the neighbour has left their dog in the back yard since at least 6 gonna go check and see if he is still out
I hope the doggie is okay. I recently saw a story about a doggie in Long Island that got rescued from its owner who "couldn't afford to feed it much" and had it out in the backyard. They found rocks and clothing in the dogs stomach.
So I've been having a lot of problems with Chrome recently and today I finally lost my patience. I was trying to upload a pic to photobucket and couldn't because "shockwave crashed" over and over. I don't use extensions and very few plug ins none of which conflicted with each other. I went so far as to a full reset my settings gone and it STILL didn't work. Spent like 10 minutes trying to find my damn "chrometheme" to get back to normal and it turns out - Chrome just needed to be updated. :fp:
Pet peeve: People who start a thread or comment on one purely to tell us just how much they hate a certain band or how crap they are
I just do not understand their motivations or what purpose it serves. Does it give them some weird kind of twisted enjoyment to share their negativity?
For whatever reason, it really really irritates me...
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
Maybe I'm a flirt and don't know it. Maybe the gentlemen of the boards can answer this.
I try to be nice to people. I smile a lot. I kid around with people. (As many people as I can. I kind of gauge the situation, though.)
Last year, I had an old guy hit on me. That's fine. That didn't freak me out. It was the way he did it. (It's here that I remind you that I work at an art gallery.) He came in. Needed help. I got what he needed, was writing the sale up and asked for his phone number. We are supposed to do that on every slip, but I only take it for checks and charge. He leans across the counter, points to his bare ring finger and tells me about how he isn't married. I would have loved to see the look on my face. He is a fan of the tanning bed and his teeth are overly whitened. I'll remind you that he was still leaned way across the counter.
I have personal space issues anyhow. I blame the shortness thing for that.
"No, no, no! That's not why I was asking!"
I told him that I was married and that was not why I was asking for his number. I was just asking because it was a credit card sale. I always wear my wedding ring. I know that doesn't mean a lot to some people, but it does to me.
He kept trying to give me his phone number.
"No, really. I'm good." I refused to take it.
Fast forward to today. About 5 minutes before he came in, I had a flash of memory. I was helping someone else. Not a male at all. A very pale older woman. At any rate, there he was with his old dude smile with the too much whitening and far too much tanning. He needed my help.
Crap.
"Hey! How are you today?" he asked. I did what I needed to. I was all business. I wasn't fun and joking around.
When he went to leave, he said, "You really did me a big favor last year."
He knew that I knew what he meant. "Oh really? What was that?"
"Um, uh . . . " he stammered. He thanked me and left. I could have had his creepy ass banned from the gallery. I work at a mom & pop. My boss wouldn't have hesitated to call him and ask him not to return. Thankfully, my coworker was with me. She remembered his creepiness from before.
Here's my thing. I'm nice to people. I'm not going to apologize for that. I do try to joke around and have a good time. Life would be really boring if not. Does that lead men (of all ages, including this man who could have been my father and was possibly qualifies for Medicare) to think that I'm wanting some type of relationship with them? I had another creepy customer (a younger guy) want to take me on a paid vacation to Central America after Christmas one year.
^^^ eww eww eww you just reminded me of the uber creepy people I had to help at the clinic. I'm nice, I smile...that's my fucking job, I don't care about...ugh, I can't even...yuck.
*shudder*
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
Maybe I'm a flirt and don't know it. Maybe the gentlemen of the boards can answer this.
I try to be nice to people. I smile a lot. I kid around with people. (As many people as I can. I kind of gauge the situation, though.)
Last year, I had an old guy hit on me. That's fine. That didn't freak me out. It was the way he did it. (It's here that I remind you that I work at an art gallery.) He came in. Needed help. I got what he needed, was writing the sale up and asked for his phone number. We are supposed to do that on every slip, but I only take it for checks and charge. He leans across the counter, points to his bare ring finger and tells me about how he isn't married. I would have loved to see the look on my face. He is a fan of the tanning bed and his teeth are overly whitened. I'll remind you that he was still leaned way across the counter.
