You know, the radios we have are almost idiot proof. All you have to do is push the button and talk into it. When you do that other people can hear you.
When you want other people to hear you, you push the button and talk into the freaking mike!
Put it somewhere near your mouth and talk into the freaking mike!
I guess I wasn't specific enough before.
So quit freaking mumbling, fer gawds sakes!
I did say almost idiot proof, didn't I?
Had to spend most of the night tonight turning my radio up and holding my mike up to my ear going "What was that? Were they talking to me?" And of course when somebody did manage to speak in a normal tone of voice it was so loud it almost took what little hair I have left right off.
Half of the people were mumbling and the other half weren't listening.
For a holiday evening when it was supposed to be an easy night for everybody, it sure was aggravating. Nothing really big, just a bunch of small aggravating crap that made the whole night a little bit clusterf*cky.
I think I just invented an new adjective there. Clusterf*cky. Hmm... I kind of like that.
At any rate, nobody got hurt and nobody escaped. Mark another victory down for us!
Tomorrow is National Pizza With The Works Except Anchovies Day.
You don't see many holidays that specific anymore. What if the anchovy crowd gets offended? Somebody might sue! Ah, to heck with 'em.
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