Minor Confession Thread

Yeah, it's legit to pass when they're no kiddos and no warning lights. It's just another vehicle then.

I went out and bought a project car that I've never driven an example of before and proceeded to spend the last 3 years working on it, still having not driven it.

I laughed my ass off listening to the Ron & Fez show make ObamasBigBoner the biggest trend on Twitter

Confession:

I liked locked threads that end with pictures.

Today's lecture was on bacterial transformation (adding genes to bacteria.) My illustration of the technique included a description of a stressed out bacterium that was prepared to pick up DNA plasmids. I actually pretended to be a bacteria curled up in a fetal position, sobbing on the floor of the classroom.

[Note: it effectively got the kids to stop looking at their stupid phones, and that was the intended effect. I have no shame]

mndsm wrote: Yeah, it's legit to pass when they're no kiddos and no warning lights. It's just another vehicle then.

it's legal to pass even if there are kiddies on board … as long as the lights aren't flashing/the stop sign isn't deployed

I'm damn near ready to bail on the guy I'm trying to order a car through. I've know him for a while, our wives used to work together, I like the guy, but it's just shy not a month and there is not order in place. Agreed upon options and price and he assures me the dealer allotment is sitting there, but no order. I know he's got some other stuff going on and he usually does fleet sales instead of individual cars, but if you can't do it just tell me. I won't be mad. Sitting here doing nothing is what makes me mad.

wbjones wrote:

mndsm wrote: Yeah, it's legit to pass when they're no kiddos and no warning lights. It's just another vehicle then.

it's legal to pass even if there are kiddies on board … as long as the lights aren't flashing/the stop sign isn't deployed

Well, kiddos on the ground is what i meant. They're just passengers on the bus if they're still there.

As for my confession- I dominated the toilet so hard this morning, the cat ran in fear of the smell. I was proud.

I enjoy watching Amish: Out of Order.

mndsm wrote: As for my confession- I dominated the toilet so hard this morning, the cat ran in fear of the smell. I was proud.

After one of those BLTs, I dutch-ovened my wife without even putting a blanket over her head.

I Just had a customer complain that his train was late and he missed his ferry. He wanted me to go down and do something about the idiot running the train. I told hinge needed to call the complaint number, that I had nothing to do with the trains. He asked for my badge number and called me an shiny happy person. Then in a very important voice he said I hadn't heard the last of him and to finish of his rant he said "you don't know who I am". As though he was someone of great importance. I looked at him thinking for a few seconds and answered "Dad?!" He didn't find it as funny as I did.

In reply to Wally:

was it the trump-miester?

I am afraid to clean the gutters on the back side of my house because it is steep and 60' to fall.

I am also disinclined to call someone so right now I'm cobbling a massive Rube Goldberg device out of PVC to attach to my shop vac.

it won't work. i already know this but yet... I persist.

what is the definition of crazy again?

I will soon have 3 running cars in my driveway, and 3 non-running cars in my garage.

poopshovel wrote: I will soon have 3 running cars in my driveway, and 3 non-running cars in my garage.

I am showing this to my wife when she complains about me spending money on the WRX.

Sometimes I need to keep my funny thoughts to my self. After the wife's acupuncture appointment the acupuncturist told me I was lucky she was so easy going and not high Maintainance.

I said she was just a different high maintainance. Instead of the shoes and clothes type she was more like the Grandpa's old Plymouth type where she needs constant tinkering to keep running. I probably should have kept that to myself.

I am an awful person. Today a woman asked me for directions accompanied by a guy with one of those electric voice boxes. She repeated herself a couple times to make sure she understood them when Mr. Cancer Kazoo pushed her aside to shout them back at me. A short while later I went down to use the bathroom and he was yelling at the token booth clerk, who was talking back to him through the horrible Korean War surplus intercoms they have. It sounded like to robots from a 1950s space movie fighting. I watched from a distance until I couldn't hold it together anymore then ducked into the crew room hysterically laughing.

I haven't reading my GRMs when they come in and I haven't really missed them. I actually look forward to car and driver more these last 4 months.

I did this today.

Sometimes I'll get bored while surfing the internet/GRM site, and type in a new address. But I just end up typing the address for the GRM site.

One of my greatest regrets in life is marrying someone that owns a Hyundai Sonata (2006). I hate that car, i hated paying off that car, i hate working on it. It physically makes me ill to ride in it and to drive it is my worst nightmare turned reality.

If it were up to me I would trade it in on this sweet 96 Escort Wagon my brother found that has fuel and brake issues.

I am an awful person. When there are service problems I will keep a bus at my terminal late if a ferry is coming in so that there is on waiting for the customers.

This morning I told someone they had to wait so they ran to the bathroom while I waited with the bus to load it when the boat unloaded. There weren't a lot of people so it loaded before the driver got back. As soon as the last customer boarded and the bus didn't move someone started to complain. I again explained the situation and he exited the rear doors to come over and continue carrying on cursing and hollering. As he got off the bus the driver got on the bus and drove off. I started giggling uncontrolably. Looks like the customer service people are going to have to send out another apology letter next week.

Yesterday, I called in sick. Said it was from food poisening--which wasn't incorrect, as I did have quite the upset stomach from a peice of Little Caesars. But the real reason I called in sick was for a Mental Health Day.

I'm shocked that I don't feel guilty about it. Usually I try to justify something like this in my head, and come to the realization that I'm just making excuses. But yesterday, my excuses didn't upset me at all.

I ran into the pole next to the ATM yesterday due to being in a hurry. Thus the dent in my fender and terrible scratch down the drivers side door.

I'm ashamed.

Wally wrote: I am an awful person. When there are service problems I will keep a bus at my terminal late if a ferry is coming in so that there is on waiting for the customers. This morning I told someone they had to wait so they ran to the bathroom while I waited with the bus to load it when the boat unloaded. There weren't a lot of people so it loaded before the driver got back. As soon as the last customer boarded and the bus didn't move someone started to complain. I again explained the situation and he exited the rear doors to come over and continue carrying on cursing and hollering. As he got off the bus the driver got on the bus and drove off. I started giggling uncontrolably. Looks like the customer service people are going to have to send out another apology letter next week.

this made me laugh … I'm a bad boy … when shiny happy people get what's coming to them I tend to laugh