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Looks like you had a good time, Nagy!
Will Rogers never met me.
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Odd Chest chewer was asked of me today (5'1,3,2)
We can’t stop here, this is bat country - Hunter S Thompson RIP
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"Where's the CC" (anag. chest chewer)
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Good man
We can’t stop here, this is bat country - Hunter S Thompson RIP
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Finally BT have connected the phone and broad band to my parents which means I am now back to tech support for them but need a wifi booster to connect one PC to the net
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Is being tech support cause for celebration?
BT actually doing something probably is, though, so we should mark this date in our calendar. We shall remember this day as the day BT bothered.
Er, I can't think of a funny signature right now.
How about a good fart to break the silence?
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I was more shocked than anything else! A BT Tech. who knew how to wire a phone socket!!
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BT were, based on my small sample size of one visit, excellent.
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My parents would not hear a word against them until " the move"
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Sadly Openreach "engineers" appear to be a bit of a russian roulette. You can get the engineer who truly understands the network he is working on and the things that might connect to it; then you get the others...
I once had a very interesting conversation with an openreach engineer about VoIP technology. I've also heard of one that visited a work colleague and made several unnecessary holes in the wall. You win some you lose some.
Er, I can't think of a funny signature right now.
How about a good fart to break the silence?
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I am not supprised Openreach are they subcontractors or contract engineers...
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@petepjksolutionscomm Where's the CCC?
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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There was a tip in the approval queue where each code block looks like this:
<span style="color: #0000ff; ">Public</span>
I wrote a comment and the author replied meanwhile asking for help. So it will be hopefully fixed. [EDIT] Is fixed now.[/EDIT]
But there must have been at least five people who did not recognise this and approved
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I saw that too (that is was approved) and message him / her. They responded that its is getting fixed.
Every day, thousands of innocent plants are killed by vegetarians.
Help end the violence EAT BACON
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I saw your message but thought that it would be better when he answers.
I was using the hidden forum of the initial version to correspond with the author and he got it solved finally.
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I know your post (end even cited from it).
OriginalGriff wrote: Possibly, it's for the rep points
<sarcasm>Then they are stupid. Reporting first gives another chance of final approving doubling the rep points.</sarcasm>
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Have I ever accused a rep point hunter of being intelligent?
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Sometimes I wonder if instinctive self-aggrandizement is not an innate feature of Homo Sap.
Is that reflected, in English, when we use the word "pay" with "attention to" ?
«Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn.» Benjamin Franklin
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OriginalGriff wrote: Seems there are some - probably new - moderators who just hit "Approve" without reading anything at all. Possibly, it's for the rep point
I just looked into the criteria to approve/disapprove the article and think found the root cause. I have raised the issue into the forum for tweaking.
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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The three sons stand around the open grave, looking down at their father's casket, after the ceremony is finished. A gravedigger stands by holding a shovel, unsure if the sons will want to do the customary throwing of a handful of earth in final farewell.
The bereaved mother comes rushing up, to tell the sons that their father's last wish was that they should each put a one-hundred dollar bill in the grave. The sons are baffled by this, but, of course, they will respect the last wish.
The oldest son, an engineer, takes a one-hundred dollar bill out from his wallet and drops it in. The second, son, a doctor, does the same. The third son, a programmer, takes out a sheet of paper, writes on it, then drops that in the grave.
The rest of the family looks disturbed: "What did you just put in the grave," the mother asks in an irritated tone of voice. "Always had to be different, that one," said the engineer; "Why the hell didn't you put the money in ?," said the doctor.
The programmer, looking baffled by these questions, said: "I put in the formula for compound interest at the current rate, and gave him one-third of what the balance would be after two-hundred years, which is one-thousand dollars."
note: this is my own take on a very old story usually involving a doctor, engineer, and lawyer.
«Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn.» Benjamin Franklin
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I was expecting that he put only a reference for the real dollar bill instance.
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Yeah, I was expecting the paper to be the "address" of where the money is located, passing the money by reference rather than by value...
Er, I can't think of a funny signature right now.
How about a good fart to break the silence?
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BillWoodruff wrote: "I put in the formula for compound interest at the current rate, and gave him one-third of what the balance would be after two-hundred years, which is one-thousand dollars."
Thank goodness he wasn't buried at sea, because you get no return on a sunk cost
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I don't get it
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