Lawyer, likes to read, especially crime novels.
The door at our post office sticks and sometimes that button is the only way to get it open.
I’m a millennial. I always have and always will put two spaces after a period. That’s the way it was done when I was taught to touch type twenty years ago, so that’s the way my hands do it. I’m very grateful my school maintained such an “old-fashioned” class. I genuinely feel that typing class was one of the most valuable classes I ever took. It blows my mind how many people use a computer each and every day but don’t know what the home keys are or what they are for.
We have ceramic tile floors so I just dumped my blazing lava hot rack next to the stove
Isn’t the point of new product training to teach the sales rep what it is and what it does? If she already knew she wouldn’t need the training.
“Nobody burned down your she-shed, Cheryl.”
HOORAY!!!! Annie for ever <3 <3
The new clinic building that my hospital system built has only paper towel dispensers. They must have watched that episode of Mythbusters. The only problem is they don’t have a manual override, so if the battery is dead or the sensor isn’t working, no towel for you!
I was telling a coworker about an article I read in the Washington Post and she said she hadn’t seen it. I told her I didn’t know she subscribed to the Post and she said “I don’t, but I have twitter.” I had no idea how to respond to that.
I always keep Dawn in the house, and not just for dishes. I swear that stuff will clean anything. I once spilled olive oil on a dress, and everyone said it was ruined. I rubbed a little Dawn on the stain, threw it in the wash as usual, and it came out good as new. I even clean my kids toys and my furniture with it. I have no idea what is in that stuff, but I love it! And it’s really not expensive. I spent $10 on a giant bottle from Costco and it has lasted me over a year. Of course, I don’t run a cafe.
Our cats have no desire to be outside. Two of them we took in off the streets. The one who was feral the longest doesn’t even like going near an open door. It’s like she remembers how hard life outside was and she doesn’t want to take any chances of being stuck back out there. She does enjoy lounging on our enclosed porch with the windows open though. All the good stuff with none of the scary.