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Made myself an omelet this morning.

Pepperoni, Provolone and Banana Peppers. Not only was it great, it wasn't microwaved nor did it burn the roof of my mouth.

 
when a user gets flagged as a spammer (which I did to that account last night), all their posts are immediately hidden from view (but admins can still see them).

 
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when a user gets flagged as a spammer (which I did to that account last night), all their posts are immediately hidden from view (but admins can still see them).
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Reg Lllama of Brixton said:
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Seems as good of a reason as any to ban posty again.

 
I was doing three people's jobs this morning, but was able to negotiate it down to two this afternoon. Really earning that Vegas trip next weekend. 

 
GroveDiesel said:
I wish I could adequately explain just how surreal this class has been. I feel like I have been on a constant acid trip. Like 13 hours of that boat trip scene in the original Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
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My favorites are the ones where some douchenozzles insist on challenging/correcting the instructor, who at the end of the day is the person who decides if they sign your certification card or not. 

 
Last October was the last time I took my boat out.  Something went very wrong with the outboard.  Since then I've done a couple things to diagnose it, but today I pulled it apart and figured it out.  Good news is I don't need to rebuild the motor for $2000-3000

Bad news is I need a new lower unit for $850.

at least I'll have it back in the water by summer.

 
This is the story I was going to share earlier in the week.  It comes 2nd or even 3rd hand from a guy I work with.  

So this guy Joe graduated from college and does the whole rat-race/office space thing for about 5 years and then decides he hates it.  He decides to go back to school and get into teaching.  He has to take a couple more classes before he can get into the credential program.  He figures he'll do some substituting for cash and experience.

One morning he gets a call from a tiny little school district way out in the boonies. Like 3 schools total. He's never subbed there before.  It's like 20 miles from his house but they pay more and even throw in some dough for mileage.  The district also belongs to a substitute co-op with like 4 other districts.  Joe figures he shouldn't turn down any jobs from any of the schools in the co-op since it might put him at the bottom of the list or something.  He takes the job.

Since it's so far away he just has enough time to shower and get dressed.  No breakfast, or coffee, or even time to pack a lunch.

He gets out to the school just in time for first period.  He's covering 7th grade math.  As he's taking roll all these kids keep coming up to his desk with baggies full of change and putting them in this empty milk jug on his desk.  Turns out that they're right in the middle of a fund raiser for a pediatric  cancer center.  "Coins Against Cancer" or something.  The kids seem really into it.  One of them says "Hey, Mr. Joe.  Why don't you donate some money?"  He checks his pockets and tells them he doesn't have any coins.  Then they start to razz him and tell him to check his wallet. "Oh, come on.  Whichever first period class brings in the most money gets an ice-cream party!  Don't you want to help us win?  And it's for kids with cancer!"

Joe looks and sees he only has a $10 bill.  He makes a grandiose gesture of putting it in the jug and he's now their hero.  Sometime later in the  period a couple of PTA moms come by and collect the milk jug.  Then they take it to the office to tally up each class's take.  After that they pour all of it into a big 5 gallon water jug up in the office.

Joe teaches the first 3 periods with no problem.  4th period is his prep and then lunch.  His stomach is reminding him that he hasn't had anything to eat all day so he figures he'll just run down to the little mini-mart/country store down the road.  Out of habit he checks his wallet and realizes he gave away his last $10 in cash.  He also notices that his credit/debit card is not there.  He left it next to his laptop the night before after doing some online shopping.

Joe realizes he's screwed.  No cash, no card, and 20 miles from home.  He also doesn't know a soul at this school.  He can't just ask the teacher next door to spot him some scratch until the next day.

He decides to bite the bullet.

Joe heads up to the office and sees the big 5-gal water cooler bottle on the front counter. It's got a big flyer taped to it with a photo of some poor kid with cancer.   It's half full of coins along with a few singles and fives.  He can actually see his $10 bill pretty much floating on top of the change.

