Random Rants #88: [incoherent screaming]

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Trump cost me $200 with his messing with the post office. My license plate tag expired in July and I never got any notice for it through the mail (which would have gone out in May or June). I did get the expiration/super-late notice a couple of days ago and it was dated early July.

I ended up paying the massive late fee rather than contesting because I don't know how to prove I didn't get any mailer before the tags expired. I also suspect at the end of the day they'd just say it was my responsibility to stay on top of it even if I didn't get a mail notice. Plus I needed the tag re-instated ASAP because each day I drive without it, I risk getting a ticket over it.

Sorry to sound like a jerk, but this wasn't Trump or the post office's fault. It was yours. Why do you need someone to tell you when your car registration expires? That's something you should know on your own, especially since, at least in Ohio, you have stickers on your license plate that has the expiration date and the expiration date is on the copy of your registration that you should have in your car. Most states also offer the option to renew your registration online, so you don't even have to go down to the BMV to get it done. And I don't know about where you live, but in Ohio you can use the receipt you get for renewing online aa proof that you got your car registered before the actual tags come in the mail. Also, Ohio always has your registration (and license for that matter) expire on your birth month specifically to make it easier for people to remember that they need to renew it. I'm sure your state does the same.

So yeah, that $200 you had to pay was your fault, not Trump's.
 
When was the last time you checked the sticker on your license plate
 
I've had a headache for over a week. I'm pretty sure it's muscular: my husband has been doing his best to rub the knots on my back, neck, and shoulders, but there's only so much he can do.

I have a massage scheduled for noon tomorrow. I'm going to ask him to fix this ... he's really good and always does. Sometimes it feels like he's torturing me; his massages aren't super relaxing, but he fixes me.
 
The joke is on me! I haven't been able to touch any of them after a major regression. I'm now back to not eating anything at all, not even the banana and cucumber. (The silver lining is that I was right to not buy the ingredients instead?)

Also, the wind has brought the smoke from the wildfires up here. Yesterday, Vancouver had the worst air quality in the world out of all major cities for a couple hours. It's not pleasant, but what's especially annoying is that my roommate still has his window open to "get fresh air in" when it's very specifically not fresh air. It even reeks of smoke, my dude. But that's not all. He's had a sinus problem since he moved in, enough that he has to rinse it with a nasal rinse bottle multiple times a day. So naturally, he's decided to pick up a smoking habit and has immediately jumped up to smoking a pack a day. His logic escapes me. He doesn't wear a mask either, and I heard him whining that the nightclubs are closing again a couple days ago. Thank god he doesn't try to spend time with me anymore. He is a walking threat to everyone's well-being.

More pertinent to me, though, is that the doctor actually made an exception for me and faxed bloodwork forms to the clinic for me. But now I can't go because of the smoke. Everything is a cosmic joke. Twiddling my thumbs for weeks waiting for this and then the very same day I finally get what I want/need, I'm forced to remain indoors for the foreseeable future. :lol:

It should rain tomorrow. I'm hoping that will cut through it a bit. Maybe the wind will shift too. But right now the forecast has the same air quality for Monday. :dunno: When the wildfires happened a couple years ago I could still go outdoors, but this year I can't even have my window open at night (which has made sleep impossible). Needing to wear a mask too... Not happening.
This all really sucks man and your roommate sounds like a real jerk.
 
When was the last time you checked the sticker on your license plate

Every morning when I leave for work. I don't specifically check it, but Ohio tends to use very bold colors for the stickers so it kinda catches the eye when you walk past it. I'm also not the type of person who expects others to hold my hand through life and remind me of every little thing I have to take care of.

Also, the expiration date is on the registration as well. If someone's life is so hectic that they can't be bothered to retain that information in their brain for a year, that's what we have smartphones for. When you register your car, make note of the expiration date and set up a reminder in your phone a couple weeks before that date so you know to get that taken care of.

There really is no way anyone can spin this to be anyone's fault but the person who forgot to get their car registration renewed. As I've pointed out, there are numerous steps hobbs could have taken to ensure his registration was taken care of without relying on the reminder from the state that it needs to be done. In fact, those reminders are basically just courtesy letters and the state doesn't expect you to rely on those letters. That's why using the excuse of "I didn't get the reminder in time" falls on deaf ears and the state is going to say "tough toenails" and make you pay the late fee anyway.

