Great post! Keep your $10 you'll need it if you keep dealing with Clifford. Spell check didn't see any thing wrong with "theses", probably just figured you had more than one of those PHD thingy's.

 

Is there supposed to be a dash between Lazy & Boy?

Theses is the inflected form of thesis.

Time TO remove yourself to go clean the kitchen?

Regardless, man, that rocked!!!

 

Theses is plural of thesis, I think it is indeed Lay-Z-Boy.. oops.

They can do it to. Should be... They can do it too....

So, ctubutis wins on a technicality. You found ANOTHER mistake besides the one I noticed when I proof-read the post AFTER posting it.

The check is in the mail -- buy yourself a new bra, one with TWO straps. :-)

 

I don't know why that didn't look right to me. I am wondering about something though, what the hell is Renaissance through Modern? Is that all there is to it or was it something like Renaissance through Modern Art or such?

 

It went with Humanities... as in Humanities, Renaissance through Modern.

It wasn't very clear I suppose, but that's usually what happens when I get all wound up and type too fast. But man, let me tell you, that professor.. Oh my, suddenly I'm hearing Van Halen again... I never really understood that song until after a semester with Dr. Tripp. Gawd, I hope I don't talk in my sleep tonight.

 

Gotcha. Makes sense now. I'll throw in a quick simple bitch for the night. What is it with the beaches with the full shopping carts in the 15 items or less isle? I always want to ask them " Which is it- you can't read or you can't count?"
One time one came strolling up and asked the cashier if she could just check out there. For once the casheir told her no. She got all huffy and said something about that being inconsiderate. I lost it then. I turned around and said "No, lady, what's inconsiderate is getting in a 15 items or less isle with a full basket and making the people who it was made for wait behind YOUR inconsiderate ***."

 

People in general are my bitch of the day - daily.

Courtesy has gone out the window. No one seems to give a damn unless it is about them. It amazed me when I had a blow in my GMC (which is rough around the edges) that someone actually stopped to ask if I needed help. I really was thankful that at least one person stopped out of the 50 or so cars that passed. I work nights, and my latest gripe is people REFUSE to lower their high beams, frying retinas of other drivers. How lazy can you be? Blinkers are another issue. Flick of the wrist. That is it. How hard can it be.

Also, if we are going to outlaw cell phones while driving, for crying out loud, outlaw coffee and food while driving. People are more willing to throw their cell phone to gain control of their car, rather than throw their hot coffee in the car.

Last, without getting too deep into it - I have been paying for surgeries, braces, other medical procedures, and such for my step kids on top of all the normal stuff I do for them, while their dad lives rent free and the life of a bachelor with no responsibility to them. It is completely unfair to them on his part, but he is indifferent.

That is all I have..................for now.

 

While we're at it, we should probably outlaw driving and typing at the same time. Right now, at 80MPH, I'm having a hard time steering with my left knee in all this wind....

 

I believe that is the root of the problem with dobbinicus' relatives, the B's in the express checkout, and the maniac drivers you mentioned earlier, as well as a host of other problems with today's society. It's the ME generation- Mr. Rodgers told them they were special and they believed it. It's Hurray for me and F-you. As long as it's legal it's okay. Even if it's not legal, if I can get away with it, that makes it OK too.
I remember when if you stepped out of line a good ***-kicking was delivered in short order. At the least, you got told off. Now it's anything goes and the non-courtesy is so commonplace as to be accepted as usual and acceptable behaviour.
Being a native born Texan makes it that much more apparent, as "Southern Hospitality" is a thing of the past.

 

It is funny to watch people who are only concerned about #1, who would just as soon step in crap as they would help another soul. I love to see the look on the face of a person when they say whatever they think they can to me and then when I rebuff them and and repeat some of what they told me back to them they get all offended. These people are full of double standards.

Our society has progressively hands off in raising our children. People are scared to even swat their kids on the butt. We have gotten rid of "parenting" and entrusted child rearing to Mtv.

I fully agree with the above mentioned statement of it is not the cell phone in hand, but more the location of the mind. I was just trying to question the logic of these as hands free should then be totally hands free if they think that is really the problem.

 

thank god the majority of the big rigs don't have 5 speed main trans and 4 speed aux boxes.1 foot on the clutct the other on the throttlethen one hand on the main shift lever and the other on the aux shift lever and the steering wheel spinning in free air.LOL drove on once and said this is dangerous,never again.

 

I have the 4 and 3 in my GMC. It takes concentration and you can not have anything in the hands, but it would probably be great to make some of these morons drive them - force them to concentrate on the road.

 

That reminded me of what I enjoyed about having my helper riding with me. Whenever he saw I had one hand occupied he would reach over and grab the stick, I'd just push in the clutch and he'd do the shifting for me.

