[QuickTidal]

Arg! My stepfather is one of those men who doesn't really believe in health care professionals (she had to force him to see a Doctor for a physical after he'd not been to one in like 20 years because he's 64 and needs to keep an eye on his health)...so when my health care worker gf and myself tell him my mom needs physio and home care folks to help her recovery he scoffs and says "does she really NEED that?"...and when she needs to be elevated head and chest in bed and we tell him she needs a foam wedge (which costs about $50) to prop her up he says "Oh I built these wood blocks and hoisted the whole upper mattress up but stuff kept sliding off so I took them out" basically dismissing the cost....ARG! So I'm getting her a foam wedge and I'm footing the bill (which is fine I have no issues helping out my mom), it's just aggravating the shit out of me that her cheap, doesn't-believe-in-health-care-stuff husband is not supporting us in this.

[Puck]

Why aren't there people on chat when one actually needs them?

[worry]

QuickTidal, on 27 September 2012 - 01:02 PM, said:

Arg! My stepfather is one of those men who doesn't really believe in health care professionals (she had to force him to see a Doctor for a physical after he'd not been to one in like 20 years because he's 64 and needs to keep an eye on his health)...so when my health care worker gf and myself tell him my mom needs physio and home care folks to help her recovery he scoffs and says "does she really NEED that?"...and when she needs to be elevated head and chest in bed and we tell him she needs a foam wedge (which costs about $50) to prop her up he says "Oh I built these wood blocks and hoisted the whole upper mattress up but stuff kept sliding off so I took them out" basically dismissing the cost....ARG! So I'm getting her a foam wedge and I'm footing the bill (which is fine I have no issues helping out my mom), it's just aggravating the shit out of me that her cheap, doesn't-believe-in-health-care-stuff husband is not supporting us in this.

Murder him, make it seem like years of health care neglect have finally done him in.

[champ]

So, I moved recently, man that was a fun day...

My mate, who for this I will call Dumbass - you will see why (but that's an affectionate term) - was moving in with his lass and I had got my own place, we had done what we do best and hadn't started packing till the night before, anyway, the morning of the move comes and we got to motor as we're on a time limit here...

We need to go collect the van we've hired for the day, Dumbass claims to know where we are going so off we trundle and yes, he gets lost. No worry, my mate has his satnav, alas, been Dumbass, he hasn't charged it, dead to the world it is! No worry, out comes my phone, alas my 3G is playing funny buggers turning on and off so been typical blokes we drive around for a while - not asking directions - and find the place half an hour late.

We get the van and rapid-dash off up the motorway... right into a traffic jam - Gah! - there has been a coach crash and we are stuck for twenty minutes wallowing along, getting outpaced by a snail I am sure.

Finally get back and decide to load up the sofa first, it's a big assed corner sofa that, at least, splits in two, one nice and square, one unfortunately has the dimensions of the Titanic hull... we toil to get the Titanic out of the house - fuck knows how the delivery guys got it in - and we load it in the van and off we shot to my new place.

And Dumbass, reversing the hire van up to my driveway crashes into the fence and knocks off the side panel bumper...

Anyway, at the new place the living room is upstairs with a corner to turn to get onto the stairs. Well fuck me, I get shudders thinking of that battle.

There is three of us now, another mate has turned up to task, the first part, the nicely designed, nicely shaped section goes up around the corner with some effort and we - just - manage to get it in the room... now for the true test, the Titanic vs three removals amateurs! God dammit, we must have spent an hour of unexplainable struggle and strife to get that motha fucker around that motha fucking corner and it just wouldn't go... upside down, back to front, different angles in the air, half one way and attempting a pivot - which happened to pin two of us - but no-uh, it wasn't having any of it!

Pragmatic approach, half is in for now so at least there is a seat and we are on a time limit here, no choice but to abandon ship and we decide to store it at Dumbass's ladies place - yes without telling her as she would go total apeshit but fortunately she is at work - so again, in the van and off we shoot, battle commences and again we are humbled in defeat, also scoring her roof in the hall way with a black smudge (don't ask) so covert hiding the fuckupance from her wasn't an option for him (serves him right). Only option is to store the Titanic in my other mates garage for now where that fucker is getting sold on Gum Tree...

Anyway we finally kick some ass and 16:00 comes, we've got the majority of the major shit moved, we just need to get rid of some furniture at the tip. The van has to go back at 18:00. The tip closes at 17:00.

