We order dominos kinda regularly. Check their coupons next time. I can tell you that I’ll get a large 5 topping, stuffed cheesy bread and wings for that price or cheaper. And I’m your friendly neighbor to the west, not in a major or midsized area.
A couple years back we did a puzzle that was a weird zoom in on a section of the front cover art. It was very strange, but ultimately fun.
Burn it all down. And before for that, make sure everyone higher knows exactly why you are burning it down.
We’ve been watching a bunch of British panel shows for years, so we knew she definitely was a character. But taskmaster definitely proved how much of a headcase she really is. She really surprised me that she made it to adulthood.
I side with Jon 100%, and I do 100% of the dish washing.
But unlike Jon, I’m not married to an absolute head case. He knew what he was getting into.
Don’t have a 5 gallon bucket?
Op needs to destroy that chair on their heads.
Who is making this rule?
I hope they reject you because you’ll very obviously be an issue.
Adult athletic leagues, Church groups, book clubs, bowling league
I never had much luck with online dating, but I had much better luck meeting people in person doing social things.
I had a wooden one car garage I wanted gone. Posted it on marketplace, 81 people contacted me about it. About 10 showed up to look at it, said they’d take it, then ghosted me. One woman, a meth head, actually came back to start working on it, and all she had was a hammer, small pry bar, and a small hatchback. She would come late at night and work by cell phone flash light. I told her to stop coming.
One afternoon, the wife and I went to a movie. As we were leaving, I checked my phone and a guy named Jay inquired and made an additional comment. So, my best friend’s name is Jay, and the profile photo was of two boys in baseball uniforms. And my best friend had two boys in baseball at the time, also my best friend would also find my posted items and ask if they were available and have some additional funny comment. Before my brain had time to analyze the situation, I fired off a quick “yeah it is, come and get it daddy.” and quickly put my phone away. Then I freaked out because the boys in his photo looked nothing like my buddy’s kids, and I looked at the profile and sure as fuck it wasn’t him.
I panicked. I was going to delete the message, but then realized it probably wouldn’t delete on their end. So I just fessed up and told him how I had made the mistake and I apologized. Guy was very understanding and said he’d be there tomorrow to get the garage.
He “got into an accident” and couldnt come get it. Never heard from him again.
I don’t understand. OP can you help?
You ain’t got scissors or a knife? Or some tape or a twisty thing left over from a bag of bread?
That spooky family mystery is exactly why their family trees are all set to private.
I don’t think it ever hit my report. And if it did, it definitely hasn’t affected it in any significant manner because I have excellent credit currently.
Years ago I had an issue with my service, so a tech came by and replaced my modem. I stress that it was My modem. I provided it. I canceled the service when I moved halfway across the country and kept the modem. I actually gifted it to my roommate, but that doesn’t really matter.
At no point did I sign up for the rental of a modem, I never agreed to the additional terms of renting a modem. No one at Comcast could provide me with anything regarding my approval of anything as the sole end user of their service. I told them to kick rocks.
A couple months goes by, I get a formal letter issuing me an invoice for a couple hundred bucks in rental and fines for late payments. I call them, tell them the scenario and that I am not going to pay them another penny.
Couple weeks later, another letter. This time informally responded with a written letter, stating all the facts and asking for anything showing my agreement of rental of the modem. Never heard back.
A year goes by, I get a letter from a collections agency. I responded exactly like before, asking for anything proving I owed anyone anything.
Another year, another letter. At this point it’s three years later or so, and they stopped for a while. Until five years later and I get another letter. Fuckers are relentless. At this point I am sure they are just trying to catch anyone dumb enough to pay, but that ain’t me.
Fuck Comcast. And fuck Janet jaurez, who I have been getting collections phonecalls for since I got my current cell phone number in 2005.
Comedian Kyle Ayers has Trigeminal Neuralgia as well. He’s about to do the Edinburgh Fringe Festival with his show (Hard to say) all about how he’s been dealing with it. I know that doesn’t help you with your glasses, but maybe his comedy can help alleviate some of the pain and worry.
Good luck.