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

[Artemis]

Rough sleeping of late. Nightmares are back on the upsurge.

 

Blah, memories. Leave me alone.

[Pseudonym]

Is it nighttime there at the moment? Morning here, I'm in the office and bored. 

[Artemis]

Night/early morning. 4:50 AM, currently.

 

What is the nature of your work, Pseud (if you're comfortable answering)?

[Pseudonym]

I wish alcohol didn't make me say such stupid things. For some reason I randomly keep thinking about things I've said and cringing. 

[Artemis]

I do that often enough without the aid of alcohol, lol.

[Pseudonym]

Well yea, me too, but in a different way. For example I remember years ago earnestly telling one of my best friends that I was going to get a boob job and become a stripper. He thought it was hilarious and kept reminding me of it for months afterwards. I can see the funny side of it now, but the similar stupid things I said to my friend a couple of weeks ago are still just cringey. 

[Boton]

The dog will not poop in front of me.  This is becoming rather a big deal around here.  He'll do both parts of his business outside for my hubby, but if I walk him, he takes a whiz and then begs to be let back inside. He has a spot that is OK to go in our semi-heated transitional room, but I'd rather he do the stinky business outside.  But this morning he did it behind the chair in my office, because I left the room to get a cup of coffee.  I can't reward good behavior on this guy, because he never lets me see him do his business in the right spot so I can do that.  

 

Sigh.

[T.o.b.y]

The dog will not poop in front of me. This is becoming rather a big deal around here. He'll do both parts of his business outside for my hubby, but if I walk him, he takes a whiz and then begs to be let back inside. He has a spot that is OK to go in our semi-heated transitional room, but I'd rather he do the stinky business outside. But this morning he did it behind the chair in my office, because I left the room to get a cup of coffee. I can't reward good behavior on this guy, because he never lets me see him do his business in the right spot so I can do that.

 

Sigh.

Sorry for laughing but I am right now.

 

How about you and your husband take him out together and you praise him when he does his business?

[Pseudonym]

I laughed too, just the matter of fact tone of that first sentence.  :lol:

[T.o.b.y]

Yesterday, I saw a girl downtown shivering with cold and I was beginning to feel sorry for her when I noticed that she was wearing super distressed jeans with whole chunks of fabric missing here and there, exposing her bare skin to the elements. Her other clothes and phone indicated that this was a fashion statement rather than the result of poverty.

 

It was literally freezing outside. I wonder what she paid for this 100% non-functional piece of clothing and why she decided to wear it in that weather.

 

I understand if she likes the aesthetic (I don't but tastes differ) but was there really no way the fashion industry would let her feel pretty and comfortable at the same time?

[Pseudonym]

I have ripped jeans, I do like the aesthetic, but I either don't wear them in winter or wear tights underneath. Maybe she's learnt her lesson now?

[T.o.b.y]

I dunno. It just looked so weird. Affluent, stylish and miserable. Like something, somewhere, had gone terribly wrong.

[Pseudonym]

Well yea, she was stupid wearing them in December without any other layers, definitely agree there. 

 

A while ago we had someone come in and help with a stock take. I was glad I didn't have to do it. However, whilst counting everything he also decided to 'tidy,' which means I can't find anything. People are ordering things and none of the stock is where it should be, yesterday my brother spent over an hour looking for something that I'd spent an hour the day before looking for, only for him to eventually discover it hidden in the bottom of a box. I'm now wasting more time hunting for a big roll of metal mesh that he appears to have 'put away neatly.' AARGHHHHH. And that's not to mention all the heavy things that have been moved onto the top shelf, over my head, where they will brain me if I try to get something out. 

[T.o.b.y]

Oh no! I absolutely hate that sort of thing, I get annoyed just by my mom trying to help out and putting my dishes away wrong. Poor you!

[Van Buren Supernova]

@poopy doggy

You can punish him for not pooping at the right place though.

 

XD while he treats you like a lady by not pooping in front of you, in dog language, I think maybe he doesn't trust you as much as he trusts your husband.

Dog makes eye contact when they poop because they feel safe you are around when they are vulnerable with their asses hanging there. So by not wanting to do that, he probably doesn't really trust you with that intimate matter yet.

XD XD

 

Spend more time walking him with or without your husband and regret the decision later when those doggy bags are finally useful. :D

[Boton]

 

The dog will not poop in front of me. This is becoming rather a big deal around here. He'll do both parts of his business outside for my hubby, but if I walk him, he takes a whiz and then begs to be let back inside. He has a spot that is OK to go in our semi-heated transitional room, but I'd rather he do the stinky business outside. But this morning he did it behind the chair in my office, because I left the room to get a cup of coffee. I can't reward good behavior on this guy, because he never lets me see him do his business in the right spot so I can do that.

