Padded Room, take 3

[empath]

Okay, props and respect to 2stepz for originating this idea, and keeping it going over the past couple of years. Also props to Nevrmore for creating another similar thread that served the same purpose.

I'll let the purpose of the thread be described as it was back in November '08:

I'm starting this thread as a therapeutic venting room.

It's padded, so beat your head against the wall all you want.

It's sound proofed, so scream rant rave and otherwise vent without disturbing others.

And on that note:



Dear co-worker: if you're going to help me by cooking some of the food I have to prepare, please TELL ME ABOUT IT FIRST - just taking the case of chicken fingers out of the walk-in cooler to the fryer over where you are only confuses me, making me wonder whether I did grab that case from the warehouse freezer or not.

Also, they only take five minutes to cook...if the fryer is ready; please ensure yours is turned on and the oil is heated up (something that takes twenty minutes) before deciding to go ahead with this plan...

Finally, it might just be better to TELL ME when a customer asks you about getting some chicken fingers and ask me when *I* can get them cooked - they were next on my list after what was in the fryer, and that only took 5min, too. So the customer would've been served in ten minutes.

Instead, I looked for the case while waiting for the fries to cook, couldn't find them, and learned from another co-worker that you'd taken them to cook over there. "Cool!" I thought, "that was nice of him." since I didn't know about the requesting customer, and foolishly assumed you'd be PREPARED TO COOK.

So since those chicken fingers were the LAST thing on my cooking list, I turned off my fryer and prepared to filter its oil; something that takes about fifteen minutes, and maybe another five or ten to...reheat the oil to cooking temperature. (sound familiar?)

So when that mutual co-worker of ours came over...with the case of fingers and asked how quick I could cook some, I already had added filter powder to the oil, drained the vat into the filter pan and was scrubbing out the vat and heating element; still probably ten to fifteen minutes before being cook-ready...PLUS the five-minute cooking time.

Good thing that customer was patient...

[OMGItsSarah]

Dear me:
Please, if you know that something isn't set in stone, don't count on it happening, and don't make plans about it.
kthxbai!

Also.
@my little brother - SHUT YOUR MOUTH FOR ONCE. I don't want to hear you sing the same two lines of a song over and over again, I don't want to be your best friend, and I have told you three times that I do in fact have a slight astigmatism, so stop asking.

[TheRocket]

Dear me, enjoy your time, and stop worrying over things that you cannot find out answers to just yet. Deal with shit as it comes, and focus on being the best now.

[epocalypse]

DEAR ME– STOP
STOP WASTING TIME, BEING SICK, AND ONLY GETTING HALF YOUR WORK DONE– STOP
A:1:2:R:O:P:M:5:5:∏:T:D-9 3– STOP
-THE EPOCALYPSE INTERNAL CODE SYSTEM
PS: DUMBASS!!– STOP

[TheRocket]

Wow. I just got your sig.

Brain /fail/

[Ottoman]

You know, I really like having this duplicate thread, empath. I mean, sure, splitting the party is a bad idea, but this is a forum after all, and in no way similar. Just look at how well it worked with the Relationship threads! Sure, some people will say that this is divisive, but, obviously, we both know that if everyone thought the same, it would be pret-ty boring around here. And we all know that unified standards are for European communists. So, best of luck with this undertaking. You're a true forum hero, sir.

[Theremin]

I sense sarcasm.

Eh, I like this thread so far.

[TheRocket]

Well, the Padded Room V1 was the begining of the vent/padded threads. So..the vent thread is actually the run off-split thread. So, way to fail in your sarcasm to empath. Better scold Nevermore for his thread now.

[epocalypse]

fuck this thread's lack of proper ventilation.

[TheRocket]

Oh geeze, you can smell that? Sorry I had the meatloaf. I will open a window.

[Theremin]

I'll get the damn incense...

[Ottoman]

I'll get the damn incense...

Good idea. And maybe we can pimp out this place with some comfy padded armchairs. And get a catering service, possibly?

Because, you know what? After reading the last page of the old thread, I realize that it has gone too far. The only way to recover now is to nuke it from orbit and move on.

On topic: So what, graphing calculator? Was the program I spent hours writing just too much for your puny little system to handle? And really, dumping the data after crashing, despite my having saved it, was a dick move.

[Theremin]

I'll get the 'No Calculators allowed' signs...

[2stepz]

The point of having a "vent" thread was to have somewhere to blow off steam (posiive or negative) **without** criticism; hence the padding and soundproofing. The other thread is so far beyond it's designed capacity that I must applaud this reincarnation.

[TheRocket]

Not padded armchairs.. but rather those blow up neon chairs. You know, to fit with Theremins avatar.

[theDreamer]

I think such things might cause me to NEED the padded room.

Also: Fuck you classmates. You know who you are. My assignment involves working with all of you, and, of the 7 of us, one is an idiot and an asshole and almost refuses to work unless it's the "most important thing" which we know he'll fail at, one tries but doesn't know jack so I must help him learn AND do my work, one is obscenely quiet and I don't trust that, and two are merely average. There is only ONE other person I can trust to do well on this assignment.

There is no option in picking my group by the way. The whole class is 7 people.

[empath]

Yeah, that crappy day (of which my above 'Dear Co-Worker' was only ONE TINY PART) was a whole Dante-Clerks thing: YET ANOTHER co-worker called me yesterday night to ask me to cover for him today; I had worked five days straight and had two days off...didn't want to give up one of them and extend my burn-out, but it was a family emergency - his uncle


FUCK

I just reran his exact statement he made on the phone: it was

"My uncle's got brain damage"

NOT "my uncle got sent to the hospital" or "my uncle had an accident"...

I begin to wonder if his father's brother was born with brain damage and has lived with that for fifty fucking years and my asshole coworker just wanted the lazy fucking day off....

[Genghis Ares]

Why can't we just keep the venting thread going?

[Master Gunner]

Every so often, the venting thread needs to itself be vented, and started anew. It's good for the soul.

[TheRocket]

Vent thread and the Padded Room are NOT the same thread.

[2stepz]

*sits with back to corner of room, surrounded by pillows and blankets*

I miss my boyfriend. Its cold here and I has no warm body to snuggle with. I like being back "home," I like what I have lined up to do... I just don't like that I'm ALONE again. *sigh*

[tak197]

I think every so often we need to lock up the padded rooms and vents and just say to ourseves that those problems aregone and now there are other ones to deal with.

[Kara]

I really wish I had the balls to say what I want to say to the person I want to hear it. It's just fucking depressing.

[Lavos]

I really wish I had the balls to say what I want to say to the person I want to hear it. It's just fucking depressing.

Borrow Jester's, he clearly does not need them. Or use them for that matter, his testosterone level is quite low.

[Mad Madam Mimm]

Dear Mother: I love you, of course I do. But fuck off with your dyson hiroshima before I start raiding dad's tool shed. Seriously. A louder, more annoying noise has never existed.