DTF Chat Thread v. "The Aristocrats!"

[BlobVanDam]

Time of day to you Blob.

OOOOHHHHHHHHH like the time travel.

[Prog Snob]

Hey guys

[ReaperKK]

Morning, or for something simple for blob, hi!

[BlobVanDam]

Greetings Reaper!

[ReaperKK]

What's happening?

[jingle.boy]

Such a glorious weekend.  Not having to rush and get everything done that I normally have to on a weekend.  Got a few things to putter around with today - Costco run chief on the list.  Other than that, the Spring of Chad starts in earnest.

Be jealous bitches.

[BlobVanDam]

Get back to me once you no longer know the difference between weekday and weekend.

Hey buddy! Glad you're enjoying yourself.

[ReaperKK]

Have a good time. I took time off from working before moving to Charlotte and it was glorious, so so glorious.

[King Postwhore]

Get back to me once you no longer know the difference between weekday and weekend.

Hey buddy! Glad you're enjoying yourself.

I hate you too.


Morning!

[BlobVanDam]

Morning king! Gonna check out a new time travel show in a couple of hours. It doesn't look that great, but eh, it's time travel!

[Kotowboy]

Morning king! Gonna check out a new time travel show in a couple of hours. It doesn't look that great, but eh, it's time travel!

Tell us how it was on page 47

[King Postwhore]

What's the name of it?

[BlobVanDam]

Time After Time. HG Welles is the main character. Yet another time travel show with a generic vaguely time related name.

[Kotowboy]

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[King Postwhore]

My DVR is too full to take on another TV show right now.

[BlobVanDam]

My DVR is too full to take on another TV show right now.

First world problems right?
You need to blob more, power through them!

[jingle.boy]

Get back to me once you no longer know the difference between weekday and weekend.

Hey buddy! Glad you're enjoying yourself.

That could take a while... I have high-school aged kids.  So, I always know when it's Monday-Friday.

[King Postwhore]

My wife bitched about her false nail breaking opening a beer can.  1st world problems!

Then I got yelled at for not opening it for her.  All men's world problems.

[Hyperplex]

This weekend utterly drained me.

Saturday on our way to dinner, getting onto the highway we notice a large backup on the onramp only to realize it was an accident that had just happened; one vehicle, a Jeep Cherokee, was off the road on its side. So I, along with about 6 other cars, all pull over and get out to help. One driver, no passengers, no other vehicles, we are all steadying the car and a few of us are holding the door open so the driver can climb out. After some struggling he gets out, we let the door close and then we tip the car back onto its tires. Amazingly the driver is completely unhurt, aware, and in remarkably good spirits. He says an animal darted in front of his car on the onramp and he tried to avoid it and before he knew it he was skidded off the road and tipping over. Had his seatbelt on, which probably saved his life. One or two people stuck around with him while waiting for EMS and a tow truck. So that was around 5:30 in the evening.

Fast forward to overnight Saturday, around 1:50am. We are asleep, with plans to go out to breakfast fairly early the next morning. My wife's phone rings, and it's her colleague and friend who happens to live down the street from us. She doesn't make a habit of middle of the night calls, so my wife answers. All she hears is her friend calling her name and saying "I'm freezing to death" and then she hangs up. I should add it's roughly 12° outside. So my wife frantically throws on some clothes, gets her phone and keys and drives over to our friend's house, telling me to stay in the house with the kids who are still sound asleep.

Short while later my wife returns home, I go downstairs to see our friend literally in a ball on the floor, desperately snuggling our big dog, shivering under blankets my wife has given her. She reeks of alcohol and has told my wife she's been outside for 3 hours and is locked out of her own house. Fearing hypothermia, I grab an in-ear thermometer and try to take her temperature while my wife looks up symptoms of hypothermia. Her core temp is too low for the thermometer to give any reading other than "Lo" so I call 911. This is much to the verbal displeaure of our friend who is insisting she needs to get home to her cat saying she's not going to the hospital.

Fire truck and ambulance arrive, everyone files into our living room where she is still laying on the floor. They ask her various questions, check her vitals, etc. Her BP is good, her body temp is slowly warming up, but her blood sugar is low. EMT asks us to get her a sandwich to raise her blood sugar and he starts trying to get the story from her. She says she's had 4 beers (bullshit), hasn't eaten in almost 24 hours and never took her anti-seizure medication (something we didn't know she was on). So this is why we called 911.

She refuses to let them take an EKG, but the EMT is pretty convinced she had a seizure. He is also pretty sure she isn't in any danger anymore, but he wants her to go to the ER. She continues to refuse so he has her sign a release. She answering all the questions properly so she is of sound mind, so he can't force her to go. He tells us what we need to do to watch out for her and gives us his cell number in case she seizes again. She barely eats any of the sandwich, everyone leaves, and we set her up to crash on our couch. Neither of us got much sleep even after she passed back out.

The next morning my wife goes back to her house with her while she calls a locksmith to get into her house and change the locks, etc. At this point we find out a little about what happened: Friday, she was told by the school that she would be losing her department chair position due to her unreliable attendance record this year. So in a fit of anxiety and depression, she basically just went out drinking. She wound up 2 counties south, with no memory of why she went there, and got pulled over and cited for a DUI. Her car was impounded, likely with her keys inside, and she got a cab home. Apparently, the cab left her at her house, where she realized she didn't have her keys, she had a seizure and passed out in the freezing cold, and when she woke up she called my wife. When my wife left her place round 9am, she was sleeping in her own bed and that was that.

tl;dr - helped at a car accident, then had a drunk friend suffering form hypothermia crash overnight at my house at 2am.

[King Postwhore]

Jesus, what a terrible story but I'm glad you guys were around to help!

[jingle.boy]

Yeah... that could've ended a lot worse.

