Some folks really do have "hard heads"!

 

Yesterday, while playing volleyball, I whacked an opposing player on the head during an attack and my hand is killing me!

 

I felt kind of bad but he was trying to joust and thats what happens when you play the net!  By the end of the match you could visibly see my partial handprint on his face.  It looked like I pimp smacked him.

Didn't we used to have a "cleveland skyline photo" thread?  I can't seem to locate it.

A couple of years ago my old (as in, 15 years) gas-powered two-stage snow blower was stolen. It was pretty well worn out and much-patched and repaired, and I had hoped to squeeze one more winter out of it before removing the still-serviceable engine and consigning the rest to the junkman, but I forgot to lock the walk-in door to my garage and someone got in and helped themselves to it. They had to go to a lot of trouble, literally picking up that heavy beast to get it out from behind a bunch of other stuff and out the constricted doorway, and considering the deplorable condition of their prize, their trouble got them just what they deserved.

 

I toughed it through a couple of winters, and last year by the time I decided to give up the fight and buy a replacement, I was too late. I wanted to try an electric machine so as not to have to mess with gasoline supplies, oil changes, and fussing with a temperamental engine in cold weather, when I needed it most. By the time I made my decision all the stores were sold out and the manufacturers' web sites said their supplies were depleted and there would be no more that season.

 

This October I got ahead of the rush. I did my research and decided on a Toro 1800 Power Curve as seeming to have the best construction. design, and user reviews. I ordered it through Amazon.com, and when it arrived I unpacked it and assembled it and ran it briefly to make sure it was complete and in working order, and then put it in the garage along with the 75-foot blue cold-weather extension cord. I saved the box the Toro came in, in case I'd have to return it after actual use.

 

Now, I can recycle the box; the machine performs satisfactorily. While not as powerful as my old gas-powered one, it's more maneuverable and quite adequate for the snow we've had and probably for more so long as it's not heavy, wet snow. The cord is something of an inconvenience, but in my opinion less so that slopping around with gasoline and getting in on my hands in cold weather. From years of using plug-in electric mowers I'm used to working around a cord, but there's a caveat about winter; those blue cold-weather cords are coated with a type of plastic instead of the pliable rubber of the orange outdoor cords. Although it's formulated to stay somewhat pliable at low temperatures, it is harder than rubber - and on cold cement, especially with a skim of ice or snow to lubricate it, it's slicker'n snot! Stepping on the cord could start a long, fast slide that ends in the ER!

 

Time for a rant.  Now.... I live in a fairly safe neighborhood and (yes, foolishly) don't always lock my car doors.  My dog sounds the alarm if anyone even thinks about taking one step off the sidewalk onto my property, so I figured that would do.  Came out to the car this past Sunday morning and found my glove box, middle console, etc. all open with any papers and other junk all over the seats and floor.  Same thing with the wife's car.

 

Looking at what was taken, it was obviously kids.  They took my wife's (somewhat ancient, relatively) ipod... but didn't take the ipod dock.  They took the LED flashlight out of my car but did not take my $200 sunglasses, my black leather samsonite bag, my jump-starter, my reciprocating saw, a really nice pocket knife I keep in my visor, the Subway gift cards I had, or even my wife's .  So, all in all, not that bad.  But here's what pisses me off (for whatever stupid reason) - they took my flashlight but did not take the case it was in.  They cleaned out my quarters and f'in dumped my pennies, nickels, dimes all over the floor.  They took my wife's ipod, but did not take the ipod dock it was mounted in (which just pulls right out of the cig lighter).

 

I told the cop to let me know if he catches the punk so I can make sure he gets the case for my flashlight.  Something about those two being apart kind of irks me...

 

My dog also gets no treats for a week!

I dont blame you for being pissed.

 

It's not that you didn't lock your car door, its the fact that some walked onto your property and robbed you!

 

This person/group violated your personal space.

I know how you feel, same thing for me, all they got were my 20 Bob and Tom CD's!

