I bought a frozen pizza, cos it's much cheaper than a take away. Looked at the box for cooking instructions, only to discover to my utter horror that I am expected to spread the toppings myself! What? I paid good money so I could eat something tasty that requires minimal effort...and now I'm arranging the toppings? They made it, packed it, froze it and shipped it...yet I have to do a job they should have already done. The first world injustice of it all.
Call the customer service line and have them send someone out to arrange the toppings for you onsite. Any frozen pizza company that's not willing to provide that minimum level of customer service hardly deserves your business.
So the VPN I use, which shall remain nameless because advertising and all, has multilingual support function. While I was away, I set it to Japanese so that Mrs. A (she doesn't get as much vacation time as I do, so there was a while when she was home alone) could use it easily. Just got back and I was reconfiguring my computer to English. On the widget for the app (which was in Japanese) there was an English notice about switching languages. Nice. But it took me to a press release about the fact that the app offered multilingual support, with a link to a .pdf of the operating manual for the whole damn thing that had, I assume, the language settings buried somewhere within it. I managed to find the settings on my own, but what a fucking useless way to tell people how to adjust their linguistic preferences.
I've got a few whinges, so get comfy before reading. 1) How are you supposed to spread real butter if you store it in the fridge like they say to? I just had to nuke my toast because of this issue. 2) Why does it cost so much more money to buy a "half loaf" of bread, which also has smaller slices?! 3) Why does no toaster heat evenly? What is the point in selling something that can encourage food waste and consumer angst?
As my body seems to be really into kicking me when I'm down, I have now developed another problem: Tablet neck!
I do have it in the cupboard to make life easier. I guess it's a health and safety protocol and transportation direction. I can't sue them if I get ill from unrefrigerated butter.
Furiously typing away, but the laptop keys feel so impotent. I sound like a busy rat. Too lazy to plug in the Dell mechanical, though. Why can't all laptops just have nice deep mechanical keys? (I know why, but I still don't like it).
But that's not real butter. I'm happy with the real thing anyway, plus it's a part of my dietary recommendations.
If we can at least agree that laptop keys are too close together, I won't have to engage you in mortal combat.
I’ve ordered something from the internet. Now I don’t know if I’m ever gonna get it because of goddam “corona virus.”
No, it's real butter. It just contains canola oil to make it more spreadable. It's pretty good. The microwave is a good way to soften butter as well. It takes some finesse, but about 10 seconds will do it for a cold stick. It's to the death then
I have temporarily lost a fuck ton of money in my financial portfolio. I say temporarily because this is all due to a health crisis and not a financial crisis. My financial advisor and the mutual fund tycoons that frequented my restaurant before it was shut down all reassure me that the markets will rebound very quickly, as there is nothing fundamentally wrong with the economy... so I feel fucking great! Meanwhile, I am eyeing my liquor cabinet and counting the minutes until it is time to make a cocktail.
Kinda hating myself both as a writer and time squander right now. Made a little writing headway in the morning but not by much. Then I ended up wandering away from the computer, coming back, taking a nap, and just now coming back. I wanted to take today and write just write one lousy thing. It takes me all day just to get close, all this free time to do something. Make something come out of this chaos and my brains scattered to the winds with my body`s fatigue hitting me over and over. It`s better then when I was a kid and would collapse in a puddle spontaneously, and thankful I don`t have something like Chronic Fatigue Syndrome but I`m still pretty easily worn and I no like it. I just want to be able to be productive. Not unfocused, spacey, tired, anxious, wondering where these chunks of time went, and etc. We`re living through a possible cultareal shifting moment....and I`m taking naps.
Had I not burned my whole savings account to the ground on my vacation I'd be buying stocks like crazy now. This doesn't count as financial advice, I know nothing about investing and will probably die in poverty. Caveat Imperator and all.
Great if you can do a quick term investment, and sell it off like it was made of fire. Kinda hard to get the timing right though.
