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| ~DJChilllyPhil~ | Mar 31 2008, 01:28 AM Post #81 |
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Too bad@$$ to have a FACE?! Maybe...
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... You could've been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me You would've endured my world Well you're just as I presumed A whore in sheep's clothing %^&*ing up all I do And if so here we stop Then never again Will you see this in your life Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take premise to all of these songs You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus played letter, I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep But if you could just write me out To neverless wonder... happy will I become Be true that this is no option, So with sin I condemn you Demon play, demon out! Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take premise to all of these songs One last kiss for you One more wish to you Please make up your mind girl... I'd do anything for you One last kiss for you One more wish to you Please make up your mind girl... Before I hope you DIE |
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"Listen well! I'll stand on top of all living things! I am now a new creature that cuts open the future!" "Weakling, Weakling!" "It's useless useless USELESS!" "WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" | |
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| +Lt. Jessie+ | Mar 31 2008, 01:31 AM Post #82 |
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Jibbering, Troublemaking Ball of Fluff
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Um... To iterate on what DJ is trying to say, he's pretty much in a very pissed off mood no thanks to something that just happened and needs a way to rant. I think the lyrics speak for themselves. If you guys have completely no clue what is going on, then we'll leave it at that. Just hope and pray that all goes well for him. |
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| +transcon+ | Apr 7 2008, 06:23 AM Post #83 |
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I'll tell you. I had the most craptastic weekend at work. I had to come in Saturday to train a newbie. My manager told me that he was green around the gills when it came to being behind the wheel of a CMV, but come to find out, he's more than that. He's so green, he was picked from the garden yesterday. So, the guy was so nervous about keeping centered of lane, keeping safety cushion, and listening to me about various tidbits of info about safe driving. We were on our way to our first account in Ridgefield (Exit 14). He was so nervous, he missed the exit after we both pointed and said "That's it." He didn't turn in time. "Good," I commented with a nervous sigh. "You remembered not to pull off and back up." We silently agreed upon the common sense thing to do. Move on to the next exit to turn around. There was one problem with that, however. The truck loadout was planned to NOT CROSS A WEIGH STATION! That was coming up before the NEXT exit. The truck was loaded to the gills, and I knew it. The trainee was the driver, thus was responsible for the load. Need I also mention that he was ultimately responsible for knowing where he was going in the first place, and in paying attention to what exit to get off at. He payed $245 for that lesson for being 2,000lbs overweight on the drive axle. So, he's never been through a weigh station before, and I had to walk him through the steps... intensely. He was nerve-wracked enough to be a little too cautious when it came to slowing down, looking for signage, and even following WSP orders to pull around to the inspection bay. So, one hour down, the rest of the night to go. Overall, despite his expensive lesson (which my employers insist that I could've prevented... but how else is that type of driver going to learn, really), he busted his chops out in the field. He listened to every bit of advice, tip, and trick I told him/showed him. At the end of the night, since I drove the rest of the time, I didn't want him to lose all confidence behind the wheel. When we were done with the last account, we took the long way back on surface streets. "Just remember, I go from Zero-to-Dick in three seconds. Just remember to pay attention and be aware of what's around you. And finally... just relax. We're going no where important. You're getting paid by the hour." Sure enough, the guy picked it up. He started grabbing gears, got up to speed, kept it centered, and was looking ahead. LEAPS and BOUNDS better than he did at shift start. I think that overweight ticket was the wakeup call he needed to realize that driving CMVs are serious business. (I didn't get ticketed, but when I started driving, I had a similar wakeup call. I might talk about that later.) Sunday started out normally. I got up, did my "morning thing", then arrived at work on time. Nothing out of the ordinary yet. I checked the truck over, talked about the day with my manager via phone, and away I went. Truck was pre-loaded (and was legal to cross scales). I didn't even make it that far. *BANG* I had a blowout on the left rear outside driver. I left a "gator" out in the middle of I-5, and I'm sure I scared the shit out of traffic behind me. (That'll teach them not to tailgate). I pulled over, inspected the area for damage finding none, and pulled to a safer location. I almost lost the rig off the side of the road because the ground was softer than I expected. Luckily, the rear drivers were still on hard pavement, so I was able to back it out of the muck. My nose literally started sliding to the right down a hill. I thought I was going to get stuck for sure! Thankfully, I was