Days like this will either start you up drinking or make you quit. 
That concludes this rant.
We thank you for your support.
–James (sans Bartles)
Glad to help.
Whassup?
hmm - I thought it was too soon for “Talk Like a Pirate” day! 
James, I really wish you wouldn’t go on and on about it like this.
Kevin Krell
"This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… This, too, shall pass… "
…you get the picture…
Reminds me of a line from Cheers. Karla says “I think this occasion calls for a beer.” Norm replies, “I feel that way about most occasions.”
James…
Have you tried whupping the app-cray out of, say, a British frigate, and absconding with it’s gold? Arrrrg, matey…
sometimes on those special kind of days, I get through it by repeating:
“in only _________ hours, this will all be over…”
It’s my mantra, and it works for me.
Cheers, and happier day tomorrow!
M
" thou hast tried me just as silver is tried…"
(It’ll git better)
You’re in good company, James. There are at least 2 others having the same sort of day. And mine started yesterday. 
This’ll make you feel better . . . management doesn’t like my writing. Not only that, but I’m clearly wasting time on it . . . look at all those capital letters and the punctuation!!! And wasting everyone else’s time because it takes longer to read.
Oh, and I need to stop doing this . . . 
. . . when people point out my faults.
It’s so much more polite that, say, telling them where to go and how to get there.
Best one: “Take your opinion, fold it until it’s all corners, and secrete it where angels fear to tread.”
Hope everyone’s week improves, or the thin veil of polite-i-tude holds up.
Isn’t that what God told the whale that swallowed Noah?
There must be something in the water or solar flares or some kind of lunar thing going on. I’ve had to threaten two DBAs and an assistant to the project manager who thinks he’s an assistant project manager, and now I’m not allowed to say “Well, our ‘Hire the Stupid’ initiative isn’t working as well as we expected, now is it?” anymore.
Try what I do – Extend your arms slightly with the palms up, look heavenward as if for guidance, give an exageratedly audible sigh, and mutter just loud enough for people close to you to hear, “Everywhere you look – a$$holes.”
I have tried this method with positive results.
“In the morning, in the evening, ain’t we got fun?”
Yesterday purely sucked.
In the morning, I found out that State never received a tax return from several years ago, so they think I’m a nonfiler and I don’t want to think about how much money they say I owe them. So I spent most of the day tracking things down to be able to refile…all of this, when, because of where I lived at the time, I had a border-city exemption and didn’t owe them one penny.
All of this is frustrating but understandable. What I don’t find understandable are the two state employees who sounded like it just destroyed their whole day to have to talk to me and look up my accounts to see what the matter was. Always a pleasure to see someone who enjoys their job so very much.
Anyway, that’s a work in progress, and work on it continues.
In the evening, when I got home from all of this, I found there had been a power outage: all our electric clocks were blinking.
The smell hit me when I walked in the front door: faint but acrid, like someone burned an egg.
My wife’s computer came up fine. Mine would not power on.
Following my nose, the source of the acrid smell seemed to be mainly coming from my power supply, so I ran to a computer store and picked up a replacement power supply.
Fortunately, my system was ok…with the new power supply, it came right up. Whew!
So that’s the story of yesterday…a Very Frustrating Day.
Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh indeed.
Thanks for letting me vent.
–James the State Fugitive (not really a fugitive, I was only treated like I was…)
Today’s a whole new day, mate. What could possibly go wrong? …
That was Jonah.
peeplj - “serenity now, serenity now, serenity now”
Perhaps you meant “secret it”. To “secrete it” would be movement in the wrong direction. Perhaps “shove it” would be less awkward.
djm
Oh dear.
I’m glad your yesterday is over, James. Sometimes when things are going wrong I tell myself I’m collecting material for my novel (my imaginary novel, of course). It sometimes helps a bit, but not much. I could see the tax problem and the discussion with the unhelpful people making a very funny scene in a book actually—even if it wasn’t funny at the time. Hey, maybe you should write a novel!
sorry, I just arrived to the thread late, but, I thought this little song would cheer you up James…
I hum it all the time at work..