The only person in the office is the secretary, Doreen. He sheepishly tells her his situation.  "So...uh...if I could somehow get my 10 out of the bottle I could get some lunch.  I swear I'll donate whatever I don't spend back."  The secretary is looking at him like he just asked her if he could score a dime-bag from her.  Eventually she says "well, do what you think you need to do I guess."

So he tips the bottle on its side and starts to try and fish out his 10.  Of course physics is screwing him. After a minute or two of finger blasting this thing all he's got is about $3 worth of coins all over the counter.  Then he grabs a couple of pencils and tries to use those to chopstick his sawbuck.  Still no dice.  

He notices something out of the corner of his eye and turns to look.  With all the noise the coins and the bottle were making he didn't hear the principal, VP, aaaannnnd superintendent walk in the door coming back from some meeting.  Now if the secretary looked at him like he was trying to score a dime-bag, these little-country-school admins are looking at him like he started mainlining a speedball into his wang right there in the office.  Joe also notices that the secretary isn't there anymore.  She went into a different room to make copies or something.

"Hey, uh...guys...it's uh not what it looks like"  and then explains his predicament again.  Blank looks from the suits.  The secretary walks back in so Joe says "she knows what's going on...she can vouch for me."  The secretary shrugs and says "well, that's the story he told me."  

"Look, you guys ask any of the kids in 1st period math and they'll tell you that that $10 is mine."  The VP, who I guess was a little younger and more of a wise-###, says "yeah, I suppose we could bring in a few 12 year olds to vouch for you but that would interrupt the learning process.  Or Doreen here could give you a teacher's lunch ticket for the cafeteria...on the house...and you can clean up all those pennies off the counter".  Then the suits walked into the principal's office and shut the door.

Joe looks at Doreen and says "What's for lunch?"  Doreen tells him "Pigs in a blanket and tater tots".  

"#### it, I'm in too deep to quit now" Joe thinks and tells Doreen "no thank you".  Then he goes back to giving the water bottle a pap smear.  In a minute or so he's got his $10 and heads out the door.  He goes to the mini mart and gets his lunch and a big coffee.  When he gets back to the school he quietly drops $3 and some change back in the bottle. Doreen doesn't even look up from her computer.

The rest of the day goes by without incident.  

For the next several months or so Joe gets all kinds of sub jobs but none from that particular school.  He checks the sub co-op website and notices that that school has removed him from their list.  

Fast forward to summer a year and a half later.  Joe's got his credential and is looking for a job.  He goes to an interview with a district in town and not related to the little country district at the heart of this story.

He walks into the interview and there are two people....an associate Sup and the principal..who was the VP who offered him the free lunch ticket.  Seems VP landed a new job/promotion in a different district.   Joe is sweating bullets but the principal doesn't seem to recognize Joe or say anything about the $10.

A few days later Joe finds out he's landed the job.  

A month later, 2 weeks before school starts,  Joe comes in for orientation/meetings/paper work.  Everything is going great.  Sweet job, good school, and principal still doesn't seem to remember who Joe is.

Then on the morning of the first day of school Joe is in his room doing some last minute stuff.  Principal comes in to ask if everything is OK and if Joe is ready for his first day of school.  Joe says everything is great.  

Principal starts to walk out and then pulls a Columbo.  "Oh, I almost forgot" and he hands Joe five lunch tickets "this is so you won't have to steal money from the kids with cancer fund" and then walks out laughing.   

 
Reg Lllama of Brixton said:
This is the story I was going to share earlier in the week.  It comes 2nd or even 3rd hand from a guy I work with.  

So this guy Joe graduated from college and does the whole rat-race/office space thing for about 5 years and then decides he hates it.  He decides to go back to school and get into teaching.  He has to take a couple more classes before he can get into the credential program.  He figures he'll do some substituting for cash and experience.

One morning he gets a call from a tiny little school district way out in the boonies. Like 3 schools total. He's never subbed there before.  It's like 20 miles from his house but they pay more and even throw in some dough for mileage.  The district also belongs to a substitute co-op with like 4 other districts.  Joe figures he shouldn't turn down any jobs from any of the schools in the co-op since it might put him at the bottom of the list or something.  He takes the job.

