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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2019 23:48:57 GMT
The last time it happened it was between me and the same lass when she said that some people should be sterilised (not seriously obv but just one of those things people say) and I replied "cheers Mengele!" That's pretty funny. Sounds like something I might have said.
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Post by hippopotamus on Dec 10, 2019 13:35:15 GMT
We had a fun time yesterday. We were in London for the day to try and renew both our passports. I ended up having to bring a full dossier of every single important document in my life, including both my passports, wedding certificate etc.
Then somewhere, from the embassies, train ride to the car and an hour long trip to the outskirts of London... we misplaced the bag with ALL of the things inside.
Between the two of us, we had NO idea where it might have gone. THANKFULLY, I had chosen last minute to take a little handbag out, with my wallet, and take my laptop out to put it in another bag. So there was nothing OBVIOUSLY valuable in there. It was also a crappy little purple, childish looking backpack. Of course, if someone wanted to steal my identity I made it VERY easy, with copies of both my parent's birth certificates etc.
We Frantically called all sorts of london stations and every shop we could remember the name of. We thought we's run out of options when I remembered I live in a modern world with facebook. I remembered that the pret-a-manger that hadn't picked up the phone might have customer service on social media I wrote them a little message. And a couple of hours later they confirmed that had the bag. My friend has managed to pick it up and mail it back to us.
So there's a nice happy ending, to doing one of the stupidest things I could think of. Thank goodness for social media after all, I guess?!
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Post by tory on Dec 10, 2019 20:42:40 GMT
Didn't get the job. Am a bit gutted because it would have been really good. Only consolation is that the Head told me that of the 4 of us, 2 (me and the other one who got the job) were light years ahead of the others and it was a difficult decision for him. He'll talk to other heads too, so here's hoping that another position opens up somewhere between now and September that is relatively local.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2019 21:19:20 GMT
We had a fun time yesterday. We were in London for the day to try and renew both our passports. I ended up having to bring a full dossier of every single important document in my life, including both my passports, wedding certificate etc. Then somewhere, from the embassies, train ride to the car and an hour long trip to the outskirts of London... we misplaced the bag with ALL of the things inside. Between the two of us, we had NO idea where it might have gone. THANKFULLY, I had chosen last minute to take a little handbag out, with my wallet, and take my laptop out to put it in another bag. So there was nothing OBVIOUSLY valuable in there. It was also a crappy little purple, childish looking backpack. Of course, if someone wanted to steal my identity I made it VERY easy, with copies of both my parent's birth certificates etc. We Frantically called all sorts of london stations and every shop we could remember the name of. We thought we's run out of options when I remembered I live in a modern world with facebook. I remembered that the pret-a-manger that hadn't picked up the phone might have customer service on social media I wrote them a little message. And a couple of hours later they confirmed that had the bag. My friend has managed to pick it up and mail it back to us. So there's a nice happy ending, to doing one of the stupidest things I could think of. Thank goodness for social media after all, I guess?! And you call yourself PhDs.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2019 21:20:42 GMT
Didn't get the job. Am a bit gutted because it would have been really good. Only consolation is that the Head told me that of the 4 of us, 2 (me and the other one who got the job) were light years ahead of the others and it was a difficult decision for him. He'll talk to other heads too, so here's hoping that another position opens up somewhere between now and September that is relatively local. This is a very American thing to do, but I would call them at the next term, remind them who you are and how you did, and tell them you'd still like to work at their school. Enthusiasm is never a bad trait - in the US, at least.
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Post by oh oooh on Dec 10, 2019 23:11:35 GMT
couple of annoyances today... one - I did some proofreading over the weekend for a film festival in Prague ( www.teenfilmfest.cz/ ). It was hard work because they wanted it done 'live' so they could see the corrections as they came in, and on Google Drive, and I tried to do it on the train, on my iPad, but without getting too technical highlighting bits of the text and adding comments was extremely frustrating 'cos the editing function didn't work well and the highlighted bits kept bouncing around the page. ANYWAY... they said they'd pay me, but they haven't been in touch since Monday morning (when I finished the work). Bells started ringing. I emailed them this morning with my bank details (because THEY hadn't asked me for them) and asked when I'd be paid - no reply. I'm actually doubtful they'll cough up - they needed crowdfunding to put the festival on in the first place, so obviously money's tight. But they said they'd give me 50 CZK per page, so... two - I might have mentioned this already but there's a bit of a problem with noise in my Edinburgh flat. Some kid (or kids) jump about upstairs from time to time, and it makes one fuck of a boom. Some nights it really is intolerable, sets me on edge. I've been up twice already. The first time the woman who answered the door denied all knowledge, and the second time she said sorry, it was her kid jumping about, and 'what can I do?' (with a shrug). It was bad again about an hour ago, so I went upstairs again, and after knocking on the door I heard a lad behind the door saying 'what do you want, lad?' in a comedy Northern accent. He answered the door after I knocked again. I told him to keep the banging down, but he smirked and sort of nodded, said he wasn't doing anything, and soon after opening the door he closed it. And said 'piss off!' behind the door. So I shouted 'no, YOU piss off!'. I knocked again, he opened it again, I said 'look, seriously, try to keep it down, OK? It's making things difficult for me downstairs' - and he seemed a bit more understanding. But I'm sure nothing'll change. People, eh?
