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my house smells like burnt french fries....i'm so very afraid

LiquidMantis wrote:

my house smells like burnt french fries....i'm so very afraid

Are all your cookies gone?

Quintin_Stone wrote:

And I came out of the closet!

Took long enough!

Yellek wrote:
Mimble wrote:
LiquidMantis wrote:

QUINTIN IS IN YOUR HOUSE!!!

I thought I heard something in the closet...

If you get hungry in there, there's cookies in the kitchen, third cupboard to the left of the fridge. ;-)

No I ate all the cookies.

Dammit. That was a brand new bag of Oreos. I expect to find a fiver and a thank you note.

LiquidMantis wrote:

my house smells like burnt french fries....i'm so very afraid

You should be! Yellek will eat all the cookies in your house, and I'm not sure what sort of things Q-Stone eats when denied access to cookies.

Mimble wrote:
Yellek wrote:
Mimble wrote:
LiquidMantis wrote:

QUINTIN IS IN YOUR HOUSE!!!

I thought I heard something in the closet...

If you get hungry in there, there's cookies in the kitchen, third cupboard to the left of the fridge. ;-)

No I ate all the cookies.

Dammit. That was a brand new bag of Oreos. I expect to find a fiver and a thank you note.

Oh I'm a considerate guest. I replaced it with a new bag and tidied up a bit before I left.

Mimble wrote:
LiquidMantis wrote:

my house smells like burnt french fries....i'm so very afraid

You should be! Yellek will eat all the cookies in your house, and I'm not sure what sort of things Q-Stone eats when denied access to cookies. ;-)

I'd check your bourbon.

Yellek wrote:

I'd check your bourbon.

Ha! No threat there. Bottles go from the liquor store to the recycle bin so fast it makes the room spin.

LiquidMantis wrote:

Ha! No threat there. Bottles go from the liquor store to the recycle bin so fast it makes the room spin.

Ah, so that's where the spinning comes from!

I'd always wondered.

One of the services we use at work has a 3-step password reset process that requires you to solve a CAPTCHA at each and every step. I guess CAPTCHAs 2 and 3 are in case I turn into a robot at some point after initiating the password reset process. Maybe the devs were really worried about Borg attacks.

muttonchop wrote:

One of the services we use at work has a 3-step password reset process that requires you to solve a CAPTCHA at each and every step. I guess CAPTCHAs 2 and 3 are in case I turn into a robot at some point after initiating the password reset process. Maybe the devs were really worried about Borg attacks.

"But what if the user is a sleeper Cylon who gets activated in the middle of the password reset process? Then you'll wish you'd listened to us. The three CAPTCHAs stay!"

Three CAPTCHAs safe.

muttonchop wrote:

One of the services we use at work has a 3-step password reset process that requires you to solve a CAPTCHA at each and every step. I guess CAPTCHAs 2 and 3 are in case I turn into a robot at some point after initiating the password reset process. Maybe the devs were really worried about Borg attacks.

I like the idea of an AI that can solve two CAPTCHAs but not three in a row.

Went to the supermarket today. Walking in, I saw a woman leaving who recently got fired from my work for doing the hanky-panky with another co-worker. Yes, someone actually walked in on them.

Walking out from the same supermarket visit, I saw her replacement.

What are the freaking chances.

brouhaha wrote:

Went to the supermarket today. Walking in, I saw a woman leaving who recently got fired from my work for doing the hanky-panky with another co-worker. Yes, someone actually walked in on them.

Walking out from the same supermarket visit, I saw her replacement.

What are the freaking chances.

Aren't there only, like, five people in Maine?

iaintgotnopants wrote:
brouhaha wrote:

Went to the supermarket today. Walking in, I saw a woman leaving who recently got fired from my work for doing the hanky-panky with another co-worker. Yes, someone actually walked in on them.

Walking out from the same supermarket visit, I saw her replacement.

What are the freaking chances.

Aren't there only, like, five people in Maine?

Ha, ha. Yeah, and we're all related too!

brouhaha wrote:
iaintgotnopants wrote:
brouhaha wrote:

Went to the supermarket today. Walking in, I saw a woman leaving who recently got fired from my work for doing the hanky-panky with another co-worker. Yes, someone actually walked in on them.