Since it's so far away he just has enough time to shower and get dressed.  No breakfast, or coffee, or even time to pack a lunch.

He gets out to the school just in time for first period.  He's covering 7th grade math.  As he's taking roll all these kids keep coming up to his desk with baggies full of change and putting them in this empty milk jug on his desk.  Turns out that they're right in the middle of a fund raiser for a pediatric  cancer center.  "Coins Against Cancer" or something.  The kids seem really into it.  One of them says "Hey, Mr. Joe.  Why don't you donate some money?"  He checks his pockets and tells them he doesn't have any coins.  Then they start to razz him and tell him to check his wallet. "Oh, come on.  Whichever first period class brings in the most money gets an ice-cream party!  Don't you want to help us win?  And it's for kids with cancer!"

Joe looks and sees he only has a $10 bill.  He makes a grandiose gesture of putting it in the jug and he's now their hero.  Sometime later in the  period a couple of PTA moms come by and collect the milk jug.  Then they take it to the office to tally up each class's take.  After that they pour all of it into a big 5 gallon water jug up in the office.

Joe teaches the first 3 periods with no problem.  4th period is his prep and then lunch.  His stomach is reminding him that he hasn't had anything to eat all day so he figures he'll just run down to the little mini-mart/country store down the road.  Out of habit he checks his wallet and realizes he gave away his last $10 in cash.  He also notices that his credit/debit card is not there.  He left it next to his laptop the night before after doing some online shopping.

Joe realizes he's screwed.  No cash, no card, and 20 miles from home.  He also doesn't know a soul at this school.  He can't just ask the teacher next door to spot him some scratch until the next day.

He decides to bite the bullet.

Joe heads up to the office and sees the big 5-gal water cooler bottle on the front counter. It's got a big flyer taped to it with a photo of some poor kid with cancer.   It's half full of coins along with a few singles and fives.  He can actually see his $10 bill pretty much floating on top of the change.

The only person in the office is the secretary, Doreen. He sheepishly tells her his situation.  "So...uh...if I could somehow get my 10 out of the bottle I could get some lunch.  I swear I'll donate whatever I don't spend back."  The secretary is looking at him like he just asked her if he could score a dime-bag from her.  Eventually she says "well, do what you think you need to do I guess."

So he tips the bottle on its side and starts to try and fish out his 10.  Of course physics is screwing him. After a minute or two of finger blasting this thing all he's got is about $3 worth of coins all over the counter.  Then he grabs a couple of pencils and tries to use those to chopstick his sawbuck.  Still no dice.  

He notices something out of the corner of his eye and turns to look.  With all the noise the coins and the bottle were making he didn't hear the principal, VP, aaaannnnd superintendent walk in the door coming back from some meeting.  Now if the secretary looked at him like he was trying to score a dime-bag, these little-country-school admins are looking at him like he started mainlining a speedball into his wang right there in the office.  Joe also notices that the secretary isn't there anymore.  She went into a different room to make copies or something.

"Hey, uh...guys...it's uh not what it looks like"  and then explains his predicament again.  Blank looks from the suits.  The secretary walks back in so Joe says "she knows what's going on...she can vouch for me."  The secretary shrugs and says "well, that's the story he told me."  

"Look, you guys ask any of the kids in 1st period math and they'll tell you that that $10 is mine."  The VP, who I guess was a little younger and more of a wise-###, says "yeah, I suppose we could bring in a few 12 year olds to vouch for you but that would interrupt the learning process.  Or Doreen here could give you a teacher's lunch ticket for the cafeteria...on the house...and you can clean up all those pennies off the counter".  Then the suits walked into the principal's office and shut the door.

Joe looks at Doreen and says "What's for lunch?"  Doreen tells him "Pigs in a blanket and tater tots".  

"#### it, I'm in too deep to quit now" Joe thinks and tells Doreen "no thank you".  Then he goes back to giving the water bottle a pap smear.  In a minute or so he's got his $10 and heads out the door.  He goes to the mini mart and gets his lunch and a big coffee.  When he gets back to the school he quietly drops $3 and some change back in the bottle. Doreen doesn't even look up from her computer.

