ilovefuzz.com

If you turn the volume down instead of pushing mute you don't get 'mute' showing up on the TV.

You've been next-levelled.

That is a sleazy photo op though.

D.o.S. wrote:If you turn the volume down instead of pushing mute you don't get 'mute' showing up on the TV.

You've been next-levelled.

The mute disappears after like a second.

Someone switched around the monitors on one of the desks.

Goblins. There be goblins in here.

OK, I just don't want to be here now.

And I can't get the smell of garlic off my hands!

snipelfritz wrote:And I can't get the smell of garlic off my hands!

Same thing happens to me every time I cook with onions.
At first it's an almost heavenly aroma, then it grows to be absolutely disgusting and I want to set my hands on fire and peel away the skin to get the smell out.

jrfox92 wrote:

snipelfritz wrote:And I can't get the smell of garlic off my hands!

Same thing happens to me every time I cook with onions.
At first it's an almost heavenly aroma, then it grows to be absolutely disgusting and I want to set my hands on fire and peel away the skin to get the smell out.

Lemon juice.

just totaled my pop's car. here's to being broke for the rest of the year and not having transportation to work anymore.

waltdogg wrote:just totaled my pop's car. here's to being broke for the rest of the year and not having transportation to work anymore.

I'm glad you're alive though. Better broke than dead.

Forgot my wallet at band practice yesterday, so no lunch today. Also, I couldn't find my work shirt and I took my dads which is large as opposed to my size, xs-s so I'll look really awk at a workplace I've never been. Yay

Well, my Mom has been having some digestive issues for the last year. The doctors haven't been able to figure anything out, so they did an endoscopy today and found a bunch of scar tissue that may or may not be cancer. We'll find out in a week or so if it is. 2016 seems to just be the "fuck you and everyone you love" year.

GuitarSlim101 wrote:Well, my Mom has been having some digestive issues for the last year. The doctors haven't been able to figure anything out, so they did an endoscopy today and found a bunch of scar tissue that may or may not be cancer. We'll find out in a week or so if it is. 2016 seems to just be the "fuck you and everyone you love" year.

Shit, I'm sorry man. My dad had cancer maybe 10years ago, it's rough. I'm hoping it isn't that. Cancer treatment has gotten better last few years though, don't lose hope if it happens to be

One day people in my company will figure out how "Reply All" and CC work and my coworker and I will finally stop having to forward and re-add ourselves to every conversation.

Strange Tales wrote:One day people in my company will figure out how "Reply All" and CC work and my coworker and I will finally stop having to forward and re-add ourselves to every conversation.

There's the inverse, too: people who reply all and really shouldn't. Just answer the originator's query that has no relevance to anyone else and leave the rest of us alone. We're trying to get work done. Worse, still: reply-all to the whole business unit in what is a sustained conversation between just two people with read receipt requests.

Aaaaand my parents have to put down their elderly orange tabby this week because he's having thyroid issues and isn't responding to meds. He's a delightfully goofy cat, and I hate to see him go.

Great. Grand. Wonderful.

Fuck everything.