Shoot the Wall (A.K.A. The Rant Thread)

[T.o.b.y]

:-D Yelling "CARROTS!" in public could become like our war cry. You do that in a crowded area and if there's anybody who does not call the police and report a dangerous lunatic running free you know you've found another Sherlock fan...

[Arcadia]

 

This could be a thing! We could start giving carrots as gifts. People will think we're being nice when we're actually insulting them.

 

Oh man, it just started POURING rain. Hope I didn't leave something important outside.

[Pseudonym]

Omg, what have I done?

 

Incidentally, I didn't know a baby carrot was a normal carrot shaved. I thought it was just harvested earlier so it hadn't grown as big. 

[Arcadia]

Me neither.

[SherlockedCAMPer]

Baby carrots are smaller carrots, just not necessarily harvested earlier. I watched the process once and it wasn't the full sized carrots we're used to trimmed down (big waste of carrot that would be) but there is some trimming done.

[Pseudonym]

Ah, there we are then! I might try growing carrots next year. 

 

This conversation is looking like it might get as detailed as the tea conversation at this rate!

[Van Buren Supernova]

Nowadays, baby carrots are made from skinnier carrots that are purposely grown closely together to get smaller diameters, but still need shaving down to baby carrot size that we know. They are also bred to be coreless and sweeter.

 

The origin of baby carrots are from mishapen and 'ugly' carrots. They were being rejected and seen unfit for sale that there were so much wastage eventhough the farmers tried to make use of them. One farmer tried the peeling method in attempt to make those rejected carrots sellable again and baby carrot was born with overwhelming responses. If I remember correctly, this actually saved carrot industry.

 

Again, since I'm immature, let me share a picture of what would be categorized as misshapen carrot that I found in very traditional market somewhere, that makes me giggle like an idiot everytime I see it. XD

 

 

 

And since I'm not available to flirt anymore, you guys, feel free to use that fact as the great flirting method. Don't forget the eyebrow's twitching! It's so great that I don't even need to say good luck.

[Carol the Dabbler]

Though even before that, there were true baby carrots, picked young and tender, similarly to the tiny baby, umm, what is it, patty-pan squash? -- that are apparently popular in gourmet circles.  I suspect it's actually showing off, like hey, we could have let this little fella get big enough for an actual mouthful (with some actual flavor), but we just wanted to show you that we're too fancy to care about real food.

 

Some gardeners like to grow carrots till they're jus.t big enough to taste good, then serve them as special treats.

[Arcadia]

Again, since I'm immature, let me share a picture of what would be categorized as misshapen carrot that I found in very traditional market somewhere, that makes me giggle like an idiot everytime I see it. XD

 

 

I knew what that carrot was going to look like even before I looked. Needless to say, I was not disappointed.

[Van Buren Supernova]

I have to admit that I made fun of the carrot's size and the unfortunate location of the leftover soil.

[Pseudonym]

Oh god, so bloody annoyed. We had a bank holiday weekend, which means I wasn't in work on Monday and now have sh*tloads to catch up on. I've spent all morning packing orders and trying to catch up and now need to go to the post office to post everything, however two of the large orders are being picked up by a courier and so I also need to be in the office for the pickup. I go and ask my brother, owner of the company, to keep an eye out for the courier so I can can post everything else, and he's clearing out the attic and huffs 'I can try.' Okay, first off, will it kill you to come down the attic for 5-10 f***ing minutes to keep an eye out? Secondly, you're obviously not going to get down in time if you do happen to hear them arrive. Thirdly YOU promised YOUR customer his stuff would be picked up today and received tomorrow, so YOU should ensure that it is by taking a few minutes out of your cleaning plans. And fourthly, why the hell am I the one who seems to care more about ensuring things are done properly when it's not my company, I should be the one who's blase about sending things and you should be the one who ensures it's done, not the other way around. And finally, don't act like I'm the one being awkward and a pain in the arse when I am the one who's actually trying to do my f***ing job properly. 

[Carol the Dabbler]

Your brother sounds like the sort of person who -- once he gets started on something -- is incapable of even thinking about anything else.  I know how frustrating it can be to (try to) deal with such a person!  Sorry I don't know any easy solution.

[Pseudonym]

I've just had to sit here with a pile of parcels next to me for hours, courier just turned up, but the cut off point for the post office has also just gone. 

