Will probably have mine if I risk going to sleep. The scissors are missing ...
Choo choo! All aboard the Complain Train!
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Well that convinced me. I bought a keyboard.
Well technically I bought 2, because I bought a 75% and also a separate number pad. I use the number pad a lot for work, but I don't need it all the time, and I prefer a smaller keyboard when I game, plus I prefer the number pad to be on the left side instead of the right so that I can use it and the mouse or arrow keys at the same time.
So...I spent $300 on 2 keyboards that in total equal one full size keyboard.
I am fully aware that this is probably a poor financial decision.
It's a good thing I only use my power for Good.
Only to people who judge everything on monetary value... and fuck them.
Ya know what pisses me off about making a thread on reddit? Sometimes I want to talk about something, whatever that is, and then I'll give some example of the KIND of thing I'm talking about, but instead of discussing the topic I wanted to talk about, everyone just homes in on the example as if that was my primary interest. And the hell of it is, if I DON'T give an example in the OP then people will start asking for me to give them a better idea of what I'm talking about. I hate it. I can't win.
Got a letter telling me that my appeal for my insurance claim was denied and have to send it up to a stage 2 appeal now. The heart of the matter is that Anthem is trying to claim the in-network provider I went to for an MRI is somehow out-of-network so they don't have to pay for it.
I'm going to let myself calm down for a bit before I write my return letter to send it up to the next appeal stage. I somehow think that starting the letter with "Dear festering hemorrhoidal assholes," doesn't come across as very professional.
I'm going to let myself calm down for a bit before I write my return letter to send it up to the next appeal stage. I somehow think that starting the letter with "Dear festering hemorrhoidal assholes," doesn't come across as very professional.
My girlfriend is going through similar insurance nightmares right now. A couple of years ago, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. They caught it early, removed the cancer, did the chemo, did the radiation, and along with hormonal therapy, she was prescribed a regimen of bone density infusions by her oncologist, once every 6 months. The first two went fine, but she changed her insurance provider between the last and the one she was supposed to have a couple of days ago, but the new provider is asking for a referral from a doctor before they'll pay for her infusion, and apparently the doctor that prescribed it isn't good enough for a referral. So her options were to pay out of pocket which would have been several hundreds if not thousands of dollars, or postpone her infusion until she can see another doctor to say what the first doctor said is legit.
I really wonder how insurance companies live with themselves sometimes.
My parents had us sit in the back of station wagon cars without seat belts too.
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That’s rookie shit; me and my mates got to lay down in the boot of the station wagon if the adults had taken all the seats. Shit was rad at the time but I look back on it and feel I got supremely lucky not to have been bodily ejected from the car.
I think I remember doing that with my BMX when I was ten. With footy cards pegged to the spokes.
My cousins and I would do sleepovers and play a game we called "traps." Since we slept in the basement, we'd elect one of us to go upstairs and wait while the rest of us assembled a gauntlet of traps on the stairs using pillows, sofa cushions, blankets, etc. When we were done, we turned off all the lights, and the 'chosen one' had to walk down the stairs in the dark and inexorably fall, hopefully as violently as possible, and at the bottom receive a merciless pillow beating. Apparently we had a blast doing this to each other despite the numerous bumps, bruises, and banged heads, but it does call into question the parenting skills of our parents who had to have heard the terrified screams of their children falling down the stairs. Mayhaps it was the ensuing giggling from the rest of us that assured them no one had died or been seriously injured. Simpler times...
We're all in our 40s now, and we still talk about "traps" to this day as one of the dumbest things we did as kids.
My dumbest thing: There was a tree with a long, sturdy branch to which we'd attached a rope. You could stand on a boulder that was about 3 feet high from which you swung the rope away from you. As it swung back, you leapt out to grab it and swing. Lotta fun with the added thrill of danger regarding what would happen if you missed the rope. We did this flawlessly for days, maybe even weeks.
Sadly, my buddy found out what happens, hitting the ground hard with his face and looked like a Racoon for a week or two. We found other stupid things to do instead.
A lot like one of my dumbest things. A friend had a similar kind of rope swing in his backyard. He also had a trampoline... and a swimming pool. And of course we put those things together. Now, landing in the pool is safe enough... however it took a fairly mighty leap to get from the trampoline to the water, and not coming up short and landing on the cement surrounding the pool.
20-year-old me would definitely have tried that. 42-year-old me's asshole is puckering at the mere thought.
Alright, iPhone users, what's the deal with this new feature allowing you to react to text messages with emojis?? Every time I send an iPhone user a casual text, I'm notified that they "
'd" it or "
'd" it. I don't fucking care! Either text me back or ignore me; emoji responses to informational texts add literally nothing to any potential conversation, and my phone buzzing every time someone opts to waste energy "liking" my text is infuriating.
'd" it or "'d" it. I don't fucking care! Either text me back or ignore me; emoji responses to informational texts add literally nothing to any potential conversation, and my phone buzzing every time someone opts to waste energy "liking" my text is infuriating.
Alright, iPhone users, what's the deal with this new feature allowing you to react to text messages with emojis?? Every time I send an iPhone user a casual text, I'm notified that they "
The use of the slang "mid". Used to describe something as average, mediocre, or middle of the road. My problem with the usage is that many people (online) have been using the term in negative connotations, or to describe something as bad. What's the point of the slang when many people are misusing it, or only using the term to describe or say a thing is bad. If it is bad, just say it's bad, sucks, or terrible, etc. Slang has always been stupid and is why I rarely take part in it.
I sprained my ankle playing football the other day. This is my first injury as a working man (and therefore my first sick leave), and while it was kinda fun to lie in bed all day and watch anime, overall this is such a fucking annoyance. My exercise routine is fucked, my healthy eating habits are fucked, and my back is fucked from elevating my leg all day.
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Due to all the rain we've been having the workers have not had a chance to fix the leak in my roof yet, so they just put a tarp over it to keep the rain out. It is currently incredibly windy so the tarp has flown off. Now I have to call them back and either get them to re-do it, or actually fix the leak finally.
Flat roofs can be an absolute bastard to fix leaks on tbf; water is trickier than a hobbit.