Yummy… my 4-bottles of desiccated liver finally showed up!
Yay Bodybuilding.com… sure, it took over a month, and the intervention of “Definition Danielle”, your esteemed and cute-sounding customer service agent who sent it out again… with a free shaker cup… which I thought was a gimmick, but what a brilliant idea.
Placing a large grated screen an inch away from the top to increase the blending… if there is one company you want to buy from, it’s Timex. But if you want liver powder…
Disregard my previous post (but not the part about how to cook delicious liver and onions — not the overcooked fare all of our grandmothers served us).
I ordered 4-bottles of desiccated liver powder from Bodybuilding.com over 30-days ago.
I haven’t got them. (On the plus side, I had liver and onions for supper along with an orange to enhance heme iron absorption and it was so yummy… the key is to sautée the onions in olive oil on extremely low heat for 45-minutes to an hour and cook the liver fast, but not too much, on only medium-high to medium heat with the liver either cut into half-inch strips or if whole with 1/8th-inch cuts at one-inch intervals all around the outside edge to help keep it from curling.)
This was the email complaint I wrote to Tommy Zarate, their Customer Service Manager in response to his ‘Happy Go Lucky’ how are you enjoying your product[?] email to me:
Subject: Re: Bodybuilding.com – About Your Order #2279081.
From: C. Dollis
Date: 9/30/06 11:44 AM
To: service@bodybuilding.com
CC: webmaster@bodybuilding.com
Dear Tommy,
While Canada Customs is beyond your control, the poor communication and internal automatic sales and shipping confirmation communications within your company isn’t.
That’s been a disaster… and has created ill will in someone who went into this being a big fan of Bodybuilding.com.
Also, I’ve never had a problem ordering online before. I was shocked my first such “problem” would come a day after ordering from your company.
The fact is, while I intend on still collecting it at some point, I’ve mentally written off the $42.15 I’ve spent with your company and I do not expect to see it or my product again, at least not within the forseeable future.
The reason I don’t expect to see it is because of the inconsistent communication I’ve received from your company.
My one saving grace in my mind is that, I acknowledge, your website is a no-nonsense bodybuilding and fitness source of information second to none and a source of valid health information.
The communication faux pas from your company were as follows:
Sending me an email after I ordered saying that all 4-bottles of NOW Liver Powder were shipped from Idaho.
Sending me another email the next day saying that all 4-bottles were on backorder.
When I emailed webmaster@bodybuilding.com cc: service@bodybuilding.com to ask the very logical question, how can an item be simultaneously “shipped” AND on backorder, I received no reply.
Nonetheless, you sent me another email saying the order was shipped from Florida the following day.
Alas, it never arrived.
So I called customer service, spoke with Definition Danielle, asked whether it was a problem with Canada Customs, explained that I had left detailed special instructions with my order to ONLY ship it if you knew for a fact that this product, a beef blood product, would clear customs. She checked her systems, came back and said that yes, this particular product would get through customs no problem. Further, it is my recollection she said that the *warehouse* couldn’t see my special instructions. This seemed strange to me. Anyway.
During this period I received an encouraging email whose subject line said “Bodybuilding.com Order Delivered.” I have received similar notification emails from other online retailers who send it out when their records show a package has reached its destination so I was buoyed.
Alas, my order wasn’t delivered — it was a sales letter.
I like sales letters; I write them. But the headlines have to not just get them read, but also not be patently false and instantly turn the reader off in a huge way. By this standard, your company’s “headline” was a failure.
Danielle said that I would receive an email notification when the order was shipped, I didn’t get one, so I sent you a fax to the fax number that had been included on one of your emails to me. I chose fax because previously my email to [sic] wasn’t replied to. I just asked someone to follow through on your company’s commitment and verify that you had shipped the replacement second order. My fax was not responded to too.
So I called Danielle and she verified that it was sent. She is very pleasant by the way.
Today I realize that despite Danielle saying I should have it by now, I don’t. I received an email from you with a **MUCH BETTER** subject line: “Bodybuilding.com – About Your Order #2279081,” and it invited me to join your forum. That was welcome.
So I called, spoke with another customer service agent, she transferred me to you and you reiterated that you would not offer a refund until you get your product back… a product that I have no idea where it is so I guess I must wait. Maybe I’ll see the product or my money, but am not optimistic. You also told me (I suspect accurately because you would know this, I hope) that the warehouse sees special instructions, not customer service.
