How many sprinkles are there on the top of a typical skiffle disc (milk chocolate yummie)?
339 Spinkles on a Skiffle Disc
Why 339 of course. That’s right, I counted.
GREG is sitting at his desk working on a database integration when all of a sudden he notices a long and tongue-twisting URL.
GREG: Hey Jason, you know what the worst URL on the internet is?
JASON (Casually and immediately responds): TherapistFinder.com.
GREG returns a blank stare as he thinks to himself "That’s not a real website."
JASON (continues): TherapistInABox.com? TherapistForHire.com?
GREG: You win.
When I get treated poorly in the service industry, I am not one to keep it to myself. In this case, I blog.
A few of us went to Jungle Jim’s on George Street after partying for St. Patrick’s Day for a bite to eat. We were seated to a table and Ryan joked about Kristin’s water being just short of “hurled” at her when her drink was brought to her. We started to fill out a comments card as a ruse and began adding things to it as our experience progressed. Not sure what happened to that card in the end.
Just after we all received our drinks, water started dripping on our table from the ceiling. Turned out a toilet overflowed in the washroom upstairs. Toilet water was dripping on us. It landed on our table and splashed in our drinks.
One server jumped in right away and placed a pail under the dripping water as if she was prepared for these types of occurances. When the water stopped the manager came over and asked us if we wanted to move to a smaller table and we decided that as long as the table was cleaned we would rather stay at one that fit our numbers.
Our drinks, still fresh with toilet water, remained on our table for over 10 minutes before our server returned. He didn’t even check in on us when the water hit. In fact, when he did replace our drinks, it wasn’t because he came to us, it was because I called out to him at the bar after becoming frustrated from waiting for new drinks.
Our food was brought out and laid on our table with some serviettes and the server was gone again. Now we were left with food and no cuttlery. Sam took it upon herself to grab us cuttery from the host stand after about 15 minutes of eating.
We finally saw our server again when we were finishing our meal. He asked us if we were ready for our bills and started preparing full-price bills. Kristin spoke up and questioned why we were getting full-price bills after our service and explained our situation. He offered us the staff discount, which was also pretty shameful (as in it wasn’t very much).
Then we paid. When it got to me, I just happened to tell the person ringing us in, who wasn’t our server, how pitiful our service was and he called over the manager for us. Rather than sympathize, he argued with us. We said the service wasn’t great and gave our examples, and he just kept repeating that this type of service wasn’t typical of that server.
We didn’t care if that service wasn’t typical! We care d about how we were treated!
In the end he offered us a couple of coupons to encourage us to return, but Kristin was still sick from being covered in toilet water and that didn’t seem appealing to her.
When we were concluding Ryan asked for the coupons and the manager arrogantly said, “She doesn’t seem to want coupons,” pointing at Kristin. That final comment was really not necessary.
It wasn’t a very nice experience overall, though I do admit the food was good, so good job cooks. Maybe your colleagues could learn a thing or two from you.
After doing a search for “Jungle Jim’s on George Street” (Mar 16th, 2009) I found this article as the second result on Google.
I am sure by now it is no new news that a Cougar helicopter with eighteen souls on board when down on the Grand Banks today. The Helicopter reported an unknown malfunction and issued a mayday as it headed back for St. John’s The helicoptor went down 37 minutes later. One confirmed dead, one currently inintensive care for hypothermia and a broken bone, and the other sixteen missing.
The men, all wearing survival suits which give them about 24 hours in the frigid North Atlantic waters, were all on their way to the oil fields off Newfoundland’s shores.
As of 6:00 Newfoundland Time the search and rescue operation is ongoing.
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Nerissa and I went to Kilmory Resort for Valentine’s Day. It was a late Valentine’s Day, but we celebrated it all the same.
It was a great weekend. Very relaxing. The scenary was gorgeous.
The was one thing that was a little off though. We paid for a chalet with a fireplace a jacuzzi. We didn’t mind that the fireplace was a propane fireplace (we brought logs). We went to fill our jacuzzi ad once the water got half way up the tub, it turned freezing cold.
The next morning I went to the office to see if there was something we were doing wrong or if there was some trick to it. The lady at the desk told us that the hot water boiler only contains enough water for half of the jacuzzi.
Half the jacuzzi?!
She recommended that we fill half the tub, wait fifteen minutes, fill again until the hot water runs out, repeat.
This chalet was a four-person chalet. There were only two of us and there wasn’t enough hot water!
Aside from the inconvenience of the tub, the weekend was awesome. As I said, the scenary was beautiful. I could only imagine what it is like in the summer.
Kilmory chalet
Kilmory scenary
Here are the lyrics:
I’m a super fighting robot
From the year 2010
On a quest from Dr. Light
To make the city safe again
See all these robots were created
To make the planet safe
Til Dr. Wily double-crossed us
And set some fire to the place
Dr. Wily had other plans
To take over this bitch
Reprogrammed my brother
And stole all them shitz
My name is Mega Man
On my jet dog Rush
Got a cannon arm for y’all
To keep your mouth shut, c’mon
Ve interrupt this program
Vith terrible news
Dr. Light has been kidnapped by
Guess who!
Dr. Wily! That’s who!
I’m comin after you, too!
Wrong
You’re doomed
Thanks Wily
It’s not like I’ve got shit to do
Why not waste all of my energy
Fucking with you?
C’mon Rush we gotta go
And save Dr. Light
And then teach Dr. Wily
The wrong from the right
Alright?
