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its really awesome. The snow fears his dividing blade.They have a new video on our website, this time for snow removal, I'm literally the first person in the video.
I will absolutely let this go to my head.
If I ever try to write a Manowar ripoff, called 'Knight of the Blizzards' or similar, that last sentence is going right in there. You shall be credited, of course.
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I have a three day weekend this weekend so I am thinking about heading down to Jacksonville, FL to visit the zoo and science museum. Anyone in the neighborhood want to join me?
OTOH I am going to try to avoid the used bookstores in that area. I need to finish up my current stacks of books first before I add to it.
After watching the first half hour or so of the Snyder Cut Justice League I've determined that every Zack Snyder movie should be 4 hours long.
I'm not saying they'll be cinematic masterpieces or anything, but they'd at least be more coherent.
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I have a three day weekend this weekend so I am thinking about heading down to Jacksonville, FL to visit the zoo and science museum. Anyone in the neighborhood want to join me?
I'm not sure if Florida Man can handle my ability to dual wield snow shovels.
Plus, my ability to resist boats and swampy areas (a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).
I have a three day weekend this weekend so I am thinking about heading down to Jacksonville, FL to visit the zoo and science museum. Anyone in the neighborhood want to join me?
We have a 3-day weekend as well, but we'll be painting the bathroom.
Oh, and 3000 miles away...
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I have a three day weekend this weekend so I am thinking about heading down to Jacksonville, FL to visit the zoo and science museum. Anyone in the neighborhood want to join me?We have a 3-day weekend as well, but we'll be painting the bathroom.
Oh, and 3000 miles away...
Not sure its 3000 miles... but yeah. Long way away :(
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(a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).
It never occurred to be until just now that there really should be a Crocodilia-based cryptid haunting our cranberry farming states. Like a trapdoor spider trapbog gator.
Edit: And it just occurred to me right right now I could really go for some cranberry-flavored liquor right now. Preferably mixed into some super pulpy oj as a breakfast screwdriver.
Waiter: "How did you find your meal, sir?"
Me: "It was good, thanks."
Waiter: "That's not what I meant and you know it."
Me: *smirk* "Another waiter told me where you hid it."
HA!
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(a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).It never occurred to be until just now that there really should be a Crocodilia-based cryptid haunting our cranberry farming states. Like a
trapdoor spidertrapbog gator.Edit: And it just occurred to me right right now I could really go for some cranberry-flavored liquor right now. Preferably mixed into some super pulpy oj as a breakfast screwdriver.
It's called a Hodag, and they're real!
Also, snapping turtles.
(a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).It never occurred to be until just now that there really should be a Crocodilia-based cryptid haunting our cranberry farming states. Like atrapdoor spidertrapbog gator.
DREJK WE NEED YOU TO STAT THIS
(a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).It never occurred to be until just now that there really should be a Crocodilia-based cryptid haunting our cranberry farming states. Like a
trapdoor spidertrapbog gator.Edit: And it just occurred to me right right now I could really go for some cranberry-flavored liquor right now. Preferably mixed into some super pulpy oj as a breakfast screwdriver.
It's called a Hodag, and they're real!
Also, snapping turtles.
Wait, I never heard ANY lore growing up about Hodags going in the water. They live in the forest.
Wait, I never heard ANY lore growing up about Hodags going in the water. They live in the forest.(a swamp just isn't a swamp if you can't turn it into a cranberry bog).It never occurred to be until just now that there really should be a Crocodilia-based cryptid haunting our cranberry farming states. Like a
trapdoor spidertrapbog gator.Edit: And it just occurred to me right right now I could really go for some cranberry-flavored liquor right now. Preferably mixed into some super pulpy oj as a breakfast screwdriver.
It's called a Hodag, and they're real!
Also, snapping turtles.
There is little difference. We looked everywhere for them.
I find it ironic that online anonymous reviewing has turned reviewing any service into a roiling sea of hate, but having to provide feedback in-person almost ensures a continuing legacy of mediocrity (or worse).
So, General Contractor really screwed up. I need to report that to Head Contractor. But there's no anonymity here; General Contractor has been working almost exclusively for me for the last 10 weeks, so he'll know all the feedback was from me. And he was a generally decent guy, in spite of his lackluster work ethic and uninformed political views. It takes a lot of chutzpah to look the guy who's been in the house for the last 10 weeks in the eye and say, "And here are all the reasons I'm dissatisfied."
I see it at my job as well: Employees perform poorly. Classes are terrible. Yet they always get above-average reviews because nobody wants to be "mean" on-record. The guy our department tried to fire for incompetence 14 years ago? Still working for another team because his new manager thinks "it's too much hassle to fire him". (She even admitted that she still has to have a second resource go over everything he does because he makes so many mistakes. At which point he's costing the company money and she still won't fire him.)
So it'll be unpleasant, but it has to be done, because Head Contractor needs to know he hired a lemon.