[Pseudonym]

I had a bad afternoon yesterday, you ever have one of those days where one thing goes wrong after another, until you're getting increasingly enraged. I was so angry by the time I got home - most things that went wrong were minor in the grand scheme of things, but when they happened all in a row I was furious! And I have yet more problems with my car - I hate this car so much. When my last one died I bought my parents car off them because they wanted to change it for a bigger one, and 'we know there's nothing wrong with it.' Well. I have had nothing but problems from the time I got it. It's like I'm cursed. It had a problem with the wheel bearing, with the tracking, two bulbs have blown. Most recently it had an alert on the dash about the battery in the keyfob. So I dutifully got a new battery, put it in the keyfob, and now the key won't work. Got another battery in case that was faulty, tried my spare key, but no, my car will no longer recognise the key. I can still drive luckily, but the way the car is stupidly set up the only door you can lock manually is the drivers side, meaning the passenger side and boot are left unlocked. My car is parked on a main road, I can't just leave it unlocked. Then I tried asking my folks if the auto locking would lock the doors automatically if I left it - and that conversation enraged me even more - I didn't want to ring because I knew I would end up shouting, not because I blamed them but because I was already so angry, so I tried to text, but kept getting texts back from my mother saying she didn't know what I meant - God knows why, it was a straight forward question, 'will the doors lock automatically, yes or no?' Absolutely fuming I did end up ringing since she left me with no choice, but luckily it was my Dad who answered, and I feel bad for snarling at him but he's more laid back than my mother so it didn't devolve into a huge argument. After much irritation, him insisting there is a lock on the inside of the passenger door, which there isn't, the final conclusion was he didn't have an answer about the autolock. As it turns out, in the height of stupid design the doors don't lock, the auto lock only kicks in when you're in the car - how bloody useless is that?! And so now I am left, yet again, with a pretty useless car that I can't take anywhere because the doors don't lock. I did manage to lock it last night by having the window open, leaning into the car to press the autolock button, and then pressing the window close button, grabbing the key out of the ignition and getting back out of the window before it shut on me - tricky and not something I can do everyday! I was supposed to be going on a hike today followed by a nice pub meal, but I've had to cancel since I've managed to lock the sodding thing I don't want to move it until I absolutely have to. What an utter pain in the a*se. Yet again.  

[Arcadia]

Yes I have had days like that and far too many of them recently. I know the real problem is something else, which I can't do anything about except learn to cope with it. So far, though, I just have meltdowns instead. Which is equally useless. Alas, I have no suggestions how to deal with it. If I could afford it, which I can't, I'd hire someone to take care of certain things for me so I don't feel so overwhelmed. Oh well, a girl can dream.

 

What you describe is why I never want anything automatic on my cars, except for the shift. Just one more expensive thing to break down, imo. I fear the day I have to replace my current car. It's a peach. Except the locks work funny on it too. Must be a millennial thing.

[Carol the Dabbler]

There is no manual lock on the inside of the passenger door???!

 

Better take the darn thing to a repair shop. They should be able to do something (at least show you a work-around) pretty quickly, and if there's a repair shop where you regularly do business, they should be able to do something right away.

[Pseudonym]

I feel like I'm undergoing Chinese water torture. A real pet peeve of mine is loud yawning, when people make a groany yodelling noise to emphasis the fact they are yawning. It really, really grates on my nerves. And right now my brother is downstairs loud yawning every fifteen minutes or so and had been doing so for the last couple of hours. I feel like I'm developing a twitch.

[Carol the Dabbler]

You could try -- oh, I dunno -- stuffing a pillow in his mouth?

 

Any chance you could wear earplugs?  Or would it interfere with doing your job?

[Pseudonym]

Normally I'd stuff my ear buds in but they broke the other day. :(

[Fantasy Lover]

*grumble grumble* mothers! *grumble grumble* I spent this weekend at my mom's place because we would go to a distant zoo and otherwise it would be too chaotic. My mom had a surprise for me, there was a BBQ organised in the neighbourhood and I was her plus one -_-. God, I hate socialising and making small talk. It was 23.30 when I got home and I'm someone who need my sleep, but because we went to that distant zoo I had to get up early and now I'm stuck with a cold!

 

So I tried out a doctor who lives closer to me then my regular doctor.... never again! When it was my turn, I described my symptoms and he literally asked me "then why are you here?" To get a doctor's note why else would I be here you incompetent wanker?!

[Doe]

*grumble grumble* mothers! *grumble grumble* I spent this weekend at my mom's place because we would go to a distant zoo and otherwise it would be too chaotic. My mom had a surprise for me, there was a BBQ organised in the neighbourhood and I was her plus one -_-. God, I hate socialising and making small talk. It was 23.30 when I got home and I'm someone who need my sleep, but because we went to that distant zoo I had to get up early and now I'm stuck with a cold!

 

So I tried out a doctor who lives closer to me then my regular doctor.... never again! When it was my turn, I described my symptoms and he literally asked me "then why are you here?" To get a doctor's note why else would I be here you incompetent wanker?!

I am sorry my dear and I am angry about your incompetent wanker!

[Fantasy Lover]

Aaaaargh :angry: I'm going to have a new social worker, AGAIN! I'm so sick and tired of repeatedly having a new one, introducing myself over and over again and when I'm finally used to the new social worker I have to say goodbye!

[Carol the Dabbler]

Sounds awkward!  :(

[Arcadia]

Yeah, that's tough. I think social work is a field where it's hard to retain staff, which is a shame because it's not good for the clients. *sigh*

[Artemis]

The opening song from "The Court Jester" has been stuck in my head for about two weeks, and will not get out.

 

 

I love that movie, but go away now!