Random thing you loathe right now.

Our last home’s street number was 6661.

Those sixes seem to freak everyone out. I constantly had to repeat and correct that address, and all I could come up with is subconsciously, they were avoiding writing it out.

Perfect home for our first pup, Crowley, named after the demons from Good Omens and Supernatural. He was also perfectly born on Friday 13th.

Also, here is a pic of Crowley I took because he was crying. He dropped his bone, and despite getting stuck on the blanket, it was just too far out of reach. The video of it is pretty funny.

IMAGE(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EJY14JiW4AAr9YP?format=jpg&name=large)

Need more Crowley in the post picture of your pet thread.

SallyNasty wrote:
Danjo Olivaw wrote:
Clumber wrote:

My random loathe, which is nothing new for me is my gd house number. My street number is 16A. Which would be fine if it were an apartment unit or part of the building that is #16. No, I live in the house between 16 and 18. The regular UPS and Fedex guy have figured it out. I can't seem to do anything to get Amazon Logistics to correctly deliver packages. The second line of my address is "Brown house between 16 & 18". It doesn't help.

I'm right there with you. Accidentally moved in across the hall from my doppelganger - same last name, the feminine equivalent of my first name, and an address number that's just two digits transposed. And we have the same kind of car, so when the first mixup was a notice of their car being towed, it took me forever to figure out I'd opened the wrong mail.

This sounds like the perfect setup for a romantic comedy!

Ew.

Ew.

Jayhawker wrote:

Our last home’s street number was 6661.

Those sixes seem to freak everyone out. I constantly had to repeat and correct that address, and all I could come up with is subconsciously, they were avoiding writing it out.

Perfect home for our first pup, Crowley, named after the demons from Good Omens and Supernatural. He was also perfectly born on Friday 13th.

Also, here is a pic of Crowley I took because he was crying. He dropped his bone, and despite getting stuck on the blanket, it was just too far out of reach. The video of it is pretty funny.

OMG Crowley is SO CUTE!!! I love the name and the house address...so fitting! <3 <3

Clumber wrote:

My random loathe, which is nothing new for me is my gd house number. My street number is 16A. Which would be fine if it were an apartment unit or part of the building that is #16. No, I live in the house between 16 and 18. The regular UPS and Fedex guy have figured it out. I can't seem to do anything to get Amazon Logistics to correctly deliver packages. The second line of my address is "Brown house between 16 & 18". It doesn't help.

This is a shame. Your neighbor should be 16A and you 16B. I suppose there’s nothing to be done about it now. Get real friendly with your neighbor in 16 and see if they’re ok with you checking the front porch from time to time. Give them your cel number and see if they’ll text you if they find your stuff on their porch.

Caroline Flack, has been found dead at her home. She was due to stand trial for the alleged abuse and assault of her boyfriend. It is suspected, although yet to be confirmed, that she took her own life. (It has since been reported that her lawyer has confirmed the suicide.)

It raises concerns once more surrounding trial by the media, and social media, with the effects this can have on the mental health of those at the centre of it. Her career was in tatters. Online commentators, and media voices, had tarred and feathered her since the news broke.

There has been an outpouring of grief and outrage. She was a popular figure and now people want consequences for those who spread allegations and harrassed her online.

I loathe this aspect of our social media age. If not for the ease of spreading allegations and the far reaching backlash many people may have lived on and came through rehabilitation.

Sandy’s hot dog restaurants have all closed because owner retired. They had really yummy slaw dogs and great ice cream. I’m sad.

Apps having to have a notification always on to work.

Also that I want a nice new Pixel phone, but not all the "evil megacorporation that is Google" that comes with it. Sigh.

A bunch of people at work agreeing on what looks like a dangerously wrong decision and feeling like I won't be able to talk them out of it.

My daughter has had a bit of a fever and been tired, grumpy and whatnot for what is now three days. That's reason enough for a loathe, but just now I opened up the news and the first story is that a kid in my state has died from a disease that has almost the exact same symptoms as my daughter has. Now, it's extremely unlikely to be what my daughter has given that a) she's vaccinated against it, b) it's super hard to catch, and c) she'd be doing a lot worse by now if she had it, but I still worry.

When it's me it's all "no worries, I'll be right", but when it's my daughter I turn into an anxious hypochondriac. The hospital didn't seem to concerned about it over the phone, but we're taking her to the doctor regardless.