gmbteach
Mrs Frizzle
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- On my journey :D
A coworker made a reference to the Pythagoras theorem today. But he got it wrong.
We started to tease him about stuff we learned in school.
He complained that he shouldn't be held responsible for stuff he hasn't sued since high school in 2007.
Second coworker glared at him. "Thanks for making me feel old, bitch."
I pointed out that I graduated high school in 1980.
Second coworker smiles at me. "Thanks for making me feel young!"
...bitch.
We made a video for training sailors.
It's on how to connect a server. Plug in power, plug in Ethernet cables. connect to the appropriate number of computers, now they're tied together for Afloat Ship Training.
So I got to be the demonstrator. My voice wasn't the voiciest, so I didn't read. And I wasn't the first one to call 'Camera!' so I wasn't the camera operator.
Nope. Just point co the PCD. To the cables. To the power plug. Real Vanna White stuff.
For some reason, the only comment we got from the final video is that everyone noticed that my finger is partially amputated.
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They think it distracts from the training value of the stupid video on how to connect a sailor-proof power cord and four connections of Ethernet...
So I get to scream about discrimination against the handicapped.
Lucky for me, the other finger is whole. So infact, I have more options than you do.2) The damage to your hand clearly makes you unsuitable--you can't properly flip someone the bird.
We made a video for training sailors.
It's on how to connect a server. Plug in power, plug in Ethernet cables. connect to the appropriate number of computers, now they're tied together for Afloat Ship Training.
So I got to be the demonstrator. My voice wasn't the voiciest, so I didn't read. And I wasn't the first one to call 'Camera!' so I wasn't the camera operator.
Nope. Just point co the PCD. To the cables. To the power plug. Real Vanna White stuff.
For some reason, the only comment we got from the final video is that everyone noticed that my finger is partially amputated.
View attachment 11947
They think it distracts from the training value of the stupid video on how to connect a sailor-proof power cord and four connections of Ethernet...
So I get to scream about discrimination against the handicapped.
My wife has a poster. Ringling brothers, Barnum & Bailey. Has a tiger springing in attack.
The sun has faded the poster in it's current position, and the plastic of the frame is smokey.
SO i bought a replacement, intending to get a nicer frame and to find a place to hang it where the sun won't fade it.
But what i SAID was, "I'm going to put this poster in a nice frame and stick it where the sun doesn't shine that didn't come out the way i had intended please don't hurt me."
I popped a fruit muffin in the toaster yesterday morning for Gmbteach's breakfast, pushed the lever down, and the power went out for the entire house.
A sultana had dropped out of the muffin, and was bridging the gap between the heating element and the body of the toaster, which tripped the safety switch (or as I now choose to call it, the residual currant device).
The issue arising before the tea had mashed, much less been consumed, meant that diagnosis took me a long time. The toaster wouldn't toast, and I thought that it was unplugged, and then that it was broken... and then I realised that the fridge light didn't come on when I opened the door.
And after a quick dash to the fuse box to get the power back on, I immediately (albeit unintentionally) recreated the problem by retrying the toasting operation.
It's nice to know that we are well protected against earth leakage.
But it would have been nicer to find out *after* breakfast.
Still, the opportunity for the 'residual currant device' pun was some compensation.
I'm still giggling, twenty four hours later.
When i fly, i wear a t-shirt that says 'I'd rather be teleporting.' It's usually pretty popular, esp. in the security line. Worked well on Sunday, once again.