The Vent and Rant Thread

[covingtoncat73]

Pretty sure needing cool air blowing in my face so I can feel like I can catch my breath is a bad sign re my congenital heart defect.

[Hitch]

Originally Posted by Cinisajoy

She wasn't absconding but attempting to trade. Of course when I was 14, mom and I shared a bedroom and the closet. That on occasion led to where is a blouse I wanted to wear it.

Now the woman that stole them didn't even date.

Well, I would say, "that's shameful!," (about a spinster/celibate absconding with lovely lacey goodies), but then again, let's not forget the immortal words of Ziegfield vis: silk skivvies, "The girls know that they're wearing them."

CovCat wrote:

Pretty sure needing cool air blowing in my face so I can feel like I can catch my breath is a bad sign re my congenital heart defect.

Is there any chance that you have COPD, or another breathing impediment? Instead of this being attributable to your heart? (Not sure that's an improvement....but felt I should ask.)

Hitch

[covingtoncat73]

Originally Posted by Hitch

CovCat wrote:


Is there any chance that you have COPD, or another breathing impediment? Instead of this being attributable to your heart? (Not sure that's an improvement....but felt I should ask.)

Hitch

Nope. I am pretty sure it is the stupid bicuspid aortic valve. One year soon, I'll need surgery.

[Rumpelteazer]

Twice a week, on Thursday and Saturday from 10am until 11am, we have "consulting hour" in our store. (It usually lasts longer, as long as people arrive before 11am they are helped. Unless it's really busy, which happens only a couple of times a year, when we send people home) People can come with their broken light fixture or appliance (though the latter one we often can repair because of parts needed or problems with the electronics) and my father takes a look at it. If it's easy and quick-ish my father will fix it there and then, if it's a longer job he can tell people how to do it themselves or refer them to someone else, or if it isn't repairable we offer people the option leave their broken item with us and we take it to the recycle station for them.

I'm really starting to hate consulting hour, for various reasons. First of all, I go downstairs early, I can switch on and wake up the things that need to be switched on and woken up, on Thursday I take out the trash, I vacuum or do other things I prefer not to do with customer in the store. Often people are early and even though we're very clear consulting hour is from 10 until 11 and we open at 10 customer often seem to think that since I'm already in the store I'm obliged to help them. When I shake my head and/or point to the openings times they start knocking on the window, flapping or shouting through the letterbox or ring the doorbell (which is clearly labelled with our family name and isn't even audible in the store). It's a sure way for my to wait until exactly 10 am to open the store, even if I'm done with my chores early.

Then there is the problem that my father is always late. On Thursday and Saturday only 5 minutes on average (other days it's about 20 minutes), but people start nagging about that. Sometimes I get blamed: I should have made sure he got up in time. They never complain to my father that he is late. Sometimes they try to get me to start on their broken item, which I won't do. The whole idea is that my father looks at the "patients" and I help the regular customers. When there are more people with items and my father is helping one they also try to get me to help them. Sometimes when I refuse they get pissy and speculate that I can't do repairs.

Then there is the problem of space. My father looks at the items on the bigger part of the counter. But people waiting often want to put their item on the smaller free part of the counter. When I ask them, in a friendly manner, to keep that part of the counter clear for me to help the regular customer they aren't happy.

And finally you have the people who don't follow the rules: only one item per person per consulting hour and the people who come on different days or after 11am.

Usually one or more of the things I mentioned above happen and I now dread to go downstairs on Thursday and Saturday.

[Cinisajoy]

Oh hey, did you get your sister moved?

[badgoodDeb]

Originally Posted by Rumpelteazer

Then there is the problem that my father is always late. On Thursday and Saturday only 5 minutes on average (other days it's about 20 minutes), but people start nagging about that. Sometimes I get blamed: I should have made sure he got up in time. They never complain to my father that he is late.

That's like mothers who will complain to their son's wife that "Freddy isn't eating right; he's gaining weight" but won't tell Freddy himself. It's like the female is the grownup, but the male has no responsibility for himself.

[Rumpelteazer]

Originally Posted by Cinisajoy

Oh hey, did you get your sister moved?

