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Finding five copies of the same circular in my letterbox. I guess the deliverer had to dump them somewhere.
DarthKermit:Finding five copies of the same circular in my letterbox. I guess the deliverer had to dump them somewhere.
I check mine on recycling day, since I have the bin there with me ready to put all that stuff into.
Seems an absurd waste of paper printing that crap but someone must read it I guess.
Geektastic:Ge0rge: Folks who ride the Wairarapa train and get on in Wellington and place their bag on the seat beside them who then pack a sh!t when asked to move it so others can sit.
It's worse than that. My wife, who catches that train almost every day of the working week, tells me that some of the more self-centred regulars actually consider that particular seats on particular carriages are 'theirs' and will get visibly irritated if they find some third party sat in that seat when they arrive on the train!
Sometimes I just sit and think. Other times I just sit.
richms:DarthKermit:I check mine on recycling day, since I have the bin there with me ready to put all that stuff into. Seems an absurd waste of paper printing that crap but someone must read it I guess.
Finding five copies of the same circular in my letterbox. I guess the deliverer had to dump them somewhere.
Our mail goes to a PO Box.
Next to the rows of boxes is a recycle bin. You can watch people open their box, remove the mail, separate the junk circulars and drop them straight in the bin before leaving the box area.
It has to be among the biggest wastes of paper in New Zealand.

Staying in hotels and motels over the past few days, and being unable to get out of my head the story (hopefully *urban myth) that some fellow travelers use the kettle to launder their underwear.
*Google is not my friend when trying to find out about this.
The fact that my bank won't save payees for electronic transactions in a way that allows me to pay them again from any of my accounts.
The payee must be loaded separately for each account. Maddening and utterly pointless.

Fred99:Staying in hotels and motels over the past few days, and being unable to get out of my head the story (hopefully *urban myth) that some fellow travelers use the kettle to launder their underwear.
*Google is not my friend when trying to find out about this.
Sometimes I just sit and think. Other times I just sit.
eracode:Geektastic:Ge0rge: Folks who ride the Wairarapa train and get on in Wellington and place their bag on the seat beside them who then pack a sh!t when asked to move it so others can sit.
It's worse than that. My wife, who catches that train almost every day of the working week, tells me that some of the more self-centred regulars actually consider that particular seats on particular carriages are 'theirs' and will get visibly irritated if they find some third party sat in that seat when they arrive on the train!
I would take delight in deliberately sitting in ‘their seat’ just to p them off.
Meet the tardigrade - perhaps not quite a germ, but there're bugs that tolerate >100 deg C ...
paulchinnz:Meet the tardigrade - perhaps not quite a germ, but there're bugs that tolerate >100 deg C ...

paulchinnz:
Meet the tardigrade - perhaps not quite a germ, but there're bugs that tolerate >100 deg C ...
How many people have that in their underwear?
Plesse igmore amd axxept applogies in adbance fir anu typos
Rikkitic:
paulchinnz:
Meet the tardigrade - perhaps not quite a germ, but there're bugs that tolerate >100 deg C ...
How many people have that in their underwear?
There are some questions that it is best not to know the answer to. :-/
Rikkitic:
paulchinnz:
Meet the tardigrade - perhaps not quite a germ, but there're bugs that tolerate >100 deg C ...
How many people have that in their underwear?
Might actually be quite cool to have a couple of tardigrades in yer jocks - they seem 'armless enough.
Sometimes I just sit and think. Other times I just sit.
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