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TV ClubHouse: Archive: The Grouching Thread, Pleasant People KEEP OUT (ARCHIVE): Archive through October 28, 2003

Ladytex

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 04:50 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Dang, that barbie pic looks the way I feel ...

Fanny

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 04:54 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Hi! I'd love to join you grouchers but I'm in a pleasant mood because I've been having sex. (Not right this minute but you know what I mean.) So never mind.

Squaredsc

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 04:57 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
FANNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! chat?

Fanny

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 04:59 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
hi square/fanny!!! i'm at work & can't get into chat

Squaredsc

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:00 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
well if you can get on the board you can damn well read and reply to your emails. we can chat later.

Tabbyking

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:01 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
fanny, please send photos to verify the info you have given us.

Fanny

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:02 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
ok you little grouch...jeez :)
<runs off to check email... might have sex first>

Squaredsc

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:03 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
well at least one of us is getting some. im glad you're back, besos.

Fanny

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:07 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Heck I've been doing it enough for both of us. besos back atcha.

Tabby, I'm trying to post photos but am not having any f... i mean luck. I'll keep trying.

Squaredsc

Thursday, October 09, 2003 - 05:09 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
oh thank god.

Whoami

Friday, October 10, 2003 - 04:33 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
OMG! Fanny's alive!

Weinermr

Friday, October 10, 2003 - 04:35 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
I want to see the pictures too.

Scootersmom

Friday, October 10, 2003 - 05:08 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
You may have to wait until she comes up for air

Sweetbabygirl

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:03 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Since I can't find the friggin' Daily Rant thread, I'm gonna rant in here....

Okay, so yesterday I'm taking the bus home....I'm all the way in the back (favorite seat), and it is time to get off. I'm a big girl, but I am very good at manuvering myself off the bus; what pisses me off to the point of committing murder are people that remain in my way, despite knowing that I am trying to get off the bus. This tall, old Paul Bunyon fothermucker stands RIGHT in my way, despite my repeated excuse me's....then, he did the ultimate....he frickin' moved up in a way that he knew was ridiculous, since I'm not Twiggy, and he knew damned well my big behind is not going to be able to move in that LITTLE SPACE!! With that, I furiously used my body to get him out of my way, nearly choking myself, because the a-hole then decides to move, his belt getting stuck in my headphones.

People like that need to be shot!

Ladytex

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:06 am EditMoveDeleteIP
LOL, SBG, I hear ya ...

Goddessatlaw

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:10 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Umm - I'm thinking there might be more to this story. His belt got stuck in your headphones? Did you snag the ankle of your pantyhose on your earrings too? I think SBG might be trying to cover up for some extra-curricular no-no here.

Squaredsc

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:12 am EditMoveDeleteIP
yeah that is a lil odd.

Sweetbabygirl

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:18 am EditMoveDeleteIP
As I said GAL, the man was very tall....so, as I bulldozed myself out of the way, the wire part of the headphone got caught in the back of him.

Goddessatlaw

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 10:27 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Humming to self . . . K. LOL.

Max

Wednesday, October 22, 2003 - 11:45 am EditMoveDeleteIP
strife

Sasman

Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 05:54 am EditMoveDeleteIP
What follows is an example of British humour in a letter that was truly written and sent. The piece suggests that Americans and Canadians are not the only ones who get poor service from their ISP, cable and/or alarm companies (NTL is a cable operator in Britain).


Dear Cretins:

I have been an NTL customer since 9th July 2001, when I signed up for your 4-in-1 deal for cable TV, cable modem, telephone, and alarm monitoring. During this 3-month period I have encountered inadequacy of service which I had not previously considered possible, as well as ignorance and stupidity of monolithic proportions.

Please allow me to provide specific details, so that you can either pursue your professional prerogative and seek to rectify these difficulties - or, more likely (I suspect), so that you can have some entertaining reading material as you while away the working day smoking B&H and drinking vendor-coffee on the bog in your office.

My initial installation was cancelled without warning, resulting in my spending an entire Saturday sitting on my fat arse waiting for your technician to arrive. When he did not arrive, I spent a further 57 minutes listening to your infuriating hold music, and the even more annoying Scottish robot woman telling me to look at your helpful website. HOW? I alleviated the boredom by playing with my testicles for a few minutes - an activity at which you are no doubt both familiar and highly adept. The rescheduled installation then took place some 2 weeks later, although the technician did forget to bring a number of vital tools - such as a drill-bit and his cerebrum. Two weeks later, my cable modem had still not arrived.

After 15 telephone calls over 4 weeks my modem arrived, 6 weeks after I had requested it, and begun to pay for it. I estimate your internet servers' downtime is roughly 35% - the hours between about 6 pm and midnight, Monday through Friday, and most of the weekend. I am still waiting for my telephone connection. I have made 9 calls on my mobile to your no-help line, and have been unhelpfully transferred to a variety of disinterested individuals who are, it seems, also highly skilled bollock jugglers. I have been informed that a telephone line is available (and that someone will call me back); that I will be transferred to someone who knows whether or not a telephone line is available (and then been cut off); that I will be transferred to someone and then been redirected to an answering machine informing me that your office is closed); that I will be transferred to someone and then been redirected to the irritating Scottish robot woman. And several other variations on this theme.

Doubtless you are no longer reading this letter, as you have at least a thousand other dissatisfied customers to ignore, and also another one of those crucially important testicle moments to attend to. Frankly I don't care. It's far more satisfying as a customer to voice my frustrations in print than to shout them at your unending hold music.

Forgive me, therefore, if I continue.

I thought British Telecom was shit; that they had attained the holy piss-pot of god-awful customer relations; and that no one, anywhere, ever, could be more disinterested, less helpful or more obstructive to delivering service to their customers. That's why I chose NTL, and because, well, there isn't anyone else, is there?

How surprised I therefore was when I discovered to my considerable dissatisfaction and disappointment what a useless shower of •••••••• you truly are. You are sputum-filled pieces of distended rectum incompetents of the highest order. BT - wankers though they are - shine like brilliant beacons of success in the filthy mire of your seemingly limitless inadequacy.

Suffice to say that I have now given up on my futile and foolhardy quest to receive any kind of service from you. I suggest that you cease any potential future attempts to extort payment from me for the services which you have so pointedly and catastrophically failed to deliver. Any such activity will be greeted initially with hilarity and disbelief and will quickly be replaced by derision, and even perhaps bemused rage. I enclose two small deposits, selected with great care from my cat's litter tray, as an expression of my utter and complete contempt for both you and your pointless company. I sincerely hope that they have not become desiccated during transit - they were satisfyingly moist at the time of posting, and I would feel considerable disappointment if you did not experience both their rich aroma and delicate texture.

Consider them the very embodiment of my feelings towards NTL and its worthless employees. Have a nice day. May it be the last in your miserable short life, you irritatingly incompetent and infuriatingly unhelpful bunch of twits.

Respectfully Yours,

Goddessatlaw

Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 06:07 am EditMoveDeleteIP
See, now THAT'S a RANT!!! LOLOL (apologies to Rabbit, I know I'm not supposed to LOL in the Crabapple thread, but ROTF). I admit confusion, though, as to the moderated word. I've tried to fit all the truly foul words I know, even the hyphenated ones, and considered every euphemism for urine, and I got nothing. Anyone?

Squaredsc

Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 06:16 am EditMoveDeleteIP
that's hysterical and i have no clue what the moderated word is.

Sasman

Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 06:19 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Do you want me to tell or should this be a little game within the grouch thread?

Squaredsc

Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 06:20 am EditMoveDeleteIP
nah, keep it a mystery.