[Hyperplex]

Definitely glad to have been able to help in both cases.

[ReaperKK]

Jesus, what a terrible story but I'm glad you guys were around to help!

agreed!

I just got my offer letter from Wells Fargo, so pumped !

[hefdaddy42]

This weekend utterly drained me.

Saturday on our way to dinner, getting onto the highway we notice a large backup on the onramp only to realize it was an accident that had just happened; one vehicle, a Jeep Cherokee, was off the road on its side. So I, along with about 6 other cars, all pull over and get out to help. One driver, no passengers, no other vehicles, we are all steadying the car and a few of us are holding the door open so the driver can climb out. After some struggling he gets out, we let the door close and then we tip the car back onto its tires. Amazingly the driver is completely unhurt, aware, and in remarkably good spirits. He says an animal darted in front of his car on the onramp and he tried to avoid it and before he knew it he was skidded off the road and tipping over. Had his seatbelt on, which probably saved his life. One or two people stuck around with him while waiting for EMS and a tow truck. So that was around 5:30 in the evening.

Fast forward to overnight Saturday, around 1:50am. We are asleep, with plans to go out to breakfast fairly early the next morning. My wife's phone rings, and it's her colleague and friend who happens to live down the street from us. She doesn't make a habit of middle of the night calls, so my wife answers. All she hears is her friend calling her name and saying "I'm freezing to death" and then she hangs up. I should add it's roughly 12° outside. So my wife frantically throws on some clothes, gets her phone and keys and drives over to our friend's house, telling me to stay in the house with the kids who are still sound asleep.

Short while later my wife returns home, I go downstairs to see our friend literally in a ball on the floor, desperately snuggling our big dog, shivering under blankets my wife has given her. She reeks of alcohol and has told my wife she's been outside for 3 hours and is locked out of her own house. Fearing hypothermia, I grab an in-ear thermometer and try to take her temperature while my wife looks up symptoms of hypothermia. Her core temp is too low for the thermometer to give any reading other than "Lo" so I call 911. This is much to the verbal displeaure of our friend who is insisting she needs to get home to her cat saying she's not going to the hospital.

Fire truck and ambulance arrive, everyone files into our living room where she is still laying on the floor. They ask her various questions, check her vitals, etc. Her BP is good, her body temp is slowly warming up, but her blood sugar is low. EMT asks us to get her a sandwich to raise her blood sugar and he starts trying to get the story from her. She says she's had 4 beers (bullshit), hasn't eaten in almost 24 hours and never took her anti-seizure medication (something we didn't know she was on). So this is why we called 911.

She refuses to let them take an EKG, but the EMT is pretty convinced she had a seizure. He is also pretty sure she isn't in any danger anymore, but he wants her to go to the ER. She continues to refuse so he has her sign a release. She answering all the questions properly so she is of sound mind, so he can't force her to go. He tells us what we need to do to watch out for her and gives us his cell number in case she seizes again. She barely eats any of the sandwich, everyone leaves, and we set her up to crash on our couch. Neither of us got much sleep even after she passed back out.

The next morning my wife goes back to her house with her while she calls a locksmith to get into her house and change the locks, etc. At this point we find out a little about what happened: Friday, she was told by the school that she would be losing her department chair position due to her unreliable attendance record this year. So in a fit of anxiety and depression, she basically just went out drinking. She wound up 2 counties south, with no memory of why she went there, and got pulled over and cited for a DUI. Her car was impounded, likely with her keys inside, and she got a cab home. Apparently, the cab left her at her house, where she realized she didn't have her keys, she had a seizure and passed out in the freezing cold, and when she woke up she called my wife. When my wife left her place round 9am, she was sleeping in her own bed and that was that.

tl;dr - helped at a car accident, then had a drunk friend suffering form hypothermia crash overnight at my house at 2am.

Good Lord.  You need a weekend to recover from your weekend!

[cramx3]

Looks like someone was saving live this weekend... but damn your neighbor is a mess 

[Hyperplex]

Looks like someone was saving live this weekend... but damn your neighbor is a mess 

She's always been drama-inducing, but not to this scale with us. She has had some rough patches in her life, but she has also made a lot of her own problems.

[cramx3]

Looks like someone was saving live this weekend... but damn your neighbor is a mess 

She's always been drama-inducing, but not to this scale with us. She has had some rough patches in her life, but she has also made a lot of her own problems.

Something about drinking, not knowing where you are and how you end up somewhere, getting a dui, and passing out on your neighbor's house while refusing EMT treatment after being saved from freezing to death screams some serious problems IMO.  I know we all have moments where shit gets bad, but that, to me, screams for a call for help.

[Hyperplex]

Agreed. There are issues present.

[axeman90210]

Wow, that's some weekend right there.

[Hyperplex]

I am so thankful that the kids slept through the entire paramedic ordeal. And I'm glad everyone wound up okay in the end.

In a similar vein, is it normal to feel like you're putting EMTs and emergency responders out when you call them at 2:30am? Don't get me wrong, I am very glad our friend's condition was no worse than it was, but I felt myself almost apologizing to the responders when they didn't have to do anything particularly intense. Is that a typical response?

[Chino]

Man, this local story hits close to home.

https://www.courant.com/breaking-news/hc-hartford-student-death-0304-20170303-story.html

[TAC]

Man, this local story hits close to home.

https://www.courant.com/breaking-news/hc-hartford-student-death-0304-20170303-story.html

Is that a place you've frequented?

[King Postwhore]

Tim.  Falling off a roof.

[TAC]

Tim.  Falling off a roof.

Let me guess..Seinfeld?

[jingle.boy]

Tim.  Falling off a roof.

Let me guess..Seinfeld?

Guess you weren't around when that happened to Chino.

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