h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Today's PH: People who try to help you on with a coat but haven't got the skill to do so.
I know it's a genteel thing to do, but I'd much rather sort my coat out myself. Fortunately it's a rare occurence!

Were you both walking in circles, chasing an arm hole like a dog chasing its tail?

I love watching others do that.

Men are much better at this skill, Ian can do it for me one-handed, but I struggle to help my mother into her coat using both hands and running around her like a dog chasing its tail

Computer games don't put any effort into making interesting manuals anymore.

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I remember the user manual for the text adventure game based on Frederick Pohl's Gateway series stated at the bottom of one of the pages, "Jesus Saves".

I thought that was rather incongruent in a SciFi adventure game. But it continued at the top of the following page, "his progress often while playing Gateway, and so should you."


That reminds me, I need to get around to finishing the old Infocom HHGttG game while one of these days while it's still available on line (with save function).

Write your posts on a scratchpad and copy them in, BG. Or at least copy them before you press "Post Message".

I had a PH last night which was something to do with bedlinen but I've forgotten it.

(Icy)
>>*Resists making jokes about taking the wife to the pub, in case Sho's reading this*<<

I SAW THAT!!

Funny you should say that. Gruesome #2 came home from work today and told me she'd been talking to a woman (who is about my age rather than hers) and mentioned that I'd been at the football on Tuesday with - the reply "oh does she really like football or does she only go so your dad doesn't have to go alone?"

Today's PH - a regular one at this time of year - people who don't get organised to wrap presents up while I'm out of the house, but have to say 'don't come in' for whichever room they've chosen to use.

I am looking at my pile of collected gifts and specifically the ones stacked on newspaper because they are wrapped in hideous wrapping paper which is covered in glitter reindeer. I hate glitter at the best of times but the thought of hovering up all the glitter I will be able to see glistening on my carpet for weeks to come just bugs the hell out of me. I feel really mean admitting it and will probably love the gifts but I really, really detest glitter.

GB

Amen.

You can't even really hoover glitter, anyway. It's always still there no matter what you do.

Worse than that, Christmas cards that have loads of glitter on them, and the trend to have loads of extra glitter shoved in the envelope. You open the card, glitter everywhere! No warning, just glitter everywhere.
The people that send these, there's a special circle of hell waiting for you!

confetti is similar (but not quite as bad as glitter) - I'm still finding it behind big bits of furniture and bookshelves from when I used to make pinatas for The Gruesome Twosome. The last of which was probably more than 10 years ago

You just described my sister to a tee. She sprinkles glitter wherever she goes thanks to her love of all things sparkly, I remember last Christmas she was going to a work do and popped in to visit our Mum (whom I care for) on the way. Next day I walked in to find a trail of actual glitter throughout Mum's house, all the downstairs carpets, on the couch, in the downstairs wc, all through the kitchen I managed to hoover the living room and hallway carpets and the couch but the glitter on the wooden kitchen floor and the lino in the loo refused to budge. I expect there is still some left behind the toilet. I did ask her if she was wearing glitter clothes and tinsel jewellery and she thought it was so funny how she had left a trail of glitter in her wake.

Pastey, I learned a trick a long time ago to open Christmas card envelopes and peep in. If I see any glitter at all, I very gently wedge open the card still in the envelope just enough to read the card, then dump the whole thing intact. I am not quite "Bah Humbug!" like my partner is but I could happily ban glitter from RL existence, keep it for Strictly!

GB

you're nicer than me GB - I'd have stood over while she cleaned every single bit of glitter up

Nah, I would only change one thing about her, the glitter obsession! Having been with Ian almost 4 years and witnessed first hand the animosity between his two daughters (they can't stand each other, it is horrible to witness), I appreciate my own sister more and more. She is a lovely woman who would do anything for anyone, so kind and generous who helped me a lot when I was a single parent of 3 and trying to exist on Income Support and no paternal maintenance. There's nothing I wouldn't do for her. This year has been harrowing for her too, but that hasn't stopped her being a rock for me to cling to at times. We are each other's mutual support, a relationship built on almost 60 years of love and trust. She is one of my favourite people in the world.

aw...

Now I want a sister!

Deb

I know all about animosity between sisters. It's a out-and-out hate, but I've hardly spoken to my sister since she broke up with her first husband more than 25 years ago. (He's still a friend of ours, BTW.) We attempted a reconciliation at Mum's request, when Mum went into a nursing home, but we still don't see each other.

Personal PH: buttons on duvet covers. They're fiddly, and take too long to undo and do up. Poppers are much easier, but you can't tell what kind of fastening a duvet cover has till you get it home and unpack it.

I'm lucky enough to have five sisters. You're right - they're amazing. Everybody should have one.

I've got 2 sisters, and after parental divorces and remarriages, two sets of two step sisters, all spread over 5 American states, from Florida to Tennesee to Louisiana to Oklahoma to California.

Thankfully, get along with all, except one who has some emotional problems.