Exchanges with People that Make Your Brain Hurt

[RebeccainGA]

Gease louise, people, we're not the same person!

I'll do you one better brain hurt - my (former) friend and I used to be asked if we were sisters. This would be one thing if we looked alike at all - but she was Peruvian, dark curly hair, olive skin, and I'm a mix of Cherokee and Finnish, so I've got dark (curly, but always up so no one would notice) curly hair, and the palest skin on the planet. I all but glow in the dark. Our faces are nothing alike, and while I was an all-natural girl (no makeup, no big jewelry, etc) she was made up and decked out to the nines every time she left the house.

How we were sisters I'd never, ever guess.

[Virg]

From the St. Joseph News-Press (Missouri). It's an online comment from someone who is opposed to hunting:

"This is to all of the hunters who kill animals for food. Shame on you. You ought to just go to the store and buy meat that was made there where no animals were harmed."

Source

I know this was posted a couple weeks back, but I just had to chime in. That is VERY brain-hurty. How does someone even justify not knowing that all meat involves killing an animal? The fact of the matter is, the meat you buy in the supermarket comes from animals who were more then likely harmed more than a deer, bird, or squirrel that lived a happy, natural life out in the woods until a hunter's bullet got it. (I speak strictly of factory-farmed supermarket meat there, not meat that comes from small-time farmers whose livestock actually does get to see the world outside of an cage or barn.) I'd much rather have my meat from the wild or from a smaller farm (for that reason, actually) than from a supermarket, any day.

I do greatly apologize if that seemed soapbox-y or anything. I just can't believe some people's rationale!

I'd bet a good amount that the person who made that comment isn't ignorant about where meat comes from, they're making a sneaky dig at people who eat meat in general.

Virg

[Shalamar]

The spider talk reminds me of when our two daughters decided to watch Arachnaphobia downstairs with our friends' sons.  All of the kids were around 11-13 years old.  We adults were talking, and suddenly we heard a high-pitched, very girly scream.  My husband and I jumped to our feet and ran downstairs.  "(Daughter #1)!  Are you okay?"  "Yesss ... ?"  "So that must have been (Daughter #2)!  Is she okay?"  "She's fine.  The scream you heard was (friend's 11-year-old son)."

We've never let him live that down, because we're nice like that. 

[Diane AKA Traska]

I used to play World of Warcraft, and I swear there are parts of that game that could easily kill or cure a serious arachnaphobe.

Hehehe, in Dragon Age 2 there's a fight with a ginormous spider. Mom saw the fight and commented, "Oh god, why does it always have to be giant spiders in your games?"

Everquest has the aptly named Terrorantula.  It's like fighting an eight legged house.  Everquest2 upgraded it. 

[Piratelvr1121]

Gease louise, people, we're not the same person!

I'll do you one better brain hurt - my (former) friend and I used to be asked if we were sisters. This would be one thing if we looked alike at all - but she was Peruvian, dark curly hair, olive skin, and I'm a mix of Cherokee and Finnish, so I've got dark (curly, but always up so no one would notice) curly hair, and the palest skin on the planet. I all but glow in the dark. Our faces are nothing alike, and while I was an all-natural girl (no makeup, no big jewelry, etc) she was made up and decked out to the nines every time she left the house.

How we were sisters I'd never, ever guess.

Maybe the way you were interacting? My bff and I have been asked if we were related.  Once when we were doing the old time photo thing, the photographer told me to "Turn your head towards your mom".   I don't know if it's our looks so much as it is just the way we act around each other.

[guihong]

I saw an ad in a hunting supply catalog that was a toilet seat that goes on your reese hitch (on the back of your vehicle) under which you'd put a 5-gallon bucket or something. It's no longer for sale on the following site but is still listed on there.

http://www.northerntool.com/shop/tools/product_200308541_200308541

I still chuckle over the following overly explicit (IMO) directions - note the bolded:

The Off-Road Commode is a great option when nature calls and there’s no restroom for miles. Easily slides into any 2in. receiver hitch and supports up to 500 lbs. Ideal for hunters, fishing fanatics and camping enthusiasts. Not for use when vehicle is in motion. Can get slippery when wet.