 

Sigh.

Sorry for laughing but I am right now.

 

How about you and your husband take him out together and you praise him when he does his business?

 

 

Not a bad idea.  Also, since we have a very well fenced back yard, he is now getting some "private time" first thing in the morning to see if he will take advantage of the opportunity.  

 

We've just started leash training him.  He is very good when he is with me alone.  He almost heels, he will stop at any intersection on command and wait to be allowed into it, and he keeps up and even encourages a good pace, which is what I want.  But even with that long of a walk, he doesn't stop to do his business on the walk and doesn't do it when he gets home.  Silly dog.

 

Anyway, I guess we'll figure it out.  This dog is about 75% sweetness and 25% WTF.

[Boton]

I have ripped jeans, I do like the aesthetic, but I either don't wear them in winter or wear tights underneath. Maybe she's learnt her lesson now?

 

Oh, remember the 80s, when you worked so hard to get your jeans all artfully ripped and then wore running tights under them?  I kind of liked that look, TBH.

[Carol the Dabbler]

A while ago we had someone come in and help with a stock take. I was glad I didn't have to do it. However, whilst counting everything he also decided to 'tidy,' which means I can't find anything. People are ordering things and none of the stock is where it should be, yesterday my brother spent over an hour looking for something that I'd spent an hour the day before looking for, only for him to eventually discover it hidden in the bottom of a box. I'm now wasting more time hunting for a big roll of metal mesh that he appears to have 'put away neatly.' AARGHHHHH. And that's not to mention all the heavy things that have been moved onto the top shelf, over my head, where they will brain me if I try to get something out. 

 

This is precisely why I will NOT let Alex "tidy up" any areas of the house that I use.  I love the man dearly, but apparently his concept of "put away" is roughly synonymous with my concept of "hide."  (I wouldn't mind quite so much if, later on, he could at least tell me where he put whatever it is that I'm fruitlessly looking for.)

 

In all fairness, he would probably point out that my concept of "put away" seems to be somewhat deficient!  :P  (But in self-defense, I shall rebut that at least I know where things are. :P )

[Carol the Dabbler]

Regarding the anal-retentive dog -- I think someone a few posts back mentioned looking at him, and that may be the key.  Some animals (including humans, come to think of it) can feel threatened if they're stared at.

 

Boton, do you watch the dog while he's (not) pooping?  And does your husband?  Especially if your answers are "yes" and "no" respectively, it might be worth looking the other way, just keeping tabs out of the corner of your eye (so you'll know if/when he does his business, so you can promptly tell him what a wonderful doggie he is).

[Pseudonym]

'Anal-retentive dog.'  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

[Carol the Dabbler]

And regarding the torn-jeans look in freezing weather:

 

I remember (not fondly) when one was still expected to wear a skirt to work, and everyone under a certain age (not just the fashion plates) was wearing mini-skirts.  Even "full-length" winter coats ended well above the knee.  So about the best one could do was to wear tights (in the American sense: like leggings with feet) and boots (and it was hard to find warm boots that looked like something one would actually wear to work).  Standing on a windy street corner waiting for the bus was no fun, lemme tell ya!

 

Thank goodness I don't give a damn about that sort of thing any more (and seems like very few other people do either).

[Pseudonym]

I've been living in thick fleece lined nordic patterned leggings for a few weeks. They are pretty much the polar opposite to my usual style, but so comfy and cosy it feels like I'm wearing pyjamas to work - not to mention the fact I'm wearing so many layers on top I can also get away with being braless, and it definitely feels like I'm just out and about in my pyjamas. Apologies if that's TMI. 

 

Worst thing about mini skirts is when you also have a messenger bag, and as you walk it drags the skirt higher and higher until you're flashing. I drove past someone the other day who either didn't notice, or was literally past caring, and actually had a full bum cheek on display. 

[Pseudonym]

Eurgh, from one company to another company this email line is a bit grossly needy. 

 

'I see that you haven't placed an order with us in a while, have we done something wrong to upset you?'

[Van Buren Supernova]

Good god, such a emotional clingy ex.

 

 

You know those shirts with top buttons, and you are too lazy to unbutton some, confident that your huge head could fit through the neck hole, get stuck and frantically waving your hands NOW trying to unbutton and it's really not easy?

 

Yup, never happens to me.

[Pseudonym]

... You're typing whilst half stuck in a shirt, aren't you?