The rest of the day goes by without incident.  

For the next several months or so Joe gets all kinds of sub jobs but none from that particular school.  He checks the sub co-op website and notices that that school has removed him from their list.  

Fast forward to summer a year and a half later.  Joe's got his credential and is looking for a job.  He goes to an interview with a district in town and not related to the little country district at the heart of this story.

He walks into the interview and there are two people....an associate Sup and the principal..who was the VP who offered him the free lunch ticket.  Seems VP landed a new job/promotion in a different district.   Joe is sweating bullets but the principal doesn't seem to recognize Joe or say anything about the $10.

A few days later Joe finds out he's landed the job.  

A month later, 2 weeks before school starts,  Joe comes in for orientation/meetings/paper work.  Everything is going great.  Sweet job, good school, and principal still doesn't seem to remember who Joe is.

Then on the morning of the first day of school Joe is in his room doing some last minute stuff.  Principal comes in to ask if everything is OK and if Joe is ready for his first day of school.  Joe says everything is great.  

Principal starts to walk out and then pulls a Columbo.  "Oh, I almost forgot" and he hands Joe five lunch tickets "this is so you won't have to steal money from the kids with cancer fund" and then walks out laughing.   
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Reg Lllama of Brixton said:
This is the story I was going to share earlier in the week.  It comes 2nd or even 3rd hand from a guy I work with.  

So this guy Joe graduated from college and does the whole rat-race/office space thing for about 5 years and then decides he hates it.  He decides to go back to school and get into teaching.  He has to take a couple more classes before he can get into the credential program.  He figures he'll do some substituting for cash and experience.

One morning he gets a call from a tiny little school district way out in the boonies. Like 3 schools total. He's never subbed there before.  It's like 20 miles from his house but they pay more and even throw in some dough for mileage.  The district also belongs to a substitute co-op with like 4 other districts.  Joe figures he shouldn't turn down any jobs from any of the schools in the co-op since it might put him at the bottom of the list or something.  He takes the job.

Since it's so far away he just has enough time to shower and get dressed.  No breakfast, or coffee, or even time to pack a lunch.

He gets out to the school just in time for first period.  He's covering 7th grade math.  As he's taking roll all these kids keep coming up to his desk with baggies full of change and putting them in this empty milk jug on his desk.  Turns out that they're right in the middle of a fund raiser for a pediatric  cancer center.  "Coins Against Cancer" or something.  The kids seem really into it.  One of them says "Hey, Mr. Joe.  Why don't you donate some money?"  He checks his pockets and tells them he doesn't have any coins.  Then they start to razz him and tell him to check his wallet. "Oh, come on.  Whichever first period class brings in the most money gets an ice-cream party!  Don't you want to help us win?  And it's for kids with cancer!"

Joe looks and sees he only has a $10 bill.  He makes a grandiose gesture of putting it in the jug and he's now their hero.  Sometime later in the  period a couple of PTA moms come by and collect the milk jug.  Then they take it to the office to tally up each class's take.  After that they pour all of it into a big 5 gallon water jug up in the office.

Joe teaches the first 3 periods with no problem.  4th period is his prep and then lunch.  His stomach is reminding him that he hasn't had anything to eat all day so he figures he'll just run down to the little mini-mart/country store down the road.  Out of habit he checks his wallet and realizes he gave away his last $10 in cash.  He also notices that his credit/debit card is not there.  He left it next to his laptop the night before after doing some online shopping.

Joe realizes he's screwed.  No cash, no card, and 20 miles from home.  He also doesn't know a soul at this school.  He can't just ask the teacher next door to spot him some scratch until the next day.

He decides to bite the bullet.

Joe heads up to the office and sees the big 5-gal water cooler bottle on the front counter. It's got a big flyer taped to it with a photo of some poor kid with cancer.   It's half full of coins along with a few singles and fives.  He can actually see his $10 bill pretty much floating on top of the change.