  I mean, really? Someone has to be told this?

I live in Houston, Texas.  There are signs in some public bathrooms that specify that "soiled" toilet tissue is to be FLUSHED.  In English, Spanish, and sometimes a type face/writing that I don't recognize the language specifically.

Apparently some tourists or immigrants are from areas where the drains can't handle toilet tissue AND body waste - so there is toilet tissue being placed in trash cans instead of the toilet.

Around here, the trash can next to the toilet is for soiled "feminine products".  Or paper towels, if there is only one toilet in the bathroom and one trash container.

This was so in Beijing, even in the upper-tier hotel we were staying in.  Things might have improved since the Olympics, though.

[Virg]

Diane AKA Traska wrote:

"Everquest has the aptly named Terrorantula.  It's like fighting an eight legged house.  Everquest2 upgraded it."

Is it wrong that this statement gave me the image of a gigantic drachnid with Hugh Laurie's face on it?  I imagine him looking at the swashbuckler stealthing nearby and sneering, "Yeah, you blend."

Virg

[Browyn]

Diane AKA Traska wrote:

"Everquest has the aptly named Terrorantula.  It's like fighting an eight legged house.  Everquest2 upgraded it."

Is it wrong that this statement gave me the image of a gigantic drachnid with Hugh Laurie's face on it?  I imagine him looking at the swashbuckler stealthing nearby and sneering, "Yeah, you blend."

Virg

I was imagining the Baba Yaga stories and the house on chicken legs.  Picturing 8 chicken legs (of the extra crispy KFC variety) was not so scary.

[siamesecat2965]

The driver for my carpool today.

Him - "Is that Coworker's car?"
Me - "I don't know. Doesn't he have a different colour of car?"
Him - "Well yeah, maybe. I thought I heard him say that he bought a new one. And he lives in that direction."
Me - <thinking> Thousands of people live in 'that direction'. And thousands of cars turn right at this intersection every day. Why in the heck would you think this one has to be him??

I have a manager who will say something similar.  We live in NJ but she's from Long Island. We have had customers sometimes who are from there originally, and lets say their last time is something common, but not as common as Smith or Jones. Let's say Anderson. So she will then say, oh, I knew someone in x town on LI with that name. Are you related?

Or someone will comment about someone they know in a particular profession in an area, and she will pipe up and ask their name, since in spite of their being thousands of accountants in such and such a town, this one person she knows MIGHT be the one they are talking about.

[Cami]

I am having a brain hurty  moment today.

Today is the last day to order HandMadeThingamabobs. We had originally them in Sizes A, B, and C. The stock is given out on a strictly first-come first-served basis. The order information has been available for 4 months.  Two months ago, we ran out of Size A. The website is updated daily and the OUT OF STOCK label -- in RED -- is slashed across that Size. The zero quantity for Size A was highlighted on the last promo email I sent out.

Of course, today tons of people were  wanting to place their orders and the place wass a madhouse and we have that one person who called back six times wanting Size A. I kept telling him, 'Sir, I am sorry, but Size A is sold out and has been for two months. This fact is indicated on the website and on the email from which you are reading the promo code'. [In other words, sir, I KNOW you have the email and read it since you are using the code found only in that email.]

He kept callng, insisting only Size A would do. I kept repeating that I was sorry, but Size A sold out two months ago and the artist is not making any more in that Size A, so there are none to be had. He hangs up and calls back and keeps asking the same question and acknowledges that he knows he's talking to the same person he talked to 3 minutes ago.

[Elfmama]

Because everyone KNOWS that you "have more in the back" or that the employees have squirreled some away for themselves, so you should just go look in those vast stocks.

[bloo]

The driver for my carpool today.

Him - "Is that Coworker's car?"
Me - "I don't know. Doesn't he have a different colour of car?"
Him - "Well yeah, maybe. I thought I heard him say that he bought a new one. And he lives in that direction."
Me - <thinking> Thousands of people live in 'that direction'. And thousands of cars turn right at this intersection every day. Why in the heck would you think this one has to be him??

