Random Rants
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Sorry man that's awful. Comment on healthcare in American withheld.
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To anyone interested, I got my boots back from Danner last friday. I did have to pay for the repair in the end. Today I received a package from them that included 3 pairs of nice merino wool socks, a nice waxed canvas hat, some waterproofing spray and a stainless steel water bottle. Pretty much covered the cost of the repairs and was a really nice gesture on their part. On top of that, the boots are fantastic too.
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good news, let's see the boots & the goods. . .
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My car was broken into last night. They stole amongst other items a crappy Henri Lloyd jacket that I wear for work, but discarded my Iron Heart jacket in to the street as not worth stealing, I found it still lying in the street in the morning!! They also stole a 4 year old iPod but left behind £12,000 worth of new marine electronics! Thank feck the Gosport low life don't know S###.
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Said it to you already man but that is shitty. It will work out for the best though I'm sure.
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Maybe it'll work out again in a few years. I really feel like I've dodged a bullet though. As gutted as I am, I do see some silver linings.
I sent some of my things (folding table and chairs, plates, forks, knives, coffee mugs) via "express shipment", but never felt comfortable sending any of my clothes or shoes. I guess I knew in my gut to not send anything of real value to me. My shipment is on its way back to me, but it was nearly in California on Friday when I called to cancel it. I was due to report to Japan in two weeks. Damn.
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When I lived in DC I forgot about the magic of Beltway traffic a couple of times. Once you're on there… You're fucked. Ugh.
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When I lived in DC I forgot about the magic of Beltway traffic a couple of times. Once you're on there… You're fucked. Ugh.
I've never seen so many incompetent drivers in one place. Pretty much every morning, I pass by three accidents and witness three accidents almost happen within a one or two car distance from me.
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At work we are basically forced to listen to the local radio station which has a daily feature called the 9@9, where members of the public (morons) select 9 songs to played by a particular artist, or with regards to a particular theme. Some sadistic bastard this morning chose none other than The Proclaimers, I have never heard so much Scottishness in one sitting before, it was like living inside a haggis
