Printers. Any make. Will they communicate? Will they "other place"
Amen, amen, amen. Every single flipping update to my music admin computer I have a printer won't connect to computer problem and spend half of my admin time sorting the wretched thing out.
I guess it's something to do with being an older computer, but I can make it do what I need to do as it still has a DVD drive so I can read the CD-ROMs with hymn words on. (No, don't mention Song Select to me, it's not happening for the few occasions a year we need hymns which aren't in our hymnbook.) It also will print draft versions whereby saving ink which my newer computer won't do, along with its lack of a DVD drive. There will be much weeping and wailing and gnashing of this organist's teeth when the music admin computer gives up!
Medicare. Our public health system government department.
Several months ago they gave me a refund incorrectly; it is for someone else. I have tried and tried all manner of methods to give it back. No-one can help. Today I get yet another proforma email completely misunderstanding the issue.
I'm tempted to ignore it but I suspect in 5 years they'll hunt me down and demand payback with interest.
The Australian federal Attorney-General for throwing his staff under the bus for recommending that Liberal and National senators vote in favour of a motion that "It's OK to be white"; and claiming that he'd have seen the motion for the white supremacist BS that it was, if only they'd brought it to his attention.
Did they tweet for you, as well, Mr Porter, after the vote, when you tried to claim voting in favour showed that the coalition doesn't condone racism, before the ordure hit the air conditioning?
A very mild complaint (in contrast to all these genuinely weighty matters) - swimmers who put their head down, don't look where they're going and expect everyone else to get out of their way at public sessions in swimming baths. (Equally people who stand nattering in the middle of the lanes!)
I decided to start wearing my glasses to swim for that reason, Baptist Trainfan. I can't see a thing without them, whether I put my head down or not, and I literally don't see that someone's about to bump into me until we're about to collide! And although I follow the 'swim anticlockwise' instructions of the swimming lane, apparently not everyone does.
People swimming side by side in the anticlockwise lane is a pet peeve of mine, especially when they're going very slow and stopping to have a smooch. And parents who stick their toddler into the lane to play silly games with him, and then quickly grab him back into the main swim area when the lane swimmer approaches.
Well, I can't see much either, but at least I'm aware of an approaching "shape"! But some people just charge up and down, seemingly unaware or unheeding of others.
Cuts on my fingers and thumbs. This only happens every few months, but it's a colossal nuisance. If I cut any other part of my body, I can slap on a band-aid and continue what I was doing; it's very hard to keep slicing or chopping when I have to keep stanching the blood. I cut my thumb on Sunday. I put what was supposed to be a water-proof band-aid on it. Yesterday morning the band-aid got soaked and oozed pink liquid which stained things. I put a fresh water-proof band-aid on it,. This morning after my shower the band-aid came off and the cut opened. Again I got blood everywhere. GRRRR.
I am sure you are a busy clergyperson, with many more urgent priestly and pastoral calls on your time. My request is small beer. To you. But a burden to me. Plus I need you to confirm the date before I book flights. SO WOULD YOU FUCKING ANSWER MY EMAIL.
The tiny flying insects that have descended upon my city. Everywhere. Went to piano practice and back and I'm covered in them, and they get into almost every uncovered orifice!
Latent Heat - I'm defrosting my freezer and it's taking ages! Mind you, there are now some satisfying clunks as I hear ice dropping - I am quickly removing it.
I had two seizures last Thursday (a week ago) and I still feel stupid. Can't concentrate properly and certainly can't remember what I was doing. Not only do I have to write down passwords but I have to write down user names too.
Ouch! Sionisais, do you perhaps need your meds checked?
Meanwhile, TICTH our so-called ambulance 'patient transport service' (privately run for profit by some security firm or other - let the UK reader understand).
I have 3 upcoming appointments (at neat fortnightly intervals!) at a London hospital to investigate my current walking/mobility issues. I can sit reasonably comfortably, including driving my car, but have pain in both legs when standing or walking. After only a few yards, the pain is acute, and the speed about that achievable by an Elderly Tortoise.
O, they said, if you can drive a car, why can't you drive to the hospital?