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Post by Half Machine Lipschitz on Dec 11, 2019 12:01:42 GMT
Sounds like you have a new friend.
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Post by nolamike on Dec 11, 2019 14:53:49 GMT
As of today, I'm officially the parent of a teenager.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Dec 11, 2019 14:58:02 GMT
couple of annoyances today... one - I did some proofreading over the weekend for a film festival in Prague ( www.teenfilmfest.cz/ ). It was hard work because they wanted it done 'live' so they could see the corrections as they came in, and on Google Drive, and I tried to do it on the train, on my iPad, but without getting too technical highlighting bits of the text and adding comments was extremely frustrating 'cos the editing function didn't work well and the highlighted bits kept bouncing around the page. ANYWAY... they said they'd pay me, but they haven't been in touch since Monday morning (when I finished the work). Bells started ringing. I emailed them this morning with my bank details (because THEY hadn't asked me for them) and asked when I'd be paid - no reply. I'm actually doubtful they'll cough up - they needed crowdfunding to put the festival on in the first place, so obviously money's tight. But they said they'd give me 50 CZK per page, so... two - I might have mentioned this already but there's a bit of a problem with noise in my Edinburgh flat. Some kid (or kids) jump about upstairs from time to time, and it makes one fuck of a boom. Some nights it really is intolerable, sets me on edge. I've been up twice already. The first time the woman who answered the door denied all knowledge, and the second time she said sorry, it was her kid jumping about, and 'what can I do?' (with a shrug). It was bad again about an hour ago, so I went upstairs again, and after knocking on the door I heard a lad behind the door saying 'what do you want, lad?' in a comedy Northern accent. He answered the door after I knocked again. I told him to keep the banging down, but he smirked and sort of nodded, said he wasn't doing anything, and soon after opening the door he closed it. And said 'piss off!' behind the door. So I shouted 'no, YOU piss off!'. I knocked again, he opened it again, I said 'look, seriously, try to keep it down, OK? It's making things difficult for me downstairs' - and he seemed a bit more understanding. But I'm sure nothing'll change. People, eh?
Did he call you Craig?
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Post by countmachuki on Dec 11, 2019 15:16:07 GMT
As of today, I'm officially the parent of a teenager. You WHAT?! Impossible!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2019 18:12:56 GMT
As of today, I'm officially the parent of a teenager. Wait 'til boys start comin' around.
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Post by nolamike on Dec 11, 2019 18:48:46 GMT
As of today, I'm officially the parent of a teenager. You WHAT?! Impossible! I know. Can you make time slow down?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2019 18:51:31 GMT
It doesn't seem that long ago when we hung out in New Orleans and you had me over to dinner at your place. Your oldest was probably younger than your youngest daughter by now. Probably 7-8 years I guess.
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Post by nolamike on Dec 11, 2019 18:53:00 GMT
As of today, I'm officially the parent of a teenager. Wait 'til boys start comin' around. One did, but she rebuffed him after going to one school dance with the kid. Apparently "middle school boys are just too immature." A middle school girl also came around for one school dance, but that didn't go anywhere either. I think I'm ok with neither working out for the time being! The boy that was into her had some funny parents. The dad was a DEA agent, and was this insanely ripped, stylishly stubbled, African-American guy, and the mom was a six foot tall, heavily tattooed blonde lady with the proportions of Jessica Rabbit, who happened to be a sergeant with the local police department. The wife and I referred to them as "the hot cops."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2019 19:54:45 GMT
Wait 'til boys start comin' around. One did, but she rebuffed him after going to one school dance with the kid. Apparently "middle school boys are just too immature." A middle school girl also came around for one school dance, but that didn't go anywhere either. I think I'm ok with neither working out for the time being! The boy that was into her had some funny parents. The dad was a DEA agent, and was this insanely ripped, stylishly stubbled, African-American guy, and the mom was a six foot tall, heavily tattooed blonde lady with the proportions of Jessica Rabbit, who happened to be a sergeant with the local police department. The wife and I referred to them as "the hot cops." So, basically the Rock and Charlize Theron.
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