Yippee-IA, Motherf***ers! IRRATIONALLY ANGRY PT. 2: Irrationally Angrier

There are certain elder statespeople at my office who are not computer savvy and will occasionally reply to the company-wide email address on the weirdest emails. Like things that were not send to the company-wide address in the first place, but they somehow manage to get that email in the "to" field and then it goes out to everybody. Most of these people have secretaries to handle their serious correspondence so it's stuff like "thanks" or "okay" in response to innocuous emails wishing them happy holidays or telling them about meetings. It happens a couple of times a month and really tickles me.

yeah every now and again in our place that happens, to anyone really, i think there are two email addresses that are v similar, one for reception and one for all 200 people or whatever. so every now and again you get "hi can i reserve meeting room 5 for 3pm monday" to the entire office, and if it's someone you know you take your hat off in sad recognition of a familiar pain that they must suffer in solitude.

My company locks large distribution lists down, very few people have the ability to send to them. Why don't your companies do this as well?

That would be the general case with my company, too. Except for the support lists, those.. not really.

The former head of the president of the company once sent out an email addressed to a list titled "Male Employees of __". It was all about how he was tired of seeing piss on the floor by the urinal.

What got me was that he created this special list and near as I can tell, used it exactly once.

For a copyeditor, I sure do have some horrible posts.

My favourite thing with everybody@company emails is when someone sends something unprofessional/clearly meant only for certain people and then tries to use Recall on it. Which just alerts people that the spam you just got might actually be worth reading after all.

So, this morning I'm trying to catch a campus bus that connects a small, satellite campus to the main downtown campus. This smaller campus has no major-through-streets & aside from the bus, almost NEVER has any traffic. The bus picks up at this little roundabout. So I'm turning the corner & I'm about, like, 15 yards or something away from the official bus stop (which btw is unmarked, so it's not even that official.) I don't know, but I'm really fuckin close, and within the roundabout. The bus has *just* pulled away from the stop, and I hail it, and the driver shrugs & gives me this totally condescending, shit-eating "sucks for you! shoulda been at the stop!" expression and keeps driving. RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Ok, I get that making illegal stops is dangerous and can get the driver in trouble, and that they have schedules to keep. But seriously, it would have been totally safe & taken like 5 extra seconds, max, to stop and let me on. People who are super fucking rule bent to the exclusion of common sense & courtesy really fucking burn my ass like nothing else.

Also, I hate when I'm slicing my carrots into coins and they boing and roll off onto the floor. Fucking tiny-ass, no-trough-having cutting board/dull knife.

carrots are awful; let them roll away

Idk, I just doused them in olive oil, fresh ginger & cayenne powder. They are pretty good. Hoping the ginger reduces the inflammation caused by IA of cutting carrots.

Related to Carl Agatha's ILM thread name complaint, I keep having the same situation with the "innocent smoothies" thread. I keep thinking it's going to be about some sex fetish, and then I'm disappointed.

do you have rhubarb y/n

negative

Em if you had a dog you would never have to worry about carrot coins on the floor ever again.

But I wanna eat the carrots. That's the problem, see.

The rolling carrots stuff.... ARGHHH!! im right there w ya

Cut the carrot obliquely into oblongs. They roll less readily.

but then you don't have carrot coins and what's the fun in that

cmon aimless

My favourite thing with everybody@company emails is when someone sends something unprofessional/clearly meant only for certain people and then tries to use Recall on it. Which just alerts people that the spam you just got might actually be worth reading after all.

^^Definitely. Someone once accidentally emailed the whole organisation a file which contained everybody's pay rates, and nobody paid any attention to it because it looked like some boring bullshit spreadsheet we could ignore, until someone else complaiend that the whole organisatoon had been sent the file which contained everybody's pay rates, so then we all fished it out of spam and looked to see who was getting paid what.

Ok this thing of every restaurant serving "charcuterie plates" -- dude, I am paying you to COOK for me, not to put a bunch of stuff on a plate that I could buy cheaper myself

haha, I know this weirdo in PDX who offers everyone charcuterie upon visiting her home. But the way she uses the word is kinda incorrect and sounds weird. "Can I get you some charcuterie?" or something like that.

She's not a chef or anything, I think she just likes the word and has some prosciutto in the fridge.

