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I haven't had any more shenanigans with the youts, thankfully, which leaves me free to focus again on the more welcome annoyances of my canine charges -- and the less welcome of my daytime co-workers. Yet again I am reminded that the biggest problem with common sense is that it's not at all common. I'll illustrate my point with another amusing poll (a previous one can be found here if anyone missed it).
So....do YOU have what it takes to succeed in the exciting, glamorous world of kennel assistance? Take this quick poll to find out! Don't despair if you don't do well, though -- every question was inspired by someone who already works in the field and got it wrong. Ability to recognize sarcasm might help you out on most of the answers too.
[Poll #1284466]
Okay, I'll give away an answer. That last one actually happened. Someone left that mess for me. I know someone knew about it, because most of the detergent bottles had been put up onto the sink to escape it. Now that's just plain rude, if you ask me (the mess, not the salvaging the bottles).
The weekend before I had two puppies. Remember how much I hate puppies? It was getting down to the end of my shift, I was just finishing up walking everyone, when they both pooped in their kennels, twice each. First one did it. I had no sooner got it cleaned up then the other one did. Got that one cleaned up, then 10 minutes later the first one did AGAIN. I cleaned that one up, turned around and THE SECOND ONE DID AGAIN. I'll admit, I had a bit of a mini breakdown. It wasn't pretty, but damn do I hate the smell of puppy poo, and I felt like I would have it in my nostrils for weeks. And unlike my day shift counterparts, I can't just walk out knowing I'm leaving a huge mess behind.
Speaking of dogs, I was shopping for one of those bark stopper devices after seeing one in the Sky Mall catalog on my trip. Tracey still leaves her dogs out on the balcony, where they bark very loudly at irregular intervals. I figured out they have a clear view of the mailboxes, where of course every single resident comes at least once a day. However, after reading the reviews on Amazon for the unit I was considering, I realized we didn't really have it that bad. The comments are one tale of woe after another, of neighbors with dogs that bark nonstop for hours, of neighbors who go on vacation for weeks and leave their dogs in the yard, of people losing sleep night after night from dogs barking. We don't suffer any of that, so I decided to save my money. I did take comfort in the fact that it isn't just us who hates barking dogs (in some cases even owners were searching for a solution -- novel idea). It also struck me how often non-owners know more about how to take care of a dog (and how much work it involves) than the stupid people who actually get dogs.
Also,
We've got some big-ass flies in that hospital, yo
I killed this Sasquatch as he was sauntering down the hallway like he owned the place.
~*~
I recently discovered graboid.com, a site that provides links for downloading theater-release movies from the internet (I don't see how it can be legal, but their FAQ insists it is). Consequently I've been watching a hell of a lot of movies (unlike before, when I just watched a whole bunch of movies), which makes for nice filler while waiting for Netflix to ship my next Angel discs.
I'm just going to put them all under one big cut, whaddya say? Check out my tags for titles, if you're interested. There's a lot, so they probably won't get nearly the treatment they deserve. But in some cases it will be more than they deserve. ( ::Week of a Thousand Movies:: )
~*~
Finally, in the absence of any new Kitten Mittens material, I leave you instead with "The Minky Schminky Song." It's short and features the Mitten herself, purring despite the look of disgust she's shooting the camera.
Go ahead and sue me, John Williams.
So....do YOU have what it takes to succeed in the exciting, glamorous world of kennel assistance? Take this quick poll to find out! Don't despair if you don't do well, though -- every question was inspired by someone who already works in the field and got it wrong. Ability to recognize sarcasm might help you out on most of the answers too.
[Poll #1284466]
Okay, I'll give away an answer. That last one actually happened. Someone left that mess for me. I know someone knew about it, because most of the detergent bottles had been put up onto the sink to escape it. Now that's just plain rude, if you ask me (the mess, not the salvaging the bottles).
The weekend before I had two puppies. Remember how much I hate puppies? It was getting down to the end of my shift, I was just finishing up walking everyone, when they both pooped in their kennels, twice each. First one did it. I had no sooner got it cleaned up then the other one did. Got that one cleaned up, then 10 minutes later the first one did AGAIN. I cleaned that one up, turned around and THE SECOND ONE DID AGAIN. I'll admit, I had a bit of a mini breakdown. It wasn't pretty, but damn do I hate the smell of puppy poo, and I felt like I would have it in my nostrils for weeks. And unlike my day shift counterparts, I can't just walk out knowing I'm leaving a huge mess behind.
Speaking of dogs, I was shopping for one of those bark stopper devices after seeing one in the Sky Mall catalog on my trip. Tracey still leaves her dogs out on the balcony, where they bark very loudly at irregular intervals. I figured out they have a clear view of the mailboxes, where of course every single resident comes at least once a day. However, after reading the reviews on Amazon for the unit I was considering, I realized we didn't really have it that bad. The comments are one tale of woe after another, of neighbors with dogs that bark nonstop for hours, of neighbors who go on vacation for weeks and leave their dogs in the yard, of people losing sleep night after night from dogs barking. We don't suffer any of that, so I decided to save my money. I did take comfort in the fact that it isn't just us who hates barking dogs (in some cases even owners were searching for a solution -- novel idea). It also struck me how often non-owners know more about how to take care of a dog (and how much work it involves) than the stupid people who actually get dogs.
Also,
We've got some big-ass flies in that hospital, yo
I killed this Sasquatch as he was sauntering down the hallway like he owned the place.
~*~
I recently discovered graboid.com, a site that provides links for downloading theater-release movies from the internet (I don't see how it can be legal, but their FAQ insists it is). Consequently I've been watching a hell of a lot of movies (unlike before, when I just watched a whole bunch of movies), which makes for nice filler while waiting for Netflix to ship my next Angel discs.
I'm just going to put them all under one big cut, whaddya say? Check out my tags for titles, if you're interested. There's a lot, so they probably won't get nearly the treatment they deserve. But in some cases it will be more than they deserve. ( ::Week of a Thousand Movies:: )
~*~
Finally, in the absence of any new Kitten Mittens material, I leave you instead with "The Minky Schminky Song." It's short and features the Mitten herself, purring despite the look of disgust she's shooting the camera.
Go ahead and sue me, John Williams.