 

....a baby seal walked into a club....

^^^sorry for your loss, but where's your compassion?! These kids are depraved on account-a-they're deprived! (a conservative is a liberal that's been mugged :wink:, and what the hell's a "reciprocating saw" anyway? It sounds like something from a slasher film.)

We've had a bunch of petty thefts from unlocked cars in my neighborhood and the cops and neighbors are pretty sure they know who's doing it - a couple of early-teens gangsta wanna-bes - but can't catch them at anything that would justify a search warrant for their parents' homes. They got my jump-start and the inverter that I use to recharge camera or phone batteries while traveling. I didn't even miss them probably for some time after they were taken, when I was cleaning out my car to take it in for its annual inspection and treatment at Ziebart, and I thought maybe I had put them somewhere else, but a thorough search of the garage, my enclosed back porch, and the basement room where I keep my tools didn't turn them up.

 

I've gotten pretty religious about always locking my car when I leave it, and making sure it's in the locked garage at night. Maybe I should park a junker in my driveway unlocked, and keep watch from the upstairs window with my 12-gauge. Just a blast into the treetops might convince them of the error of their ways. Or they'd come back when no one is home and break in to steal the shotgun.

Or you could run out and scare them with that trench coat halloween costume you told us about

I'm so glad Chicago is ending this

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/12/06/chair-free-chicago-group-_n_792722.html

There's nothing worse than the feeling after you've been robbed. (well, scratch that, the feeling after my recent prostate exam was pretty awful. Moon RIVER!!).

 

Years ago when I was in college, my apartment got broken into. We were on a second floor, with a porch that was accessed through a door outside the main apartment door. That door had a combo lock on it, but the thieves took the hinges off the door, then opened the windo through the porch. All they took was a jacket (which had the keys to my roomate's car) and a VCR. They didn't take the car. It's scary thinking someone was walking around in your apartment, while you were in there (we were both asleep in our rooms at the time).

 

For the record, my roomate's Sharpei made not so much as a peep during this event, so don't ever get one if you want a guard dog :x

 

My suspicion, never confirmed, was that it was the two football players that were subletting the apartment above us during the summer. After they moved out we found all of our papers / magazines, etc that we hadn't been receiving.

Burgled. As I've had it corrected many times (and was a victim myself), robbed is to your person, burgled is to your property.

or ham-burgled if it's your tasty Mcdonald's burgers and fries that are stolen....

 

LOL

There's nothing worse than the feeling after you've been robbed. (well, scratch that, the feeling after my recent prostate exam was pretty awful. Moon RIVER!!).

 

Years ago when I was in college, my apartment got broken into. We were on a second floor, with a porch that was accessed through a door outside the main apartment door. That door had a combo lock on it, but the thieves took the hinges off the door, then opened the windo through the porch. All they took was a jacket (which had the keys to my roomate's car) and a VCR. They didn't take the car. It's scary thinking someone was walking around in your apartment, while you were in there (we were both asleep in our rooms at the time).

 

For the record, my roomate's Sharpei made not so much as a peep during this event, so don't ever get one if you want a guard dog :x

 

My suspicion, never confirmed, was that it was the two football players that were subletting the apartment above us during the summer. After they moved out we found all of our papers / magazines, etc that we hadn't been receiving.

 

I'm such a light sleeper I would have heard that!  I can't believe you slept thru that.

 

I hope you got rid of the "dog" right after that!

God I hate when older people start having conversations about prostate exams. I heard that at work on my lunch; that is NOT a good conversation topic. Especially while I'm eating.