Why, I said, who is to get me from the car (assuming I can find a parking space - the waiting time for which can be up to an HOUR!) to the clinic?
O, they said, just arrange wheelchair transport with the clinic staff.....the fact that you can drive a car disqualifies you from ambulance transport.
At which point, I (reasonably politely) ended the call, rightly assuming that I Am Not Ill Or Disabled Enough.
The nearest railway station to the hospital is only 5 minutes' walk away for Mr. Able-Bodied, but a good 25 minutes' painful hobble for Mr. Elderly Tortoise.
That is indeed what the late Sir Terry Pratchett would have called an "embuggerance". I know it's probably rather pricey, but is a train to London and a taxi to the hospital an option?
The station next to the hospital in question is easy enough to get to from here, but there never seem to be any taxis in the street outside!
I have thought of getting off the train at the previous station, and getting a taxi from there, but the topography (lots of stairs, passageways etc.) make it a pointless exercise.
Good ideas, both, but the distance involved is really so minimal as to be not worth the bother of booking taxis (especially given the Law Of Sod, which would mean the train running late on that particular day....).
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
The tiny flying insects that have descended upon my city. Everywhere. Went to piano practice and back and I'm covered in them, and they get into almost every uncovered orifice!
Good ideas, both, but the distance involved is really so minimal as to be not worth the bother of booking taxis (especially given the Law Of Sod, which would mean the train running late on that particular day....).
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
Two things:
1) It might not be very far in feet and inches, but it's a 25 minute walk for you. Think time, not distance, and consider a taxi. If this sounds too selfish, does your route involve crossing a road? Because if so, a slow crossing will be dangerous for you and delaying for London drivers, a species not exactly renowned for their patience. Make their day better.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. Again, it might be worth thinking of this as allowing another member of the church to show Christian fellowship, rather than someone doing you a favour - rather like the unfortunate (if apocryphal) old lady who was always being helped across the street by Boy Scouts whether she wanted to be on the other side or not.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. ...
Good idea, but I'm not sure that introducing someone who is likely to roam the streets into a densely populated area would be a particularly Christian act. Perhaps choose a less sinister driver?
Good ideas, both, but the distance involved is really so minimal as to be not worth the bother of booking taxis (especially given the Law Of Sod, which would mean the train running late on that particular day....).
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
Two things:
1) It might not be very far in feet and inches, but it's a 25 minute walk for you. Think time, not distance, and consider a taxi. If this sounds too selfish, does your route involve crossing a road? Because if so, a slow crossing will be dangerous for you and delaying for London drivers, a species not exactly renowned for their patience. Make their day better.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. Again, it might be worth thinking of this as allowing another member of the church to show Christian fellowship, rather than someone doing you a favour - rather like the unfortunate (if apocryphal) old lady who was always being helped across the street by Boy Scouts whether she wanted to be on the other side or not.
Yes, I agree - a taxi is fine, if one can be found. I'll try again, next time I have to go. There is indeed a busy road to cross, and I can just about make it before the lights change....
As regards someone from church, two kind friends have helped out in the past, but one is no longer available. The other might be able to assist, but is recovering from major surgery himself at the moment.
Oh, BF, I know what you mean. Wait a few days, call them back to say that you can no longer drive, and get the service.
I have just hired (through an agency) an aide to help me five mornings a week with some of the basics of live: showering, dressing, and getting places. She can also do the laundry; I can't!
Good ideas, both, but the distance involved is really so minimal as to be not worth the bother of booking taxis (especially given the Law Of Sod, which would mean the train running late on that particular day....).
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
Two things:
1) It might not be very far in feet and inches, but it's a 25 minute walk for you. Think time, not distance, and consider a taxi. If this sounds too selfish, does your route involve crossing a road? Because if so, a slow crossing will be dangerous for you and delaying for London drivers, a species not exactly renowned for their patience. Make their day better.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. Again, it might be worth thinking of this as allowing another member of the church to show Christian fellowship, rather than someone doing you a favour - rather like the unfortunate (if apocryphal) old lady who was always being helped across the street by Boy Scouts whether she wanted to be on the other side or not.
Yes, I agree - a taxi is fine, if one can be found. I'll try again, next time I have to go. There is indeed a busy road to cross, and I can just about make it before the lights change....
