'm already paying a premium price, I'm going to complain and expect some sort of compensation. Like when I ordered a plain burger and got an empty bun.
So now I get to eat a E36 M3ty ass hot pocket for lunch while the pellet stove rattles like a nut under a hubcap. Is it to early to start the holiday drinking?
In reply to STM317 :
What is the current automotive design obsession with making cars look like crab faces?
it sucks how many times this has to be posted...
Cancer Sucks.
Sorry boost- get well fast.
Went to rotate my tires on my GTI today, have a stud conversion on it, went to take my driver front wheel off and it was tight, too tight, tried another lug nut, and three came out, two are cross threaded on, and the same for the rear. I'm pissed, the shop that did it, my friend who managed the shop are no longer there, so I think I am out of luck.
I really hate getting tires mounted on my car when I am not the one doing the mounting on the car. I guess I need to start leaving my car on jack stands and bringing my wheels as is ugh.
Hard to rant about this hearing the news the good Dr has cancer, but I will anyway...
I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of my entire family being sick. It honestly never ends except the 3 months my kids are out of school. Every year, starting at the 1st weekend that school starts back, someone in my house of 5 is sick. This year has been no different. To start off, my BILs family brought the entire extended.m family Covid back in September - swearing on their life it was allergies. It ran through the 5 of us, one at a time, consecutively. Then, we moved on starting in October with everyone getting a nasty cold. Again, one by one. It turned into walking pneumonia for my kids. Hacking and coughing non stop. My oldest had to go to the kids emergency room twice because she was having issues with breathing. I'm still hacking and coughing from that cold that should have left me weeks ago. We got over that and went right into my son having a stomach bug for the last week. He finally went back to school on Monday and guess what, now my wife is sick with you guessed it, a stomach bug. Now, the thanksgiving trip to see my family, that I never see because I'm 95% devoted to my wife's family is cancelled and I'm staying home.
Again sorry to rant like this, but I'm just over this E36 M3 man! It never berkeleying ends!!! We've had 1 - that's right 1 Thanksgiving or Christmas that wasn't canceled with my family in the last 3 years due to illness on my family side. Last year instead of seeing my family on Christmas, I had the worst flu of my life.
Sometimes Past Me is a real shiny happy person when it comes to saying, "Just drop the car off and we will figure out what is going on". Or, "Yes, we can move your appointment to Tuesday, when I'm actually booking for December 10.
Berkeley you, Past Me. It's 6:44, I'm still at the shop, and if I chose to, I could work all night, because everyone Past Me talked to dropped their car off today.
In reply to Duke :
The first two look like a (now ordinary) krill grille to me:
Predator face. It all started with Lexus.
"STOP RIDING MY ASS!"
Of course I'm riding your ass. You cut me off, you stupid vajajay. That's how cutting someone off works.
I figured if I stayed on here long enough something would piss me off. It did.
What idiot at Polaris thought that running a stainless steel relief valve plunger in an aluminum bore was a great idea?
Can't pull it out with a magnet because it's galled and stuck in place.
Now I have to open the crankcase, pull out the oil pump and try to push the valve out from the inside.
Stupid design...
A fee or a charge is mandatory
A tip is voluntary
I get it. We all need to make money. If I give money to someone's gofundme I'm OK paying a service charge. Just call it what it is. Please.
GameboyRMH said:Antihero said:For example this was $2. It multi colored, fairly big and all limbs are movable. I understand the components are cheap but $2???? Terrible pic below
I'm pretty sure that's over $2 of raw material. I've seen things like those selling for $30+ in gift shops.
I don't know... I've got a filament very similar to that and it's about $20/1kg spool. So if that weighs 100g or less, it probably cost less than $2 in materials. I've printed a much larger print-in-place articulated dragon that my second cousin wanted for Christmas, and it was only like 1/4 of a 1kg spool so I'd definitely believe that would be less than 1/10 of a spool. Printed stuff is often deceptively light because it's not solid plastic- most of the time you can get by with like 15% infill if it's something decorative (like that).
Our agreement was for 90-day terms. We both have copies of a signed agreement that states those terms in plain English. That's a long time but I was willing to stretch that out due to the volume of business and knowing how slow a particular large flying machine corporation is to do business with.
Now, I'm not sure you understand this but 90 days means 90 days. It doesn't mean 100 days. It doesn't mean 120 days. And it sure as hell doesn't mean 5 months. I am not a bank. I'm not in the business of making loans. If you need to borrow money I can recommend some banks you can call.
Your company did $20 billion in revenue last year. I did $1.5 Million. I manage to pay my bills on time. Maybe you need to fire that MBA and have a high school dropout come tell you how to manage your business.
The email I received this morning from the arrogant shiny happy people in your accounts payable department has basically told me to suck it up and deal with it. Payment would not be made before the middle of January for work that we did in August. That pisses me off just a little bit.
