Wednesday, February 15, 2006

can you say p.o.s. computer.. i knew that you could

stupid fargin computer. had a really good post going and explorer throws up the error message that it has performed an illegal operation and must shut down. damn. can't wait til i get wind'oh's 2000 on this thing. darlin hubby says it will run slower but i don't care.

heh.

y'know, these candy bars were really good, and I wondered what happened to them... Latinos were probably laughing their asses off.
from CNNMoney.com 101 Dumbest Moments in Business.

**Winner, Dumbest Moment, Marketing
No joke here. Just suffice it to say that the literal translation of the Spanish word cajeta is "little box." With the help of Latin pop sensation Thalia Sodi, Hershey introduces Cajeta Elegancita, a new candy bar for the Hispanic market. Though the wrapper features a picture of Sodi, apparently she neglects to fill her Yanqui partners in on a subtlety of Spanish: In Mexico, "cajeta" can be used to mean "nougat." Elsewhere in the Spanish-speaking world, however, it's slang for female anatomy.

Well, well, well.

Had a baby scare last night; Sweet Stepdaughter is 4weeks early but went to hospital last night dilated to 3, and contractions 11mins apart. However, after they gave her about 32oz of water they stopped, and they sent her home.

Dang, I'm tired.

Have my team presentation due tomorrow night, one of the team members hasn't turned in her stuff for the major power point presentation that is the assignment. just friggin great. (btw, you know i'm tired if i don't bother to capitalize.)

have a couple of posts above. enjoy.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Straight from one of my favorite blogs.

My best friend would do this. Wish I had the guts.
hat tip, Queen of All Evil whom I wish was me in disguise...

Telephone Etiquette
When you call someone and they politely answer their phone with "hello", do not respond with "who's this?". You see, it is very possible that you've dialed the wrong number and the nice person on the other end will instantly think you're a dick.
I don't play well with rude people and I play less well on a Sunday morning. Don't call at 9:00am Sunday morning and greet someone with "WHO'S THIS?" You know what you get back? A snotty non-answer.


Me: Hello.
Caller: Who's this?
Me: The owner of the phone.
Caller: I'm not kidding.
Me: Me neither.
Caller: Is Dana there?
Me: Who's Dana?
Caller: What number did I call?
Me: Are you kidding me?
Caller: ...no?
Me: You aren't sure if you're kidding me?
Caller: ..um...
Me: If you didn't start out so rude and demanding I wouldv'e said "wrong number" politely in the beginning.
Caller: I'm really sorry, I'm having a bad day.
Me: I forgive you. Can I give you some advice?
Caller: Sure.
Me: When you try this number again, say hello and ask for Dana.
Caller: What if it's you again?
Me: Dana still won't be here.
Caller: What is your number?
Me: Why? do you want a date?
Caller : NO, I don't want to disturb you again.
Me : Dude, I'm disturbed anyway.
Caller: Can I tell you the number I was trying to call?
Me: Bingo ! Your'e catching on pretty quick there, young man.
Caller: The number is xxx-xxxx.
Me : Bad news dude.
Caller: Why?
Me: That's my number. Dana doesn't live here.
Caller: (long pause)
Me: You there dude?
Caller : yeah.. I hate women.
Me: Me too
Caller: Aren't you a woman?
Me: Yep
Caller: Why do you hate women?
Me: I don't hate all women, just catty b*tches that give out bad phone numbers at bars.
Caller: Yeah. I guess I should go.
Me : Ok.
Caller: Thanks for being so nice
Me: Dude, this has been a 10 minute wrong phone number call. What do you mean nice? I am a sadistic b*tch.
Caller: Maybe, but I was rude to you so I deserved it.
Me: Very true. Hmmm. You sound like you'd make a good minion.
Caller : A what?
Me: Never mind.
Caller: Thanks again.
Me: No problem dude, have a good one.
Caller : Bye.

Heh. Boy, do I wish I could do this sometimes.

just read. & make sure you have no liquids near your mouth.

WHO'S YOUR DADDY? "
Who says some people aren't the sharpest tack in the box!
> When someone puts in for Child Support, the proper thing to do is to find out who the father is and see why he is not providing support. The following are all replies that Dallas (!!) women have written on Child Support Agency forms in the section for listing father's details. Or putting it another way... Who's yo Baby-Daddy! These are genuine excerpts from the forms.

1. Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, child A was fathered by Jim Munson. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of child B, but I believe that he was conceived on the same night.
2. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my child as I was being sick out of a window when taken unexpectedly from behind. I can provide you with a list of names of men that I think were at the party if this helps..
3. I do not know the name of the father of my little girl. She was conceived at a party at 3600 Grand Avenue where I had unprotected sex with a man I met that night. I do remember that the sex was so good that I fainted. If you do manage to track down the father, can you send me his phone number? Thanks
4. I don't know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact BMW service stations in this area and see if he's had it replaced.
5. I have never had sex with a man. I am still a Virginian. I am awaiting a letter from the Pope confirming that my son's conception was immaculate and that he is Christ risen again
6. I cannot tell you the name of child A's dad as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover and that would have cataclysmic implications for the economy. I am torn between doing right by you and right by the country. Please advise.
7. I do not know who the father of my child was as all blacks look the same to me.
8. Peter Smith is the father of child A. If you do catch up with him, can you ask him what he did with my AC/DC CDs? Child B who was also born at the same time.... well I don't have a clue.
9.From the dates it seems that my daughter was conceived at Disney World; maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom.
10. So much about that night is a blur. The only thing that I remember for sure is Delia Smith did a program about eggs earlier in the evening. If I'd have stayed in and watched more TV rather than going to the party at 146 Miller Drive, mine might have remained unfertilized.
11. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my baby, after all when you eat a can of beans you can't be sure which one made you fart.

Yep, you guessed it right. You are all paying taxes to support these dim bulbs.

Well, F#((*.

Just annoyed today. And mildly at that.
Company party tonight at local beer/food/bowling/games joint; unable to be there because Darlin Hubby got called away unexpectedly on business & I WILL NOT leave Princess and Dudeboy at home by themselves at night, not in my neighborhood. Not the first company party I have missed because of the kids & probably not the last; however, it just annoys me a bit that the company won't bend a little. I asked when tickets were first being plugged and was told no kids & no spouses, at least not this time. Not like mine aren't old enough to take care of themselves; not like they are 2 and scream all the way through the party. I am reassured by one other person at the company, close to my age, who is in the same situation I am (youngish child, no babysitter) and she was annoyed by it too. So, I am not the only one, and that makes me feel a bit better.

750-1050 word cause n effect essay due Thursday. Baby shower Saturday. My birthday (anniversary of my 29th, thank you) on Friday. Still trying to get over a hacking nasty wet cough and do NOT feel well at all. Nothing I can do about it but go on.. hopefully things will start to slow down a bit once QXL gets here. (yeah right.)