able to save her and get her back on hard ground. I waited over an hour and a half for Les Shwab roadside assistance to change the tire. Well, I thought that was the end of my nightmare. Crossed the scales fine, but that wasn't where the issue was anyway. Got to my first account; it was a bunch of semis and a few reefer trailers. I got the first batch done with the hose fully strung out when I find that the reel won't work. It took me 20 minutes to reel in 125ft of hose. Then, just for grins, I checked to see if the Unleaded side had the same issue, which it did. So, when the tread of the tire came tearing off, it damaged something underneath and knocked out the solenoid that controlled the reel motor switches. Great, now I had to reel in the hoses by hand. After extensive phone communications trying to figure out how to get them working again, and how to work the rest of the schedule, we decided that we were going to cut out going to Albany, OR... and depending on how much time passed on getting the other accounts done, not getting the late catch on the Wilsonville account. Get up close to my targets, keep the hose short, pull it only when I need it (checking vehicles if they even NEED fuel in the first place), and getting authorization to drag the hose. Dragging the hose is a NO-NO! But, I got special permission to do that, so long as I was careful and hung the nozzle first. The whole day was eight and a quarter hours, but after fighting with the reels, it felt like ten. I had a headache, wasn't feeling well, and all this mess really drained me. I was pardoned from doing that Wilsonville account. F'ed up start of the work week, I tell ya. |
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| ~RipTheJacker~ | Apr 9 2008, 05:11 PM Post #84 |
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So, semi normal Rip morning. Wake up, can't hear out of my right ear, my neck is both numb and on fire, right arm stopped working, etc. Nothing works right on me, normally it wears off, which it sort of did, just not all the way. Well I agreed to babysit my niece today, from 1:30 to 5:30. Well, my sister's mother in law dropped her off at 12:30. So I took a screaming angry child and tried to put her down for a nap. The idea of dropping her off at 1:30 was so she would sleep through my 2:30 to 3:30 physical science class. Derr! Well, I sat outside the door, listening to her scream for a half hour before she fell asleep. I got into class on time, but at around 2:40 ish, she woke up and proceeded to scream bloody murder. So I went into my parent's room to let her out of the play pen. She wouldn't let me touch her. I pulled her out any way and took her out into the living room where I was watching class and checked her diaper, it was clean. Well, she ran around and screamed for twenty minutes. I checked the diaper again and it was quite full. When I tried to change it she proceeded to kick and scream and throw things. So I finally got it changed after ten minutes of wrestling poop and legs. and chasing her around the living room to get the stupid diaper on her. So there went most of my class. I sat back down at the laptop and tried to start participating. Did I mention we were having an extra credit day? I answered one question before she started throwing toys and screaming again. I went to go find out what was wrong, checked the diaper, asked her if she was thirsty or hungry, tried to give her her Elmo and Micky dolls. She continued to throw toys until she found her coat. She insisted on wearing this coat, so I let her. Well, by the time I had gotten back to the laptop, class had finished. So I logged out and started working on homework. Meanwhile this child has managed to scribble out the notes for my mom's lesson plan for bible study for tomorrow, as well as an application I had for an art school. So I handed her the house phone with the key lock on. The thing is, you can still call 911 with that on, so she did. So I took the phone from her to talk to the EMS personnel and tell them what happened. Heaven forbid I take her toy! So she started to scream. -_- So much for a peaceful "Oh no, we're all fine!" So the police showed up at my house and the dog all but mauled the poor guy's face off. So I finally sat back down and she started to make the sign for eat at me. So I took her into the kitchen and went to take her jacket off. She threw herself on the floor and kicked and screamed. I had to wrestle the stupid coat off her so I could feed her dinner. Which she threw on the floor anyways. So I took her out of the chair and moved back into the living room. Well, she meanders over to the door to my parent's room, which she's only allowed in for naps in a playpen. I told her no several times before walking over to lead her away from the door. Well, she made a break for it and tried to rush into the room, so I picked her up and carried her out. I sat her down on the floor and closed the door and told her not to touch it and to go find something else to play with. Well, she made a break for the door again. I grabbed her hand to lead her away, but she managed to flail herself out of my hand and onto the floor, face first. When I went to check and see if she was ok she started to scream at me and slam her head on the floor. Then scream about how her head hurt. No kidding! I didn't want to touch her because all she would do is scream and flail, so I let her sit there until she subsided into simple shouts of protest and a few kicks. I went to check and see if she was ok, and she just kind of sat there. Then Daddy showed up to pick her up. All smiles and giggles! I'm not doing any more baby sitting until the school year's up. I'm going to go take a hot shower. Edited by RipTheJacker, Apr 9 2008, 05:14 PM.