And yet you call me today with an urgent service request that must be done today?
How about a big old case of berkeley off.
All work for your company is on hold until your account is current.
Any work done going forward will be renegotiated at a much higher rate.
You are welcome to call someone else except for the fact that most of them are no longer in business, probably because big ass companies like yours berkeleyed them over.
In reply to Toyman! :
I've seen on the other side of this. Its a shame that sometimes I haven't been able to use certain (quality) suppliers because of E36 M3ty terms or E36 M3ty accounts payable :(
In reply to TravisTheHuman :
The local guy I deal with is a great guy. He's every bit as pissed off as I am and understands that I'm not willing to carry a $100k note for 5-6 months. He's trying to get this straight but dealing with billion-dollar corporations is a complete pain in the ass even when you work for the damn things.
That is 100% the reason I left Stanley and opened my own business. Corporate was pissing off customers faster than I could find them.
Toyman! said:Our agreement was for 90-day terms. We both have copies of a signed agreement that states those terms in plain English. That's a long time but I was willing to stretch that out due to the volume of business and knowing how slow a particular large flying machine corporation is to do business with.
Now, I'm not sure you understand this but 90 days means 90 days. It doesn't mean 100 days. It doesn't mean 120 days. And it sure as hell doesn't mean 5 months. I am not a bank. I'm not in the business of making loans. If you need to borrow money I can recommend some banks you can call.
Your company did $20 billion in revenue last year. I did $1.5 Million. I manage to pay my bills on time. Maybe you need to fire that MBA and have a high school dropout come tell you how to manage your business.
The email I received this morning from the arrogant shiny happy people in your accounts payable department has basically told me to suck it up and deal with it. Payment would not be made before the middle of January for work that we did in August. That pisses me off just a little bit.
And yet you call me today with an urgent service request that must be done today?
How about a big old case of berkeley off.
All work for your company is on hold until your account is current.
Any work done going forward will be renegotiated at a much higher rate.
You are welcome to call someone else except for the fact that most of them are no longer in business, probably because big ass companies like yours berkeleyed them over.
I stopped doing work for GE because they insisted on dictating their own terms and then not honoring them. The work was kind of fun and my local contacts were great to work with but I wasn't willing to provide financing for their accounts payables. They're were the ones with a financial services division.
Toyman! said:Our agreement was for 90-day terms. We both have copies of a signed agreement that states those terms in plain English. That's a long time but I was willing to stretch that out due to the volume of business and knowing how slow a particular large flying machine corporation is to do business with.
Now, I'm not sure you understand this but 90 days means 90 days. It doesn't mean 100 days. It doesn't mean 120 days. And it sure as hell doesn't mean 5 months. I am not a bank. I'm not in the business of making loans. If you need to borrow money I can recommend some banks you can call.
Your company did $20 billion in revenue last year. I did $1.5 Million. I manage to pay my bills on time. Maybe you need to fire that MBA and have a high school dropout come tell you how to manage your business.
The email I received this morning from the arrogant shiny happy people in your accounts payable department has basically told me to suck it up and deal with it. Payment would not be made before the middle of January for work that we did in August. That pisses me off just a little bit.
And yet you call me today with an urgent service request that must be done today?
How about a big old case of berkeley off.
All work for your company is on hold until your account is current.
Any work done going forward will be renegotiated at a much higher rate.
You are welcome to call someone else except for the fact that most of them are no longer in business, probably because big ass companies like yours berkeleyed them over.
I had a conversation with someone at corporate this afternoon. They apparently kicked the accounts payable ant hill and knocked the arrogance out of them because they called about 5 minutes later. All past due payments are going out Monday and the 90 day terms will be adhered to moving forward.
Dealing with reasonable people makes me much more reasonable so I took care of their urgent service call.
Now I guess we shall see if they are honest. I'd hate to have to tell them to berkeley off permanently. I won't work with lying customers.
It's been a week.
Monday morning, I went in facing a three-day work week, tasks to do, deadlines to meet. Before I can even take the first sip of coffee, a coworker comes to me needing help with a deadline that Mercurial Architects Ltd has suddenly pushed forward. Sure, I can help. I don't have time, but I'll make time. Let's have our department meeting and then give me a few minutes to get organized.
Immediately following the department meeting, email comes in from two separate individuals at Mercurial Architects Amalgamated (a different, but equally difficult, firm) asking me to revise some revision clouds because they really should be different. This email is followed seconds later by phone call from a third individual at MAA who basically reads the email to me, sucking my valuable time into a vortex from which there is no escape. He then has the spheres to ask, "so, you'll be able to get this to us today?"
Pause for effect. Not only no, but hell no, Bob, I most assuredly will not. I have previous obligations to your firm on this very same project, as well as (gasp!) to others. I will have this to you no sooner than end of day Wednesday.
