Post #2634. Everyone is counting blessings today. Including our murderers on-the-run community who have to be thrilled at this news. The text of the article (click to expand) says that the cold case squad has run out of funding and will disband at the end of the year.
In other news, the sixth class of officers will begin sensitivity trainng this week. Officials estimate the entire force will have completed the classes by next summer, and funds have become available for training on Environmental Awarenesss at that time.
You're being silly about the training, right? They aren't really doing this. Are they? Did I mention this is Seattle?
Rick Macherat Rick M. In the day. RMacherat
posted by Rick at 11:22 PM
Post #2633. Raining tonight. In Seattle. The kind of rain where it has rained all day, rained all evening, and now it is getting wired up to rain all night. It will plink on the leaves and tap on the grass and then make that lovely whooshing tire sound when the rare car goes by. Who would want to go anywhere? It is dark as outer space, very chilly, and wet as only it can get wet in this town. Probably somebody heading out for the graveyard shift. I've done graveyard in Seattle. Spooky, cold and weirder than many other places. Oh, and wet.
Anyway, after it finishes raining all day, raining all evening, and finally raining all night long, you will get up and look in the in the morning paper and it will say .01 inch.
Rick Macherat Rick M. In the day. RMacherat
posted by Rick at 1:05 AM
Post #2632. Quiz. Who made the following statement?
WHAT WE ARE FACING IS A PLANETARY EMERGENCY.
A) Jor-El, 1938 [the year 8751 on Krypton]
B) The President of the United Federation of Planets, 2286
C) Albert Gore, on Earth, 12/9/2007
D) All of the above.
Rick Macherat Rick M. In the day. RMacherat
posted by Rick at 11:17 PM
Post #2631. Et tu, Prudential? Of course, I should use bifocals. If I did, the check would have been written for the amount of the premium due instead of the dividend. So many numbers, so little attention span. To shorten this up, I discovered it the next day while filing, called the mechanical information center to get the mailing address for that type of mistake and sent off a new check. About ten days later, I received a notice from Prudential and THAT'S when I got on the phone.
It was the same lady machine. Evidently, she handles all the calls, only this time I became hopelessly lost somewhere in her mind. Help sent me to General Help, same person there! Complete Silence While Not Even Breathing got me "Sorry, I didn't hear that." She had the bases covered better than an indignant 40-year wife just inside the door at 3:31am with a rolling pin. Eventually, I managed the golden reply (which is "REPRESENTATIVE," by the way, make a note) and was call-forwarded to Tim. I suppose it started to go downhill when I mused aloud that it seemed unlikely that "for my protection," the giving my full address, ZIP code and telephone number to a complete stranger was truly in my best interest. Although Tim retained his basic English-speaking ability, he suddenly lost the comprehension part. I could tell when he asked me if I had been drinking when the dog-bite occurred.
The usual ponderously long story made short, I eventually got to a genuine 'maircun named Roger in Wisconsin. He told me, after some prodding, that Tim was in Panama. AHA! A new location in my call center trip around the globe. One of these days I'm going to land in a country where I speak the language, like Amharia or Urdustan and then I'll have them, won't I? Incidentally, Roger was so oily that I needed a Arm 'n Hammer rubdown when I finally got done with him.
Seriously, folks, this doesn't happen very often, and I want to assure you that I DO NOT START IT. Many, many times I have had delightful exchanges with customer service and learned all about Jean Ann's acceptance into beauty school and Uncle Horace's battle with psoriasis. Because I ask.
Rick Macherat Rick M. In the day. RMacherat
posted by Rick at 1:30 PM