I have personal space issues anyhow. I blame the shortness thing for that.
"No, no, no! That's not why I was asking!"
I told him that I was married and that was not why I was asking for his number. I was just asking because it was a credit card sale. I always wear my wedding ring. I know that doesn't mean a lot to some people, but it does to me.
He kept trying to give me his phone number.
"No, really. I'm good." I refused to take it.
Fast forward to today. About 5 minutes before he came in, I had a flash of memory. I was helping someone else. Not a male at all. A very pale older woman. At any rate, there he was with his old dude smile with the too much whitening and far too much tanning. He needed my help.
Crap.
"Hey! How are you today?" he asked. I did what I needed to. I was all business. I wasn't fun and joking around.
When he went to leave, he said, "You really did me a big favor last year."
He knew that I knew what he meant. "Oh really? What was that?"
"Um, uh . . . " he stammered. He thanked me and left. I could have had his creepy ass banned from the gallery. I work at a mom & pop. My boss wouldn't have hesitated to call him and ask him not to return. Thankfully, my coworker was with me. She remembered his creepiness from before.
Here's my thing. I'm nice to people. I'm not going to apologize for that. I do try to joke around and have a good time. Life would be really boring if not. Does that lead men (of all ages, including this man who could have been my father and was possibly qualifies for Medicare) to think that I'm wanting some type of relationship with them? I had another creepy customer (a younger guy) want to take me on a paid vacation to Central America after Christmas one year.
Do you not think maybe these people are just lonely and a friendly face draws them to you? Ultimately they sound harmless. Also the fact that he kept trying to give you his number isn't that odd when you did actually need it for your records
Of course I'm sure it doesn't seem as harmless when you're actually experiencing it! I'm just a bit naive and like to believe everyone is good and harmless at heart, until they give me serious cause to think otherwise
Maybe I'm a flirt and don't know it. Maybe the gentlemen of the boards can answer this.
I try to be nice to people. I smile a lot. I kid around with people. (As many people as I can. I kind of gauge the situation, though.)
Last year, I had an old guy hit on me. That's fine. That didn't freak me out. It was the way he did it. (It's here that I remind you that I work at an art gallery.) He came in. Needed help. I got what he needed, was writing the sale up and asked for his phone number. We are supposed to do that on every slip, but I only take it for checks and charge. He leans across the counter, points to his bare ring finger and tells me about how he isn't married. I would have loved to see the look on my face. He is a fan of the tanning bed and his teeth are overly whitened. I'll remind you that he was still leaned way across the counter.
I have personal space issues anyhow. I blame the shortness thing for that.
"No, no, no! That's not why I was asking!"
I told him that I was married and that was not why I was asking for his number. I was just asking because it was a credit card sale. I always wear my wedding ring. I know that doesn't mean a lot to some people, but it does to me.
He kept trying to give me his phone number.
"No, really. I'm good." I refused to take it.
Fast forward to today. About 5 minutes before he came in, I had a flash of memory. I was helping someone else. Not a male at all. A very pale older woman. At any rate, there he was with his old dude smile with the too much whitening and far too much tanning. He needed my help.
Crap.
"Hey! How are you today?" he asked. I did what I needed to. I was all business. I wasn't fun and joking around.
When he went to leave, he said, "You really did me a big favor last year."
He knew that I knew what he meant. "Oh really? What was that?"
"Um, uh . . . " he stammered. He thanked me and left. I could have had his creepy ass banned from the gallery. I work at a mom & pop. My boss wouldn't have hesitated to call him and ask him not to return. Thankfully, my coworker was with me. She remembered his creepiness from before.
Here's my thing. I'm nice to people. I'm not going to apologize for that. I do try to joke around and have a good time. Life would be really boring if not. Does that lead men (of all ages, including this man who could have been my father and was possibly qualifies for Medicare) to think that I'm wanting some type of relationship with them? I had another creepy customer (a younger guy) want to take me on a paid vacation to Central America after Christmas one year.