I’m just hoping SOMEONE sees them. Your system that issues a receipt should ALSO copy the special instructions back to the customer, as almost everyone else’s online ordering systems do.
So now I wait a month, which you said was a, “…good plan,” and I’ll call you back when it doesn’t arrive, which it won’t, and I’ll ask for my refund again. If it doesn’t come, I guess I’m left with the fact that AT LEAST your website provided me some great info. At a cost of $42.15.
Kind regards,
Christoph
Hopefully they are able to resolve my issues with their company at that time, or I may need to pull out the big guns and send them this follow-on email:
Subject: My Complaint About Bodybuilding.com
From: C. Dollis
Date: One Month Hence
To: service@bodybuilding.com
CC: webmaster@bodybuilding.com
Dear Tommy,
People generally have strong views about Bodybuilding.com. Although not without overlap and simplification, I plan to identify three primary positions on Bodybuilding.com’s Ponzi schemes. I acknowledge that I have not accounted for all possible viewpoints within the parameters of these three positions. Nevertheless, an armed revolt against Bodybuilding.com is morally justified. However, I claim that it is not yet strategically justified. The portents indicate that, one day, Bodybuilding.com will lower our standard of living. It is no more complicated than that.
Ugly denominationalism is a disgrace to humanity, but it cannot be eliminated by moral lectures or by pious intentions. No, it can be eradicated only if we analyze Bodybuilding.com’s squibs in the manner of sociological studies of mass communication and persuasion. I don’t know when immoralism became chic, but if anarchism were an Olympic sport, Bodybuilding.com would clinch the gold medal. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that I plan to counteract the subtle, but pervasive, social message that says that censorship could benefit us. Are you with me — or against me? Whatever you decide, Bodybuilding.com’s emissaries are unified under a common goal. That goal is to have more impact on Earth’s biological, geological, and chemical systems during our lifetime and our children’s than all preceding human generations had together. Bodybuilding.com may not be dissolute, but it sure is flippant.
Once you understand Bodybuilding.com’s cop-outs, you have a responsibility to do something about them. To know, to understand, and not to act, is an egregious sin of omission. It is the sin of silence. It is the sin of letting Bodybuilding.com use lethal violence as a source of humor.
Bodybuilding.com’s words have kept us separated for too long from the love, contributions, and challenges of our brothers and sisters in this wonderful adventure we share together — life! Bodybuilding.com’s morally questionable, jaundiced paroxysms leave the current power structure untouched while simultaneously killing countless children through starvation and disease. Are these children its enemies? To help answer that question I will offer a single anecdote. A few weeks ago, I overheard some wily persona non grata tell everyone who passed by that Bodybuilding.com has a duty to conceal the facts and lie to the rest of us, under oath if necessary, perjuring itself to help disseminate the True Faith of philistinism. Astounded, I asked this person if he realized that Bodybuilding.com neglects the impact that selfishness has on the soul. Not only was his answer “no” but it was also news to him that I’ve repeatedly pointed out to Bodybuilding.com that it is not at all apologetic for the harm its compeers have caused. That apparently didn’t register with it, though. Oh, well; I guess those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Of course, if Bodybuilding.com had learned anything from history, it’d know that to believe that its notions are all sweetness and light is to deceive ourselves.
Plainly stated, if I had my druthers, Bodybuilding.com would never have had the opportunity to use organized violence to suppress opposition. As it stands, it is pointless to fret about the damage already caused by Bodybuilding.com’s tendentious perversions. The past cannot be changed. We must cope with the present if we hope to affect our future and tell you a little bit about Bodybuilding.com and its boisterous philippics. Admittedly, in this volatile political moment, we must cautiously guard against the dangers of reckless gangsterism. But that’s because the baneful nature of Bodybuilding.com’s editorials is not just a rumor. It is a fact to which I can testify.
I, not being one of the many lazy marauders of this world, have a dream, a mission, a set path that I would like to travel down. Specifically, my goal is to reverse the devolutionary course Bodybuilding.com has set for us. Of course, the first thing we need to do is to get it to admit that it has a problem. Bodybuilding.com should be counseled to recite the following:
- I, Bodybuilding.com, am a lecherous power broker.
- I have been a participant in a giant scheme to alter, rewrite, or ignore past events to make them consistent with Bodybuilding.com’s current “reality”.
