I have a fear of giants…
… it’s called Feefiphobia!
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I have a fear of giants…
… it’s called Feefiphobia!
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DO NOT TOUCH must be one of the most terrifying things to read in braille.
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a Friday haiku
just got a pair of new shoes
for my pair of feet
Did I ever mention that I can sleep standing up? I’m not lying.
Scientists recently combined DNA of a cheetah with the DNA of a crab.
Things went sideways real fast.
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People call forks without prongs sporks. I call them pointless.
Be careful of Black Friday scams. I ordered my wife expensive jewelry for Christmas and instead I received a new deer rifle and 6 boxes of ammo.
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I bought some Velcro and threw out all my shoelaces. I thought, why knot?
My accountant is in trouble for embezzlement. They say he got money for nothing and checks for free. I asked him why he did it and he just said that he was in dire straits.
Know how to keep a turkey in suspense?
Turned in my grades for the 3 classes I taught this semester early this morning. It's not all of my end-of-semester work that is required, but it's the biggest one, and the one that keeps students off my back. I'll do the rest this weekend. Final Exam was last night, closed at midnight, so turning them in a few hours after the exam is something that makes me feel good. And tired. :)
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I’m fascinated by the runners in relay races. I think you’ve really got to hand it to them.
Beans and country ham have been in the slow cooker all night and I just made a skillet of cornbread using Mom’s recipe. Should be ready in about 20 minutes :D
Drinking and cavorting with paid ho's....gets you this Florida press conference.
https://x.com/i/status/2000776149345964219
When I saw ho’s I thought this was going to involve a Florida Santa :/
I wasn't sure how to spell it. I'm sticking with that story, too.
Not so proud moment I'm going to tell on myself. Maybe it will be a warning to others.
When gmail first came out, I grabbed fantastic email addresses, business and personal. My personal one is so good I receive numerous misdirected emails from others (usually with my last name) who typo or leave out a character (mine is first initial/last name). I wish I had included a number of something. Too late now.
Most of the time I just hit delete. Sometimes it is pretty sensitive information and I try to let them know. Sometimes it is just annoying when I get six emails every time somebody's Kia is ready for a quarterly oil change (not kidding), and there's no way to opt-out. No unsubscribe button. No confirmation link initially (double opt-in) required. Anybody can give any email address, and they'll just run with it.
I let the company know through a separate email address. Again and again and again, at least 3 times. Never stopped.
So today I get a customer survey about the last visit. I blast the company, and include a recitation of the misdirected email which I just hit "copy and paste" numerous times every time there is a comment section. I just randomly click bad grades throughout.
I didn't think it through.
I received a nice email from the company's service advisor, copying management, apologizing for what I had been through for these many months. But then confessed that I had harmed their job with the reviews.
They told me they would re-send a survey and asked for me to regrade them.
I did not mean to harm anyone. I just wanted to get their attention. Apparently I did both of those things.
I replied back and told them it was a shame that was what it took to get their attention, but I had no intent to harm anyone, and I would fix it if they would re-send the survey. I then went into why it was an awful idea to include customer information on emails --even if their customer provided it -- without the double opt-in confirmation email link, and/or an unsubscribe button/link.
Before I send clients emails, I get a confirmation email back from them, or I require them to send me an email first. It's a minimal step to take place before substantive information occurs. Of course, I keep really confidential information out of emails, but that's another level.
But I do feel badly about the bad marks.
It sounds like they deserved to get in trouble, and you went above and beyond by redoing the survey for them. I usually just send them to the spam folder.
Well, the lady told me that it actually put her job in jeopardy. May be full of you know what. But I don't think it hurts to "fix" what I did, even if she's full of it. Given the potential for harm as described, it's the lesser of the evils to just fix it.
Anti-spam legislation and corporate policies, she may have been shooting you pretty straight.
Then again if they had ignored your pleas to remove the email address you were sending it from, they probably did deserve some of the heat their seat was getting.
The company I work for is a pretty large concern and we have to take the LERN modules yearly to make sure we are up to date & up to snuff on such things.
Just to be clear, the survey was on how the visit went, how the service advisor treated them, etc. I was irritated, so I just clicked no on everything, which was an awful service rating, and impacted an employee. I never intended to do that, so that's why I'm going to fix it.
The service advisor wasn't responsible for the multitude of emails I've received for months from this company. I have also marked it spam, but it evades the spam filter anyway, possibly because it is so specifically directed.
I remember taking my son when he was little to see Santa but he reeked of booze. Santa didn’t say anything but I’m sure that’s how I ended up on the naughty list.
It's 70 degrees currently.
Tomorrow it will be 27.
I just "love" this weather fluctuation. I don't know if it causes illness or not, but it got warm all of a sudden last week and when it did, I got sick. Might as well blame the weather...
Throwing a housewarming party in my new igloo turned out to be a terrible idea.