Congratulations, you've internalized victim blaming! It's not your fault or anything you've done wrong. Creeps gonna creep. One thing I'll point out is that you are a captive audience when you're at work in sales or service or whatever and those creeps know that. Some of them undoubtedly seek out those scenarios on purpose. A lot of times you'll get the lonely old person who is just looking for company. Sometimes you'll get the lonely not so old dude who turns out to be a nut job. General rule of thumb, anyone who goes out of their way to interact with an establishment's employees more than being nice and polite and friendly is probably a perv and a creep.
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
Watched my best friend graduate (and Michelle Obama was a commencement speaker!) two days ago. So happy I was able to be there for her special day--it's important to support your friends! Very proud of her. It was a great distraction from real life and the decisions I have to make.
"Sometimes you find yourself having to put all your faith in no faith."
~not a dude~
2010: MSGx2
2012: Made In America
2013: Pittsburgh, Brooklynx2, Hartford, Baltimore
2014: Leeds, Milton Keynes, Detroit
2015: Global Citizen Festival
2016: Phillyx2, MSGx2, Fenwayx2 2018: Barcelona, Wrigleyx2
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
1998 ~ Barrie
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
2013 - London, Pittsburgh, Buffalo
With the exception of waiting for the FS guy to call me back AGAIN!! ( phone tag), I got everything done today that I needed to, and am Now free to mow my Yard, and go hiking! Yay!!
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
It's really nice when someone takes a step back, looks at a situation from the other person's viewpoint, admits that they were wrong and apologizes...rather than continually denying they did anything wrong.
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
It's really nice when someone takes a step back, looks at a situation from the other person's viewpoint, admits that they were wrong and apologizes...rather than continually denying they did anything wrong.
I have a reputation to uphold. You didn't have to let everyone know I apologized for that post. Wasn't my apology enough for you. You have to gloat now also.
In seriousness glad that happened. Not enough people are either smart enough to look at it from the other side or just dont care to.
Tom Brady & Donald Trump, BFF's Fuckus rules all Rob Seattle
It's really nice when someone takes a step back, looks at a situation from the other person's viewpoint, admits that they were wrong and apologizes...rather than continually denying they did anything wrong.
I'm happy for my husband. He went to see one of his favorite bands last night, was on the rail, got to stand in front of the guitarist and FINALLY see how to play that song that has eluded him for years, walked away with a pick and some great conversations from the guitarist and many other guys who played last night. He was so excited that he just couldn't sleep.
Happy birthday, Dad. Would have been 64 today. I miss him so much, and I think this past almost year in particular. It's tough to be without the person who understands you the most in the time you need the most support.
"Sometimes you find yourself having to put all your faith in no faith."
~not a dude~
2010: MSGx2
2012: Made In America
2013: Pittsburgh, Brooklynx2, Hartford, Baltimore
2014: Leeds, Milton Keynes, Detroit
2015: Global Citizen Festival
2016: Phillyx2, MSGx2, Fenwayx2 2018: Barcelona, Wrigleyx2
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So I've been having a lot of problems with Chrome recently and today I finally lost my patience. I was trying to upload a pic to photobucket and couldn't because "shockwave crashed" over and over. I don't use extensions and very few plug ins none of which conflicted with each other. I went so far as to a full reset my settings gone and it STILL didn't work. Spent like 10 minutes trying to find my damn "chrometheme" to get back to normal and it turns out - Chrome just needed to be updated. :fp:
so annoyed at myself.
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I just do not understand their motivations or what purpose it serves. Does it give them some weird kind of twisted enjoyment to share their negativity?
For whatever reason, it really really irritates me...
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
I try to be nice to people. I smile a lot. I kid around with people. (As many people as I can. I kind of gauge the situation, though.)
Last year, I had an old guy hit on me. That's fine. That didn't freak me out. It was the way he did it. (It's here that I remind you that I work at an art gallery.) He came in. Needed help. I got what he needed, was writing the sale up and asked for his phone number. We are supposed to do that on every slip, but I only take it for checks and charge. He leans across the counter, points to his bare ring finger and tells me about how he isn't married. I would have loved to see the look on my face. He is a fan of the tanning bed and his teeth are overly whitened. I'll remind you that he was still leaned way across the counter.
