Random Rants ΠΕ': You're standing on my neck.

[Takhisis]

Why? I already assume that TF's RL pic is his avatar.

 

[Synobun]

Why? I already assume that TF's RL pic is his avatar.

There's a fair chance he looks like Tin-Tin now instead.

 

[Takhisis]

WIth the houppe and all?

 

[Valka D'Ur]

I love how a lot of us stay home all the time anyways, but the one time we need to do it we start going insane.

Yep. As I said to some people on another forum I hang out on, it's one thing to stay home because you want to. It's another thing to stay home because you have to. I find myself pacing around here and sometimes feeding the cat just for something to do (she doesn't mind, but it's still something I shouldn't do).

I'm well-stocked with Swiffer stuff. I should really just dust everything.

 

[choxorn]

I love how a lot of us stay home all the time anyways, but the one time we need to do it we start going insane.

I stay home a lot, sure, but I need to go out sometimes!

 

[Timsup2nothin]

Relevant anecdote for those feeling locked in:

Spoiler :

During my county jail tour before I made my way to prison I came to this one fine facility where they dumped me in what was called the "pre-sentencing tank." This was a big steel box with bars on one end separating it from a hallway with a long steel table down the center. Along both sides there were cells partitioned off by bars across the front with a sliding door. Pretty typical stuff like you see in jail movies. In each individual cell there was a light behind a plexiglass panel that, in my estimation, made no difference at all. The big overhead lights from the "day room" shining in through the bars were more than enough to read by, which was how I spent most of my time, and even after "lock down" there was one row of them left on that was still enough to read by. During the day the cell doors were open and people could hang out at the table playing cards or chess or whatever.

The cop assigned to that floor came through every couple hours. He had a time clock on the back wall that he had to key to verify that he indeed walked through and looked into each individual cell. The jail had had an incident where some guy hung himself in a cell and the cops didn't notice for like a day and a half so this timeclock business was a corrective action. Anyway, despite the fact that there was plenty of light anyway, covering the light in the cell was against the rules as if the cop wouldn't be able to see if you hung yourself. And despite the fact that there was no notable difference made I had this cellie who insisted on covering the light with a piece of paper "so it didn't keep him awake."

One day I'm reading a book and cellie wanders in to take a nap, and of course he sticks a paper over the light. He goes to sleep, I'm still reading. I kinda vaguely notice the cop going by, and then sure enough our door slams shut. Cellie hops up and says "What's going on? Why'd they lock us down?" About then he sees that the rest of the cells are still open. I tell him the cop just went by and give my best guess that he didn't like the paper on the light. Dude snatches off the paper and starts yelling after the cop to open the door. I tell him "That cop is gone. He'll be back in a couple hours and he'll open the door, but until then we're stuck."

So dude stands there leaning on the bars like the guy on the Monopoly board.

For two hours.

Finally the cop comes by and dude asks "why'd you lock us in." Cop says "You covered the light." "I took it down." "I see that. I'll be opening your door."

So the cop tags his clock, goes back out in the hall, and sure enough our door slides open.

Dude has been standing there for two freakin' hours leaning against the closed door. The door is now open.

So he lies back down and goes back to sleep.

 

[Farm Boy]

Makes sense to me.

 

[The_J]

A friend of mine is complaining to me about her boyfriend (who's a good friend of mine).
They're locked in together.
They're very different.
They problem is that they are very different.
She realizes that they are very different.
She still doesn't want to understand the solution to the problem.
Okay, TBH, breaking up and moving out is right now also not very smart, but still.
You know the problem. You must realize the solution. Stop complaining to me.

EDIT: While I'm happy to be distracted from the damn virus, a 40 minutes phone call with a crying girl was not exactly what I had in mind .

I wonder if I should tell my friend :think (the guy):.
I think at the end it will not make a difference. They don't fit together. But should I tell him at least to take care of his GF?
I recommended her to move out (yeah, virus, I know) for a while to get a clear head.



Unrelated: I might also go the way of @Traitorfish , but I fear it'll scratch badly.

