Oh and speaking of how today was kinda shitty I meant that literally.
I’ll spare you the details but the short version is that I hope that whoever was responsible for what happened in the women’s the bathroom at work was either an extremely small child or a very ill adult because otherwise that was no okay in any way shape or form. Cleanup basically involved me and one of the managers bleaching the hell out of the place while spraying as much Glade as possible into the air to make it marginally more breathable. At one point I asked if we had any Vicks vapor rub, i.e. the stuff crime scene investigators put under their noses when looking at corpses. I’m not particularly squeamish and this manager has an infant but we both thought this was incredibly bad, and the main thing we kept saying was variations on “What the fuck?!” (even funnier since I don’t think I’ve ever heard this manager swear before). But I got accolades for helping and not running away like everyone else.
Coincidentally we were later putting out some box calendars and one of the joke ones is “What’s your poo telling you?” My comment that was in the case of the bathroom earlier it was “Seek professional help!”
Question becomes “did I not make that dish correctly and that’s why it was bland or are the directions such that it was inevitable?”
Usually I’ll try making it again in case I made a mistake and then if I get the same results the second time assume it’s the recipe.
So we have a couple Wolverine Labbits on clearance at work and I kind of want to buy one due to the sheer ridiculousness of it.
I’m a little more forgiving, if only because I see nerds using more “analytical” terms all the time. In some ways, it’s a sort of self-defense move, distancing themselves from the immediate fear and intimidation factor that they may associate with “trying to find a girlfriend” or “getting a boyfriend”.
That doesn’t mean that it’s not weird, mind you. And every time I see someone refer to women as “females” I keep picturing Wallace Shawn as the Grand Negus.
I also get that some people may prefer it because it’s gender neutral, but mostly whenever I hear it it gets me thinking about that one Bloodhound Gang song about the Discovery Channel and/or Australia. And yeah it’s similar to the whole “females” thing in the sense of being simultaneously clinical and dehumanizing.
Oddly, “Lifemate” ala ElfQuest doesn’t get the same reaction from me, maybe because a.) they’re elves b.) the “life” part implies commitment.
Did it get fixed, or will it soon?
It was fixed by the time I got home. Thankfully everyone in the house uses the same heater so the owner had no hot water either and probably got it fixed ASAP.
First thing I woke up to this morning was finding that my hot water wasn’t working. Again. Day got marginally better but that was a shitty start.