Random thought thread!

Courteous_D · 2013-03-16T09:55:03.000Z

Wait. My fellow Hoosiers are missing their connections at home?

I’m going to go with “completely adorable,” because I’m not sure I like any of the possible alternatives.

Eric_Majkut · 2013-03-17T19:49:21.000Z

Still in the hospital. Feeling much better, but also feeling like they could’ve had this lung procedure done and discharged me days ago if this place wasn’t mismanaged to hell and back. Don’t have the energy to go into a full on rant about it, but the Doctor barely gives patients the time of day, the nurses are specifically told not to give information to the patients, my doc has 3-4 times said he’d do something and then an order was never put through to have it done, etc. Bad enough that I’m sick, but then to fight all this incompetent red tape bullshit on top of it… I’m just exhausted at this point and want to go home.

RichVR · 2013-03-20T20:39:39.000Z

I’m going to put this here because a different thread reminded me of it. I want to add that it probably has a lot of triggers for people that have recently lost loved ones, or might in the near future. You have been warned.

Many years ago my father finally died after 2 years of being kept alive via various means.

Finally it was time for the wake. I had thought that my mom and I were on the same page about not having an open casket thing. But there he was, my father, in an open casket.

When I heard that it was going to be an open viewing, I was pissed off. So I started to drink. I had shots of vodka with my son, my step-son and anyone that would have shots with me at the house before we went to the funeral home. Then at the funeral home I had drinks with the funeral director and his people. Long story short, I got completely fucked up. Finally I thought I was ready to go out to the viewing room. There was my father, in a casket, looking dead. With bad makeup. I stood there for a minute or two. I tried to accept it. But I finally completely broke down. I started crying like a baby. My brother and my wife dragged me back to ‘the front row’ of seats. I was inconsolable. I was hysterical. I couldn’t stop crying. My brother’s wife came over and told me to ‘buck up’. I looked at her and told her to fuck off. I said, and I still remember this clearly, “Who the fuck are you to talk to me? You’re not part of this family. Go fuck yourself.” That’s when two really big guys dragged me out of my own father’s funeral.

My wife drove me home in silence.

To this day I so very much regret what I did. But I still remember seeing my father in the coffin. The shock was incredible. I don’t know how to describe it. Yeah I was drunk as a bastard. But the shock was palpable. I don’t know that I would have handled it differently if I was sober. But having a chance again, I would try.

Sorry for the TMI.

ibdoomed · 2013-03-26T11:26:15.000Z

Why do we have two spoiler threads for bioshock3? I’d like to chat about it in a spoiler free zone but a third thread seems uncalled for.

mouselock · 2013-03-26T16:43:40.000Z

It is a cruel, cruel twist of fate that norovirusgives you a valid excuse to not workon a workda, yet, at the same time makes you feel so shitty that you spend the whole times imply trying to sleep and contemplating if it’s worth it to ever actually try to eat food again.

ChristienMurawski · 2013-03-27T18:38:54.000Z

Baking soda + water + 15 minutes on a stove top…I love you.

-xtien

divedivedive · 2013-03-27T22:47:52.000Z

We had a nice run everybody, but looks like it’s time for humanity to pack it in: two headed bull shark found off the coast of Florida.

Ed_Solomon · 2013-03-27T23:05:21.000Z

Pogue Mahone:

We had a nice run everybody, but looks like it’s time for humanity to pack it in: two headed bull shark found off the coast of Florida.

Meh, we’re golden at least until dolphins evolve thumbs. http://www.theonion.com/articles/dolphins-evolve-opposable-thumbs,284/

nijimeijer · 2013-03-28T13:33:20.000Z

Pie Day is on Monday here at work, and I can’t decide between a split strawberry cream\chocolate pudding or going all in with one type. DECISIONS. Last year, I foolishly tackled a huge apple pie and almost perished (at least, I think). I need a smarter plan this year.

Kael · 2013-03-28T15:58:14.000Z

nijimeijer:

Pie Day is on Monday here at work, and I can’t decide between a split strawberry cream\chocolate pudding or going all in with one type. DECISIONS. Last year, I foolishly tackled a huge apple pie and almost perished (at least, I think). I need a smarter plan this year.

You didn’t celebrate pie day on 3/14?

Kael · 2013-03-28T15:58:42.000Z

nijimeijer:

Pie Day is on Monday here at work, and I can’t decide between a split strawberry cream\chocolate pudding or going all in with one type. DECISIONS. Last year, I foolishly tackled a huge apple pie and almost perished (at least, I think). I need a smarter plan this year.

You didn’t celebrate pie day on 3/14?

nijimeijer · 2013-03-28T16:35:38.000Z

Disturbingly unrelated. This one came about due to a friend giving up sweets for Lent then costuming an entire pie following.

Ed_Solomon · 2013-03-28T18:52:11.000Z

Kael:

You didn’t celebrate pie day on 3/14?

