The I Miss the Old Days Complaint Thread
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There was a recent tragic event involving a subway, and the comments of some videos I watch on the topic are flooded with people celebrating it.
yeah most news services disable comments too because that is all too commonplace
I woke up with a bad migraine this morning. I don't think I ever had a good migraine, but only bad ones. The migraine made me grumpy.
also yesterday I dropped my iPad at a bus stop. Now it has decorations of cracks on it.
Complaint: Bad design: Who was the person who decided that a tiny conically shaped, screw on, eyedrop bottle cap made of hard slippery plastic was a good idea?
PIcture it: You're ancient, your hands shake, you have one dead eye and the other eye has a family of floaters having a party, your doctor severely instructed you to not let the tip of the eyedrop bottle touch anything. You do fine getting the cap off, and the drop into your eye, but trying to put the cap back on is very frustrating because of lack of depth perception you can't match up the 1/8" wide tip into the 3/16ths inch wide cap opening without missing the cap completely or banging the tip against the cap which probably has germs on the outside.
And then the conically shaped, slippery cap ploops out of your fingers and flies out into the room and falls somewhere in front of you(you think). The doctor has instructed you to not bend down, not to exert yourself in any way, and after 15 minutes of looking with a bright flashlight you can't find it and start to panic about not being able to recap your eyedrop bottle and freaking out that the cap is not supposed to be eligible to go down the black hole intended for socks. It was not in my chair, not under the chair, not on the rug, not under the TV, not in my pocket not behind the waste paper basket, not in the waste paper basket, not caught in the folds of my pants or shirt. "Poof", gone.
Time to panic.
So, I called a friend to come and try to find it. Nope, not on the floor. I finally gave up, and put a small glass dome over the still open bottle of eyedrops. Accepting that I might have to get a new bottle of $$ eyedrops, we sat down and had a cup of coffee. As I relaxed, I kicked off my boot-slippers and there it was.
I gave it a few minutes of cleaning and sitting it in a bath of alcohol, and I was able to finally find a semi-functional method of lining up the bottle with the cap.
Yeah, yeah, I know, small problem, but it was the straw that broke the camel's back and I finally had a good release of emotions over my recent unwanted adventure.
AOK now. Gotta just keep on truckin'.
With my peripheral neuropathy I have shaky hands and dificulty feeling stuff. I have a suggestion which may halp you with the eye dropper bottle.
Grasp the bottle in one hand, brace that hand against your body or a table, and extend one or two fingers. Pick up the eye dropper lid in the other hand and brace that hand against the extendewd fingers of the other hand. Hopefully this will make it easier to guide the eye dropper into the bottle and screw on the cap.
It's exciting(or something) all the things I have figured out after my hands started to go bad. At least I don't drop or spill stuff as much as I used to.
...I firmly believe packaging designers have it in for us old folks. They probably love hearing the tales of our struggles and then devise new ways to foil our attempts at opening the next new packaging concept they create.
My current peeve are those self sealing packages for cheese, lunchmeat, & such on which the top part is glued/sealed down to about 1/16" above the zip closure. . Tearing the top of the package off as they instruct often results in having to get the kitchen scissors to cut down to where one can try and pry it open with what's left of brittle old fingernails.
all those, and "kid-proof" bottles of all kinds..
...yeah the kids can open them easy while us oldster's struggle with them. I just keep my pill bottles lightly capped as I don't have any curious children around.
I actually discovered something useful about those "kid-proof" bottles. (I think a pharmacy will do this for you if you haven't the strength/dexterity.) You can pry off the outer plastic part of the lid leaving only the inner lining, that's super easy to open.
Before/After:
For the cheese and lunchmeat packages, I just cut them open with scissors, then transfer the food to some refridgerator bags with the zipper tabs. I don't even try to reseal the regular zip lock type bags.
...I try not to purchase excess single use plastic items (yeah, one of those hug a whale save the trees, sustainable types) Bad nought so much already comes packaged in such material. I'm considering purchasing a couple sets of high quality storage containers of d9fferent dimensions to keep such foods in. They keep food fresher longer than even zip storage bags and are excellent for the freezer as they guard against freezer burn. Of course the other benefit, they are also washable, and reusable.
...so curious if anyone here has experience with Telegram. I've tried to install the desktop version but it wont install to the usually Programme Files folder . Originally it installed to Documents/App Data/Roaming. which I thought was strange. Also when I attempt to log in after start-up and t gives a QR code to scan from the phone app, but I don't have it installed there as it's so difficult and tedious to read things on such a small screen and have to keep scrolling. Also videos are almost useless to view and the sound is terrible. There was an alternate sign in that prompted me for my phone number to receive a code but the code never arrived via either email or messenger to complete the setup.
why is DAZ's Lightning Deals timer 2 mlmutes behind my taskbar clock?
update
because it's stuck!
clearing browsing cache not helping
think they realized it stacks so busy pruning the selection
OK it's me
or rather my computer
my clock now seems to have jumped back half an hour, it wasn't showing Adelaide time possibly because I was using Edge on Win7 and a settings dialogue came up
Something was found in my pot! I think they are three plants! I think they are either spinach or oregano. I forgot which one I put in the brown pots and which ones I put in the green pots.
