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Moths. I really hate these little winged fellows. No matter how many of the little bastards I kill every night there are always more the next night to land on my computer screen and walk across its surface. At first it was just a petty annoyance and I would just bat them away, not wanting to kill them. Now it has become an all out bloodbath and I'm a split hair away from feeding these fluttering bastards to my crawfish.
Punks. One ran my car over today. I'm driving in my little 2002 VW TDI Jetta into a shopping center and see a good parking spot, next thing I know a big ass Dodge 4x4 cruises down the road in the wrong direction cuts me off and parks in the spot I had spotted. I didn't particularly care, clearly this big ass truck had a more urgent need for that parking space. So I pull up past the spot and sit there waiting for the person in front of me to stop being polite while someone backs out so they can swoop in and get a really good parking spot. As I am sitting here the Dodge 4x4 throws it into reverse and starts moving towards the front of my car. I can't go forward (Buick waiting to park), I can't go backward (pedestrians), and I can't go sideways (oncoming traffic). All I can do is lay on my horn and hope for the best. I hold my horn down. And I hold it down, I don't let it go until after the bumper of the truck crushes my front right wheel-well. I get out of my car, slam the door, walk over as the driver gets out of his truck. I rhetorically ask if he heard my horn and the bastard claims he didn't, I know this can't be true because he's clearly not deaf. This guy is tattooed all over, has more piercing in him than a harpooned whale, and is a staggering six foot something. Long story short he starts acting all tough until the cops, I had to call, show up. Then Mr. Tough-Punk melts like butter. If by some odd miracle the person who hit me happens to read this: I think you're a dumb ass who doesn't have the faintest idea how to drive and should have your balls cut off and hung from all those god damn piercings on your face. I'm sorry mommy didn't hug you enough as a child but you're still a fucking moron. Oh and I know you have my address so if you set one foot on my family's property I'll blow your balls out your ass with the business end of my 12 gauge!
Crawfish. I have one as a pet and it's actually quite cool, it's a freshwater miniature lobster. The problem is he is in my fish tank and he eats fish. So I penned him off from everyone else, he escaped his pen twice and ate two of my fish. So I had to go spend $13.99 to get a separator to keep his hungry face away from my aquarium fish. If he gets out of that pen I will probably have to eat him.
Update: Moths: 0, Me: 4
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Delta, you've unlocked a side of me that I usually brush off like a feather in the wind.
Yang. I don't know what it is about people and their unwillingness to listen, but yesterday while working a plane cancelled causing me to have to rebook several people. Long story short, this lady and her husband had already contacted the 800 number and had seats on the flight for the next day, problem is it they were in different reservations and neglected to tell the agent on the phone this, so they were re-booked under different flights (to the same destination). They decided to come to me and act clueless - whatever, I don't mind - but what I do mind is the fact that when I told them that there were no other seats for 2 passengers they proceeded to throw a temper tantrum. I continuously repeated myself after listening to the wife tell me that it was unacceptable that we didn't have multiple seats together, and here I am thinking that our largest plane just cancelled causing us to fill up all of the seats tonight and tomorrow... silly me right? Whatever the case, they continue to tell me that it's ridiculous that I can't find an open seat, and that they refuse to fly without supervising one another... once again, silly me thinking that they are both two adults capable of traveling on their own and meeting in their home town a few hours apart. So I decide to give them the option of one of them standing by for the earlier flight so they could travel together, but they reject this logical idea and continue to yell at me. Now being the fairly calm soul that I am, I take a breath as to repeat the logic in what I just said, but catch my words, and stand there somewhat dumbfounded as to what I can do to assist them.
The story goes on to end happily for the couple and they proceed to thank me in the end, but really after yelling at me to my face, standing not even 2 meters away from me, what do you expect me to say? The words that came out of my mouth was, "Yeah, have a nice day." But the ones that spewed from my mind was, "Are you serous?!?! Good luck with the rest of your life, you're going to need it."
Anyways, that's my ramble. Thanks Delta, I needed that.
Delta: i may have a simple solution to your moth problem, It's called a screen. You know, most people have them in their window to keep out nasty critters. Unless of coarse you are on your laptop outside then well... i'm not much help.
Sorry your pretty little car got demolished by an a-hole! that sucks...
I feel for paradox as well, it seems there is no limit to the amount of miserable people in the world.
My bad days usually involve several unhappy clients and a host of unimaginative employees who can't get there head out of my ass for five minutes so i can get some work done...so we've all been there. ;)
Hope everything has taken a turn for the better ;D
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I have an A/C unit in my window and it's *screened* in yet the bastards still get in…
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Thanks for the concern you guys, I usually don't let it get to me, but she didn't just "push the wrong button" she beat it in with a mallet that day.
Hope everything's getting better for you guys.
Moths still a problem.
Car repair scheduled for Wednesday the 28th.
I have a tank separator now and my crawfish has not managed to escape from that yet.
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Moths are pretty. Moths are sweet. And they provide food for bats, owls and birds. They don't want to be on your laptop any more than you want them there. I suggest rigging up a light just outside, brighter than the light source you're working by, as a lure. Draw them away from your window, or wherever it is they are getting in. Failing that, get black-out curtains and a double sleeping bag, and try working inside it. LOL. ;)
Looking at creatures as a food source is still weird to me. I do it from time-to-time and it makes me question my sanity. For example, the other day I met with a few of my friends for a game night, which I arrived late to, and by the time I got there, they had captured a large beetle in a plastic ziplock bag. At first they just threw away the whole bag, and was going to let him die out, but then one friend wanted to see it again, so they removed it from the trash. This was about the time I had suggested we release it in the backyard, to live out its final hours- how noble, right? :P Anyways, they brought up the argument that it was already missing legs, and was going to die either way. Here comes the main point- I felt that it would be better for us to release it, even if it became a birds late night snack.
I'm probably just crazy though.
Oh, and rewinding to the end, my friend ended up getting sadistic and attempted to punch his shoe through the ground where he had laid the bag... the aftermath looked like someone had put a grenade in the bag. :o
Hmmm. Boys. ::)
@ ParadoX: What brutal friends you keep, I try to refrain from senseless killing with the exception of moths - of course ;)
@ Steffers: Can't deny it ;)
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Sounds like you have some interesting stories in your line of work, it's always nice to have a place to rant mindlessly. :) Enjoyed reading that, have a mental image of exactly the type of people who would do that. You're welcome for the opportunity ;)
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