Greek Orthodox pi day is always 2 weeks later.

Nixxter · 2013-03-30T05:17:27.000Z

Why do people often say as a qualifier “I am not a licensed doctor”?

Are you an unlicensed doctor? Are you a doctor, friend? Wouldn’t it be more informative and accurate to say “I am not a doctor”?

I’m a licensed CPA. Sometimes I tell people I’m a glorified accountant. Sometimes I tell them I am a Mensa Society - Reject. But I do not tell them I am a licensed accountant.

Carry on.

Calelari · 2013-03-30T07:55:04.000Z

Probably because graduating medical school and whatnot is independent of whether you pass your boards (which is what gets you licensed). Shorthand for “I have the right learnings, but I’m really not allowed to use it” I guess.

RichVR · 2013-03-30T12:46:49.000Z

I am not a licensed assassin.

mdowdle · 2013-04-01T04:43:09.000Z

The Chinese term for an obtuse angle is ‘dun jiao’, which means “stupid angle”. Because – you know – obtuse = stupid.

mdowdle · 2013-04-01T04:50:14.000Z

RichVR:

I’m going to put this here because a different thread reminded me of it. I want to add that it probably has a lot of triggers for people that have recently lost loved ones, or might in the near future. You have been warned.

Many years ago my father finally died after 2 years of being kept alive via various means.

Finally it was time for the wake. I had thought that my mom and I were on the same page about not having an open casket thing. But there he was, my father, in an open casket.

When I heard that it was going to be an open viewing, I was pissed off. So I started to drink. I had shots of vodka with my son, my step-son and anyone that would have shots with me at the house before we went to the funeral home. Then at the funeral home I had drinks with the funeral director and his people. Long story short, I got completely fucked up. Finally I thought I was ready to go out to the viewing room. There was my father, in a casket, looking dead. With bad makeup. I stood there for a minute or two. I tried to accept it. But I finally completely broke down. I started crying like a baby. My brother and my wife dragged me back to ‘the front row’ of seats. I was inconsolable. I was hysterical. I couldn’t stop crying. My brother’s wife came over and told me to ‘buck up’. I looked at her and told her to fuck off. I said, and I still remember this clearly, “Who the fuck are you to talk to me? You’re not part of this family. Go fuck yourself.” That’s when two really big guys dragged me out of my own father’s funeral.

My wife drove me home in silence.

To this day I so very much regret what I did. But I still remember seeing my father in the coffin. The shock was incredible. I don’t know how to describe it. Yeah I was drunk as a bastard. But the shock was palpable. I don’t know that I would have handled it differently if I was sober. But having a chance again, I would try.

Sorry for the TMI.

Nothing to be embarrassed about, really. I pretty certain I would have done the same thing if that had happened to me. And your sister-in-law is probably a wonderful person, but saying ‘buck up’ to someone who has just lost his father was probably not one of her most well-thought-out ideas.

mdowdle · 2013-04-01T04:50:40.000Z

RichVR:

I’m going to put this here because a different thread reminded me of it. I want to add that it probably has a lot of triggers for people that have recently lost loved ones, or might in the near future. You have been warned.

Many years ago my father finally died after 2 years of being kept alive via various means.

Finally it was time for the wake. I had thought that my mom and I were on the same page about not having an open casket thing. But there he was, my father, in an open casket.

When I heard that it was going to be an open viewing, I was pissed off. So I started to drink. I had shots of vodka with my son, my step-son and anyone that would have shots with me at the house before we went to the funeral home. Then at the funeral home I had drinks with the funeral director and his people. Long story short, I got completely fucked up. Finally I thought I was ready to go out to the viewing room. There was my father, in a casket, looking dead. With bad makeup. I stood there for a minute or two. I tried to accept it. But I finally completely broke down. I started crying like a baby. My brother and my wife dragged me back to ‘the front row’ of seats. I was inconsolable. I was hysterical. I couldn’t stop crying. My brother’s wife came over and told me to ‘buck up’. I looked at her and told her to fuck off. I said, and I still remember this clearly, “Who the fuck are you to talk to me? You’re not part of this family. Go fuck yourself.” That’s when two really big guys dragged me out of my own father’s funeral.

My wife drove me home in silence.

To this day I so very much regret what I did. But I still remember seeing my father in the coffin. The shock was incredible. I don’t know how to describe it. Yeah I was drunk as a bastard. But the shock was palpable. I don’t know that I would have handled it differently if I was sober. But having a chance again, I would try.

Sorry for the TMI.

Nothing to be ashamed about, really. I pretty certain I would have done the same thing if that had happened to me. And your sister-in-law is probably a wonderful person, but saying ‘buck up’ to someone who has just lost his father was probably not one of her most well-thought-out moments.

Balasarius · 2013-04-01T05:20:45.000Z

Short of actually breaking laws, the death of a close family member gives you a free pass to do whatever you want.

Because everyone handles grief differently.