I think the green pots have spinach, but the brown pots have oregano!
Hi and thanks! Work got crazy and super stressful until they laid me off. Then the stress went pretty much to zero. I've been saving like an SOB, because I knew that eventually the odds would go against me. And I was an IT manager. At least for this go-around, they didn't have me lay any of my own team off. That was getting harder and harder to do...it was like we were a one-trick pony.
Well, it's not my circus anymore. Not my monkeys, not my clowns. I've probably had over 100 people on my teams over the years, so I'll miss them the most. But at least I'll never have to lay anybody else off for that company again. Anyhow, other people now can have my stress. I'm too busy now cooking, spending more time on my investments, and learning to draw!
I will go back to work probably later this year, either as a developer or a manager.
But for now, I have other fish to fry. Like for example, instead of asking myself "what do I NEED to do this week to keep hellfire and brimstone from raining down upon me and my team?", I can ask myself "what do I need to do this week so that I can build on that and maybe do something I WANT to do tonight/next week/next month?" There's a lot of self-empowerment in that. And every week, I actively decide what I'm going to learn that week. And then I go do it. I like this, at least until I decide to put on a suit and start doing interviews again, lol.
Anyway, it's probably time to take the beef stew out of the crock pot. I hope you and everybody else here are doing well!
...I know the feeling.
When I was let go from my company just over a decade ago felt like a million pound weight was lifted off of me. No more stress, knocking myself out to make sure things got done, and having to deal toxic management for a mere pittance of a salary. The only reason I Stayed there is the recession was prolonged where I live and if you were 50 or older it was incredibly difficult to get another job unless you has a degree. Also back then my arthritis and circulatory issues were affecting me big time making it more and more difficult to do any job that has a major physical requirement. (like warehousing, assembly or any work that required standing for prolonged periods of time).
My workdays with commute were usually about 13 -1/2 to 14 hours long and I'd sleep though half of Saturday just to recuperate which effectively gave me one day weekends to get anything done I needed or wanted to do.
Now I feel I've overslept if it's after 09:00 when I get out of bed and can stay up until the very early morning hours (01:00) to get a Daz project done.
Yeah retirement on a meagre SS pension is not all "skittles & beer" but the needle of the stress-O-meter is usually sitting at at 0.0 most of the time (even with my being a "concerned citizen"), and that's a good thing.
I feel like a big fat beluga with legs and arms. I think my stepdad fat shamed me when he took me home. He said I look horrible with shorts on and also with jeans on. I want to cry!
what does he look like?
is he in shape?
I don't think he is in top shape either!
Would you believe there are washable/reusable Ziploc bags?
Never mind what they cost.
I don't think you should trust the opinion of somebody who says you look horrible. It's more of an insult than an honest opinion. And you're not likely getting an honest opinion from somebody who doesn't care about your feelings. They're just trying to come up with the worst comment they can. I saw this happen to a girl in a history class with me. All the boys were trying to get her attention, but she displayed no interest in them. They eventually started comparing her to another girl, saying she was too skiny to be as attractive as the other girl. They were trying to make her feel inadequate but she was obviously good enough because they were trying to get her interested in them.
And my own personal experience is when I managed to convince myself maybe I look good, people told me I looked like some kind of creature that probably wasn't human. I think one boy called me E.T. Then after I ran out of self-esteem and gave up on trying to attract anybody, people kept telling me I look good. I don't know what the hell I look like to people. Maybe Vulcan children make pretty adults. People are stupid.
...less costly over time, easier to thoroughly hand wash a rigid container/ and they take less time to dry in the dish rack.
I live alone hand have yet to use the dishwasher in my apartment after 6 years.
Me: pushes Render button on large scene and heads off to run some errands
Windoze: "Oh hey, while you were out I decided to do some updates and shut down/restart your computer, hope you weren't working on anything! Also, would you like to update to Windoze 11? I know I've asked you ten times and you've always declined, but if you-"
Avast: "HEY! HEY! HEY YOU! DID YOU KNOW YOUR COMPUTER IS BEING SLOWED BY OUTDATED REGISTRY ENTRIES?"
Me: Sighs, reloads Daz file, pushes Render button.
Simple fix; Remove the net cable before pushing the Render button.
Vulcan children can be bullies. I forgot where, but I saw some Vulcan children be quiet rude to another child.
I didn’t mean to double post! Stupid software mistakes!
I find out drinking a lot of water before bedtime brings troubles in the morning. At least for me, not sure about others?
You drinking water is very unlikely to disturb others.
Complaint: My PoppaBear machine, with all the RAM, NVMe storage, best CPU, best GPU, just the bestest 'puter he can be, is sick.
A week ago I tried to feed him a new graphics driver and he went wonky. I'm going to have to extract his old driver bits & pieces, and reload a new one from scratch. But with only one eye, it's a task I don't want to get involved in right now. It's like trying to swim while holding bricks.
TrueS I live in the "basement" so my getting up during the middle of the night would probably not bother anyone.