Yup. I hate short sleeved dress shirts altogether-if you want to dress up go wroth the long sleeves, casual a golf shirt, real casual a tee-shirt, at the beach without a shirt.
People who send you an offer that is for less than half of what you posted an item on Craigslist for. ex: $200 table, offered $60
I think doing that is fine as long as you don't have "firm" in your post. Otherwise any offer is fair game and worthwhile.
Had a neighbor out by my property inquire about buying some of my UA camo he saw on Facebook, said he was going to buy a jacket, pants, and long sleeve shirt. So, after I talked with him and got a price we agreed on I took the camo off Facebook, now three weeks later and he is still stalling on buying the camo....I need my money fool!!
Advice taken about relisting the equipment , I was just worried about making people upset...especially because I can't watch my property to well living an hour away..
HAHAHAHA, I didn't know if this was just my company or what? "Kindly do the needful." My rant, companies outsourcing to India. The place I work for does it, and we are always cleaning up their mess.
I'm sorry but if some protester hit my dog, the leash would be coming off and it would be open season
Lets not forget the people are trespassing in the first place. They are running all over the right of way and then ***** when they get hurt. SMH
Owner of an online business said he would send me a return label for one of the two jackets I purchased recently ($600 worth) to try on because I wanted a proper fit....now he is telling me I have to pay to return the jacket that does not fit, because of their return policy....even though he said he would send me a return label!!!
I can't drink beer at work. I mean, come on! Some folks drink iced tea constantly. Beer is my iced tea! The open container law. If I'm not driving, why can't I have beer in the vehicle?
Unmarried men fathering multiple babies who wind up on assistance. If you can't feed 'em, don't breed 'em.
the worst part was the hot nurse shaving my balls and taping my root to my belly. I was scared and it showed, if you know what I mean. But what really hurt was her commenting about my fear. "What's the matter, sweetie? You nervous?" Mind you...this is a nurse that would make any paragon of virtue get a rebar-strong erection any other time. And she shaved my balls with all the tenderness of a kindergartener rifling through a toy box. The urologist said, "Easy. That hurts." "No, it doesn't," she insisted playfully. "Yes, it actually does," I groaned.
