Everything has been found.
I lost my car keys making barista drinks last year. My GM and I were in that spot for 5 hours once I got back from making deliveries. We tore that area apart, the trash area apart, and he even climbed into the dumpster that day and the next to look.
Glad you found everything. That stuff's expensive.
I lost my car keys making barista drinks last year. My GM and I were in that spot for 5 hours once I got back from making deliveries. We tore that area apart, the trash area apart, and he even climbed into the dumpster that day and the next to look.
Glad you found everything. That stuff's expensive.
Wait Wait Don't Tell Me had a story of a story last week on a popular Chinese place that was oddly slow one night. The phone had been accidentally packed into someone's ToGo order.
I'll never find thatEven your sanity???
They value our lots (we have 2 together) at 40K. Kiddy cornered from us is the new development in our town. They move so well that they are giving them away to get people to build. So technically the value is maybe a couple bucks.I purchased my home last spring, the property is "split" into a 4-acre "homestead" and a 6-acre "field". The "homestead" portion of my property tax assessment value skyrocketed 200% to match the purchase price I paid for the entire property, the 6-acre field independently raised in "assessed value" by 50%.
Apparently, the constant winds deposited much more dirt in my field than I'd realized.
I'll never find that
I hadn't been working very long at a job right out of college. They hung a voice pager on me because this was when cell phones were still not totally ubiquitous. My boss would call my pager from his cell phone and tell me what to do. I would hear his voice and I wasn't able to talk back to him. He loved it and I hated it. Well part of the job was to drive the facility's garbage truck to the landfill once in a great while. One time apparently the pager worked its way off my belt while I sat in the truck and then fell out when I opened the door at the landfill. Everyone was convinced I lost that damned thing on purpose because I hated it so much.I hope not on this one. Nobody called to complain.
Best as we could figure, they somehow got thrown away. We don't know how, though, because I was literally making drinks and washing dishes for that whole 5 hours, outside of turning around to check orders. There was never a reason why I would have taken them out of my pocket, or even reached anywhere near my pants.
The funny is not for having go back to hermit life, but for you calling the cancelation correctly. If the event included 2 beers it was a ok deal, 1 beer and it would have been sort of ok. But $20 and no snacks or booze, yeah that isn't cutting it unless they were donating the proceeds to something local to build good will.Been lying low socially for a few years so registered for an ISUAA alumni thingie in April at Surly Brewery with Jeff and peeps from Ames coming up for a Celebrate ISU sort of outing. Was $20 so was wondering how many of the local alumni would pony up (Cyclones are notoriously cheap). And it's canceled due to low registration. So, back to hermit life. #disappointed
Just looked it up. She did great!@wxman1 did you see the gal on her 3rd solo flight nose wheel fell off on take off. Another pilot saw it called the tower and then hung around to talk her down. It was on ABC national news tonight. Cool story. She is going to keep flying she says.
Just looked it up. She did great!
Generally yes. Assuming nothing was failed/missing that she missed in her preflight inspection yes it would fall on the owner/operator. I can’t think of what would have failed or been missing that I would obviously catch in a preflight. I am more looking at the tires than is the tire actually connected to the plane.So who is responsible for the maintenance of the aircraft (I would assume the owner?) the nose gear falling off is kind of a big deal IMO.
Huh. Plenty of white in my hair, but so far, no white eyebrows. I didn't really even know that was a thing.Unlocked a new level of the game of aging.
Plucked a completely white eyebrow hair out today. Took another 12 hairs or so along with it, but was finally able to remove it.