 

These hoodlums broke into the car while i was at my mom's house a few months back. My dog alerted me and by the time I got out there, they were running off but I got a decent description of them. I called the police, they came out. Glove box was open, center console open, all the lights were on, but there wasn't anything of value they could really steal. I asked the police what they were going to do about it. They said, "Well, next time we see them based on your description, we'll ask them for their IDs and run them." In other words, they aren't going to do anything. I started asking people on bikes and on foot if they know where the two hoodlums live and actually found out where they live and the back alley where they hang out. I want to set a Flame Thrower to 'em but after I thought it over, I don't want them to retaliate on my mom's house. It's a beautiful old house with a lot of character but God is that area hood. The kid who told me where they hang out was about 16-17 and puny; his jaw was wired shut. He said they ganged up on him and did that to him after robbing him. He had to get surgery. Stuff like that p!sses me off because I know what it's like to be bullied. People wonder why kids shoot up their schools.

The subway gift cards are trackable, I THINK.  So theoretically they could catch the person if they are used.  I think you'd need the original receipt though to get the card identifying number.  In the case of a gift card, nothing would ever happen at the store or restaurant.  They just ask the name and address of the person using it (which you hope is valid) and just hand it off to the police.

 

Yeah it's an awful and angry feeling of getting something stolen.  I had my bike stolen at night when someone tampered with a city street sign and pried out the bolts to get the bike out.  After that, I avoid locking my bike outside.  And to put this in context, I don't live in the hood either.  I live on OAK STREET.....MyTwoSense can explain..... The person was caught partially on Prada's security cam, but the person had their back turned almost the entire time....

On my mom's birthday this year, I discovered that some lowlife had stolen the metal vase for flowers from her gravesite.  When I went to the office, I was told that the cemetery now only installs plastic vases in the ground because of repeated thefts of the bronze ones.  Can somebody be that desperate for scrap metal?  Bastards can rot in hell as far as I'm concerned. 

Love is once again in the air here in the office.  I know I'm a good boss, but on bonus day, everybody loves you more!

 

I love making the minions happy.

Jelly of the month club for everyone!

Jelly of the month club for everyone!

 

Laaaaawd

Love is once again in the air here in the office. I know I'm a good boss, but on bonus day, everybody loves you more!

 

I love making the minions happy.

 

They probably love you less, if at all, because you are making them suck up big time for the sake of a bonus!  What they don't realize is that you love the adulation because of your insecurities!!

 

Someone forwarded this to me - EMBARRASSING MEDICAL EXAMS

 

1. A man comes into the ER and yells . . .' My wife's going

to have her baby in the cab.' I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab,

lifted the lady's dress and began to take off her underwear.

Suddenly I noticed that there were several cabs - - - and I was in the wrong

one.

 

Submitted by Dr. Mark MacDonald ,

San Francisco

 

2. At the beginning of my shift I placed a stethoscope on an elderly and

slightly deaf female patient's anterior chest wall.

 

'Big breaths,'. . . I instructed. 'Yes, they used to be,'. . ..replied the

patient.

 

Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes ,

Seattle , WA

 

3. One day I had to be the bearer of bad news when I told a wife that her

husband had died of a massive myocardial infarct.

 

Not more than five minutes later, I heard her reporting to the rest of the

family that he had died of a 'massive internal fart.'

 

Submitted by Dr. Susan Steinberg

 

4. During a patient's two week follow-up appointment with his cardiologist,

he informed me, his doctor, that he was having trouble with one of his

medications.. ' Which one ?' .. . I asked. 'The patch... The Nurse told me to

put on a new one every six hours and now I'm running out of places to put it

!'

I had him quickly undress and discovered what I hoped I wouldn't see.

Yes, the man had over fifty patches on his body!

Now, the instructions include removal of the old patch before applying a new

one.

 

Submitted by Dr. Rebecca St. Clair ,

Norfolk , VA

 

5. While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked, 'How long

have you been bedridden?' After a look of complete confusion she answered . .

.. ' Why, not for about twenty years - when my husband was alive.'

 

Submitted by Dr. Steven Swanson-

Corvallis , OR

 

 

6. I was performing rounds at the hospital one morning and while checking up

on a man I asked . . .' So how's your breakfast this morning?' ' It's very

good except for the Kentucky Jelly. I can't seem to get used to the taste.'..

