Little details from your day

[davesec]

tonight i am going to go see metz
tomorrow i am playing a show with crusades & iron chic
friday i am going to go see statues
saturday i am going to go see boyhood & needles//pins
sunday my band part y is wrapping up the ottawa explosion festival

gonna be fun!!

[Jodi S.]

I made an appointment with my eye doctor for a yearly check-up. There's the opthamologist (who is covered by my health insurance), and the contact lens guy (who isn't, so I have to pay out of pocket.)

The appointment's not until August, which was the earliest appointment where both of them were in on the same day.

About a half hour ago, my phone rang. The caller ID indicated it was the doctor's office. I picked up because I thought they were calling to confirm that they got my referral.

It was the contact lens doctor.

"Hi, this is [first name]. You wanted to talk to me about your contact lenses?"
"Um, well, I made an appointment to see you and Dr. Opthamologist. It's in a month or so."
"Oh, so you didn't call to ask me any questions?"
"Nope. Just made an appointment."
[awkward pause]
"Okay...so how are you doing? It's been a while since I've seen you."
"I'll be in for my appointment in August. I have to go. Thanks for calling."
*CLICK*

Anybody else think this was kind of odd? I'm a little creeped out. It wasn't what he said, it was his tone that made me think: hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

[dontfeartheringo]

I made an appointment with my eye doctor for a yearly check-up. There's the opthamologist (who is covered by my health insurance), and the contact lens guy (who isn't, so I have to pay out of pocket.)

The appointment's not until August, which was the earliest appointment where both of them were in on the same day.

About a half hour ago, my phone rang. The caller ID indicated it was the doctor's office. I picked up because I thought they were calling to confirm that they got my referral.

It was the contact lens doctor.

"Hi, this is [first name]. You wanted to talk to me about your contact lenses?"
"Um, well, I made an appointment to see you and Dr. Opthamologist. It's in a month or so."
"Oh, so you didn't call to ask me any questions?"
"Nope. Just made an appointment."
[awkward pause]
"Okay...so how are you doing? It's been a while since I've seen you."
"I'll be in for my appointment in August. I have to go. Thanks for calling."
*CLICK*

Anybody else think this was kind of odd? I'm a little creeped out. It wasn't what he said, it was his tone that made me think: hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Contact lenses
Gourmet hot dogs
Dirty time

I just don't see how you can lose here.

[Maurice]

Contact lenses
Gourmet hot dogs
Dirty time

I just don't see how you can lose here.

Just so long as it isn't dirty lenses/gourmet dogs/hot contact time.

[SergioGeorgini]

Quit my job. Boss went home for the day after. Think that's a sign that I contributed. Yay to not killing myself there anymore.

[Mandroid2.0]

It was the contact lens doctor.

"Hi, this is [first name]. You wanted to talk to me about your contact lenses?"
"Um, well, I made an appointment to see you and Dr. Opthamologist. It's in a month or so."
"Oh, so you didn't call to ask me any questions?"
"Nope. Just made an appointment."
[awkward pause]
"Okay...so how are you doing? It's been a while since I've seen you."
"I'll be in for my appointment in August. I have to go. Thanks for calling."
*CLICK*

Anybody else think this was kind of odd? I'm a little creeped out. It wasn't what he said, it was his tone that made me think: hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

From my experience, eye doctors are weirdass clueless dorks when it comes to communication and avoiding awkwardness. They lack the ability to interpret social queues and come across as creepy letches even if it's not their intent. It's entirely plausible that your contact lens guy's assistant or receptionist took a note in a way that was slightly confusing to the doctor and he assumed he had to call you to discuss a perceived problem but instead of explaining why he'd called you, he's creeped you out. Perfectly normal activity for an eye doctor.

[Ernest]

...
"Okay...so how are you doing? It's been a while since I've seen you."
"I'll be in for my appointment in August. I have to go. Thanks for calling."
*CLICK*

Boy, is that going to be awkward in August. He's not going to forget.

I'm picturing the optometrist version of Corbin Bernsen in the The Dentist.

[circle_ruler]

From my experience, eye doctors are weirdass clueless dorks when it comes to communication and avoiding awkwardness.

yeah just look at Assad. eye charts and lenses, breathy intimacies and darkened rooms led directly to secret police and mass torture. the chain is there for all to see. beware the opthamologists!