- I hereby admit my addiction to sexism. I ask for the strength and wisdom to fight this addiction.
Once Bodybuilding.com realizes that it has a problem, maybe then it’ll see that the unalterable law of biology has a corollary that is generally overlooked. Specifically, its demands should be labeled like a pack of cigarettes. I’m thinking of something along the lines of, “Warning: It has been determined that Bodybuilding.com’s ballyhoos are intended to hijack the word ‘anthropoteleological’ and use it to feed information from sources inside the government to organizations with particularly feeble-minded agendas.” Bodybuilding.com should work with us, not step in at the eleventh hour and hog all the glory. Is there anyone else out there who’s noticed that we will need to use diverse skills and tactics if we are to unmask Bodybuilding.com’s true face and intentions in regard to antiheroism? I ask because I find that I am embarrassed. Embarrassed that some people just don’t realize that I wouldn’t judge its drones too harshly. They’re really just cannon fodder for Bodybuilding.com’s plot to promote a culture of dependency and failure.
Stick your nose into anything Bodybuilding.com has written recently, and you’ll get a good whiff of pudibund lexiphanicism. Bodybuilding.com wants us to believe that mumpish, demented carpers make the best scout leaders and schoolteachers. How stupid does it think we are? One might as well ask, “How can it be so picayunish?” Before you answer, let me point out that if it thinks its agendas represent progress, Bodybuilding.com should rethink its definition of progress. The idea that people want meretricious doomsday prophets of various stripes to draw unsuspecting profiteers into the orbit of sadistic louts is a fundamental misunderstanding of the human condition. Think about it, and I’m sure you’ll agree with me. By comparing today to even ten years ago and projecting the course we’re on, I’d say we’re in for an even more grumpy, pugnacious, and quixotic society, all thanks to Bodybuilding.com’s smears. Many people are incredulous when I tell them that Bodybuilding.com intends to make parasitism socially acceptable. “How could Bodybuilding.com be so prurient?”, they ask me. “It doesn’t seem possible.” Well, it is unequivocally possible, and now I’ll explain exactly how Bodybuilding.com plans to do it. But first, you need to realize that I know some detestable slaves to fashion who actually believe that bad things “just happen” (i.e., they’re not caused by Bodybuilding.com itself). Incredible? Those same people have told me that those of us who oppose it would rather run than fight. With such people roaming about, it should come as no surprise to you that honest people will admit that Bodybuilding.com conducts itself in a superciliously pompous manner. Concerned people are not afraid to rub Bodybuilding.com’s nose in its own hypocrisy. And sensible people know that Bodybuilding.com truly believes that it can override nature. It is just such longiloquent megalomania, homicidal egoism, and intellectual aberrancy that stirs Bodybuilding.com to reap a harvest of death.
Bodybuilding.com says that space aliens are out to lay eggs in our innards or ooze their alien hell-slime all over us. That’s a stupid thing to say. It’s like saying that it never engages in sex-crazed, impractical, or distasteful politics. Bodybuilding.com is not interested in what is true and what is false or in what is good and what is evil. In fact, those distinctions have no meaning to it whatsoever. The only thing that has any meaning to Bodybuilding.com is favoritism. Why? To turn that question around, why doesn’t Bodybuilding.com reveal the truth about itself? You see, Bodybuilding.com says that everyone would be a lot safer if it were to monitor all of our personal communications and financial transactions — even our library records. Why on Earth does Bodybuilding.com need to monitor our library records? Bodybuilding.com doesn’t want you to know the answer to that question; it wants to ensure you don’t give parents the means to protect their children.
Bodybuilding.com promises that if we give it and its helots additional powers, it’ll guard us from barbaric reavers. My question, however is, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? — Who will guard the guards? Look at it from my point of view: Bodybuilding.com maintains that either it acts in the public interest or that its decisions are based on reason. Bodybuilding.com denies any other possibility. I believe it was Hegel who said, “I resent being exposed to the most shameless prophets of cameralism I’ve ever seen”.
