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Is she too “special” to use alarm clocks and calendars?
But I’ll bet that she’s never late for recreational activities that she enjoys.
It would be amusing for people who provide goods and services to practice “time blindness” when she is waiting for something that she wants or even needs.
The American castle doctrine provides an effective solution: Fill them full of bullets when they try to force their way in.
It’s always a made-up disability.
I think a just accommodation would be to have whatever poor fool employed her have someone go to her home and play reveille at 0430.
Might not be economically wise, but worth it for the comedy value.
And R Lee Ermey behind her, yelling in her ear, as she runs to work.
A reasonable concern.
We do seem to be witnessing, on a large scale, the kind of pretentious, practised narcissism that should have been corrected, or at least strongly discouraged, in childhood, by parents.
No Friday Ephemera?
Didn’t have time to compile one this week. At least, not one I was happy with. Contrary to rumour, and all appearances to the contrary, there is some quality control.
Counting sheep.
Nor am I happy with my failure to save up links to contribute.
[ Lifts bread to examine sandwich filling. Directs questioning glance at David. ]
[ Suddenly overcome with despair at how civilization falls short of expectations. ]
I’m not entirely convinced that their relationship is working.
I’m not entirely convinced that their relationship is working.
I may have paraphrased a bit.
yeah, because they can’t stop you from using fossil fuels and the world is going to end unless they stop you….of course the world ends if they succeed too. The blatant lies about so many things (“hands up don’t shoot”, cop killing stats, “mostly peaceful protests”, climate change disaster, covid) in the media create a state of panic or mania or fury in so many that they are willing to do anything. You also have people who are underemployed, have never had a serious job, and are not married.
Today’s word is professionalism.
Considering how much time she’s likely to be spending at the unemployment office maybe she should see if they’d take her on.
I’ll just leave this here, I think.
“oh god” and “more” would work in both cases I guess, so long as not screamed loud enough to frighten the horses.
But I’m not sure about the premise of the question – it assumes a similar non-zero level of chattiness during both activities.
For all the Philip K. Dick fans.
From the thread: “I’m so glad so many of you showed up.”
Intervention needed.
Wishful thinking. Not even conservatives…”conservatives” discipline their children. Certainly not with the requisite tool(s). It’s simply beyond the pale. The mere suggestion gives many of them the vapors. Ask me how I know.
Time blindness: ahahaha. so many disabilities that are made up. How is a business supposed to allow that in an employee? “Sorry, we can’t serve you because we don’t know where our waitress is.” A commuter train driver in Chicago was not paying attention and drove almost full speed into the end of the line at O’Hare. Amazingly no one killed. He tried to play the pity card. Oh yes, a black man–another group that claims being on time is racist or something.
Open marriage: hahaha almost guaranteed to end in divorce, violence, STD, or someone raising someone else’s child.
Employees don’t exist to serve businesses, you know. Businesses exist to provide employees with a living wage. This is obvious to those who have done the analysis…of the zeitgeist anyway.
How is a business supposed to allow that in an employee?
Cheaper than a lawsuit these days…
And in sporting news.
“living wage”: another lie. And by “living wage” they mean someone able to support a family of four. Absurd demand. There are jobs that exist to give people experience. McDonald’s makes it clear that they are giving young people their first job and expect them to move on. These young people are not able to provide big value to their employer. At my grocery store, they have about a dozen somewhat retarded people (ooohh can I say that?) bagging groceries and retrieving carts. They are not even capable of stocking shelves. These twits have protested the low wages at places that employ those with autism, where the job really exists to give them dignity and a place to go. So the places close down. Mission accomplished?
My new earbuds (Sennheiser Momentum) are fantastic. They have really good sound quality, an excellent android app for EQ and a really cool feature called “active nagging cancellation” (ANC) technology – so I’m having a very peaceful evening.
Once you’ve watched this, I suggest this as a soothing calming balm.
How is that a sport for anyone over 9 years old?
I would be tempted to sneak into the arena with a pair of coconuts.
The best and brightest leading our indispensable teacher’s unions, is our children learning?
I’ve noticed that the latest Twitter annoyance is not showing comments.
In Calgary, not Portland, astonishingly.
Nature is amazing.
Won’t you say a prayer for the hard scrabble life of the influencer?
Prancercise with medals.
For the professional do-gooder set, yes. They love humanity . . . but haven’t much use for humans.
Bless her heart.
Perhaps it’s just me, but what’s there to kill?
Pied Piper.
Is my mental illness the problem? No, society is to blame.
I always knew that this assertion was the battle cry of parasitic narcissists, but the last few years working on a condo board have shown me many illustrative examples.
In Calgary, not Portland, astonishingly.
Hey, at least it wasn’t Bud Light.
pst314: ‘I would be tempted to sneak into the arena with a pair of coconuts.’
I’d be tempted to sit on the sidelines stroking a captive bolt pistol…
I used the buttons. Hope it helps.
Great blog, btw.
I KNOW, RIGHT?
It does. Bless you, sir. May your houseplants flourish.
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Your 10-year-olds, their woo.
“Nonbinary” comedian says the quiet part out loud about performative pronouns:
“All I’m saying is, I don’t want anyone to refer to me and feel good about themselves.” (Via Dicentra.)
Imagine spending several years in grad school, working long hours for no money to become an expert in an ancient culture, but it turns out that every physical artifact of that culture is a forgery made by one guy. (Found via Dogs Don’t Have Thumbs.)