May 30th, 2006

ariadne

eumenides1 discusses Gmail's targeted links:

Gmail suggests links based on the words in your emails. The assumption is that you'll be interested in things with the keywords from your correspondence, I guess. So I just went to clear my spam folder and it suggested a recipe for 'Broccoli Spam Casserole.' Was afraid to click on the link in case the recipe went something like this:

2 cups broccoli, chopped
1 Get VtAGRtA here
1 Re:H00dia works!

Blend and bake at 350 degrees.


(Context here. Public post *and* QWP)
The Thinker

Sneaky Kiss Ass gets called on it.

gravy_girl tells a story of people who bother her:

Specifically, the Sneaky Kiss Ass (known as SKA) that works here.

Why does she bother me so much? Because she is constantly watching the rest of the employees to she can tattle to our boss (her Uncle). So, making us all look bad in an effort for her to look good. What bothers me the most is that sometimes it works. But not today.

What I said to her today as she was loitering around my desk:

SKA-"You seem quiet this morning."
Me-"I'm not quiet. I just don't feel like talking to you."
SKA-*stunned silence* (Then mistakenly decides that I'm kidding.)
*stupid laugh* SKA- "I'm worried. There's really nothing to do today."
Me - "Then quite wasting my time and B's money and go home."
SKA- "Well, you don't have to be mean about it."
Me - "I'm not being mean. I'm being brutally truthful. Now go be useless somewhere else."

She toddles off in tears and tells B a version of what happened.

B - "SKA tells me you were rude to her."
Me - *shrug* "She tell you why?"
B - "No. How about you tell me."
I relate the above exchange.
B - "Pretty harsh."
Me - "Yep. But honest. And true."
B - "I'll give you that."
B - "Did you have to make her cry?"
ME - "Nope. But it was a nice perk."
B - "Nice." Walks away.


QWP, but it's a locked post. No need for context, though, as I've pretty much quoted the entire thing.
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ruhgozler on Memorial Day

She's stationed in Iraq right now, and what she posted just makes so much sense. QWP

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You would think that on Memorial Day I would have something profound to say. Just... today while you're watching parades or bar-b-queing or protesting the war or whatever, remember that there are real people over here with real families back home. Some of them are really good people. Some of them are assholes. But, they are people and they are far away from home.

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taiyuan

recycling

</a>stormchaserchic : I'm a horrible paper waster
I use two toliet seat covers because bathrooms are gross after wiping off the seat with toliet paper
I punch the hole out

At least I recycle though, I guess I'm breaking about even with the earth and my paper usage


She clarifies almost immediately:
*note
I don't recycle my toliet seat covers
I meant to say I recylce regular paper

Which elicits relieved responses:
romoe: you have no idea how comforting that clarification was. haha.

Who wants context?

leighdb alliterates awesomely, complaining about mere competence in movie-making

QWP; do read the whole thing:
...while meticulous, unvarying competence is just fabulous if you're designing, say, toaster ovens or automatic braking systems, I am of the apparently wildly controversial opinion that "competent" is just not the adjective I'm wanting out of a big budget blockbuster type movie.
    I don't want "competence", I want awesomeness. I don't want "adequate", I want magic. I want to walk out of the theater going "That? Fuckin' ROCKED." I want to walk out wanting to walk right the hell back in again and see it twice...
    Somebody Saaaaaaaave me from this Sargasso Sea of Sufficiency! Seriously!
Vincent

She had it coming

To the lovely young woman working on her laptop in the public library yesterday when I was there with my two sons:

Yes, you're young and beautiful. Yes, your pants are fierce. Yes, if anybody has the right to flaunt their figure, it's you. But if you make the personal decision to wear otherwise-professional-looking black trousers so low-cut in back that, when you are seated, everyone passing by has a spectacularly inappropriate view of your butt cleavage, please don't start acting all demure and horrified when my 3-year-old son starts asking "why that girl isn't wearing any underwear". It's insulting. Yes, he could have used his Indoor Voice. That I will give you. But damned if the elderly Asian gentleman sitting three tables away wasn't wondering the same thing anyway.

Cheers,
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<i>To the lovely young woman working on her laptop in the public library yesterday when I was there with my two sons:

Yes, you're young and beautiful. Yes, your pants are fierce. Yes, if anybody has the right to flaunt their figure, it's you. But if you make the personal decision to wear otherwise-professional-looking black trousers so low-cut in back that, when you are seated, everyone passing by has a spectacularly inappropriate view of your butt cleavage, please don't start acting all demure and horrified when my 3-year-old son starts asking "why that girl isn't wearing any underwear". It's insulting. Yes, he could have used his Indoor Voice. That I will give you. But damned if the elderly Asian gentleman sitting three tables away wasn't wondering the same thing anyway.

Cheers,
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Conversation with panties

From the lovely Miss tania. Context is futile. Besides the post is still friends locked.


I look down at the underwear. They look back up at me as if to say, "Morning, Tani! How was YOUR night?"

...to which I mentally reply, "Frequently interrupted and thouroughly sex-less." I leave in a cheery mood, however. Good morning, Starshine! The panties say 'hello'!

(QWP and all that jazz)