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Not sure if I've talked about the crazy broad I work with that is pretty much the biggest "one-upper/victim/martyr" in the world. The woman is unreal. She is almost incapable of having any kind of conversation without letting you know about how many problems she has and how much more serious they are than yours. Fortunately I rarely have to talk to her. We'll call her Lynn.

This morning I got to work extra early since I woke up at like 4:50AM. This other girl I work with had to distribute yearbooks to all the homeroom teachers before school started so I volunteered to help her out.

So I go into Lynn's room to drop off her box of yearbooks.

Lynn: Oh, are those the yearbooks?

Me: Yeah, I'm helping Tara distribute them.

Lynn: We'll that was nice of you. I can barely get out the door (she claims to have fallen arches or gout or rickets or some crap)

Me: Eh...yeah. I figured I'd help out since I got here at the crack of dawn and had extra time.

Lynn: I can barely get here by 8:00 these days because of the baby (she has a 5 year old daughter)

Me: Yeah, I remember what that was li....

Lynn: By the time I get her up and dressed and fed and...

Me: Well, have a good one! (exit stage left)

 
krista4 said:
General Malaise said:
krista4 said:
1. Is there a mini-Seattlehole this Friday?

2. What are our plans for ForrestHole at end of June?
Hoping to get a group together for Emerald Downs on the 28th if anybody is up for it. Kind of a drive to get out there, but not the worst way in the world to spend a day. Other than that, I'm happy just hanging out and talking. I'll be without the wife and kids, so I look forward to the relaxation of nothingness. I might even take the Bolt Bus up there.
Where are you staying?
In a tent?

 
General Malaise said:
krista4 said:
General Malaise said:
krista4 said:
1. Is there a mini-Seattlehole this Friday?

2. What are our plans for ForrestHole at end of June?
Hoping to get a group together for Emerald Downs on the 28th if anybody is up for it. Kind of a drive to get out there, but not the worst way in the world to spend a day. Other than that, I'm happy just hanging out and talking. I'll be without the wife and kids, so I look forward to the relaxation of nothingness. I might even take the Bolt Bus up there.
Where are you staying?
With my buddy Mike and his family in Greenlake. Cool fella...some of the baseball nerds in here know him as "Petty".
We're very close to Greenlake. :thumbup:

I'm up for whatever; just wanted to make sure this was still happening as we are busy people.
You had to send an email today?
I need to but gotten around to it yet. :thumbup:

 
krista4 said:
General Malaise said:
krista4 said:
1. Is there a mini-Seattlehole this Friday?

2. What are our plans for ForrestHole at end of June?
Hoping to get a group together for Emerald Downs on the 28th if anybody is up for it. Kind of a drive to get out there, but not the worst way in the world to spend a day. Other than that, I'm happy just hanging out and talking. I'll be without the wife and kids, so I look forward to the relaxation of nothingness. I might even take the Bolt Bus up there.
Where are you staying?
In a tent?
:excited:

 
Not sure if I've talked about the crazy broad I work with that is pretty much the biggest "one-upper/victim/martyr" in the world. The woman is unreal. She is almost incapable of having any kind of conversation without letting you know about how many problems she has and how much more serious they are than yours. Fortunately I rarely have to talk to her. We'll call her Lynn.

This morning I got to work extra early since I woke up at like 4:50AM. This other girl I work with had to distribute yearbooks to all the homeroom teachers before school started so I volunteered to help her out.

So I go into Lynn's room to drop off her box of yearbooks.

Lynn: Oh, are those the yearbooks?

Me: Yeah, I'm helping Tara distribute them.

Lynn: We'll that was nice of you. I can barely get out the door (she claims to have fallen arches or gout or rickets or some crap)

Me: Eh...yeah. I figured I'd help out since I got here at the crack of dawn and had extra time.

Lynn: I can barely get here by 8:00 these days because of the baby (she has a 5 year old daughter)

Me: Yeah, I remember what that was li....

Lynn: By the time I get her up and dressed and fed and...

Me: Well, have a good one! (exit stage left)
My co-worker is waaay worse

 
Not sure if I've talked about the crazy broad I work with that is pretty much the biggest "one-upper/victim/martyr" in the world. The woman is unreal. She is almost incapable of having any kind of conversation without letting you know about how many problems she has and how much more serious they are than yours. Fortunately I rarely have to talk to her. We'll call her Lynn.

This morning I got to work extra early since I woke up at like 4:50AM. This other girl I work with had to distribute yearbooks to all the homeroom teachers before school started so I volunteered to help her out.

So I go into Lynn's room to drop off her box of yearbooks.

Lynn: Oh, are those the yearbooks?

Me: Yeah, I'm helping Tara distribute them.

Lynn: We'll that was nice of you. I can barely get out the door (she claims to have fallen arches or gout or rickets or some crap)

Me: Eh...yeah. I figured I'd help out since I got here at the crack of dawn and had extra time.

Lynn: I can barely get here by 8:00 these days because of the baby (she has a 5 year old daughter)

Me: Yeah, I remember what that was li....

Lynn: By the time I get her up and dressed and fed and...

Me: Well, have a good one! (exit stage left)
Lynn's her real name, isn't it.

