April 13th, 2011

LeslieBen by nuv0le_rapide

Don't worry, talking at the top of your lungs isn't disruptive at all when I'm working on a paper :)

I realize that computer labs are not libraries. However, is it really too much to ask that it's a little quiet?

Half the time I'm in there, I can barely hear myself think. There have been times when the area has sounded more like a cafeteria. I get it, people see their friends, forget where they are, have no idea how loud they're being, or maybe they're just obnoxious. That's not the bad service.

The bad service is the fact that even though I have actually complained a few times, nothing has been done. I think part of the problem is that all of the lab attendants are students, so they're hesitant to tell their classmates to stop talking/watching youtube videos/etc. I understand why that's awkward, but awkward /=/ impossible. And honestly, if you're not comfortable enforcing policies, don't get a job where you might have to.

The other issue is, some of them are part of the problem. The attendants will just stand there talking and laughing loudly, even though I assume they have other things to do besides watch us come and go. Beyond that, the lab rules make it clear it's supposed to be quiet, and they're breaking them. I told two of them to please be quiet once, but they just said "oh we're sorry" and after five minutes started the loud chatter again.

Maybe it's just me, and I'm misunderstanding the purpose of the lab. I do understand, again, that it's not a library and people are going to talk. I get that. But is it too much to ask that it's not loud?
sookie is appalled

don't let the bedbugs bite

for the last couple of months i've been in and out of three different hospitals. one of them was bradley memorial hospital in connecticut, and since it was too far to drive every day, my husband and i had to find a motel for two weeks while i was being treated there.

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 So, I had a huge midterm and I was studying in the library for it for three hours. I don't have that much money, so I decide that I'd just get a snack and a very sugary, caffeine-loaded something to keep my brain awake. I go to the campus bookstore, get the aforementioned food, and go to check out. 

Me: Hi.
Cashier: *stares at me for around 30 seconds, looks at my items, and then looks me up and down very slowly* Are you sure you really need that?
Me: o.0 
Cashier: You'd look good if you lost some weight. 
Me: ???

I just paid and left without saying anything because of sheer confusion. I mean, what the hell?
Devon

IT NEVER ENDS.

So hey, remember this post I made bitching about Mom's oncologist being useless and nearly getting her booted off her insurance and all that happy crap?

New guy isn't much better.  To the point that she dumped him after two visits.

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I don't even know.  This guy is dangerous, if you ask me.  Why the hell did they hire him on, even temporarily?  I'm just.  I don't.  This is.  I wasn't even sure I should post this because it's that goddamn bizarre.

What the hell?