As regards someone from church, two kind friends have helped out in the past, but one is no longer available. The other might be able to assist, but is recovering from major surgery himself at the moment.
Bishops Finger, if you book passenger assistance from the railway company would they find you somewhere to sit at the station while you book a taxi and wait for it to arrive? (I think their job ends at the exit, so you'd have to ask for a safe space inside.)
Good ideas, both, but the distance involved is really so minimal as to be not worth the bother of booking taxis (especially given the Law Of Sod, which would mean the train running late on that particular day....).
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
Two things:
1) It might not be very far in feet and inches, but it's a 25 minute walk for you. Think time, not distance, and consider a taxi. If this sounds too selfish, does your route involve crossing a road? Because if so, a slow crossing will be dangerous for you and delaying for London drivers, a species not exactly renowned for their patience. Make their day better.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. Again, it might be worth thinking of this as allowing another member of the church to show Christian fellowship, rather than someone doing you a favour - rather like the unfortunate (if apocryphal) old lady who was always being helped across the street by Boy Scouts whether she wanted to be on the other side or not.
Yes, I agree - a taxi is fine, if one can be found. I'll try again, next time I have to go. There is indeed a busy road to cross, and I can just about make it before the lights change....
As regards someone from church, two kind friends have helped out in the past, but one is no longer available. The other might be able to assist, but is recovering from major surgery himself at the moment.
Is it worth your investing in a mobility scooter?
It may well be - it would be OK for getting into town (level riverside path/road), but up the hill to the village (shops/pharmacy/GP etc.) might be rather taxing. I'll enquire further....
Bishops Finger, if you book passenger assistance from the railway company would they find you somewhere to sit at the station while you book a taxi and wait for it to arrive? (I think their job ends at the exit, so you'd have to ask for a safe space inside.)
There's nowhere to sit at the station proper, but what used to be the original booking office etc. is now a rather nice bistro! I could happily wait there, sustained by SOUP etc.....
Thank you, peeps one and all, for positive and helpful ideas.
BF, where I live is quite hilly, but I see quite a few people in mobility scooters, so I'd imagine they're okay to use on hills, though I'm not sure about steepness. I know electric wheelchairs zip up hills no problem - I would get out of breath trying to keep up with a student I supported when we went out for a walk and went uphill! I'd be asking her to put it on a slower speed!
Can I once again assign Migraines (alright, my fault for not taking the sort of food to a shared meal so I could have a sensible midday meal yesterday) but still I did not want another Sunday confined to barracks.
BF, my dad had a mobility scooter for a few years, and where he lived was up the hill from the town, the supermarkets and what-have-you. He also used to go to visit my mum's grave (up another hill) and as long as his scooter was fully juiced up, it would get him there and back.
Eating rice. A nice brown rice - wild rice combination. There's this curious round one. Ugh. It's not rice.
Thanks to the 'net, I now know how many worms and fly eggs are in things. I will never eat again.
One way to at least ensure the extra protein is dead is to freeze the rice when you get in home from the shops. Also washing it before cooking helps because you can then check for livestock. I do this with the dried soup mix I use.
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I don't know what lumbar spinal stenosis is, but it sounds jolly nasty.
Bingo. Plus herniated disks, degenerating vertebrae, scoliosis and spondylitis.
OK, I'm done complaining. So many have much more to bear.
Amen, amen, amen. Every single flipping update to my music admin computer I have a printer won't connect to computer problem and spend half of my admin time sorting the wretched thing out.
I guess it's something to do with being an older computer, but I can make it do what I need to do as it still has a DVD drive so I can read the CD-ROMs with hymn words on. (No, don't mention Song Select to me, it's not happening for the few occasions a year we need hymns which aren't in our hymnbook.) It also will print draft versions whereby saving ink which my newer computer won't do, along with its lack of a DVD drive. There will be much weeping and wailing and gnashing of this organist's teeth when the music admin computer gives up!
Some days it sucks. Now on to brighter things.
Several months ago they gave me a refund incorrectly; it is for someone else. I have tried and tried all manner of methods to give it back. No-one can help. Today I get yet another proforma email completely misunderstanding the issue.
