I was just on a Zoom call being trained on how to do something while another team member is out of town over the Thanksgiving holiday. It's important this task is done so that I can process payroll.

In the midst of this meeting, my daughter-in-law sent a text wanting to know when we were going to do Christmas. Seriously? We have always done a short get-together on Christmas Eve (she and my son have been together for a decade so this is not news). And...and...we will be getting together Saturday for our family Thanksgiving. But in the middle of the morning today she has to know.

Yeesh.

(November 21, 2023 at 12:33 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: I was just on a Zoom call being trained on how to do something while another team member is out of town over the Thanksgiving holiday. It's important this task is done so that I can process payroll.

In the midst of this meeting, my daughter-in-law sent a text wanting to know when we were going to do Christmas. Seriously? We have always done a short get-together on Christmas Eve (she and my son have been together for a decade so this is not news). And...and...we will be getting together Saturday for our family Thanksgiving. But in the middle of the morning today she has to know.

Yeesh.

Maybe this year she thought you were going to change things up.

^Icing his booboo.

(November 21, 2023 at 2:54 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: ^Icing his booboo.

Givin' him the carrot ...

It's just an alignment technique he learned from Larry Nasser. Totally therapeutic.

(November 20, 2023 at 6:49 pm)Ravenshire Wrote:

(November 20, 2023 at 6:33 pm)brewer Wrote: We had local radio stations 'convert' to all christmas on Nov 1.

You know, it wouldn't be quite as soul-suckingly horrifying if there were a larger catalog of hideous pop xmas trip on the airwaves. As it is, after the 100th time I'm abused by the obnoxious refrains of "All I Want for Xmas" (and it only take a few days, tops) I'm ready to start a multi-state killing spree that only stops when I get taken down.

No, not really, but I can see where some poor soul could be driven to it.

I love it that you felt is necessary to assure us you wouldn't go ape shit.

Christmas Holocaust comin' up. Every year I lose 2-3 or more cousins to Xmas presents. Most rifles, some handguns. Last year one young man got a 9 pounder cannon. (Fired 9 pound cannon balls. That's 408 9mm bullets.) He loaded it wrong. "It's be louder and go further if we put more powder in it." No nondestructive testing done on that 150 year old cannon.