 
Not sure if I've talked about the crazy broad I work with that is pretty much the biggest "one-upper/victim/martyr" in the world. The woman is unreal. She is almost incapable of having any kind of conversation without letting you know about how many problems she has and how much more serious they are than yours. Fortunately I rarely have to talk to her. We'll call her Lynn.

This morning I got to work extra early since I woke up at like 4:50AM. This other girl I work with had to distribute yearbooks to all the homeroom teachers before school started so I volunteered to help her out.

So I go into Lynn's room to drop off her box of yearbooks.

Lynn: Oh, are those the yearbooks?

Me: Yeah, I'm helping Tara distribute them.

Lynn: We'll that was nice of you. I can barely get out the door (she claims to have fallen arches or gout or rickets or some crap)

Me: Eh...yeah. I figured I'd help out since I got here at the crack of dawn and had extra time.

Lynn: I can barely get here by 8:00 these days because of the baby (she has a 5 year old daughter)

Me: Yeah, I remember what that was li....

Lynn: By the time I get her up and dressed and fed and...

Me: Well, have a good one! (exit stage left)
My co-worker is waaay worse
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Not sure if I've talked about the crazy broad I work with that is pretty much the biggest "one-upper/victim/martyr" in the world. The woman is unreal. She is almost incapable of having any kind of conversation without letting you know about how many problems she has and how much more serious they are than yours. Fortunately I rarely have to talk to her. We'll call her Lynn.

This morning I got to work extra early since I woke up at like 4:50AM. This other girl I work with had to distribute yearbooks to all the homeroom teachers before school started so I volunteered to help her out.

So I go into Lynn's room to drop off her box of yearbooks.

Lynn: Oh, are those the yearbooks?

Me: Yeah, I'm helping Tara distribute them.

Lynn: We'll that was nice of you. I can barely get out the door (she claims to have fallen arches or gout or rickets or some crap)

Me: Eh...yeah. I figured I'd help out since I got here at the crack of dawn and had extra time.

Lynn: I can barely get here by 8:00 these days because of the baby (she has a 5 year old daughter)

Me: Yeah, I remember what that was li....

Lynn: By the time I get her up and dressed and fed and...

Me: Well, have a good one! (exit stage left)
Lynn's her real name, isn't it.
No.

 
is offdee coming to beerhole?
I'll throw a shovel in the truck just in case.
7 - Best looking corpse at the bottom of the lake. Tops aquatically.
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You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.

 
You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.
Damn, that does suck.

 
You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.
Yeah that probably does suck.

 
You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.
Wow. That's rough, man.

 
Wait, there's balconies at campgrounds now?


Dude, that blows. Who is this crazy woman and why did she attack you? Other than being crazy, I mean. Who took your daughter while you were gone?

### ####, kilogram.....

 
I am selling two 27" Apple Thunderbolt displays. They are $1,000 new (IIRC) and usually $800 on CL. I have these on CL for $750 each. GMTAN special of $700 per if any of you are interested.

 
You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.
Damn, -fish-

Umm...not to be a Richard, but I really would like to know...what's your rule on "My kid(s) get to meet chicks I'm banging if/when _________".

I really don't know how to answer that. It's kinda tough since pretty much my whole life revolves around my two kids, one of whom I don't have custody of, and I'm kind of wary about #### like this going down. I really haven't figured it out...I have a vague notion of "when it gets serious". My reluctance to include them with my kid time activities has unintended consequences. Let's just 9-1/2 weeks would be ####### milestone achievement.

 
I am selling two 27" Apple Thunderbolt displays. They are $1,000 new (IIRC) and usually $800 on CL. I have these on CL for $750 each. GMTAN special of $700 per if any of you are interested.
-fish- is playing real life Werewolf with a female Succubus and you're treating this thread like your own personal Swap Shop. Neat.

 
I am selling two 27" Apple Thunderbolt displays. They are $1,000 new (IIRC) and usually $800 on CL. I have these on CL for $750 each. GMTAN special of $700 per if any of you are interested.
-fish- is playing real life Werewolf with a female Succubus and you're treating this thread like your own personal Swap Shop. Neat.
:goodposting:

also, what is a thunderbolt? Just a fancy word for a flat panel screen?

 
You know what sucks? When you're asleep and a crazed drunk chick starts kicking you and yelling at you in the middle of the night with two little kids present. And then while you're looking for your shoes she punches you in the face and splits your lip, then scratches the side of your face til blood is running all over the place. Then she finds your shoes and throws them over a balcony railing, all while yelling at you and your kid.

The best part is when campground security calls 911 and you get arrested for domestic violence because she lies to the police and says you started it and that she was just peacefully sleeping so then you go to jail not knowing where your daughter is and have to explain it to your ex wife on a collect call.

Then you get to sleep on a floor with 30 dirty hippies who got busted selling hallucinogenics at the Sasquatch festival, while hoping the Sheriff can find a judge willing to release you on a holiday.

Then you have to drive an hour back to the campground to get your stuff, leaving you with Memorial Day traffic that takes 7 1/2 hours to get through, so you can go to bed, get 4 hours of sleep and get back for a 9 am arraignment that really isn't set until 1:30.

So for a mere $3,500, you can retain an attorney who will interview the six witnesses the police didn't take statements from, all of whom (including a police detective) will testify that her statement is false and that she got drunk after you went to bed.

Then you can hope to get the stupid thing dismissed so you don't lose your law license.
Somehow I feel like I actually know less about what happened to you.

 

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