If anything, hobbs should take this experience as a lesson that you can't rely on anyone to take care of you except yourself. Putting your faith on others will always result in you getting screwed over eventually.
 
Hobbs isn't stupid: he knows it's his fault, but his situation still sucks. He has a lot going on in his life, and so many things to keep track of and worry about: it's easy for something to slip.

He's frustrated that there was a logistical issue that interrupted a normal process he reasonably counted on to facilitate his renewal. His feelings aren't invalid, and lecturing him that he should've known won't make him feel any better.
 
Started on dinner late, didn't pre-cook the potatoes enough (so they came out really firm, the center of some pieces were basically uncooked), and dinner took even longer because I forgot to place the clamps on the lid of the slow cooker so steam was escaping.
And the meal wasn't even very tasty. Supposed to be rosemary and lemon chicken over potatoes, but there was no lemon flavor to the chicken, just some vague herby hints.
 
Sorry to sound like a jerk, but this wasn't Trump or the post office's fault. It was yours. Why do you need someone to tell you when your car registration expires? That's something you should know on your own, especially since, at least in Ohio, you have stickers on your license plate that has the expiration date and the expiration date is on the copy of your registration that you should have in your car. Most states also offer the option to renew your registration online, so you don't even have to go down to the BMV to get it done. And I don't know about where you live, but in Ohio you can use the receipt you get for renewing online aa proof that you got your car registered before the actual tags come in the mail. Also, Ohio always has your registration (and license for that matter) expire on your birth month specifically to make it easier for people to remember that they need to renew it. I'm sure your state does the same.

So yeah, that $200 you had to pay was your fault, not Trump's.

Yeah, you're also supposed to inspect your vehicle every single time you use it, every single time. To check if the headlights and blinkers and brake lights are functional, etc.

yeah, nobody does that. literally nobody. also checking brake lights by yourself can be literally impossible.
 
I got a fruit-based beverage, which is okay except for the pineapple. Pineapple flavoring dominates everything, it’s the British Empire of fruit. It just wedges itself in and you can’t stop it.

And what’s the deal with pineapple? It’s not pine, it’s not an apple. I don’t think the pineapples want us eating them; they’re the only fruit that has an external layer of spiky defenses. If pineapples had been plentiful to Czechoslovakia in 1938 they probably would have fought, and won.
 
I got a fruit-based beverage, which is okay except for the pineapple. Pineapple flavoring dominates everything, it’s the British Empire of fruit. It just wedges itself in and you can’t stop it.

And what’s the deal with pineapple? It’s not pine, it’s not an apple. I don’t think the pineapples want us eating them; they’re the only fruit that has an external layer of spiky defenses. If pineapples had been plentiful to Czechoslovakia in 1938 they probably would have fought, and won.
Pineapple also has internal defenses in the form of multiple acids as well as bromelain, which is a protein-digester and is used as a meat tenderizer.

So as you eat raw pineapple you could say that it is eating you back...

Still delicious though.
 
Band-aids are a nemesis of mine. Get the generic and they don't stay on. Get the name brand and they stay on so well that my skin welts underneath. :mad:
 
And what’s the deal with pineapple? It’s not pine, it’s not an apple.
Pine apple is an archaic term for the seed-bearing fruit of the pine tree, which we now tend to call pine cones.

The English started calling the Ananas comosus fruit a pineapple because it looks kinds of like a pine cone. The Spanish had already started calling the fruit a "piña" which was their term for the common pine cone.
 
Pine apple is an archaic term for the seed-bearing fruit of the pine tree, which we now tend to call pine cones.

The English started calling the Ananas comosus fruit a pineapple because it looks kinds of like a pine cone. The Spanish had already started calling the fruit a "piña" which was their term for the common pine cone.

I prefer my theory that it's a simply a degenerated spelling of "painapple", which would describe it much better.
 
I wish people I knew would stop asking me to join into their weightloss/money management/some other crap "businesses." They're all basically pyramid schemes, and it seems like at least 1 in 5 people I know is into one of them and constantly try to get the rest of us involved.

No, I do not want to buy $200 worth of your terrible wine and host a party to try to sell it to other suckers. No, I don't want to become a fitness coach for your training program. No, I don't want to learn how to make your ultimate-shakes. No, I don't want to peddle your fake nails.

Please leave me alone.
 
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