EDIT: And it's not like General Contractor doesn't already know what I'm going to say. I commented on his short work days and he responded, "I bill from the moment I put my keys in the ignition, so it's OK." I commented on the fact he'd never had a 5-day work week at my house which is why the project took so long. The off-center mirror was Head Contractor's fault. The leak in the plumbing was Assistant's fault. The stained grout is GothBard's fault. I can point to flaw after flaw after flaw in his work, and it's all "someone else's fault" so he doesn't feel he did anything wrong.
I suspect that, considering he was the ONLY CONTRACTOR AT THE HOUSE most of the time, Head Contractor will disagree with his assessment of his own performance.
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NH: there's a way to communicate dissatisfaction with GC's work or the work of an employee and so on, without being needlessly cruel or negative. I know I'm saying something you already know since it's obvious from posts here that you are an adept professional and a temperate human being. Still it is a constant wonder in my own life that more people don't develop this skill.
Or, maybe they do have it... in person. The amount of anger, vitriol and cynicism that oozes through online comments is soul-darkening. I would hazard to guess, however, that some of the folks that post with such poison rarely talk to people that way if their audience is right next to them.
Ironically, problem players in RPGs over the years have been a great training ground for conflict resolutions. Between arguing rules and rulings to having to remove players from campaigns, RPGs provide a constant chance to improve one's interpersonal communication skills!
Oh, it's easy. I'm just going to say:
(1) I was concerned about General Contractor's hours, since he always arrived after 11 and left by 5, he was only putting in around 5.5 hours/day. In 10 weeks he put in 32 days, so he was only working 3.2 days/week. This explains why the project took so long.(2) I'll walk him through the house and show him the work, including the water hammer, the hole in my closet, the amazingly crappy floor patch, and the stained grout, and I'll ask, "Are you happy with this work?"
Pretty easy.
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I find it ironic that online anonymous reviewing has turned reviewing any service into a roiling sea of hate, but having to provide feedback in-person almost ensures a continuing legacy of mediocrity (or worse).
So, General Contractor really screwed up. I need to report that to Head Contractor. But there's no anonymity here; General Contractor has been working almost exclusively for me for the last 10 weeks, so he'll know all the feedback was from me. And he was a generally decent guy, in spite of his lackluster work ethic and uninformed political views. It takes a lot of chutzpah to look the guy who's been in the house for the last 10 weeks in the eye and say, "And here are all the reasons I'm dissatisfied."
I see it at my job as well: Employees perform poorly. Classes are terrible. Yet they always get above-average reviews because nobody wants to be "mean" on-record. The guy our department tried to fire for incompetence 14 years ago? Still working for another team because his new manager thinks "it's too much hassle to fire him". (She even admitted that she still has to have a second resource go over everything he does because he makes so many mistakes. At which point he's costing the company money and she still won't fire him.)
So it'll be unpleasant, but it has to be done, because Head Contractor needs to know he hired a lemon.
EDIT: And it's not like General Contractor doesn't already know what I'm going to say. I commented on his short work days and he responded, "I bill from the moment I put my keys in the ignition, so it's OK." I commented on the fact he'd never had a 5-day work week at my house which is why the project took so long. The off-center mirror was Head Contractor's fault. The leak in the plumbing was Assistant's fault. The stained grout is GothBard's fault. I can point to flaw after flaw after flaw in his work, and it's all "someone else's fault" so he doesn't feel he did anything wrong.
I suspect that, considering he was the ONLY CONTRACTOR...
Sounds like a California thing. If you were in New York, you would not have this problem.
You: “Contractor, your piece of shit subcontractors f++!ed up everything they touched. This is the worst home renovation I have ever experienced.”
Contractor: “Yeah, thanks for telling it like it is. You’re a real mensch.”
The end.
People on the West Coast are too polite.
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This is why Max gets cookies.
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I on the other hand am not too polite. Just ask the snot-nosed punk in the Chipotle who didn't know how to make a freaking burrito.
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Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
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In the Midwest if a contractor does a shit job you dump the body in the manure pit or the pig pen.
Unless they're related, then you just keep referring them to people until they either get their shit together or end up getting dumped in the neighbor's manure pit or pig pen.
...I find it ironic that online anonymous reviewing has turned reviewing any service into a roiling sea of hate, but having to provide feedback in-person almost ensures a continuing legacy of mediocrity (or worse).
So, General Contractor really screwed up. I need to report that to Head Contractor. But there's no anonymity here; General Contractor has been working almost exclusively for me for the last 10 weeks, so he'll know all the feedback was from me. And he was a generally decent guy, in spite of his lackluster work ethic and uninformed political views. It takes a lot of chutzpah to look the guy who's been in the house for the last 10 weeks in the eye and say, "And here are all the reasons I'm dissatisfied."
I see it at my job as well: Employees perform poorly. Classes are terrible. Yet they always get above-average reviews because nobody wants to be "mean" on-record. The guy our department tried to fire for incompetence 14 years ago? Still working for another team because his new manager thinks "it's too much hassle to fire him". (She even admitted that she still has to have a second resource go over everything he does because he makes so many mistakes. At which point he's costing the company money and she still won't fire him.)
So it'll be unpleasant, but it has to be done, because Head Contractor needs to know he hired a lemon.