Yes, she's now moved in her new apartment. Only her old bed needs to be moved, which will be put in the guest bedroom. I think that's planned for Sunday or Monday. On Sunday I'll be setting up her Chrome Cast and Plex server. There are still little things that need to be done; clocks and wall decorations need to be put up, some light fixtures need to be installed and her make-up shelf/desk.

No more waking up at 6.30am on weekdays due to slamming doors and hairdryers. No more waking up around midnight on Saturday when she vacuums. And I don't have to wear my headphones when watching tv at night when I don't want to!

[Cinisajoy]

Originally Posted by Rumpelteazer

Yes, she's now moved in her new apartment. Only her old bed needs to be moved, which will be put in the guest bedroom. I think that's planned for Sunday or Monday. On Sunday I'll be setting up her Chrome Cast and Plex server. There are still little things that need to be done; clocks and wall decorations need to be put up, some light fixtures need to be installed and her make-up shelf/desk.

No more waking up at 6.30am on weekdays due to slamming doors and hairdryers. No more waking up around midnight on Saturday when she vacuums. And I don't have to wear my headphones when watching tv at night when I don't want to!

I must ask is there some reason your sister can't put up clocks, wall decorations and her make-up shelf. The lighting I can understand.

[Blossom]

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

That's like mothers who will complain to their son's wife that "Freddy isn't eating right; he's gaining weight" but won't tell Freddy himself. It's like the female is the grownup, but the male has no responsibility for himself.

You know my MIL?

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[Rumpelteazer]

Originally Posted by Cinisajoy

I must ask is there some reason your sister can't put up clocks, wall decorations and her make-up shelf. The lighting I can understand.

Mostly because of noise restrictions in her apartment building. People are expected to keep relatively quiet in the evening and weekend. The store's closed on Monday, so my father will put them up for her. Also, although both she and I know our way around a drill, my father is much quicker and more neat than us.

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[Cinisajoy]

Originally Posted by Rumpelteazer

Mostly because of noise restrictions in her apartment building. People are expected to keep relatively quiet in the evening and weekend. The store's closed on Monday, so my father will put them up for her. Also, although both she and I know our way around a drill, my father is much quicker and more neat than us.

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Oh here if you are renting an apartment there are rules against drilling holes in walls.
I can understand relatively quiet in the evenings but weekends? Do you muzzle your children? Make them stay inside on a couch and dare not move a muscle?
Guys, beer, football?

Just kidding on the second two.

[Rumpelteazer]

Originally Posted by Cinisajoy

Oh here if you are renting an apartment there are rules against drilling holes in walls.
I can understand relatively quiet in the evenings but weekends? Do you muzzle your children? Make them stay inside on a couch and dare not move a muscle?
Guys, beer, football?

Just kidding on the second two.

I'm not sure if the noise restrictions are for daytime Saturday, but then our store is open and my father can't help. I don't think a lot of families live in her apartment building. Mostly students (who rent) and, like my sister, young professionals (who buy).

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[Cinisajoy]

Oh ok. Then it would be Saturday night to keep the parties down. Interesting that one could either rent or buy in the same apartment complex.
Here it is usually one or the other.

[Hemmi]

I don't even know how to rant about this one without coming off like a heartless bitch.

I just don't understand wanting to end your life because your boyfriend broke up with you. No man is worth that. Have some self-respect and kick him out the door if he doesn't want to be with you anymore.

I find it hard to have a whole bunch of sympathy about your messed up life, we all have problems we're dealing with.

[Blossom]

Originally Posted by Hemmi

I don't even know how to rant about this one without coming off like a heartless bitch.

I just don't understand wanting to end your life because your boyfriend broke up with you. No man is worth that. Have some self-respect and kick him out the door if he doesn't want to be with you anymore.

I find it hard to have a whole bunch of sympathy about your messed up life, we all have problems we're dealing with.

Love can make us crazy. It can make a person irrational. When hubby was to be deployed to Korea back in 2004 I was so freaked out I'd never see him again. I was young and dumb. I begged him not to go like he had a choice....He was so calm about it that it made me crazy and I lost it. I cut off all my hair, he grabbed me wrestling the scissors away. We both cried, hugged and he left for the airport.

Today I laugh about it. I'd never do something that nuts again. It made no sense why but I was young and stupid.

Love can make you say and do stupid things.

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