[Model Citizen]

Not only am I having recurring stomach pains that have a good chance of being gall relatecd, but my back has been fucked for 3 days and my carpal tunnel is advancing. I may have to give up drumming and/or typing dumb shit on the internet.

That sucks, I can relate with the carpal tunnel and back pain... I got those stupid looking glove things for when I'm doing lots of heavy writing for work and they did actually help. So did the ridiculously expensive 'clicky' keyboard I bought for my Mac.

[Mandroid2.0]

From my experience, eye doctors are weirdass clueless dorks when it comes to communication and avoiding awkwardness.

yeah just look at Assad. eye charts and lenses, breathy intimacies and darkened rooms led directly to secret police and mass torture. the chain is there for all to see. beware the opthamologists!

I was just going off of my experiences as a quad-eyed dork who got laser surgery and also worked for an eye doctor.

Oh shit. The fucking gypsies looking for scrap metal interrupted my train of thought.

I think it had something to do with being around a lot of eye doctors and noticing that they were strange.

[Steve V.]

I've been working hard at finishing the book before my agent drops me. These are desperate times and they are keeping me from sleeping.

But fuck, I think I can do it this time.

[Ben Abraham]

Mogwai show tonight at that armpit called Webster Hall. I'm not going...why? Because I'm broke as shit and fuck Ticketmaster's fees.

[jimmy two hands]

...
"Okay...so how are you doing? It's been a while since I've seen you."
"I'll be in for my appointment in August. I have to go. Thanks for calling."
*CLICK*

Boy, is that going to be awkward in August. He's not going to forget.

I'm picturing the optometrist version of Corbin Bernsen in the The Dentist.

As long as he doesn't try to extract everyone's eyeballs, everything should be cool.

[jimmy two hands]

I got two wonderful spam messages today, one with subject line "Your friend DEPOSIT: $252 in 12 minutes has recommended this great product from Perfect Love Christian T Shirts", the other "Your friend DEATH of Google (URGENT) has recommended this great product from All Ellectronics Shops". I almost wanted to open them.

[Jodi S.]

It looks like my unemployment claim was not denied.

This is good.

What is not good is that I still have to figure out where I'm going to get the money to COBRA my health insurance for the next quarter. Well, to be more accurate, I have to figure out how to replenish my entire "emergency fund" after I pay for my health insurance.

I have been told that the gallery/exhibition space I have been dying to work for needs archive help for the summer and possibly beyond. I am hoping between the up-talking from my friends who work with the proprietor, and my own friendly chatter with the proprietor at several events (including the feedtime show at Maxwell's a few months ago) will help to convince them that I am the perfect person to help them out.

Not getting my hopes up, but wishing pretty hard this happens.

[Ty Webb]

All appendages crossed, Jodi.

[Maurice]

All appendages crossed, Jodi.

+1.

[jimmy two hands]

All appendages crossed, Jodi.

+1.

thirded.

[motorbike guy]

It looks like my unemployment claim was not denied.

This is good.

What is not good is that I still have to figure out where I'm going to get the money to COBRA my health insurance for the next quarter. Well, to be more accurate, I have to figure out how to replenish my entire "emergency fund" after I pay for my health insurance.

I have been told that the gallery/exhibition space I have been dying to work for needs archive help for the summer and possibly beyond. I am hoping between the up-talking from my friends who work with the proprietor, and my own friendly chatter with the proprietor at several events (including the feedtime show at Maxwell's a few months ago) will help to convince them that I am the perfect person to help them out.

Not getting my hopes up, but wishing pretty hard this happens.

well, if it helps at all, I can get Rick to reccomend you. You see, rick feedtime and I are pretty tight, yo.

Hell, if I owned a gallery, I would want to hire cool people to work there, and anyone who saw feedtime is, by definition, cooler than fuck.

[Mark Hansen]

I posted this on my FB page:

Squeaky the Cat, an affectionate, wonderful, male tabby of about 19 years, passed away naturally this morning at about 7:45 a.m. I was going to take him to the vet today to have him put to sleep, and I left the house to get gas and money for Cathy. I petted him and told him it was ok, I loved him, and that he could leave now if he wanted. While I was out, Cathy did the same and made him as comfortable as possible. When I got back home, I could see he had stopped breathing, and he let out a last gasp and put one of his paws in the air towards me.
then he was gone. He was a great cat; he will be very missed in this household.