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My Improbability drive just did the most improbable thing.
"42" was the answer given by the "Deep Thought" computer when asked "What is the answer to Life, the Universe and Everything?" But after seven and a half million years of computation to come up with that answer it then pointed out that the answer was correct but the real question was "What is the question to which 42 is the correct answer?" And in order to get that question they had to create another computer which turned out to involve pan dimensional mice and a custom designed Earth and a strange planetary engineer named Slarty Bartfast who liked to fiddle with his fiords.
inspector and detective 2 different job titless for the same things?
you wont believe what they doing on barney miller, they smoking, inside the building!!
I don't miss smoke in restaurants, airplanes, offices, stores. Unless you've lived through it you don't realize how bad it once was. I used to be a pack-a-day smoker myself for 20 years but now I can't stand to be around it. You can tell when a smoker enters the room just from the stink from his/her clothes, hair, skin and breath. I can tell when my neighbors in the other apartment here have guests that smoke.
In the '50s smoke was everywhere. Walls were sticky and brown with tars. My parents both smoked in the car with the windows closed and we kids would have to remind them to open their window a crack to draw the smoke out before it came into the back seat. I picked up smoking in the '70s. I knew it was bad, so I did quit several times but In 1995 I remember being chastised for bringing a lit cigarette into a convenience store in San Francisco.
But by 2001 I had quit and haven't been tempted back. I don't want to be the stinky one in the room. 
My mother was a local politician and loved her smoking. She actually fought the anti-smoking compaigns in the local legislature. Smoking killed her at 64.
It depends on the jurisdiction -- in San Francisco they're equivalent and rank as Sergeants; in New York, an Inspector is a much higher rank, well above Captain, equivalent to a colonel or Brigadier General.
It's sad that even the threat of death by cancer isn't enough to make people quit, most of the time. Very sad. We lost a good family friend to cancer. Her and mom were friends from high school. She smoked all of my life and wouldn't even consider quitting. We are all so sad that she's gone. Worse thing was, she was an RN when she worked. She knew how bad it was.
Dana
An inspector is someone whose job it is to allegedly inspect the quality of a product before it ships out to the stores. I say allegedly because the quality of so many products is sub-par even when brand new.
Dana
heat wave in fall. Temperature is supposed to be 78 degrees F on Wednesday. Rain will arrive on Thursday though. I keep forgetting to reinstall Carrara 7 express after I reinstalled Windows. Good night.
...smoking killed my mum at 50
Stupidly I waited until I was 34 to quit.
I do not get the point of smoking.
In the UK, police ranks are: Constable - Sergeant - Inspector - Chief Inspector - Superintendent - Chief Superintendent
They're deliberately different from "military" ranks to avoid suggestion of a paramilitary force. Those are regular "uniform" police ranks. CID - Criminal Investigation Department - and Special Branch (aka "Plain clothes police") have the same ranks with the prefix Detective. A Detective Inspector from CID is equivalent to an Inspector from uniform.
Detective Chief Inspector (DCI) would be the lead investigator on a murder case. (e.g DCIs Morse, Taggart, Luther, Japp, Barnaby, etc from various UK cop shows)
There are management ranks above Chief Super, right up to Chief Constable, who is the overall head honcho.
It was a habit I picked up at uni, trying to "fit in" Didn't really work, then it became a habit and addiction. Been off them now for 8 years, although I still get the occasional craving. But I can detect the reek of someone who still smokes a mile off, and I find it really repulsive. And e-cigs are just as horrid.
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thermostat wars. omg - too stuffy in my office today. someone here is a hot house lily
NGIAHTWARD - naked geralt in a hot tub with a rubber ducky
E-cigs didn't do a thing for me. However I have now been off real cigs for about 5 months. Went the cold turkey route. Financial reasons mainly. When one has pretty much the same outgoings but has been reduced to only one persons incomings, then it is hard to justify the price they have pushed cigarettes up to. Over here in the UK ciagrettes are almot 50p each, so 2 cigarettes cost £1 almost £10 for a packet of 20.
I remember when I was about 4 sitting on the front step with my grandfather who smoked. He lit one up and I asked if I could try it. He said sure, and told me to make sure I breathed in reallllyyyyy hard, which I did.... for the first 1.47 seconds. I still remember the coughing fit, watering eyes and how hard he laughed at me. Best thing he ever did for me! Cured my curiosity and made sure I never did take it up even though my dad smoked.
My grampa was cool.
Social pressure to be in the "cool" group, and it's a drug and gives you a brief high even if you don't recognize it after you're addicted. You just feel like you have to have another one. Now! Over and over. It's something to do with your hands when you feel embarrased, frustrated, bored, anxious, lazy, impatient,..., actually, any excuse will do. It's a way of rationalizing and ignoring your failings rather than doing something about them.
And if you don't have them you go through a withdrawl period that can be weeks to months of cravings and excuse finding to have "just one for now". A slippery slope that usually has you back up to a pack-a-day in no time and you have to start all over. I too, quit with the cold-turkey method (complete abstinence) and succeeded "many times",
only to take one from a "friend" 6 months later and fall into the trap again. Nasty dirty habit. Almost as disgusting as gum chewing.
Although, I have to admit that they have one benefit. If you're still smoking despite the modern prices and you light up one of your precious cigarettes while desperately waiting for a late bus, it will invariably cause the bus to appear just as you're taking the first puff and you have to throw it away.
(it's probably a Quantum Entanglement phenomenon between busses and tobacco)
Good for you.
Hang in there Cho. It actually gets easier after the first six months. And your kitties will thank you.
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One of the lamest excuses: "I'm afraid I'll gain weight if I quit". Yeah that's much worse than losing 100% of your weight.
Yeah, I still get the occasional urge for a smoke, but mostly it's fine. I was actually down to around 6-8 a day anyway, as we had both been trying to cut down. Losing him, the first couple of weeks or so I went right back up to about double that, then cut back down again.
I hate being on hold so long that I forgot I was on hold for other than to listen to annoying repeating music.
I actually had a girl put me BACK on hold one time because the music was so good.
Rare... but it really was good. haha
Dinah blow your horn!!
I feel nervous as there is a bee in my room.
What's even worse is annoying repeating distorted music.
what time is it?