 

[Cutlass]

As mentioned in another thread, I'm working from home for the duration, which because I live in a moderately dense city, I'll be spending all but a few hours a week inside my flat.

Figuring that if I've got to live as a hermit, I should look like one, I've committed to not trimming my beard or for the duration. I should probably try to post "progress" pictures.

You should wear a tattered and dirty bathrobe all day as well.

 

[Timsup2nothin]

Makes sense to me.

I expected no less.

It should be noted that I was reading my book when the cop went by the first time, continued reading my book the whole time the door was shut, and then continued reading my book when it opened.

 

[Valka D'Ur]

Relevant anecdote for those feeling locked in:

Spoiler :

During my county jail tour before I made my way to prison I came to this one fine facility where they dumped me in what was called the "pre-sentencing tank." This was a big steel box with bars on one end separating it from a hallway with a long steel table down the center. Along both sides there were cells partitioned off by bars across the front with a sliding door. Pretty typical stuff like you see in jail movies. In each individual cell there was a light behind a plexiglass panel that, in my estimation, made no difference at all. The big overhead lights from the "day room" shining in through the bars were more than enough to read by, which was how I spent most of my time, and even after "lock down" there was one row of them left on that was still enough to read by. During the day the cell doors were open and people could hang out at the table playing cards or chess or whatever.

The cop assigned to that floor came through every couple hours. He had a time clock on the back wall that he had to key to verify that he indeed walked through and looked into each individual cell. The jail had had an incident where some guy hung himself in a cell and the cops didn't notice for like a day and a half so this timeclock business was a corrective action. Anyway, despite the fact that there was plenty of light anyway, covering the light in the cell was against the rules as if the cop wouldn't be able to see if you hung yourself. And despite the fact that there was no notable difference made I had this cellie who insisted on covering the light with a piece of paper "so it didn't keep him awake."

One day I'm reading a book and cellie wanders in to take a nap, and of course he sticks a paper over the light. He goes to sleep, I'm still reading. I kinda vaguely notice the cop going by, and then sure enough our door slams shut. Cellie hops up and says "What's going on? Why'd they lock us down?" About then he sees that the rest of the cells are still open. I tell him the cop just went by and give my best guess that he didn't like the paper on the light. Dude snatches off the paper and starts yelling after the cop to open the door. I tell him "That cop is gone. He'll be back in a couple hours and he'll open the door, but until then we're stuck."

So dude stands there leaning on the bars like the guy on the Monopoly board.

For two hours.

Finally the cop comes by and dude asks "why'd you lock us in." Cop says "You covered the light." "I took it down." "I see that. I'll be opening your door."

So the cop tags his clock, goes back out in the hall, and sure enough our door slides open.

Dude has been standing there for two freakin' hours leaning against the closed door. The door is now open.

So he lies back down and goes back to sleep.

Point taken. We're spoiled and discontented and have no idea what it really means to be locked in somewhere.

(not meant argumentatively, just an attempt to talk myself out of this bad mood I've been in as I keep thinking of stuff I need to worry about like transit, as I can't do everything online or over the phone and none of it is within walking distance)

 

[Timsup2nothin]

Point taken. We're spoiled and discontented and have no idea what it really means to be locked in somewhere.

(not meant argumentatively, just an attempt to talk myself out of this bad mood I've been in as I keep thinking of stuff I need to worry about like transit, as I can't do everything online or over the phone and none of it is within walking distance)

I get that it's hard, but the trick really is that the locked door doesn't matter if you weren't going anyway. Cellie just couldn't turn his mind to that reality and it cost him two hours of sleep.

Just try to remember that you have the world's best available company right here with you so you wouldn't want to go out anyway.

 

[aimeeandbeatles]

I read that story 2-3 times, and despite the lack of capitalization only just now realized that "cellie" was short for "cellmate" and not actually his name.

 

[aimeeandbeatles]

Rant: My post didn't appear so I kept hitting the post button over and over again. Then suddenly I quintuple-posted.

 

[Arakhor]

Rant: My post didn't appear so I kept hitting the post button over and over again. Then suddenly I quintuple-posted.