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| ~beflexor~ | Apr 10 2008, 05:04 PM Post #85 |
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See this is why I. Don't. Babysit. I feel for you Rip, she sounds like a little monster but hey, maybe she's like a goat. We've had goats that have screamed for hours on end and, by the next day, they're so hoarse they can only manage a squeaky whisper. That is also the reason why I would prefer the teleporter-botched pet with two butts. |
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| ~Outrack~ | Apr 11 2008, 07:02 AM Post #86 |
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Didn't they make duct tape for this sort of thing? |
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| ~RipTheJacker~ | Apr 11 2008, 09:52 AM Post #87 |
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Well, she's normally not like this at all. Generally she does what you tell her too, and she's really sweet about it. However, she had been up late the night before, and she had just come from her other grandmother's, she's usually cranky when she comes from there. |
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| +transcon+ | Apr 13 2008, 11:34 AM Post #88 |
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Well, I think I made a financial boo-boo. I haven't slept, ate, or thought straight after this transaction. See, I thought I could upgrade to a better model of pickup. Same year, same mileage. The 3.0L V6 only had 5 more horses than my 2.3L four-banger... the only difference was that it had 50+ pounds feet more torque. Then, some bells and whistles like Sirrus-ready, Air Conditioning, Four-Wheel Drive.... Sports Package (one for off-road, which I really don't do...) Something didn't sit right. Something didn't sit right with me at all. I got home and did more math... and finally the numbers I wasn't seeing came to me. I had 42 months left with my old rig and owed about $11k... Now I owe $24k over 72 months!!! All that money for half the stuff I won't use!!!??? I called in sick. I'm so twisted in my gut right now that I'm hoping beyond all hope that they haven't processed the paperwork yet.... |
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| ~Shin-Ra~ | Apr 13 2008, 11:52 AM Post #89 |
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Hell... For what it's worth, you have my commiserations. Edited by Shin-Ra, Apr 13 2008, 05:12 PM.
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| +transcon+ | Apr 13 2008, 04:29 PM Post #90 |
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Situation remedied. I may not be back in my old 07 Ranger, but all in all, it's still a trade up. Basically, I couldn't justify the end result, as well as the premium, for what little more I was getting out of the swapped Ranger. The only alternative left to me was looking for another vehicle around the same price range to get the payments down while still fulfilling what I wanted/needed. I ended up in a 05 Mercury Mariner (SUV) with 29k miles. It was more vehicle, more goodies, peppier motor, and better fuel economy. I may be paying only about $2k more, and the payment plan was extended for yet another year (total 84 months), but the payment was lowered, and still managed to come out with a bumper-to-bumper warranty, free oil changes for life, and a few other things. They wanted to make CERTAIN I was happy this time. It's maroon (or blood red). It's stylish. It has all that I need/want and then some. I'm satisfied. |
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