. . Bob replied.

I then asked to see the jelly and Bob produced a foil packet labeled 'KY

Jelly.'

 

Submitted by Dr. Leonard Kransdorf ,

Detroit ,

 

 

7. A nurse was on duty in the Emergency Room when a young woman with purple

hair styled into a punk rocker Mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos, and

wearing strange clothing, entered . . . It was quickly determined that the

patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery.

When she was completely disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed

that her pubic hair had been dyed green and above it there was a tattoo that

read . . ..' Keep off the grass.'

 

Once the surgery was completed, the surgeon wrote a short note on the

patient's dressing, which said 'Sorry . . . had to mow the lawn.'

 

Submitted by RN no name,

 

 

8. As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB. I was quite embarrassed when

performing female pelvic exams.. To cover my embarrassment I had

unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly.

 

The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out

laughing and further embarrassing me. I looked up from my work and sheepishly

said. .. . ' I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?'

She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard . . ' No

doctor but the song you were whistling was . . .' I wish I was an Oscar Meyer

Weiner .' '

 

Dr. wouldn't submit his name....

 

1 MORE

Baby's First Doctor Visit

 

A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waiting for the

doctor to come in for the baby's first exam. The doctor arrived, and examined

the baby, checked his weight, and being a little concerned, asked if the baby

was breast-fed or bottle-fed.

 

'Breast-fed,' she replied.. 'Well, strip down to your waist,' the doctor

ordered.

 

She did. He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both breasts

for a while in a very professional and detailed examination. Motioning to her

to get dressed, the doctor said, 'No wonder this baby is underweight. You

don't have any milk.'

 

I know,' she said, 'I'm his Grandma, But I'm glad I came.

 

God I hate when older people start having conversations about prostate exams. I heard that at work on my lunch; that is NOT a good conversation topic. Especially while I'm eating.

would you feel more comfortable with colonoscopies? Bon Appétit!

Hehe, the appy and the pelvic exam ones were the best.

Love is once again in the air here in the office.  I know I'm a good boss, but on bonus day, everybody loves you more!

 

I love making the minions happy.

 

They probably love you less, if at all, because you are making them suck up big time for the sake of a bonus!  What they don't realize is that you love the adulation because of your insecurities!!

 

 

LMAO.  The people receiving bonuses are administrative.  The people who do the real work!  They deserve it.  I give them bonuses twice a year and spot bonuses.

 

If you work hard and you're a team player, I spread the wealth.  Little things go a long way and if it keeps them happy..I'm happy.

would you feel more comfortable with colonoscopies? Bon Appétit!

Wanna' see my pictures? :-o

Just got home from seeing Circa Survive in concert at Penn State...  Probably the best show I have ever, and will ever go to.

hi all - I survived surgery. It was rough going but I'm home recovering. thx for all your well wishes. 

 

hi all - I survived surgery. It was rough going but I'm home recovering. thx for all your well wishes. 

 

 

SURGERY?  WTH!  :wtf:

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously.  I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

Patient Feedback

 

The MetroHealth System welcomes feedback from its patients and visitors and strives to resolve complaints and improve our processes of care. MetroHealth has a Patient Ombudsman whose role it is to help coordinate resolution of complaints from its patients and visitors. The Patient Ombudsman can be reached by calling (216) 778-5800. We encourage you to work with us to resolve any patient care or safety issues; however, if these concerns cannot be resolved through the hospital, you can contact the Joint Commission's Office of Quality Monitoring to report any concerns or register complaints about this facility by either calling 1-800-994-6610 or e-mailing your concerns to [email protected].

 

http://www.metrohealth.org/body.cfm?id=1759

THX!

take it easy on the guy, he prolly makes min wage and works for tips.

