Ordered a long-throw stapler and staples 2 weeks ago. The stapler came last week, staples today. The box was open at both ends, staples spilled out into the bag, box crushed and staples broken.
They won't let me return them. I'd be REALLY pissed if it wasn't just a couple of bucks.
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I wish slashdot would fix that.
“Say, Ed! How was your trip? Lager?”
“Hi, John. Yeah, I’ll have a lager. The whole trip was lousy, a journey through hell all the way.”
“Didn't you fly Green-Osbourne?”
The bartender swore; he was a wealthy man who owned the bar he was tending and quite a bit of Green-Osbourne Transportation
That flag was the battle flag of an army who fought Unites States soldiers. As such, it belongs in the ranks of the Isis flag and the Nazi swastika.
And "overbearing federal government?" Hoo, boy... Here's a hint: Neighborhood associations are NOT part of the federal government.
The damned smart phones were invented fifty years too late, right when the GenXers were too busy to teach their kids manners. It's just plain RUDE to talk on the phone or text when you're having a conversation with someone else. Pulling out the phone when it hasn't rung is the height of rudeness.
Telephone etiquette was worked out a century ago. If you have compeny and the phone rings, you say "excuse me", answer the phone and say "I have company, can I call you back?" and the polite answer to that is "sure" unless it's an emergency.
My eighty eight year old mother rages about that behavior, and believes it's the smartphones themselves that causes it!
It isn't internet dysphoria, it's "I'm sick of assholes" dysphoria.