I have a manager who will say something similar.  We live in NJ but she's from Long Island. We have had customers sometimes who are from there originally, and lets say their last time is something common, but not as common as Smith or Jones. Let's say Anderson. So she will then say, oh, I knew someone in x town on LI with that name. Are you related?

Or someone will comment about someone they know in a particular profession in an area, and she will pipe up and ask their name, since in spite of their being thousands of accountants in such and such a town, this one person she knows MIGHT be the one they are talking about.

One of my DH's cousins was visiting us and was invited to my friend's house with us for dinner. My friend that was hosting is from Texas. When Cousin found out, he said, "Oh I know 'so-n-so' from Texas. Do you know him?" My friend just blinked and I busted out laughing and reminded him how large Texas is to which he sheepishly smiled.

[Diane AKA Traska]

Don't say I didn't warn you:  The EQ1 Terrorantula (with its smaller, merely VW minibus sized cousin for scale)

The EQ2 version

And a not-so-scary arachnid for you

[WillyNilly]

The driver for my carpool today.

Him - "Is that Coworker's car?"
Me - "I don't know. Doesn't he have a different colour of car?"
Him - "Well yeah, maybe. I thought I heard him say that he bought a new one. And he lives in that direction."
Me - <thinking> Thousands of people live in 'that direction'. And thousands of cars turn right at this intersection every day. Why in the heck would you think this one has to be him??

I have a manager who will say something similar.  We live in NJ but she's from Long Island. We have had customers sometimes who are from there originally, and lets say their last time is something common, but not as common as Smith or Jones. Let's say Anderson. So she will then say, oh, I knew someone in x town on LI with that name. Are you related?

Or someone will comment about someone they know in a particular profession in an area, and she will pipe up and ask their name, since in spite of their being thousands of accountants in such and such a town, this one person she knows MIGHT be the one they are talking about.

One of my DH's cousins was visiting us and was invited to my friend's house with us for dinner. My friend that was hosting is from Texas. When Cousin found out, he said, "Oh I know 'so-n-so' from Texas. Do you know him?" My friend just blinked and I busted out laughing and reminded him how large Texas is to which he sheepishly smiled.

On a flip note a friend of DH's was visiting his wife's home town in Texas. He met her childhood friend and mentioned he was in a band (back in NYC). The friend said "I have a nephew in a band in NYC - do you know him?" and lo & behold the wife's childhood friend was my DH's aunt. It does happen.

[SheltieMom]

The driver for my carpool today.

Him - "Is that Coworker's car?"
Me - "I don't know. Doesn't he have a different colour of car?"
Him - "Well yeah, maybe. I thought I heard him say that he bought a new one. And he lives in that direction."
Me - <thinking> Thousands of people live in 'that direction'. And thousands of cars turn right at this intersection every day. Why in the heck would you think this one has to be him??

I have a manager who will say something similar.  We live in NJ but she's from Long Island. We have had customers sometimes who are from there originally, and lets say their last time is something common, but not as common as Smith or Jones. Let's say Anderson. So she will then say, oh, I knew someone in x town on LI with that name. Are you related?

Or someone will comment about someone they know in a particular profession in an area, and she will pipe up and ask their name, since in spite of their being thousands of accountants in such and such a town, this one person she knows MIGHT be the one they are talking about.

One of my DH's cousins was visiting us and was invited to my friend's house with us for dinner. My friend that was hosting is from Texas. When Cousin found out, he said, "Oh I know 'so-n-so' from Texas. Do you know him?" My friend just blinked and I busted out laughing and reminded him how large Texas is to which he sheepishly smiled.

On a flip note a friend of DH's was visiting his wife's home town in Texas. He met her childhood friend and mentioned he was in a band (back in NYC). The friend said "I have a nephew in a band in NYC - do you know him?" and lo & behold the wife's childhood friend was my DH's aunt. It does happen.

And if it involved my dad, he WOULD know them. He knows everybody!