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looool

the idea that a key I had cut for my initial landlord in this place hasn't been passed on officially with the deeds or whatever to the place. So there is a key that will let somebody through the front door unaccounted for somewhere out there. Just wondering if that would prompt people to try to get the lock changed.
I have the place through a letting agency that has changed a couple of times since I've been here. They asked me for a key to let workmen come and go from here and I said there was a key cut for the landlord when I moved in here. Think I'd just assumed taht something like that would be passed on with the other official material for the place. Freaks me a bit that it hasn't been, maybe things were done over the net between the parties but would have thought that would be something that was part of the transaction, is that naive of me?

Also that this has come up because I just received notice taht they were going to be doing a structural/maintenance upgrade while I'm in here. That the dates for this were organised prior to any contact with residents here. Maybe taht is a common thing, but it seems a bit intrusive especially since thy are supposed to be knocking holes in the walls etc & i'm probably going to have to move large amounts of shelving/ wall decoration to accommodate this.

Old landlord totally hangs out at your place when you go to work.

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My aunt, trying to schedule a birthday thing for my Dad in the middle of the week (even though I have already planned a birthday thing for him on another day), trying to guilt trip me into agreeing to it: "We all have limited time and lots of responsibilities." Um no. You have no job and no kids. We are two working parents with a toddler who goes to bed at 8pm whether it's my Dad's birthday or not.

IA today: ppl who come to your door for purposes of religious proselytization. I can barely walk today and I just dragged my janky ass and my bum foot down a flight of stairs, one step at a time while holding onto the wall, for you to pretend that you're doing me a favor by offering to spread your shared paranoid delusion.

I just don't answer the door if I'm not expecting anybody.

We only get Polish Jehovah's Witnesses for some reason anyway. Someone had told them Polish people lived at our address, I think they were talking about the Bulgarians upstairs. It'd be a bit spooky if they somehow knew my wife's mum is Polish-American. They aren't interested in saving the souls of non-Polish people, thankfully.

I know a lot of ppl in my neighborhood who might not all have my number, plus my teenaged friend downstairs regularly loses her cell phone, plus I can't see the front door out my windows, so I always have to go check.

Yeah I get around all that by being antisocial and not knowing anybody.

People standing on our stoop can look into our front windows and see that there are people home, and sometimes actually see me sitting on the couch, so not answering the door for strangers (I do sometimes - depends on my mood and if I'm the only one home) takes on an extra exciting "fuck you" element.

The last JWs who knocked on my door were escorted to the foyer by me and shown the big NO SOLICITORS OR HAWKERS sign at the door, told 'See that? It applies equally to you and the guy who tries to buy old gold from the senior citizens. Now go away.' I opened the front door, shooed them out and did a 140-char lap of victory on Twitter.

The door-knockers could be ppl who live around here and I should be nicer but I see those tracts and the nice old church lady faces with shining young ppl accompanying them and I feel rage at all that is beautiful about people being turned toward this delusional and destructive end.

I think my otherwise lovely neighbour downstairs lets ours in, because she's some kind of Christian.

Phone company texted me at 8am on Saturday morning to say my bill was coming up due in 5 days. Haven't heard from them since. Great, thanks for waking me up, jerks!

people who say "a minute" to mean a long time

"man i haven't been to that place in a minute"

"so it's been a minute since your last album, what have you been up to since then?"

lololol I've been enjoying and employing that construction lately. For at least a minute. Sorry (not sorry) Tracer!

Never heard that one.

You have to say "a hot minute".

for some reason i have no problem with HOT MINUTE whatsoever.

how about minutes that take place in New York.

Yeah I definitely picked up "in a minute" from in orbit and I think the hoos

A lady who used to work in our building years ago popped in and said to my boss, "I haven't seen you in a MINUTE!" and my boss was confused.

That "minute" thing is very confusing to my British self.

I think my otherwise lovely neighbour downstairs lets ours in, because she's some kind of Christian.

my parents are "some kind of Christian" and have no patience for doorstep proselytisers fwiw, though once my Dad did try to out-Bible them with earnest questions and Bible passages to hunt out contradictions, except they were just very pleased to talk about the Bible a lot and were on the doorstep for hours and threatening to come back to continue the discussion

guh, feeling brainwashed capitalising bible but it looks wrong otherwise

"That 'minute' thing is very confusing to my British self." = I hear it very occasionally but not enough for it not to make me go "whuh?" every time

Why, yes, Google. Indeed I was searching for something published on the Internet between Jan. 1, 1907 and Dec. 31, 1910. I wanted to read what Mark Twain's initial review was of "Breaking Bad". Who knew he was suing for infringement based on turning the raft into an RV?