The "Quick Min" button on my microwave

my washer is going at the moment. clean clothes. *sigh* warm/cold water. large load. casual wash. i have a hole for bleach. i just wish i had one for fabric softener. still. beats washing with my hands in a bucket.
 
when you are president of important things, will you please make it possible for ebooks to be obtained in series, the way that novels are sometimes released so that i don't have to hunt individually for every book in the series and i don't have to pay the full damn price for each of them if i buy the whole lot?
 
I just sat with my thighs together trying to think what words it would make if I read them upside down..:eek:

This?

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What are your thoughts on washing machines?

God help us all.



I honestly don't recall having ever had a single thought about a washing machine.



If I ever do have a thought about a washing machine, I want to be put down (immediately).




 
I'm having very angry thoughts about washing machines, since mine has given up the ghost and is just taking up space, while I have to lug my clothes to a laundromat. :mad:

Mr. President of a few Important Things, would you please get rid of "Press 1 for..." etc. When I make a phone call, I want to talk to someone, not push buttons that get me nowhere for a nauseating amount of time before I slam the phone down in disgust and frustration. Thank you.
 
and this is why Washing Machines should be very high up on the List.
 
I just want to be clear, because there appears to be some confusion. I am not ambitious or capable enough to be president. But I do not feel that should keep me from serving my people, the people I love and care about, by whom I mean me. So I have decided to run for a very small portion of the presidency and to leave the rest to whomever wants it.

Therefore the position I am seeking is President of Several Important Things. I have decided to limit my purview to issues of industrial design. I cannot help the woman with phone-tree issues, I am afraid.

Now that that is clear, today I would like to talk about the credit card swiper at checkout stands in stores.

You swipe your card, and then the machine asks you if it's a credit or debit card--two choices.

You make your selection, and then on the next screen it asks you if the total purchase price--say, $33.95--is OK. Two more choices, yes or no. You make another selection.

When I am President of Several Important Things, the first screen will say: Your total is $33.95, and give two choices: OK Credit or OK Debit.

No second screen.

Just, "yeah, put that amount on this kind of card," and get on with your day.

Plus, anyone who writes on the screen with a ball-point pen instead of the little plastic dog-penis that comes with it will be stuffed with flatulent rats and used as paving material for sidewalks and parking lots.

Goodnight, and God Mess America.
 
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