And then suddenly you didn't.

 

[Timsup2nothin]

I read that story 2-3 times, and despite the lack of capitalization only just now realized that "cellie" was short for "cellmate" and not actually his name.

You have insufficient trust in my totally compulsive proofing and reproofing when I post a story.

 

[Valka D'Ur]

I get that it's hard, but the trick really is that the locked door doesn't matter if you weren't going anyway. Cellie just couldn't turn his mind to that reality and it cost him two hours of sleep.

Just try to remember that you have the world's best available company right here with you so you wouldn't want to go out anyway.

As I said to some of the people on another gaming forum, it's the matter of choice. I spent December, January, and February in my apartment, or at least in the building. I take walks out to the lobby 2-3 times a week to check the mail and chat with the manager if he's in the office and has a spare minute (he also has a cat). Sometimes I'll take the elevator up to the top floor and just look out the window. It's quite a view to the west. We can't see the mountains, but it's still worth the trip (not to mention noticeably warmer up there in the winter).

I didn't mind these past three months, because there wasn't anywhere I really wanted to go badly enough to have to think about which coat to wear, which pair of gloves, if the roads and sidewalks were icy, if the snow had been cleared so I could wear shoes instead of boots, etc.

Now... we're heading into the last month of winter, then mud, then spring. There are places I'd like to go just to get out of here for a bit (my last trip downtown was on a slightly breezy morning, clear sky with -9C and it was really nice). And the kicker now is that we're constantly told to stay home except for essential shopping and pharmacy or other medical needs. I still could go out; we're not at the point of some cities where there are police enforcing isolation, but already it feels like I shouldn't leave. If they shut down the disabled transit, I really won't have a choice.

Maddy's picking up on my stress, and will suddenly go running full tilt around the apartment, find something to pounce on, and act like it's something she's trying to kill.

But yes, I'm choosing to spend the majority of my online time here, rather than anywhere else.

Rant: My post didn't appear so I kept hitting the post button over and over again. Then suddenly I quintuple-posted.

We always knew you have a talent for doing things the rest of us can't.

 

[Timsup2nothin]

Tale of two stories from CNN that they ranted about yesterday and today:

Today was spring break kids on a beach, and worth the rant. It was massively stupid. College kids from undoubtedly all over the country sharing germs all over each other that they will be taking back to wherever...and there are, unquestionably, hundreds of thousands if not outright millions of people who have this thing and aren't particularly symptomatic. Stupidity.

Yesterday though, the CNN folk were ranting about a street scene from San Francisco, under a shelter in place order. There were people walking, people jogging, one person that really upset them by daring to roller blade. And admittedly there were couples walking and holding hands. But other than the couples there was noticeable distance between people. Walkers weren't brushing past each other. The roller blader was swinging wide around people. And at least presumably the couples holding hands could most likely say "we live together and if I have it so do you already anyway."

So there we are. I wouldn't be out on that beach. But I'd go for walks if the mood struck me. @Valka D'Ur, when the weather gets good enough, go out and enjoy it.

 

[Lemon Merchant]

This stupid woman walked into the ER last night with a cough, swearing up and down that she only had a cold and hadn't been traveling. In the interest of not having her sit in the waiting room coughing on people and freaking them out, she was led to a room for examination. During the examination, she tells the attending that she had actually just gotten off a plane from Florida in the past couple of days. She didn't want to wait in the waiting room, or in one of the testing centres.

Thankfully I wasn't involved in that one. I was elsewhere, but now we have two nurses and a doctor having to self isolate, and part of the ER had to be closed and scrubbed just because of one person's selfish stupidity. We can't afford to lose doctors and nurses right now.

I have no faith in human nature anymore.

On the bright side, we helped to unstick a guy's hand from a pickle jar. Pure entertainment that you just don't see on TV.

 

[aimeeandbeatles]

On the bright side, we helped to unstick a guy's hand from a pickle jar. Pure entertainment that you just don't see on TV.

How do you do that? Lots of vasoline?