Walking out from the same supermarket visit, I saw her replacement.

What are the freaking chances.

Aren't there only, like, five people in Maine?

Ha, ha. Yeah, and we're all related too!

That adds an extra wrinkle to the previously mentioned hanky-panky.

I have the office to myself, shoes removed, and wearing sandals over my work socks. There is no one to tell me otherwise.

I am mad with power.

Miashara wrote:

...wearing sandals over my work socks.

I am a terrible person.

FTFY

Miashara wrote:

I have the office to myself, shoes removed, and wearing sandals over my work socks. There is no one to tell me otherwise.

I am mad with power.

Your first mistake was admitting it. If no-one knows, it doesn't count.

Y'all just jealous of how fancy I am.

Recent events have led me to believe that The Onion and other satirical news sources are, in fact, completely redundant in today's world.

Minarchist wrote:

Recent events have led me to believe that The Onion and other satirical news sources are, in fact, completely redundant in today's world.

You could make a fun game out of it: Real News Story or Onion Parody?

Redwing wrote:
Minarchist wrote:

Recent events have led me to believe that The Onion and other satirical news sources are, in fact, completely redundant in today's world.

You could make a fun game out of it: Real News Story or Onion Parody?

That game is why I stopped drinking.

I report, you drink!

Here's a test case that had me scratching my head last night.

Today's random, "popcorn" rain shower has just turned into a full-blown hail storm.

One of the best meals I've ever had in my life was basically at one of these. One of my co-workers was a former chef, and for a company charity auction, he put in "dinner for 8 at my house". The top 8 bidders got dinner, with all the money going to charity and the guy footing the bill for the food in exchange - the only request that each person bring a bottle of wine.

Seats ended up going for between $80 and $120 a head.

And it was one of the best meals I've ever had.

Its super hard to replicate such an intimate setting in a formal (and legal) space, and there's no way any health department would certify a home kitchen. So really, the next step for these underground supper club is to follow the route that wholesale drug trafficking has followed - separate the money from the product. If you can't prove the people in the house paid for the meal, it's just a dinner party, isn't it?

So I'm watching tv in my room and it goes to commercial. As I'm leaving my room, a commercial for some random restaurant is playing. The narrator talks about their "fresh hand chopped salads," only to me, I don't hear "hand chopped." I had to do a double take because for some reason I heard "handjob salads."

Hold the dressing please.

dhelor wrote:

So I'm watching tv in my room and it goes to commercial. As I'm leaving my room, a commercial for some random restaurant is playing. The narrator talks about their "fresh hand chopped salads," only to me, I don't hear "hand chopped." I had to do a double take because for some reason I heard "handjob salads."

Hold the dressing please.

Ugh, you had to remind me why I stopped eating clam chowder (apart from the shellfish allergies)

Fight Club wrote:

Narrator: Clean food, please.
Waiter: In that case, sir, may I advise against the lady eating clam chowder?
Narrator: No clam chowder, thank you.

Two days ago, a guy from another department at work called me to report a couple problems he was having with our software. I reproduced the problems, they looked like bugs, I promised I'd fix them. I had a couple higher-priority issues I needed to handle first, so I haven't had a chance to fix anything yet. Today I got another call: "Hey we noticed you fixed those bugs, everything works now. Thanks!"

Good: Bug goes away on its own, I still get credit
Not so good: Still don't know what went wrong in the first place.

muttonchop wrote:

Two days ago, a guy from another department at work called me to report a couple problems he was having with our software. I reproduced the problems, they looked like bugs, I promised I'd fix them. I had a couple higher-priority issues I needed to handle first, so I haven't had a chance to fix anything yet. Today I got another call: "Hey we noticed you fixed those bugs, everything works now. Thanks!"

Good: Bug goes away on its own, I still get credit
Not so good: Still don't know what went wrong in the first place. :|

It's the karma of the customer support world bro, take it when you can get it. My favorite close status in our system is "Customer Resolved Issue".

It seems like everyone has a tattoo these days. I'm starting to feel left out. So I'm thinking maybe get I'll get one that says "Only Temporary" on my arm or shoulder. Maybe even make it look like it's etched in stone.