Hey bro Protoman here
So what’s up?
I got eight of my buddies
built for messin you up
But who cares? I wish I did
But I’m just not built for that bro
I gotta fly
I hope you’re ready to go
If I’m going to win
I’ll have to upgrade my shit
Remember when I beat ‘em
To steal their power chipz
Charge my power beam
When I enter the room
And then:
Boom Ba-da Boom Boom
Boom Boom
To the windows
To the walls
Til the sweat drips
From my ballz
I’m beatin you down
To the fucking ground
I got a mega buster
For y’all, c’mon
Metal Man will rock your shit
You’re hit
Don’t you forget it bitch
Throw a sawblade
Into your face
Let’s face it
You will taste my razor bladez
Umm whatever
You’re the first boss bitch
I don’t even need a special power
To take your shit
Yea you’re right
I’m no big deal
One shot with my arm cannon
Your power’s a “steel”
Dead
Hey there freak
These freakin woods are mine
The name’s Wood Man
Have some freakin leaves and vines
Bitch I upgraded my cannon
With some metal blades for ya
Fuck Mega Man
I’m the “Forest-A-Destroyer”
?
You’ll never get past
my freakin shield of leaves
I’m Mega Man, punk
Don’t you know me?
Believe it
I guess I’ll just throw the
Freaking thing at your ass
Jump over that shit
Then your ass is grass
Dead
Two down
Six more to go
Beat you in a flash
Bitch there ya-
Flash
You fool
Flash man in the house
And I’m breakin the rules
No fair
I’m frozen in the air
Time’s on my side
No time to spare
‘Bout to shoot these
Metal blades
Straight in ya face
Put all of Wily’s robots
In their place
Leave you there so long you rust
When I’m done here
All that’ll be left is dust
No time to shine
‘Cause I’m better than most
The trendsetter with the blue suit
You’re toast
Umm… I got a blue suit too
At least I’m not as silly as you
I’m going throw this metal blade
And cut a hole in your ass
And then I think I’ll have my dog Rush
Take a picture of that
Dead
The name’s Bubble Man
And I got something to say…
Dead
Look up in the sky
It’s a bird, it’s a plane
It’s Air Man bitch
And I’m bringin the pain
I got a fan installed in my grill
No lie
I’m gonna blow your ass straight off the map
Good bye
Beat you
Breathe you
Make you CO2
Blow all you want my leaf sheild
Repels you
So blow me phony
Your whole acts baloney
You don’t even pose a threat
I’m not frettin it homie
Shit
I’m as useless as Bubble Man
Wow that’s fuckin pathetic
My leaves jammed your fan
Dead
I’ll sneak up and hit you
Like a fuckin tornado
Puttin’ Crash Man in the trash can
Like yesterday’s tomatos
Crashing the party
It’s Mega Man baby
(Mega Man’s in the house)
Quit messin around
It’s all gravy
I will fuck you up
I’monna fuck you up Mega Man
You can’t catch me
Totally total your ass I ain’t messin around
I will throw a bomb
And then I will jump around
What’s that sound I hear
That shit’z the wind
And it’s pullin’ you down
I’m Quick Man
Dressed in red
I got a yellow boomerang
Attached to my head
Look without the guilt
I’ll fuckin drink you in milk
For tryin’ to destroy
this planet we built
Ohh c’mon Mega
Don’t be sour
What I lack in speed
I make up for in power
You can’t touch my
Turbo skill
With the crash bomb
Comin in for the kill
Dead
Anybody got a light?
I need a cigarette
Here you go bro
Bitch you’re gonna regret
Ahh one more boss
Don’t forget
I’d love to stay but I gotta jet
‘Sup Heat Man
Let’s do this fast
My pussy-ass brother
Just bailed on your ass
It’s time to blow bubbles
The bad kind though
Don’t get to close
I might blow
Who knows
What flows
From the Earth
I do!
I’m gonna spew red goo
All over your shoes
I got a face for radio
And a box for a suit
Capcom really didn’t spend
much time on you
Check it out I’m tired of you
I gotta get to Light before his time is through
I got my cannon ready
I got huntin to do
I’ve got more hot than a cow has moo
I will burn you with my flame
Zippo is my middle name
I’m done fuckin around
Eight-bit clown
Here’s a bubble
Have fun six feet underground
Dead
I’m comin’ to get you you German bastard!
You will never make it through
My fortress Mega Man
I’m taking over the world
Shit c’mon Rush
We gotta make it through the castle
Over the ladder
And make it to the battle
Dr. Light needs our help
And the world needs his genius
Wily can suck a penis
Just jump over a roof
Charge my cannon and shoot
Come and face me like a man
You old coot
I’m tired of fightin’ robots
And cleanin’ up your messes
I’m takin’ out the trash
It’s time to learn a lesson
So come down to the ground
Outta your space ship
Y’ain’t got the ballz
To be fuckin’ with this shit
After I take you
I’ll rip out your brain
They won’t even remember your name
C’mon
Ya fuckin’ meanie
Ya ten pound weenie
To get the world
You’ll have to go through me
My name is Mega Man
You can call me Rock
‘Cause I’ll be rockin’ your shit
Up and down the block
And that’s how we Roll
Need my help?
Nuhuh, get back in the kitchen
Shit is under control
It’s a man’s world baby
Don’t be flexing your vag
Here’s my back hand bitch
Ya got a problem with that
[More to come]
