Post something good that happened today, Parts Two

[WolFish]

it was a temperature where the air conditioner did not have to be on.

["couldbecousin"]

I can look froward to three days off!   

  I'm beginning my two days off.  Enjoy! 

[rock hound]

I can look froward to three days off!   

  I'm beginning my two days off.  Enjoy! 

I will!   

Got the laundry done, deposited my work check in our account, hung up on a robo call telemarketer!   

[Lestat]

Fucking hate phone spammers. Dickheads, really sad, greedy, pathetic dickholes.

The biggest pisstake is when they complain 'buuuuutt...buut I'm JUST doing my job!'

Because they should have thought about the reception they would get, before calling me, and indeed before taking a 'job' like that working for the kind of spam-peddling filth that employ them. If they can't take the heat, then they should take their faces away from the fire before someone jams it in there with a foot on the back of their neck, so to speak.

Because when the telemasturbator is a living entity (I won't sully the terms 'person' or 'human being' by befouling them with such an association) and I get called up, day after day after day, fuckwit after dipshit after pestilent bag of dogshit after cretin. Then, well, lets just say I get very fed up of it. Have even had the bastards call up at near 8am before. And when I get cranky because of such liberties being taken then I'm not inclined to be particularly pleasantly disposed to them. My general response is to tear strips off the bugger calling, and rip them to shreds.

Although occasionally I change tack and play things a little more subtly, and just have them wait, repeatedly failing to take down their phone number accurately and read out the wrong one, play it thick as shit, putting on a slight arab accent and affecting crap english (not of use if the caller sounds like a towelhead of course), especially useful if the caller sounds as though they are coming from a southeast asian country and already has an obvious linguistic disconnect between english and whatever they natively speak, so things get doubly confusing for them, but I let them think they are likely to get a sale. And keep them hanging for as long as possible, to rack up big phone bills for them

[rock hound]

Fucking hate phone spammers. Dickheads, really sad, greedy, pathetic dickholes.

The biggest pisstake is when they complain 'buuuuutt...buut I'm JUST doing my job!'

Because they should have thought about the reception they would get, before calling me, and indeed before taking a 'job' like that working for the kind of spam-peddling filth that employ them. If they can't take the heat, then they should take their faces away from the fire before someone jams it in there with a foot on the back of their neck, so to speak.

Because when the telemasturbator is a living entity (I won't sully the terms 'person' or 'human being' by befouling them with such an association) and I get called up, day after day after day, fuckwit after dipshit after pestilent bag of dogshit after cretin. Then, well, lets just say I get very fed up of it. Have even had the bastards call up at near 8am before. And when I get cranky because of such liberties being taken then I'm not inclined to be particularly pleasantly disposed to them. My general response is to tear strips off the bugger calling, and rip them to shreds.

Although occasionally I change tack and play things a little more subtly, and just have them wait, repeatedly failing to take down their phone number accurately and read out the wrong one, play it thick as shit, putting on a slight arab accent and affecting crap english (not of use if the caller sounds like a towelhead of course), especially useful if the caller sounds as though they are coming from a southeast asian country and already has an obvious linguistic disconnect between english and whatever they natively speak, so things get doubly confusing for them, but I let them think they are likely to get a sale. And keep them hanging for as long as possible, to rack up big phone bills for them

I like the way you think!   

[odeon]

Coffee happened.

I don't understand how people who don't drink coffee get by without killing anyone.

[WolFish]

We drink lots of tea.

packed up to go home today. everything fit with room to spare, and i won't be violating any canadian sensitivities by bringing things they don't like over the border. the things they dislike most are meat, fruit, plants and drugs.

["couldbecousin"]

Coffee happened.

I don't understand how people who don't drink coffee get by without killing anyone.

  Coffee is happening here right now.    Don't know how I went my first 31 years without.

[Lestat]

A package just arrived in the mail for me:)

LETTERS I can't say as I am too enthusiastic about, because they can as easily be something I don't wish to hear as something I do. More so possibly.

But parcels are good. People don't send bad news or demands in boxes.

[odeon]

My favourite dog is visiting.

[rock hound]

Feeling pretty good.

["couldbecousin"]

My favourite dog is visiting.

  Whose dog, and what breed?   

[odeon]

My favourite dog is visiting.

  Whose dog, and what breed?   

My sister-in-law's, a Bichon Havanese. Like this one:

[Lestat]

I'm not a dog person, I'm really not. All that slobber, that simple-headed slavishness even to abusive 'owners' (ugh, I fucking despise pieces of shit who abuse animals, thats one thing that will reliably press my black-rage-button. With a lump hammer. Until said button has been pressed so far down that it pops right out the other side. Its one reason that sadly, I could never work in most research laboratories, other than my own or those of fellow bees), the need to be walked on a lead rather than taking themselves for a walk, the leaving everywhere pissed and beshitten (and don't even get me started about their stopping to bag their turd up and then not bothering taking it home, or even dumping it in a red bin, but hanging the bags from the low-to-medium hanging branches/twigs of bushes, hedges and trees; the inconsiderate furry bastards) And then theres the SOCIAL. Ew. And the noise, with them barking at all hours, especially irritating in the summertime when its been scorching hot at night so I've had the windows left open to let out some heat.

I'm through and through, a cat person. And why can be excellently put in a nutshell by the expression 'dogs have owners, cats have staff':D and cats are cute too; although I've had all manner of other kinds of pets. From various wounded and rescued birds (wounded that is by things or events other than myself, I didn't mean that I did it to capture them, I didn't and wouldn't either, although I'd hope everyone here knows that of me by now) to lizards to leeches, widow spiders, even a baby hedgehog that I found one winter, too young to have survived hibernation, poor tiny thing was emaciated and freezing cold, barely let out a squeak when I scooped the little wee mite up, took off my shirt and made sure the little one was all wrapped up warm whilst I carried the little hedgehog-parcel back to my place and got some food and water ready, and rigged up a nest-box lined with soft and comfortable materials. I forget what I used for bedding and breakfast the first time chow-time came* although IIRC it was dog food once I could go and get some.

*(for the hedgehog, I mean..although it was quite some time ago so I haven't the faintest what *I* ate either. Although  I am pretty sure it wasn't dog food:P
For some reason, I don't find it particularly appealing)

["couldbecousin"]

My favourite dog is visiting.

  Whose dog, and what breed?   

My sister-in-law's, a Bichon Havanese. Like this one:

  What a sweet little face, I can see why this is your fave.