Bodybuilding.com is reluctant to resolve problems. It always just looks the other way and hopes no one will notice that its decisions are ill-advised. As long as I live, I will be shouting this truth from rooftops and doing everything I can to scrap the entire constellation of juvenile ideas that brought us to our present point. A plan of rational reaction to Bodybuilding.com’s rejoinders is in order. That sounds really hypersensitive, but I aver that it’s an accurate assessment of the situation. I do not appreciate being labeled. No one does. Nevertheless, Bodybuilding.com’s principles have experienced a considerable amount of evolution (or perhaps more accurately, genetic drift) over the past few weeks. They used to be simply blasphemous. Now, not only are they both uncompanionable and hectoring, but they also serve as unequivocal proof that Bodybuilding.com likes thinking thoughts that aren’t burdensome and that feel good. That’s why if the people generally are relying on false information sown by lackluster quidnuncs, then correcting that situation becomes a priority for the defense of our nation. The most sobering aspect of Bodybuilding.com’s insults is that if this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter’s role is much greater than just to ensure that the values for which we have labored and for which many of us have fought and sacrificed will continue in ascendancy. If Bodybuilding.com is victorious in its quest to rob us of our lives, our health, our honor, and our belongings, then its crown will be the funeral wreath of humanity. I close this letter along the same lines it opened on: What we need from Bodybuilding.com is fewer monologues and more dialogue.
Regards,
Christoph
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Gee, why does this always happen?
It began the usual way: I pointed out how wrong she was.
So I sent off a complaint to one of Canada’s largest and most successful retailers, a division of a larger and even more well known Canadian retailer, who shall remain nameless at this point, they responded essentially with, “Golly gee, you’re right, we’ll improve our training and implementation; thanks for bringing this to our attention!” and later that day with, “No, you’re wrong on a technicality because that’s another of our companies,” and later after I eviscerated their point with a funny and cordial email full of facts from their own investor relations department, they came back essentially with, “Hey, no really, you’re right!”
So they want from, “You’re right,” to, “You’re wrong,” and back to, “You’re right!”
Which, as far as I’m concerned, is how these things should end.
So they’ll change their policy across all their business units, I predict, and honour their public commitments (time will tell – I hope I don’t have to launch a great media and blogging campaign right now… you know, domain names are just so darn cheap). And they gave me the umbrella for free.
This is cool.
But then I got this email from the client services specialist I was working with for the last couple days:
Date: September 22, 2006
Subject: Re: In the Sake of Complete Accuracy…
Good Morning Chris:
Well, now you know your ‘representative’ here at [her company] can be a bit cheeky! Sorry, but couldn’t resist it …..I could tell from the content of your emails that you probably have a very sharp sense of humour and would take my quip as it was intended (teasing).
I shall be discussing ‘the’ issue with my superiors today though because I believe that all of our stores across Canada should have a ‘refresher’ on the policy and how to follow it properly for our customers.
You’ve started something Chris and now I’m going to keep you posted!
Thank you and have a great weekend!
Regards
Jackie
(last name and title withheld for privacy… can provide proof in the form of original email to assorted girlfriends upon request!)
Next thing she’s going to tell me that I’m 6′2″ tall and stunningly attractive… of couse, she’s right about half of that.
Really, what is it about women named Jaci?
Editor’s note: Watch for post “I Think Jackie Likes Me Part 2″
Editor’s note: This post was actually published on Sunday September 24th, but I adjusted the date to September 21st to “bump” it behind the first part.
- The reality is the company involved is an excellent one, very successful, and they broke no law… merely failed to implement one of their own policies designed to be industry leaders in price fairness to consumers.
- I since determined it’s also likely that by the letter of their policy they were correct and I was wrong… alas, since they didn’t have any of the signs up they were supposed to have and their retail management team hadn’t yet been trained on it, they mishandled it to the point where I received a free umbrella. My fourth umbrella from the same company (the other three I paid for) because, yes, I lose them.
- Hey, I’m not perfect.
- I posted the previous post (above) to tease my silly – yet oh-so-amazing in depth, humour, passion, and love – girlfriend, Jacqui.
- The reality is that Jackie was replying to a “tongue-in-cheek” email I sent her using a truly bad pun… and so what she said made total sense. Both in her initial response time, the dilligence she showed in tracking down answers from her management team when presented with new information (which demonstrates her intelligence), and in her warm communication she is a top-notch customer service agent.
- I say this from experience both as a customer and in the sales and customer service business.
- The other reality is that Jackie doesn’t “like” me… lol… in that sense.
- Truthfully, I couldn’t even get Jacqui to be jealous at her faux competition: She read the email and said, “I like her.” I guess her real personality really does shine through her writing.