The only person in the office is the secretary, Doreen. He sheepishly tells her his situation.  "So...uh...if I could somehow get my 10 out of the bottle I could get some lunch.  I swear I'll donate whatever I don't spend back."  The secretary is looking at him like he just asked her if he could score a dime-bag from her.  Eventually she says "well, do what you think you need to do I guess."

So he tips the bottle on its side and starts to try and fish out his 10.  Of course physics is screwing him. After a minute or two of finger blasting this thing all he's got is about $3 worth of coins all over the counter.  Then he grabs a couple of pencils and tries to use those to chopstick his sawbuck.  Still no dice.  

He notices something out of the corner of his eye and turns to look.  With all the noise the coins and the bottle were making he didn't hear the principal, VP, aaaannnnd superintendent walk in the door coming back from some meeting.  Now if the secretary looked at him like he was trying to score a dime-bag, these little-country-school admins are looking at him like he started mainlining a speedball into his wang right there in the office.  Joe also notices that the secretary isn't there anymore.  She went into a different room to make copies or something.

"Hey, uh...guys...it's uh not what it looks like"  and then explains his predicament again.  Blank looks from the suits.  The secretary walks back in so Joe says "she knows what's going on...she can vouch for me."  The secretary shrugs and says "well, that's the story he told me."  

"Look, you guys ask any of the kids in 1st period math and they'll tell you that that $10 is mine."  The VP, who I guess was a little younger and more of a wise-###, says "yeah, I suppose we could bring in a few 12 year olds to vouch for you but that would interrupt the learning process.  Or Doreen here could give you a teacher's lunch ticket for the cafeteria...on the house...and you can clean up all those pennies off the counter".  Then the suits walked into the principal's office and shut the door.

Joe looks at Doreen and says "What's for lunch?"  Doreen tells him "Pigs in a blanket and tater tots".  

"#### it, I'm in too deep to quit now" Joe thinks and tells Doreen "no thank you".  Then he goes back to giving the water bottle a pap smear.  In a minute or so he's got his $10 and heads out the door.  He goes to the mini mart and gets his lunch and a big coffee.  When he gets back to the school he quietly drops $3 and some change back in the bottle. Doreen doesn't even look up from her computer.

The rest of the day goes by without incident.  

For the next several months or so Joe gets all kinds of sub jobs but none from that particular school.  He checks the sub co-op website and notices that that school has removed him from their list.  

Fast forward to summer a year and a half later.  Joe's got his credential and is looking for a job.  He goes to an interview with a district in town and not related to the little country district at the heart of this story.

He walks into the interview and there are two people....an associate Sup and the principal..who was the VP who offered him the free lunch ticket.  Seems VP landed a new job/promotion in a different district.   Joe is sweating bullets but the principal doesn't seem to recognize Joe or say anything about the $10.

A few days later Joe finds out he's landed the job.  

A month later, 2 weeks before school starts,  Joe comes in for orientation/meetings/paper work.  Everything is going great.  Sweet job, good school, and principal still doesn't seem to remember who Joe is.

Then on the morning of the first day of school Joe is in his room doing some last minute stuff.  Principal comes in to ask if everything is OK and if Joe is ready for his first day of school.  Joe says everything is great.  

Principal starts to walk out and then pulls a Columbo.  "Oh, I almost forgot" and he hands Joe five lunch tickets "this is so you won't have to steal money from the kids with cancer fund" and then walks out laughing.   
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Sorry for the Sunday morning bummer.......

Damn. This woman's husband works for another branch of my company. He was here Friday for a corporate training session (I was sitting next to him) and must have found his wife when he got home. Although I didn't know her well, I've worked with him for over 20 years. Jesus....

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Uruk-Hai said:
Sorry for the Sunday morning bummer.......

Damn. This woman's husband works for another branch of my company. He was here Friday for a corporate training session (I was sitting next to him) and must have found his wife when he got home. Although I didn't know her well, I've worked with him for over 20 years. Jesus....

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ugh.  Sorry UH.  

And the whole thing seems very weird and not accidental.  

 
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