My boss told me, today, that he thought I'd looked pretty crummy when I left on Friday night--beaten down, exhausted--and he wasn't surprised that I missed work. And in fact feedback I got from management (both my immediate boss and one of the managers) was basically, "You must have been sick if you missed work!"
Somehow I've gotten a reputation for being reliable.
...but I felt immensely better this morning, and I went to work, and did my job.
And it was like someone pissed in the world's cornflakes. People were calling who were angry about just about everything, and lots of it was stuff I could do nothing about.
Look: if you don't pay attention to your bill, and you pay it for eleven months and then realize you've been paying $10 extra for a tablet you returned after it was given to you, that's all on you because you get a bill every month.
Also, if you don't like the local exchange carrier surcharge that appeared on your bill this month, and you don't want to pay it? Don't. It's no skin off my neck. I'm not the one who will incur the late fees. Pay it, or don't pay it; it's all the same to me. I don't care.
"Local exchange carrier" fees happen when the wireless provider gets charged a fee by the owner of the phone exchange which is local to the cell tower you happen to be using. The cell tower must connect to the wired telecom system in order to get the call to the provider's switch, and that tower will connect through the nearest phone exchange. Some companies charge for that access. The charge is passed to the consumer and it's rarely more than half a cent per minute. Deal with it.
Or don't. Just don't hold it over my head like you think it's the Sword of Damocles, because it's not, and your refusal to pay your entire bill has no effect on me. I won't get a lower paycheck because you decided to underpay by $2.43.
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I'm linking this only because of the quote: "[T]he company drilled a hole in the cockroach to permanently attach the chain to its exoskeleton."
Anyone who has a pet cockroach is probably either a hipster douchebag or a bag lady. Either way, WTF. Cockroaches are vermin to be exterminated.
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I may have to try making these. Scotch eggs look awfully tasty.
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So, Alaskan Railroad started up again, and from the premiere of season 3 I think we've already gotten a bunch of new jokes going.
"Damn it, woman! We have to get this done before the caribou come and eat all our weasels!"
...it's a long story.