Arnold Schwartzeneggar.
As soon as Mrs. Fungus told me this, I realized that rather than Trump's trademark, "You're fired!" Arnold's saying will be "You're terminated."
I can see this dystopian future as clearly as I can see the monitor in front of me, but I am powerless to stop it.
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If it wasn't for this post I would have completely forgotten that today is Challenger day.
A proper retrospective will have to wait, but I'll get there.
Meanwhile, this.
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Scenes from an economic depression. I doubt it'll sell for $55, but it will sell for far less than its typical $250,000 price.
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So today I get this call....
"So, yeah, uh...I paid my bill on the 21st, and #Major_Telecom didn't take the money out until, like, four days later, and I got an overdraft." What did he want? He wanted #Major_Telecom to pay his overdraft fee.
Uh, no. No. And if I got a failed survey on that one, I'm going to fight it, because IT'S YOUR OWN DAMNED FAULT YOU CAN'T DO ARITHMETIC, YOU ANUS.
Sheesh.
People are idiots.