When that conversation ends, the coworker who needs help is engaged with someone else; I revert to revising the revision clouds. It's busy work that helps no-one, but the GC wants it, and we'll bill them heartily for the effort one way or another. I finish the work and leave it unplotted so we can send it out Wednesday, as there is no need to encourage MAA by over-performing.
Eventually I connect with the coworker who asked for my help. He is unprepared, as is our Revit project; our sheets are not yet set up, which is a task that would be done by our BIM team but for the fact that only one member of that team works in the office and can actually be reached. The other "works from home" and evidently spends most of his time either taking his stepdaughter to try on new dance socks or smoking various meats. Our guy in the office is booked solid, so I set up the sheets myself, and then get to work, then go home and complain to Mrs Monohue about this ludicrous display.
Tuesday, as I am chewing through the extra work I've been handed, the head of the engineering department calls: can I help out tomorrow by heading out on a site visit? He assures me that it should only be about a half-hour recce of a middle school to gauge the condition and capacity of the electrical system. The engineer on this proposal works remotely (notice a theme here?) so I get to do his dirty work on the ground and describe what I found while he writes my words down and takes credit for the report. Well, yeah, fine; I'm a team player, and if it's quick and we have drawings showing existing conditions, I'll help.
That agreed, I continue grinding for my help-needing coworker. I do good work, and he is appreciative. At end of day, my boss insists I follow his lead by GTFO no later than 2:00 Wednesday. Then a parent-teacher conference, home, and all is well. Another chance to discuss the ludicrous display with Mrs Monohue. She is growing weary of the tale. So am I.
Wednesday - today, I think - I head in early and start plotting off as-built drawings for the middle school. It was built in 1961 and the drawings are all but illegible. Thankfully, it was reno'd in 1995, and those drawings are legible, but still 30 years old, so no guarantee they are current. I head over with an ME who apparently needs to see each and every piece of HVAC equipment on campus. We don't wrap until lunchtime. Then we don't go back to the office; we go get lunch, because we have two more schools to visit. So I suck back some marginally terrible "inferno" flavor chicken wraps (about a four on the Scoville scale) on the school district's dime. My carefully managed diet is shot to bejeejus and back, but I'm walking basically all day, so who cares?
Following the zero-alarm fast(ish) food(ish) lunch, we head back to the second school, then the third. I have no electrical drawings for either of these so I'm scribbling notes on photocopied architectural drawings and basically checking every space for electrical gear of any kind. It's a chocolate mess. The panels and switchgear are 90% Zinsco firestarters. Everything is 120/208. There is no 277/480 at all. Mechanical thinks they're going to want about a billion branch circuits to serve new equipment all over hell's half acre. I take nearly 300 pictures, and we don't get back to the office until after three.
Now it's time to get my revised revised revision-ized drawings plotted and off to Mercurial Architects Amalgamated. As I am opening the damn project (a 20-minute endeavor) and uploading my nearly 300 site visit photos, good old Bob (whom we have nicknamed Columbo, for his uncanny ability to tack "just one more thing" onto any conversation) emails me again: just making sure you will be able to get those drawings to us today. I want to tell him that they are out for delivery and suggest he go stand at the curb and watch for the UPS truck, but instead I confirm that we are on schedule, and then plot and package the drawings. It takes about half an hour, after which our stellar project coordinator - who sometimes works from home, but breaks the mold by actually working from home - fires them off to MAA.
I'm home now. Mrs and Little are likely sick with the good old Long Weekend Sniffles, as is our custom. She doesn't want to hear a damn word about this ludicrous display.
THE END
In reply to DarkMonohue :
Dude. That is the last 30 years of my life up there, I feel every word of this. Also, you really need to think about writing for a career, that is some amazing prose right there. I hope the sniffles are as mild as they can be, raising a glass to you.
I'm starting to receive the barrage of holiday emails from faceless megacorps.
"Happy Thanksgiving from your friends at [faceless insurance megacorp]"
No, you are not my friends. You are a for-profit company that I am legally forced to do business with. Your entire existence is based off of making as much profit for your shareholders as possible. It's more akin to an abusive, controlling, forced marriage.
Dark Monahue's story reminds me of being called up to UC Berkeley to gather information on how to fix something for them. When I get there, there's a couple guys from facilities, a department head, two engineers, someone from health and safety plus a grad student or two. I've not been given any advance info whatsoever. After 10 minutes, they are expecting me to solve the problem that's been flummoxing them for months. No pressure. None at all.... Finally, I look up and tell them that there's been a misunderstanding, that they meant to call in superman, but got me instead.
Ultimately I figured out that they had two or 3 serviceable solutions to the problem already, that they mainly wanted to know which one I would endorse - a tie-breaker. Part of me was pretty pissed that I'd be set up like that. OTOH my company got a good job out of it, and if I'd known what I was up against in advance, I'd never have shown up.
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