WHAT MADE YOU GRIMACE & GRIT YOUR TEETH TODAY?

Sometimes the timers get screwed up if they've been turned the wrong direction (which is to say, backwards) too many times. That's the only time I've ever seen 'em not stop -- and I've rented some houses with some antique and abused washing machines.

Sounds like your washer is possessed. Any chance you can take those new items back to the store?

I bought a cotton shirt that was guaranteed not to shrink. It did, of course. I nipped right back and they replaced it, no problem.

I know the clothes' condition isn't the fault of the store in this case, but they expect some losses and whatnot. Worth a try.

Nah, it's neither possessed nor were the timers messed up. There was a shoestring that seems to be the culprit of all this. IT WASN'T MINE! (looking left and right, making sure everybody heard it) - it must have been there before i put the clothes in. The string tied all of my clothes together. I had three pairs of tights in there that joined in the parade and assisted the string in wrapping everything up in one blob. So it became too heavy and unbalanced and the machine couldn't deal and got stuck. It's nobody's fault really, I guess.

Memories of the day I washed an expensive crepe blouse in the bathtub. Welllll, I didn't have a washer and dryer at that long time rental and used a laundramat when enough stuff accumulated. I tended then, and do now, to disobey some labels.

I watched it shrivel before my very eyes, to doll's blouse size, or nearly.

sorry osso, but i can just see that. and it's something i would totally do too. if it can't stand my care, it wasn't intended for me. i don't do dry cleaning. period.

Have you heard of Dryel? It's wonderful. You can buy it at the supermarket... you get a kit and it basically costs $1 per item (max four in the bag)... think about it, for those items you don't want to wash.

Dryel is lovely.

I so sympathize, dag! That's awful! When one likes clothes, but can't really afford the clothes one likes, and then one splurges, and then.... <eyes roll back in head, shudders>

precisely

there will be a lot of stitching and cleaning involved. i believe i will save most of the stuff.... but it will look far from new or fancy.

turns out that the SHOELACE THAT WASN'T MINE was indeed mine all along
it was a drawstring from my workout shorts that crawled out to strangle my anthropologie elite shirt. i think it was a class war.

Vive le Revolution!!!!

Sozlet looks really cool/ interesting today -- hair down (it's gotten very long! waist-length or so), curly and multi-colored (it's brown hair but a summer spent at the pool lightened a lot of it considerably, especially the ends), interesting shirt same color as her eyes, etc. Grabbed a camera, took her outside, started focusing. She has had this really annoying habit of giving the same fixed grin every time I train the camera on her -- I told her I was just focusing, and she relaxed, and saw a bird or something and looked at it with this great expression, interested and open, with filtered afternoon sunlight falling perfectly on her face and hair.

I was getting really excited about what a great picture it was, wanted to grab it before she wised up and did the fixed grin again, automatic focus wasn't doing it, fine switched over to manual focus, there, that's IT!, click the shutter, nothing happening, clicking it again, and again, wtf...?

Battery dead.

Great.


(No replacement batteries on the premises. I guess I could dash off to the store, but chances of recreating seem low...)

Work story. Ah, I work in the film industry as a painter.
Only three more days and we are all laid off! Yes!
(it's been a long season and it was the fifth...)

So, E came to work with us this week, cause C went to do another movie.
Well, today, E was seriously grumpy. And when we went to a icky location to restore (prime it and run), she was grossed out by the conditions. Okay, so we are immune to it at this point, it's our job, we do it quickly and get out. SWAT team painting, we like to call it.
Even after we left and were driving in the van to the next stop, she was just going off about ghettos, poor, elections, etc. in higher pitched tones.

After the next stop, just a drop off donations, she started in on our Boss, with me and B in the car. Non-stop attack on why does he hire this other guy, CS.

Okay, so there's always 5 of us full-timers. C had left, so E was working the last week, no doubt. In the past, E was only ever an extra hire when we needed her.

Well, the guy she was bitching about, is worth a little bitching. But not to the Bossman and not the way she did it.
She didn't get an answer she liked, asked to be dropped at her house and quit. WITH ONLY THREE DAYS LEFT OF THE ENTIRE SHOW!

Her argument went something like "I work harder and he slacks, I don't know why you hire him, when you could hire me!"

So, she leaves a job she has three more days on, bennys and all, to make a point? And she yells at the person who could hire her in the future?
In this business, it's bad.
Now we have three more days, no one to hire cause there is too much work in town.

Drama, too much drama.

At least I won't have to hear any more bitching from her...

I may have to hire a hit man to do away with my neighbours!
I'm so furious with them. Over a week ago I paid (a not exactly negligible sum of $$$$) to have our joint sewerage drain cleaned. (our terrace houses were built in the 1890s). I'd thought I shared the drain with my neighbour on the other side, because our housed are joined in the middle ..... Anyway, the plumber fixed the problem, I paid him & sent them a detailed note (with his bill & the relevant plan from the water authority). I didn't approach them personally because, trust me, they are nasty, horrible & vile! So did they do the right thing & pay up? Meet their neighbourly responsibilities? Nah! The water authority is sending me a pamphlet to pass onto them, explaining that a joint drain = joint responsibility = sharing the costs, but I won't be holding my breath.

But msolga, what do you expect from nasty, vile people? A sense of responsibility and the desire to share the weight? :wink:

Why of course!

Silly me!

I could also tell of the fortnight that the brother-in-law's two dogs were dumped in their yard, while a "friend" with no interest in dogs what-so-ever stayed at their place .... Momma mia!

shitshitshit.
I made a mistake with a magazine ad, didn't convert from spot to CMYK colors. I hate making mistakes like that. It's small but aggravating.

going home on the bus friday afternoon, the woman sitting in front of me had these huge (1" diameter) things stuck in her earlobes.

not only did they distort her earlobes, but they swung a bit when the bus was moving.

otherwise she looked like a normal business woman.

i wondered how she managed to get a job...

Your were probably tired ... from all that concentrating!

All fixed now, eoe?

Any chance of a photo, Region?

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It was there, really, honestly!

And what exactly does The Hamster mean?