EDIT: And it's not like General Contractor doesn't already know what I'm going to say. I commented on his short work days and he responded, "I bill from the moment I put my keys in the ignition, so it's OK." I commented on the fact he'd never had a 5-day work week at my house which is why the project took so long. The off-center mirror was Head Contractor's fault. The leak in the plumbing was Assistant's fault. The stained grout is GothBard's fault. I can point to flaw after flaw after flaw in his work, and it's all "someone else's fault" so he doesn't feel he did anything wrong.
I suspect that,
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I on the other hand am not too polite. Just ask the snot-nosed punk in the Chipotle who didn't know how to make a freaking burrito.
at least you didn't reach around the counter and slam his head into the tortilla warmer.
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This is why I appreciates you CY, it's your glowing humility and modesty.Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
No, hang on a sec. Cap is pretty humble and down-to-earth, AND he's really damned good at his job and is finally working somewhere he is appreciated for what he can do. He also works harder than darn near anyone I know. He totally deserves to toot his own horn a bit.
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Amusingly enough, I was commenting on Celestial Healer's post to my manager, and it started her in on a tirade. She's originally from the Boston area, and all the wacky Californians being nice to each other was more than she could take.
"Why aren't you shoving to the front of the line? No one else is stepping up!"
"Why did you let that loser in! You should've just cut him off!"
According to her, living in California takes some serious getting used to.
No worries I took it as being light hearted, no offense taken so no need to apologize!
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Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
This isn't one of *those* calendars, is it, with your modesty only protected by a jackhammer, or a bag of cement?
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This isn't one of *those* calendars, is it, with your modesty only protected by a jackhammer, or a bag of cement?Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
That's only for the VIP customers.
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That's only for the VIP customers.This isn't one of *those* calendars, is it, with your modesty only protected by a jackhammer, or a bag of cement?Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
And, just out of curiosity, how does one become a VIP customer?
*takes notes*
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On the other hand, I think California driving would terrify even the most hard-core Bostonian, because there are no rules. It's pretty much, "If you're feeling mellow, go ahead and let the other guy in and it'll be OK. If they're a jerk to you in any way, shape, or form, then ramming and/or gunfire are perfectly justifiable."
I was warned about how aggressive drivers in Chicago and Boston were. I was amazed at how timid they seemed. I guess when you honestly don't care whether or not you hit the other guy, you have an edge...
This isn't one of *those* calendars, is it, with your modesty only protected by a jackhammer, or a bag of cement?Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
I wish!
This is why I appreciates you CY, it's your glowing humility and modesty.Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
Oh, is that why you appreciates him, Squirrelly Mark?
Oh, is that why you appreciates him, Squirrelly Mark?This is why I appreciates you CY, it's your glowing humility and modesty.Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
When the master's happy he giveses us fish heads.
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On the other hand, I think California driving would terrify even the most hard-core Bostonian, because there are no rules. It's pretty much, "If you're feeling mellow, go ahead and let the other guy in and it'll be OK. If they're a jerk to you in any way, shape, or form, then ramming and/or gunfire are perfectly justifiable."
I was warned about how aggressive drivers in Chicago and Boston were. I was amazed at how timid they seemed. I guess when you honestly don't care whether or not you hit the other guy, you have an edge...
I will second this, I remember our first time driving into LA and we hit rush hour traffic and this guy decided he wanted to merge into our exact place, he calmly looked at us the entire time and gave us a look as if to say "what the f%~# are you going to do about it?".
This isn't one of *those* calendars, is it, with your modesty only protected by a jackhammer, or a bag of cement?Another reason why I work where I do.
The boss had some calendars printed with pictures of various jobs for each month.
My birthday month has a picture of my favorite job from last year I did almost entirely by myself, the robot pergola job.
And then I also did the jobs for January, March, June, October, and December.
I would totally buy one.
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the robot pergola job.
This sounds like the Numerian equivalent to the dread gazebo.
I will second this, I remember our first time driving into LA and we hit rush hour traffic and this guy decided he wanted to merge into our exact place, he calmly looked at us the entire time and gave us a look as if to say "what the f@*~ are you going to do about it?".On the other hand, I think California driving would terrify even the most hard-core Bostonian, because there are no rules. It's pretty much, "If you're feeling mellow, go ahead and let the other guy in and it'll be OK. If they're a jerk to you in any way, shape, or form, then ramming and/or gunfire are perfectly justifiable."
I was warned about how aggressive drivers in Chicago and Boston were. I was amazed at how timid they seemed. I guess when you honestly don't care whether or not you hit the other guy, you have an edge...
Yep. Signal. Merge. He who chickens out first loses. And if you hit each other, meh. You were only going 5 mph anyway.
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On the other hand, I think California driving would terrify even the most hard-core Bostonian, because there are no rules. It's pretty much, "If you're feeling mellow, go ahead and let the other guy in and it'll be OK. If they're a jerk to you in any way, shape, or form, then ramming and/or gunfire are perfectly justifiable."
I was warned about how aggressive drivers in Chicago and Boston were. I was amazed at how timid they seemed. I guess when you honestly don't care whether or not you hit the other guy, you have an edge...
This reminds me of driving in France
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45 more minutes until my three day weekend starts!!!