upstairs neighbor sounds like she is dropping dumb bells on her floor (our ceiling) in the middle of the night. Wen't up to complain but she refused to answer the door or even acknowledge we were knocking although we could hear her very loud TV. Complained to doorman and asked him to call her and his response was, "can't be her. She is a nice quite lady in her 50s." Well then who the hell is making the effin noise and keeping us up all night?
Pushups coming: the nice quiet lady in her 50s and the doorman, that's who.
I just really do not like my job at the moment. Again.
I'm really tired of self-righteous, middle-aged folk that try to be my 'buddy', then throw me under the bus, because they fucked up and can't own up to it. He talks to me about Jesus and how he goes to church and is guided by Christ, and donates to charities, and started from the bottom now he's here. Apparently Christ didn't guide him to the fucking paperwork sitting on his desk that he swears he gave to me...and as a result of not giving it to me, his guys didn't get paid. But that's ok, because I have to drop everything I'm doing and fix his screw up, so that his guys don't get pissed. Paperwork still on his desk, berating me with "why didn't you do this, I gave you the papers. I hand-wrote them. They were on your desk. I hand-wrote them. You lost them."
Ok. Whatever.
-Dustin
So I've had this dull ache and detectable mass on my left pecan for a while. Not wanting to stress my family (esp my worrysome wife) out ahead of our upcoming 20th anniversary vacation, I discreetly make appointment with urologist and everything checks out ok. I mistakenly disclose to her my ordeal -- why I didn't say anything and that I did the responsible thing -- but now she's pushing me to make appointments for second opinions, getting colon and prostate checked, bloodwork, etc... I expected this (her entire family is worry-wired the same way), but damn my even-keeledness is getting stressed unnecessarily.
Having an appointment this afternoon so I couldn't ride to work.
Total FWP
Matt Moore
After an hour and a half in traffic this morning, I only made it about 50% of the way there, my A/C stops working again. The last time I took it to the shop they couldn't diagnose it because it had started working again. So today I didn't touch it so they could see the blinking light and hot air and drove straight to the shop with no A/C. 30 minutes later I'm at the shop, totally soaked with sweat and missing all my meetings this morning. And I'm hungry and don't want vending machine lunch but who knows how long I'll be here.
Our society seems to lack that 'hope for a better future' that permeated the air when I was growing up.
Was hoping to get the Kirk back on the road this past weekend once I got the new fork mounted. That job has been completed successfully but in tuning up the bike after I discovered that the FD cage cross member was broken.
Insert the word Allah for the word Christ or Jesus. Insert the word mosque for the word church.
Then sit back while this community caves your head in for being anti Muslim. But, disrespecting Christians and their religion is fair game, apparently.
Really, I don't know you from the man on the moon. If you are or are not religious, hate or love religious people or don't give a flip, it's a free country and can think what you like. I'm just not sure what religion has to do with this guy. Strip away the religious parts of your grump, and it appears the guy is just a lousy employee.
Auk's words to live by:
Blow up and pin a picture of M. Bartoli on your wall. When you achieve that position, stop. Until then, stretch, ride, stretch, ride, eat less, and ride more.
"As an homage to the EPOdays of yore- I'd find the world's last remaining pair of 40cm ergonomic drop bars.....i think everyone who ever liked those handlebars in that shape and in that width is either dead of a drug overdose, works in the Schaerbeek mattress factory now and weighs 300 pounds or is Dr. Davey Bruylandts...who for all I know is doing both of those things." - Jerk
Anti-grump follow up. My service advisor is awesome. He squeezed me in with no appointment and also had them do a service that would have been due in a few weeks anyway. 2 hours later I was on the road with working A/C, one less errand to do, and an afternoon with almost no meetings. Today just went from Thursday to Friday real fast.
From the Kindle Edition of "What's chapping my @ss today?"
Chapper 1, Finding the Right Apartment
[... whining deleted ...]
Lesson learned:
The only rentals that open up in Chicago are the ones that someone couldn't stand, or couldn't afford.
Our Ahab ended up with the latter.
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The righteous folk comments reminded me of something - I won't judge her because it's between her and her Lord, but...
Nextdoor neighbors: young(er) couple, separate kids from previous marriages.
- Last year they were yet to be married, but she pulls her two kids* from public school and gets single mom financial assistance to send them to a private Christian school.
- Her Facebook page suddenly becomes less about girls nights out and more about God's grace and scripture (despite still letting her academically struggling, feral kids rove the neighborhood while she goes out to have fun)
- Big wedding early this March - planning seemed fast & furious but all Glory be to God...
- Three weeks after her wedding she announces she's 3 weeks pregnant to the world (FB at least)...
- Baby is "due" in December but she looks to be 6 months along and is waddling so I'm expecting a "miracle" 9 pound premie born sometime end of September
The whole face-saving charade would be comical if her feral son wouldn't have spray painted his bicycle ON MY FRONT LAWN.
I'm not judging, though. I'm an artist - I get paid to observe... :)
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