OMFG shut the H up already DH
Random ranting and raving deargorpleasemakeotstop.
That is all.
Thank you
You really just talk too much.
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Random ranting and raving deargorpleasemakeotstop.
That is all.
Thank you
You really just talk too much.
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Everything under the sun but
Everything under the sun but most guns
Think he's off to bed now
Thank God
Ear plugs. Invest in a good
Ear plugs. Invest in a good pair...
When someone talks AT you, you don't need to listen or respond.
LOVE my earplugs...his
LOVE my earplugs...his snoring is like a 777 Oh and an mp3 player with meditation and music on it for when he drones on about work for hours
It's utter drama at Chef
It's utter drama at Chef Boyardumb's work (he's an HVAC technician)
According to Chef:
1. Owner is some guy who thinks he's a bigshot yet knows nothing about HVAC
2. Office workers are "yes men/women"
3. Co-workers are just phoning it in despite training
4. He's running a helpdesk for his co-workers who have been doing HVAC longer than he has (true)
5. Owner keeps firing and re-hiring same old recyled (bad) employees
6. Workers keep quitting then trying to get back into the job because owner lets them be mavericks
and on and on and on and on and on and on
Chef MUST get on the phone every.friggin.night sauced up to the gills and bitch about work to the install dept's manager for HOURS in a pitch just below screaming. Filthy, disgusting, bawdy, cursing about the employees and customers. Also bragging about how Chef is the ONLY one who knows anything and is propping up the biz (sprinkle massive ego fairy dust here and here and here)
^^^^ Do we have the same
^^^^ Do we have the same DH?^^^^^^^ I was wondering why he's been taking so many emergency on-calls. Maybe he has two wives. LOL
That's my special K. Talk
That's my special K. Talk talk talk about all his shit. All day, all night except when tv is on.
My husband gets in talkative
My husband gets in talkative moods, like when I'm reading a book or watching a program.
He was really quiet when we first met. God, I miss those days.
I ask him, "Remember when you were so in awe of me that you hardly spoke? Let's do that."
I mean, I fell in love with a strong, silent, kind of mysterious guy. Now, he's Chatty Cathy. Chatty Charlie? Whatever, he talks too much.