I have personal space issues anyhow. I blame the shortness thing for that.
"No, no, no! That's not why I was asking!"
I told him that I was married and that was not why I was asking for his number. I was just asking because it was a credit card sale. I always wear my wedding ring. I know that doesn't mean a lot to some people, but it does to me.
He kept trying to give me his phone number.
"No, really. I'm good." I refused to take it.
Fast forward to today. About 5 minutes before he came in, I had a flash of memory. I was helping someone else. Not a male at all. A very pale older woman. At any rate, there he was with his old dude smile with the too much whitening and far too much tanning. He needed my help.
Crap.
"Hey! How are you today?" he asked. I did what I needed to. I was all business. I wasn't fun and joking around.
When he went to leave, he said, "You really did me a big favor last year."
He knew that I knew what he meant. "Oh really? What was that?"
"Um, uh . . . " he stammered. He thanked me and left. I could have had his creepy ass banned from the gallery. I work at a mom & pop. My boss wouldn't have hesitated to call him and ask him not to return. Thankfully, my coworker was with me. She remembered his creepiness from before.
Here's my thing. I'm nice to people. I'm not going to apologize for that. I do try to joke around and have a good time. Life would be really boring if not. Does that lead men (of all ages, including this man who could have been my father and was possibly qualifies for Medicare) to think that I'm wanting some type of relationship with them? I had another creepy customer (a younger guy) want to take me on a paid vacation to Central America after Christmas one year.
2016: Lexington and Wrigley 1
you just reminded me of the uber creepy people I had to help at the clinic.
I'm nice, I smile...that's my fucking job, I don't care about...ugh, I can't even...yuck.
*shudder*
- Christopher McCandless
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
Of course I'm sure it doesn't seem as harmless when you're actually experiencing it! I'm just a bit naive and like to believe everyone is good and harmless at heart, until they give me serious cause to think otherwise
LIVEFOOTSTEPS.ORG/USER/?USR=435
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
2016: Lexington and Wrigley 1
~not a dude~
2010: MSGx2
2012: Made In America
2013: Pittsburgh, Brooklynx2, Hartford, Baltimore
2014: Leeds, Milton Keynes, Detroit
2015: Global Citizen Festival
2016: Phillyx2, MSGx2, Fenwayx2
2018: Barcelona, Wrigleyx2
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
LIVEFOOTSTEPS.ORG/USER/?USR=435
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
2013 - London, Pittsburgh, Buffalo
Now free to mow my
Yard, and go hiking! Yay!!
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
- Christopher McCandless
2016: Lexington and Wrigley 1
In seriousness glad that happened. Not enough people are either smart enough to look at it from the other side or just dont care to.
Fuckus rules all
Rob
Seattle
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2016: Lexington and Wrigley 1
~not a dude~
2010: MSGx2
2012: Made In America
2013: Pittsburgh, Brooklynx2, Hartford, Baltimore
2014: Leeds, Milton Keynes, Detroit
2015: Global Citizen Festival
2016: Phillyx2, MSGx2, Fenwayx2
2018: Barcelona, Wrigleyx2
Prague Krakow Berlin 2018. Berlin 2022
EV, Taormina 1+2 2017.
I wish i was the souvenir you kept your house key on..
2010: 5/20 NY, 5/21 NY ... 2011: 6/21 EV NY, 9/3 WI, 9/4 WI ... 2012: 9/2 PA, 9/22 GA ... 2013: 10/18 NY, 10/19 NY, 10/21 PA, 10/22 PA, 10/27 MD
2015: 9/23 NY, 9/26 NY ... 2016: 4/28 PA, 4/29 PA, 5/1 NY, 5/2 NY, 6/11 TN, 8/7 MA, 11/4 TOTD PA, 11/5 TOTD PA ... 2018: 8/10 WA
2022: 9/14 NJ ... 2024: 5/28 WA, 9/7 PA, 9/9 PA ---- http://imgur.com/a/nk0s7