 

I guess you'd have to call this a half- bitch, 'cause it's so small, but it's something gone in my life again. Yep- As far as I can tell, it's officially over.
My local Albertson's was offering some nice cookware for free when you gathered up a certain amount of stickers that you put in a pamphlet.
I figured out that if I went through the self- checkout, then took my receipt to the kid at the little desk that relates to the self check-out, i would get WAY more stickers than I had coming.
( You are supposed to get one sticker for every $10 purchased)-, I was getting 4-5 for $7 of purchase. Then about every other day, I would find some in the parking lot.
Well, apparently -something came down from Corporate, and they had a little session explaining the value of these stickers, because now, no matter who it is, they carefully count out each sticker for every $10 you've spent. Even worse, they don't round up.....spend $18 and you get one sticker. Oh well, I can't complain too much, probably spent around $100 and got a free Wok with a lid that was 80 stickers- $800 of grocery purchase.
Still- You hate to see a good thing come to an end.................

 

Interesting thread, thought provoking.

I agree that there is no way I can truly understand what a cancer patient, or survivor has gone through. But just saying "gee, that sucks, better you than me" is not enough for me. The varied responses that are offered in a way reflect our human consideration for each other.

Some folks want to appear to fix everything for you - always offering advice even when none is called for. Like the jag-off telling you about dental hygiene.

Some folks want to proselytize - perhaps reflecting on the awareness of our inability to do a damn thing about the situation, so we dish the crap back on to the deity, since He is in absolute control, and there must be a Reason. Sometimes there is no reason, it is what it is.

Some folks want to empathize but cannot find a proper way, realizing that there is nothing they can say that will "help" - yet they feel compelled to share some kind of concern and possibly hope.

I know I can't "help". And I suspect you don't want to hear mindless optimism. But in this conversational situation, it would be my sincere hope that somehow, some way, you could beat the big C. And I would try and offer that kind of empathy. This planet is a better place with you in it, and I hope you remain here until old age, nature, or the universe calls you to the Last Accounting.

Will the you, the survivor, be the same person? Probably not. But you will be alive, and I suspect that may be preferred to being dead.

We've reached this stage of human development because we cooperate with each other. Common courtesy is one aspect of that. This message board is another manifestation. Folks helping each other, just because. It used to be that we did not think twice about helping "strangers" because that is what we humans do. If we don't help each other, the long-term odds of our survival diminish.

But we've gotten away from that spirit of cooperation, more and more. The Mr Rogers syndrome mentioned in an earlier post. The "me generation." The Instant gratification in all things. If you don't get exactly what you want in 5 minutes, whine about it, pee all over your fellow humans to get what YOU want, and viola'! You are instantly gratified.

Stupidity ought to hurt more. In our efforts to make a good society, we've engineered our world and our behavior to reduce or remove the consequences for being stupid. I think we ought to try and correct that.

I don't mean in a legislative way, as in "you were caught driving while on the cell phone. Pay this fine." I mean being stupid should physically hurt.

I ride a Harley. I ride defensively, as if I'm invisible. For the most part, people are respectful of my right to be on the road, and are aware of me. But there are always those idiots, and their inattention to driving can kill me.

I've often thought (while recovering from the adrenaline rush of just avoiding being killed) that I should go and inflict some awareness pain on the offending motorist. What is the appropriate punishment? Kicking in their door? That may hurt their checkbook a little, and may result in their awareness level being raised. Will it stick? Maybe yes, maybe no. Should I punch them in the face, through the window? Yea, that would hurt. But that may bring behavioral consequences back on me - "uhh, yes officer, I punched her. She cut me off, and almost killed me. Why are you getting handcuffs out?" How about following her, and flattening a couple tires when she parks? Still working on this..

I reflect on the post about doing construction work for the 24 million dollar man, and his lack of understanding and lack of gratitude. He thinks everyone is trying to screw him. What is the appropriate punishment? And should we deliver it? Or should we let nature take its course? Does karma really even things out over the long haul?

Sorry for straying from the thread topic, so many aspects to think about..

My bitch; My dingle-berry company and dingle-berry boss are playing political football with my workers. We get zero raises this year, the economic crisis is to blame. Our executive management I'm sure has great fun in their circle-jerk parties, preaching their B.S. bingo words, and telling each other how freakin great they all are. Wanna bet they got raises? We spend millions on consultants to tell us all the answers. But we can't afford to give a guy another 25 cents an hour.. I counter-attack by giving my guys "non-monetary compensation" - I tell them to stay home one day a week, but fill out their time sheets as if they worked 5 days. Management is not fully aware of this tactic yet, and if they find out, my job may be at risk. But I cannot in good conscience let my guys go unrewarded. We'll see.

My belief is, you get out what you put in. Hard work is rewarded. Stupidity will eventually hurt, and will teach a lesson. It remains to be seen if the lessons are retained for any length of time.