We run around like idiots filling up the van and shoot off to the tip, pull up outside with ten minutes to go and it turns out Dumbass has forgotten to print off the the pass to allow us to drop the junk... So with the tip closing in ten minutes we have no chance to get back in time, we've got a van full of shit and the van has to be returned in an hour and ten, we've got no place to put the rubbish...

Call the hire place and ask to extend the van - pig ignorant fuckers - as we had hired the van online they would only allow to extend it online, stonewall, no help. So obviously we have packed up the modem etc, again we run around like idiots and locate what we need, Dumbass goes to extend it and it turns out that we already had the van for 24hours, it was him that had set the return time as 18:00 and not the hire place... Gah!

After all that I have to unpack all my belongings and set my alarm for 6am the next day so we can get to the tip in time, unload the van and get some super glue to repair the van paneling ha!

Yeh, definitely a fun day!

[King Lear]

Puck, on 27 September 2012 - 04:11 PM, said:

Why aren't there people on chat when one actually needs them?

Because it's 4am

I have holidays now though so I shall be on chat at ridiculous hours of the night for a week or two!

[MTS]

Why did I do so many tequila shots last night...

[amphibian]

champ, on 27 September 2012 - 08:41 PM, said:

[MOVING HOUSE STUFF]

After all that I have to unpack all my belongings and set my alarm for 6am the next day so we can get to the tip in time, unload the van and get some super glue to repair the van paneling ha!

You probably can do a good post-mortem on your fuck-ups on moving day later, so I won't bother with that. For the unpacking and stuff, go out in the morning, after you get the van and get enough take-out food for a heavy lunch and a heavy dinner. Perhaps beer too. You will really appreciate the ready to go food when you are effin' hungry and have been moving shit around all day.

Also, set up your bedroom and bathroom first. The living room and so on can come later. You want that new place feeling like home sooner, rather than later. Good luck.

[Loki]

Bile. Lots and lots of bile.

[Tsundoku]

Hawthorn's inaccuracy in front of goal cost them the AFL Grand Final.

Gutted.

[Adjutant Stormy~]

I just watched 3 back-to-back commercials for internet site to sell my iPhone.

Which for me raised 3 questions:

1) who the fuck started all of these sites?
2) how do they have a market (considering they reek of scam-city, and everyone old enough of tech-incompetent enough shouldn't have a smartphone)
3) how is there enough of a market for SEVERAL IDENTICAL businesses?

[Dr Trouble]

Sombra, on 29 September 2012 - 07:21 AM, said:

Hawthorn's inaccuracy in front of goal cost them the AFL Grand Final.

Gutted.

I know that feel.

Fucking Sydney. I hate them so much

[Ain't_It_Just_]

So goddamn sick of staying in. This was meant to be my week's break, and nothing has happened. Actually glad to go back Monday.

[Silencer]

I am in excess of ten hours overtime this week. I have nearly reached 3 additional shifts' worth of work. Holy shitballs. I. Am. TIRED. @_@

A friend now wants me to get up at like 8am tomorrow morning to go and run around playing airsoft with him...and I'm losing an extra hour's sleep to fucking daylight savings tonight. TIRED.

[Loki]

Silencer, on 29 September 2012 - 01:31 PM, said:

I am in excess of ten hours overtime this week. I have nearly reached 3 additional shifts' worth of work. Holy shitballs. I. Am. TIRED. @_@

A friend now wants me to get up at like 8am tomorrow morning to go and run around playing airsoft with him...and I'm losing an extra hour's sleep to fucking daylight savings tonight. TIRED.

Yes, but MONEY!

[Gust Hubb]

I get tired of people who get kicks out maliciousness.

[worry]

Me too, I hope they all die slow painful deaths.

[Tiste Simeon]

Flipping heck its now 2:30 am & I just finished a nice 12 hour shift. Got some good overtime,sure but what is messing with my groove is that my next shift is about 7 hours away. And I'm a bit wired-not at all sleepy! Blergh

[Puck]

Stupidity personified is back home. So, not even having breakfast in peace is possible.

[Tsundoku]

Dear God/Universe/Gaia/whatever the fuck you are,

Thanks for giving me not one but TWO losing grand finals this weekend. Would you prefer it if I stuck my head out the window to make it that little bit easier for you to urinate on my hopes and dreams? Oh, that's right, you already did that earlier in the year. But if I did it while driving, maybe some kind oncoming driver would show me some mercy at a combined speed of 200km/h ...

Fuck you too.

This post has been edited by Sombra: 30 September 2012 - 09:20 AM

[MTS]

Computer randomly BSOD'd while I was playing Borderlands 2, and as a result my save file was corrupted.