Everyone who works in the building trades will eventually have to deal with difficult or awkward customers. Everyone handles the problem in different ways……
Alice the Architect believes in an eye for an eye.
Beedlebrox of plumbing the depths believes in running away and letting his partner deal with the problem.
A Sears’ tech sells his own Click Here to continue reading.
This company sells carbon offsets to people so that they can feel righteous. Here is a description of one of the ways you can offset your carbon…..
The treadle pump is a simple device which uses human power to pump water from wells, streams and lakes. One person – man, woman or even child – can operate the pump by manipulating his/her body weight on two treadles and by holding a bamboo or wooden frame for support. These pumps displace the diesel pumps that are more commonly used.
Benefits
• Replaces polluting diesel-powered pumps
• Allows 2 or 3 harvests a year, instead of 1
• Prevents farmers having to leave their families to work in the city during ‘off season’
Farmers’ income increases, often between two and five-foldAs a guide: 1 treadle pump = 0.65 tonnes CO2 saved per year.
I would think that this whole company was fake except that David Cameron apparently buys carbon offsets from this company.
Megan McArdle is scandalized by the child labor implications of “or even child.” But I can’t get over how funny the whole thing is. If someone did this as a parody I would say that they were a genius. But to have someone try to pass this stuff off for real is just priceless.
I got to get in the business of selling offsets.
A German teenager accidentally climbed out of a fourth-floor window and fell 10 meters to the ground where he kept on sleeping, albeit with a broken arm and leg.
According to this article, no drugs or alcohol was involved.
Ok, so this could so easily be me. . .It’s a detailed and funny (especially if you can relate) tale of a lady dining out of her class. I can relate; totally. Nearly nothing can make me feel so uncomfortable as dining out of my class, and I completely agree with this statement:
I am so out of place. I am beneath… contendedly so. And I’m fine that way. I will never get use to food I can’t recognize in a glance. I will never understand silence at a dinner table, talking only of surface subjects – everything being wonderful and beautiful – instead of talking wildly or debating the latest subject, laughing hilariously about something that happened that day, cutting back and forth in between bites, each sharing their part of a story, finishing off each others sentences – disagreeing and just agreeing to disagree, moving right along to the next topic – dinner time being the best part of our day, feeling so close and connected. That’s where we formed our beliefs, our loves, our memories.
I’ll never quite understand why there is five eating utensils and two glasses, and a napkin that looks more like something you would frame.
I don’t want to spoil the story and ruin all the build-up and such, but I will say that it involves taking food that appears to be safe (some type of potato), and only finding out after it’s in her mouth that it’s really a sea urchin!
Go read it.
Maybe you might even begin to understand why I avoid all formal occasions like the plague. Actually, I might have an easier time dealing with the plague. . .
Have you ever heard of liquid armor? Well here is a demonstration of principles behind the idea.
Berkeley Breathed is being censored by many news papers. From his web site….
Note to Opus readers: The Opus strips for August 26 and September 2 have been withheld from publication by a large number of client newspapers across the country, including Opus’ host paper The Washington Post. The strips may be viewed in a large format on their respective dates at Salon.com.
According to the website Little Green Footballs this censorship is happing because the newspapers feel that these comics are offensive to Muslims. I don’t think that they know this for a fact. I think they are just saying because of the sample panel that Berkeley Breathed posted on his website.
But the sample frame does support their theory…..
Read this post if you want a good laugh at someone else’s pain. A small sample….
What really concerned me was when the doctor mused, matter-of-factly, “Looks like it’s already been used” just before something smelling strongly of fuel oil clamped onto the jig.
One would tend to thing that an ER would have a set of side-cutting pliers on-hand — so to speak — rather then having to pilfer the janitors tool box, but that’s a minor quibble.
I don’t like all the u-tube videos floating around making fun of Muslims. But this one was so funny that I just could not help liking it in spite of my principles. Somebody has way to much time on their hands.
These are stories from the staff of the FDIC about bank shutdowns that they had to do. A sample….
At the Penn Square Bank closing, FDIC closing personnel were assigned portfolios of large, complex, distressed oil and gas loans to evaluate for potential recovery. A certain wildcat drilling company, whose owners were notorious for both their wild and extravagant lifestyles and their lack of success in the oil patch, had an $18 million loan outstanding. The loan initially was valued at a complete $18 million loss. A few days later, a local newspaper ran a front-page article proclaiming in the headline that the drilling company had hit an “Elephant Well.” As it now appeared that the borrowers were rich and their debt would be paid in full, the valuation estimate was changed to reflect full recovery of the $18 million loan. Nearly a week passed before it was discovered that the company had drilled into the Oklahoma Gas & Electric underground storage facility. Both claimed that they had no idea.
We have been dealing with to much serious stuff lately. This ought to brighten your day if you like to read about the sufferings of others…..
Being your own boss, setting your own working hours, working locally. Can you achieve a more relaxing lifestyle? There was a time, just a few days ago in fact, when I might have agreed with you.
On Monday we got an emergency call. Their driveway was flooded and the water was running downhill to fill the garage. But not to worry, it looked like rainwater not sewage. We leapt into the Plumbmobile with a happy heart and a rodding kit.
A few minutes later we were stood at the edge of a driveway, watching a glutinous brown river of mashed up tissue paper and ominous brown squidgy things snake past and pool in what was once a nice double garage.
The client appeared on the opposite bank of the River Stinks. “I think it might be sewage after all!” He cried.