- No matter what the company in question does, I won’t entertain myself with games like registering a domain name… ’twas in jest. The fact is as you’ll see by reading the right hand column →
I have far better things to do with the next three months.
- Yes, I said I’d recommend that two different agencies review the situation (i.e. I’d write a letter) and will if the company doesn’t enhance their signage and training in this area across the country in each of their retail units… but my distinct impression is that once the shortcoming was pointed out to them, they are more interested in fixing it than I am.
- So all is well that ends well… the company has an opportunity to make good on its initial commitment for the reasons which caused them to embrace it in the first place… I got to be totally
cheap thrifty (I like this)… to tease my love(r)… and a cheeky customer service agent to boot.
- The cheeky customer service agent can hardly complain when she emailed me to tell me how cheeky she is and that she likes teasing.
What’s not to love about that?
I made a decision some time ago that Loving Jacqui would not be about politics.
And it still isn’t. I guess it’s about two people, how we feel about others, and sometimes on blessed days how others feel about us and what our goal is: To love each other this entire life and beyond.
It’s a hefty goal and neither of us is perfect.
Some people are pretty close though, or at their maximum, their beauty and nobility is so perfect that it shines through their lesser nature in a white light of goodness that a man of the cloth might be able to describe, maybe, but that I fall well short.
Here is a man doing something that I deeply admire. I don’t match it. I merely admire him for his clarity, his courage, and his love.
Unfortunately, he died while doing it. Here is his mom describing him and what he did with his life.
I don’t consider this to be about politics so much, as about people. A family with a mom (and dad) who loves and supports her son so much that she supported his work and his values and not just the continuity of his flesh. And how painful this must be for her.
It could have been a policeman or a fireman or even a stranger out for a walk. But in this case it wasn’t. It was a Canadian soldier.
Well, I was creating my new email address with my recently realized actual legal name, Christoph, when… somehow… by deleting it because the webmail was acting strangely, it deleted all my email addresses. Jacqui’s too.
I didn’t say the bad name yet… I said it when I called Jacqui, told her what happened, realized that I wanted to save those emails (because it takes 15-60 minutes for the deletion to go through), told her I had to go, hung up, and then she came on Windows Live Messenger.
I was short with her:
“Bye. TTYl.”
… as I was furiously printing/saving emails. Then she said something else supportive to me and I said a bad word…
“F***, I’m busy. Later.”
… and went back to printing/saving emails.
This wasn’t well considered and I think she took it personally. It’s rather like if our house was flooding and I realized we left the cat downstairs. She could be as supportive as she liked, but if I suddenly realized our cat was downstairs, I’m still gonna go, “Sh**, hun,” and run down stairs!
Alas, there was no flood and no cat and it was over instant messenger, not in person. She may not have taken it well even still, but still in my humble opinion, IM breeds misunderstandings and fights because you can’t “feel” the other person’s words.
Mind you, I would have been very short anyway.
All I will say is I know I love her, because I saved all of her emails, over 250, before I saved one of my software licences. And like any man, I love the software I’ve bought off the net and I paid cold hard cash for those programs so this should tell you something.
Okay, so as it says in the previous post, I’m no more Christopher yet everything old is new again:
CHRISTOPH
Gender: Masculine
Usage: German
German form of CHRISTOPHER
Source
Since my heritage is 50% German, I feel like I’m connecting with my roots.
You know, I work for the provincial government of British Columbia (granted, through a an experienced private company, a subsidiary of Maximus with a successful record of cutting through the bureaucracy to get things done more effeciently for taxpayers) so I shouldn’t be surprised when things get mixed up.
I should laugh.
I Never Thought It Would Happen to Me — Until It Did
One thing that happens at my job regularly (like today) is [redacted on Oct. 17, '06 at the request of my employer]
So I Misplaced My Drivers Licence and…
I’m sure you can see where this is going! [update: maybe not]
I’ve been known formerly as “Christoper Willis Dollis” all my life particularly by irate elementary school teachers. I’ve usually gone by Chris, but my birth certificate, last issued in 1999 says, “Christoph Willis Dollis”.
The lady at the counter tells me that especially after September 11, they only use the birth certificate and, lo and behold, as far as the provincial government is concerned, this is my legal name. Since she told me this about six times, I believed her.
Then I called the government of Manitoba (where I was born) and asked them if this could be a shortening of Christopher and she points out that Christopher is neither a long nor uncommon first name and that if my birth certificate says my name is Christoph then my name is Christoph. I think I’ve heard this someplace before.
