Grumpy Old Man
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@crazy-horse said in Grumpy Old Man:
I am grumpy with my new neighbours on two fronts.
One, they have a German Shepherd that every time they are out it barks like mad and jumps at the fence like it wants to eat us. I was hoping the bloody thing would be used to us by now but it's been a month so I am not sure it is going to. It's at the stage where we feel we can't go outside in our own yard because of the bloody thing.
See if you can't meet the dog with the neighbour so the dog knows your scent and comes to understand it doesn't need to protect its property from you.
edit - what @bayimports said.
Two, and I might be being petty because I am pissed about the dog, but the neighbours put their rubbish bins in front of our house. I'd understand if there was no room outside their house for them but there is. And to piss me off even more they leave them out for days on end. Would the bins annoy anyone else or and I being a grumpy old man?
That would fuck me right off. As in "I'd also appreciate it if you didn't leave your bins outside my house for days on end".
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@Crazy-Horse good luck with the meet-and-greet mate.
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@catogrande I would upvote that, but I can’t really be arsed.
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@catogrande said in Grumpy Old Man:
Also:
Interviewer: Describe yourself in three words.
Old man: Lazy.
Bastard.
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@crazy-horse
There are other peoples’ dogs, and then there are your own.
I looked out of the window, and there was one of our dogs eating the other one’s fresh shit off the grass.
I don’t like that sort of thing. -
Or neighbour is a mate, works at school like me, has a retriever that goes mad when we're at the shared section of the boundary fence. If I jump the fence I'd get nothing but love. But still goes mad at everything on the other side, so be prepared for a dog that knows you took still go nuts!
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@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
Or neighbour is a mate, works at school like me, has a retriever that goes mad when we're at the shared section of the boundary fence. If I jump the fence I'd get nothing but love. But still goes mad at everything on the other side, so be prepared for a dog that knows you took still go nuts!
It's a retriever and is barking at you to come and play.
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@booboo said in Grumpy Old Man:
@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
Or neighbour is a mate, works at school like me, has a retriever that goes mad when we're at the shared section of the boundary fence. If I jump the fence I'd get nothing but love. But still goes mad at everything on the other side, so be prepared for a dog that knows you took still go nuts!
It's a retriever and is barking at you to come and play.
Nah it's defensive bark, you can tell the difference. Just dumb dog brain, or dog is the same. Barks like hell when someone comes, soon as he gets to them is all love. Even if he's never met them before
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@machpants our dog sits on the back of the couch (is only a little dog who sounds much bigger);and when he sees people walk past our place out on the road, he barks, but are parts he can't see them due to trees.
I have since worked out the bits he sees from the couch, he thinks us his areas, when we walk, other dogs in that area, he barks at them, yet he happily says hi to them on areas on our boundary he can't from the couch.
Most dogs, like people have personal space too, and think they are protecting yours.
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@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
@booboo said in Grumpy Old Man:
@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
Or neighbour is a mate, works at school like me, has a retriever that goes mad when we're at the shared section of the boundary fence. If I jump the fence I'd get nothing but love. But still goes mad at everything on the other side, so be prepared for a dog that knows you took still go nuts!
It's a retriever and is barking at you to come and play.
Nah it's defensive bark, you can tell the difference. Just dumb dog brain, or dog is the same. Barks like hell when someone comes, soon as he gets to them is all love. Even if he's never met them before
Retriever brain.
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@maroon said in Grumpy Old Man:
@crazy-horse
There are other peoples’ dogs, and then there are your own.
I looked out of the window, and there was one of our dogs eating the other one’s fresh shit off the grass.
I don’t like that sort of thing.Leave it to the dog then
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@booboo said in Grumpy Old Man:
@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
@booboo said in Grumpy Old Man:
@machpants said in Grumpy Old Man:
Or neighbour is a mate, works at school like me, has a retriever that goes mad when we're at the shared section of the boundary fence. If I jump the fence I'd get nothing but love. But still goes mad at everything on the other side, so be prepared for a dog that knows you took still go nuts!
It's a retriever and is barking at you to come and play.
Nah it's defensive bark, you can tell the difference. Just dumb dog brain, or dog is the same. Barks like hell when someone comes, soon as he gets to them is all love. Even if he's never met them before
Retriever brain.
He's a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, inbred upper class idiot!
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I've been doing some work recently with tight timelines, that had more piled onto it at the last minute - very stressful.
I had a rant to my boss this morning about how it got to here, having given him some details previously about expectations and some roadblocks. I was mainly blowing off steam.
He says "I'll tee up a meeting, but don't bring your emotion into it".
We have a call 5 minutes before, and I explain to him what my concerns are and how I'll approach it in the meeting.
We're in the meeting, and after my questions and the other side answering, my boss starts to get aggressive, jumping in on stuff I'd communicated to him before, and trying to railroad the whole meeting.
Now I'm the bad guy for him getting angry. "Don't get emotional"
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I hate almost everything about televised rugby. The dribbling build up, inane crosses to players and coaches, terrible in match commentary and the utter lack of analysis afterwards.
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Uber
(Before I start Mrs Boo took the wind out of my GOM sails when, sitting in a 6th floor apartment having a quiet in Cotton Tree, looking out over the Alexandra Headland beach across towards Mooloolaba, and whinging about getting a ride from the water front restaurant on the Maroochydore River that hey we've got it good, we're not in Ukraine, or Lismore, or south west Sydney ... so fuck it first world problems ... )
But Uber.
First time I've ever used an Uber (Ms BooJr does it all the time), and worked brilliantly to get to dinner about 5 mins away.
Impressed. This techno shit works.
Getting home though ...
Hook up on the Uber app. Dude is 5 mins away. Cool. Track on the app. Wait on fulla you've gone past us! Oh, ok ... you're on a job and you'll get us next, cool ... hang on why are we looking for another driver? Oh ok, got a driver here in 5 ... Wait! What? Why are we looking for another driver... another... another... 7 fucking drivers!
So I rang a cab and he's here in 5 minutes.
Fuck this Uber shit where they can ditch you. Accept a job and honour it you fluffybunnies.