I've worked plenty of minimum wage jobs in my life.  I would have NEVER dumped a patient in my condition the way that he did. 

nobody in a hospital works for tips. They are supposed to stay with you until you have someone to help you get out / get into the car. The purpose of the wheelchair escort is to limit liability to the hospital. They don't want anything happening to you when you leave the hospital. It wouldn't have done the hospital (or you) any good if you suddnely tripped and fell in the front entrance.

i understand but he didn't get hurt.  he's fine.  let it be.

Guys, I'm pretty sure gfi is not being serious.

Glad to hear you're back RnR.

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously.  I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

 

OM Jesus!  I didn't know.  Are you OK?

Glad you're back.  You picked a good day to not have to commute out of downtown :-D

Welcome back, RnR. Take it easy.

hey rnr,

 

hope you are well -- my spouse just had her gall bladder out in august.

 

she got sick literally a couple days after japan *cringe*

 

that pain is no joke -- meaning morphine for days.

 

good news for you is no after effects at all, no changes in diet needed, no nothin, all back to normal.

 

except for the heart attack you will have as the bills come rolling in...!!!!  :-o

I sure did pick a good day not to commute out of downtown, but I still think I could have avoided quite a bit of it because of the way I usually go home.

 

@mrnyc I'm a bit of a bear with pain. I didn't take anything after my c-section except Advil. Thus far I haven't taken anything since yesterday. I might take some advil before bed.

^ save the pain killers for wicked hangovers ;)

 

Glad you're on the mend...

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously. I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

 

R&R is back!!! Now get some R&R lol.

 

I'm glad you're okay and making a recovery!!

 

The hospital should have a survey for you to fill out. Hospitals are subject to a lot of scrutiny for bad customer service; the surveys are mandatory. Definitely fill out a survey and let them know about your experience.

 

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously.  I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

 

R&R is back!!! Now get some R&R lol.

 

I'm glad you're okay and making a recovery!!

 

The hospital should have a survey for you to fill out. Hospitals are subject to a lot of scrutiny for bad customer service; the surveys are mandatory. Definitely fill out a survey and let them know about your experience.

 

 

Or wait until you're fully recovered and then go back and confront him outside; "Remember me? I remember you." Then shove him hard so he falls on his posterior, preferably on the concrete sidewalk. :whip:

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously. I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

 

15 minutes of Garterbelt's holy shit HD

take it easy on the guy, he prolly makes min wage and works for tips.

 

Yeah, right. Hospitals pay well, even transport/environmental services, or whatever department that guy is actually in. He's probably making 10-13/hr starting out, plus great benefits. That's not much money but it's enough for someone to take their job seriously.

I had my gallbladder out yesterday.

 

Does anyone have any connections at Metro? I would like to complain about the person who was responsible for wheeling me out at the end of my stay. He was rude, drove the wheelchair like a gypsy cabbie in NYC, and unceremoniously dumped me on a bench as he couldn't wait for my ride to pull up, insisting he had to go get more patients. I was in no shape to be left like that and vomited 4 times. I don't have his name, but I know when he was working, obviously.  I just don't know who to complain to, what department this would be under.

 

I volunteered at a hospital in Cincinnati for two years in Highschool, and I know for a fact that I would have been immediately dismissed if I did something like that.  Whether you're working for minimum wage, tips, or even for free, you are supposed to take your job seriously, and do it to the best of your ability. 

 

When I would escort someone, I would always try to be as friendly and hospitable as possible.  The way I looked at it was that anyone who is in the hospital is probably already having a pretty shitty time, and the last thing I would want to do is make it any worse.  The only time I was less than nice to a patient was when I would get called up to a patient's room to take them to the "gift shop" which I quickly learned was usually code for a cigarette.  I would go up, wheel them down to the gift shop (some would actually purchase magazines, cards, books, etc) and then they would ask if I could take them outside for a cigarette.  I would just say "Sorry, it's against hospital policy to take you outside unless you're being discharged, I'm going to need to take you back to your room now".  Most were ok with it, but I had a few patients get up out of the chair and walk themselves outside for one.  At that point I would just call the nurses station and alert them, and let them deal with it.