Well, I want to get a passport so I can apply for an Electronic Travel Authority to visit Australia and my passport has to match my birth certificate. Ergo I became Christoph. Or actually, as various government agents, federal and provincial informed me today, I’ve always been Christoph.
This seemed a bit of a bummer of a proposition, but as someone at my work said:
“Christoph. It kind of has that ‘evil dictator’ ring to it.”
Hey, that’s pretty cool*!
I’ve only had a few people use Christopher, generally my mom, a couple truly emotional ex girlfriends, my emotional current girlfriend, and that’s about it.
I like Christopher because it flows better than Chris, particular when followed by “Dollis”. But it’s just too damn long. And working on the phone as I do you get, “Chris Stollis” a lot. “Well, Mr. Stollis…” Ugh. My last name is Dollis after the famed Dollis Hill estate.
Dollis Hill had a bit of truly momentous, if secret, history. We’d be speaking German or studying darn hard if it hadn’t been for the Collossus code-breaking computer built there and later used at Bletchley Park. Now, due in part to their brilliant work, we can instead enjoy shooting the breeze and sharing trance hits with our German brethren. The real shooting has stopped, victory ensued, and pop culture was never the same again. Seriously, Nazi pop culture sounded damn lame.
“What, you’re Jewish? Oh dear. We can’t hang out. Hey, anyone know when that train is leaving?”
Ouch… that was really dark humour. Forgive me each and every group whom I’ve offended; I love you all.
But Christoph… Christoph Dollis. I like it.
I mean, it’s not a big deal… half my bank/credit cards say Chris or Christopher, so let’s split the difference and go with my actual legal name. That will keep the passport people happy, the drivers licence people happy, etc. My mom is choked, but it came down to, “Who ya gonna believe, your mom or the government of Manitoba?”
Mom, my love for you is stronger than onions, but your suggestion to call up the government of Manitoba and tell them that their records from 34 years ago are wrong strikes me as a great way not to get a passport and to be told that… yes, I must legally change my name… to Christopher.
Stop the Insanity!
(not the wacky Susan Powter diet book urging people to eat the diet we use to fatten up cattle, nor the best $3.95 ebook in the whole world, TBK Fitness, revealing the “plain as the nose on your face” truth about how to be healthy, just a name, sweetheart)
Since my dad named me after a pirate in an Errol Flynn movie named Christopher and nicknamed Kit, but my dad calls me George, well, to keep things clear, it’s Christoph.
Christoph Dollis. I’m liking the sound of it! My own name… (rubbing chest with my knuckles). My Leo side is coming out.
So today, while telling everyone exactly what I was doing and why, I updated my BC health insurance card, drivers license, Canada social insurance card, one of my two credit union accounts, and one of my credit cards, with more to follow tomorrow. They all agreed… “Your name is what’s on your birth certificate.”
I’ve even registered a new domain name for my sales and marketing business that I will start… and the name is… you’ll never guess… gee, you guessed.
christophdollis.com
I’ll be putting that site online at last once it propogates throughout the internet, changing my email addresses, and making other changes quite rapidly over the next few days.
* Not really cool. I oppose evil dictators everywhere and I strongly support freedom as “Chris from Victoria, BC and “Chris Dollis”, my former time-wasting politics blog-going self made plain. Times they’s a changin’.
I was talking with someone (Bear) whom I know very well the other day and she was complaining about transient pain in her buttocks, hip, and back.
I suggested it might be her piriformis muscle.
Naturally she accused me of “showing off” and she thought that I made up the word.
I told her it’s probably a muscle inbalance due to how she sits or moves and that her piriformis may be too tight and weak (relative to her stronger hip flexors). Here I am all altruistically showing concern for her buttocks region, something that her friends generally ignore, and she’s giving me grief. The things I put up with.
Well, to prove I wasn’t showing off I’m gonna show off. Here’s…
I was debating and commenting about world politics as I was wont to do and someone, either from the U.S. Democratic National Committee where I placed a tongue-in-cheek comment supporting a petition they had or on any of several other blogs and someone came here to criticize me.
Alas for my biting comeback, he was completely right!
“My opinion is that you need to get off your butt, move to Perth and find this Jacqui that you “love.” Do you not see that sitting on your butt ruminating about made for America TV shows is pretty much the most worthless thing you can be doing?”
— United States Guy
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