I'm tempted to ignore it but I suspect in 5 years they'll hunt me down and demand payback with interest.
Did they tweet for you, as well, Mr Porter, after the vote, when you tried to claim voting in favour showed that the coalition doesn't condone racism, before the ordure hit the air conditioning?
People swimming side by side in the anticlockwise lane is a pet peeve of mine, especially when they're going very slow and stopping to have a smooch. And parents who stick their toddler into the lane to play silly games with him, and then quickly grab him back into the main swim area when the lane swimmer approaches.
I had two seizures last Thursday (a week ago) and I still feel stupid. Can't concentrate properly and certainly can't remember what I was doing. Not only do I have to write down passwords but I have to write down user names too.
Meanwhile, TICTH our so-called ambulance 'patient transport service' (privately run for profit by some security firm or other - let the UK reader understand).
I have 3 upcoming appointments (at neat fortnightly intervals!) at a London hospital to investigate my current walking/mobility issues. I can sit reasonably comfortably, including driving my car, but have pain in both legs when standing or walking. After only a few yards, the pain is acute, and the speed about that achievable by an Elderly Tortoise.
O, they said, if you can drive a car, why can't you drive to the hospital?
Why, I said, who is to get me from the car (assuming I can find a parking space - the waiting time for which can be up to an HOUR!) to the clinic?
O, they said, just arrange wheelchair transport with the clinic staff.....the fact that you can drive a car disqualifies you from ambulance transport.
At which point, I (reasonably politely) ended the call, rightly assuming that I Am Not Ill Or Disabled Enough.
The nearest railway station to the hospital is only 5 minutes' walk away for Mr. Able-Bodied, but a good 25 minutes' painful hobble for Mr. Elderly Tortoise.
Disability be Bugg**ed....
I have thought of getting off the train at the previous station, and getting a taxi from there, but the topography (lots of stairs, passageways etc.) make it a pointless exercise.
So near, and yet so far, as they say!
No, I shall simply have to make sure I allow myself plenty of time for the Tortoise Trudge!
IME, worst is when they go up my nose. ICK!
Two things:
1) It might not be very far in feet and inches, but it's a 25 minute walk for you. Think time, not distance, and consider a taxi. If this sounds too selfish, does your route involve crossing a road? Because if so, a slow crossing will be dangerous for you and delaying for London drivers, a species not exactly renowned for their patience. Make their day better.
2) There may be someone from the church community who could drive you from home to hospital, and roam the streets during your appointment rather than waiting for the hospital car park. Again, it might be worth thinking of this as allowing another member of the church to show Christian fellowship, rather than someone doing you a favour - rather like the unfortunate (if apocryphal) old lady who was always being helped across the street by Boy Scouts whether she wanted to be on the other side or not.
Good idea, but I'm not sure that introducing someone who is likely to roam the streets into a densely populated area would be a particularly Christian act. Perhaps choose a less sinister driver?
Thanks to the 'net, I now know how many worms and fly eggs are in things. I will never eat again.
Yes, I agree - a taxi is fine, if one can be found. I'll try again, next time I have to go. There is indeed a busy road to cross, and I can just about make it before the lights change....
As regards someone from church, two kind friends have helped out in the past, but one is no longer available. The other might be able to assist, but is recovering from major surgery himself at the moment.
I have just hired (through an agency) an aide to help me five mornings a week with some of the basics of live: showering, dressing, and getting places. She can also do the laundry; I can't!
Is it worth your investing in a mobility scooter?
It may well be - it would be OK for getting into town (level riverside path/road), but up the hill to the village (shops/pharmacy/GP etc.) might be rather taxing. I'll enquire further....
There's nowhere to sit at the station proper, but what used to be the original booking office etc. is now a rather nice bistro! I could happily wait there, sustained by SOUP etc.....
Thank you, peeps one and all, for positive and helpful ideas.
I guess the scooter may need recharging once he gets down again!
I shall have a chat with him, I think.
One way to at least ensure the extra protein is dead is to freeze the rice when you get in home from the shops. Also washing it before cooking helps because you can then check for livestock. I do this with the dried soup mix I use.