Oh damn, at the rate this is going you’re gonna become a silver age supervillain dedicated to destroying all the chimneys of the world out of sheer spite. Hope you’re doing ok Chuck all things considered.
"We skipped the mattress stuff for the end here." ...he says not even having reached the halfway mark, so you just know this is going to be a saga in and of itself...
Chuck, my dude. You review fantasy and sci-fi, and yet occasionally I think the most unbelievable stories on your channel are about your own life. I'm pulling for you.
Yep. I find it believeable because my family attracts nuts and bolts all the time. Both in people and in situations. But, I still agree. I do love his story telling. It always has me laughing through it all!
"So, somehow, the remnant of the chimney underwent a transformation into what the expert told me is called a Level 5 Ectoplasmic Manifestation event and a few posessed bricks flew through my living room window and i had an hour long mini-brick-tornado going. And, get that, there's now a low voice constantly whispering from in between the walls, telling me that it disagrees vehemently with my opinions on Voyager!"
Oh wow, that Les story. I swear to God, I've met that guy! At times of my life, I'm pretty sure he was my uncle! For what it's worth Chuck, I deeply sympathize with the travails of your life. Thanks for sharing the latest installment of The Chimney Chronicles. See you in 3 months or so for our next group therapy?
Same here, such a pain to deal with. Also, doing only just the one room like that is risky as there is a chance the bugs will flee from the room and spread through the house faster. Happened to my home the first time around as the company only did the bedrooms, not the entire house. Second time around the entire house was done, and hopefully they are now gone for good.
The solution for bed bugs that I had was leaving most of my bedding and some of my clothes behind when doing a big move. And my roommate at the time was a bastard, so whatever he had to deal with to get rid of the bed bugs, I don't care!
I used George Burns in my head because I've met old men like him. But, now that you've put that image in my head I'm thinking the Grand Nagus's Wallace Shawn! Thank you for that!
I was half expecting the bed bug cure to start a fire, and mention that there would have been less smoke damage if only there'd been a chimney in the room.
Amongst ALL the other crap our man's dealing with, there is some good news We now know the inspiration of the Nicotine Nemo bit from The Sword Of Kahless
"My wife had unplugged the extension cord, after being told not to, because nobody's the boss of her." this might be a clue for where he got his idea for parody janeway
Oooh, you might be right. Chuck loves her and still married to her, so she can't be half as evil as Janeway (or Cartoon Janeway) - at least we hope not, but she could still be a root of inspiration. I like the way you think. Thanks for adding that!
I really like Les, he sounds like an honest dealer, were I in Wisconsin, I too would want to give him my business while he's still around, and enjoy his silly old coot shenanigans.
With a bonus of helping small business is important for the intrastructure of the country. So, I agree. My mother would feel exactly the same way as you. She loves wacking characters, excellent deals and history lessons learned from the elderly (even though she is one herself, now).
A shame that in your research about bed bugs you didn't come across the cheaper solution for bed bugs: diatomaceous earth. Even though the professionals use heat and it does work, a lot of research has been done and the entomologists discovered that diatomaceous earth is an even better solution because what happpens is the bugs come out at night, try to climb the bed BUT you put the diatomaceous Earth at the feet of the bed which they cover themselves in, they eventually go back to their lair and spread it all over the rest of the bugs and their eggs. It dehydrates them to death and is fairly safe for humans and pets. Not that there are no safety concerns, but it's far easier to deal with than pesticides (and actually works) and far cheaper than the heat method.
I eagerly await a part 4, cause we know its coming. The only real advice i could give if this chimney curse persists is your own comment from Doctor Who Aliens in London: "Just move out, man, just move out..."
As someone who brought bedbugs back from my college apartment I know for a fact that my mother thinks you now have the legal right to strangle your child.
God, I had a boss like Les once. She was an accountant, so her entire job revolved around computers, but she could barely grasp some of the concepts involved in using them. I feel your pain so much.
I've been waiting so long for this sequel! This is my Winds of Winter! Also, your son seems pretty feral. Might he time for a come to Jesus talk. Diamatacious Earth will kill the bedbugs.
Man, with everything moving around the house I was expecting the plague not to be contained to that one room quickly, either by your son or the cats spreading it... I know there are some mattress covers that apparently do protect from bedbugs, so might be something worth looking into...
As someone who spent 6 years working at City Hall for small Minnesotan town with a population of 1,000 and was afraid of any degree of change, I can verify the mattress salesman story is accurate.
Regarding the ugly chair: why not take a reeeeeally big fitted sheet and use it to cover the chair? :3 That way, you still have the comfortable chair, but now its ugliness is covered up. Then you just have to wash the sheet now and again instead of having to wash the chair whenever one of your cats gets sick on it.
Lord, I don't know if it's the standard of things going to hell you've already established or my own broken, media-addled mind, but I was entirely too sure Les was going to keel over dead at some point in that story and somehow things were going to take a Weekend At Bernies turn. Needless to say, I am entirely glad that was not the case. Also, my infinite sympathies about all of this, but especially the bedbug situation. Speaking from experience, you are (in relative terms) lucky they stayed confined to just the one room. I did manage to solve my own problem with a substance called... uhh... something like dietometacious earth. Once I put that and some spray around, after a couple days I never saw another bedbug again... though I will clarify that I wound up moving away from that apartment a few months later anyway for that and numerous other fun reasons. Now if you'll excuse me, the trauma flashbacks are starting now that I have talked about bedbugs...................... *shudder*
I know, my wife and I spent a whole day looking at mattresses going between 2 different stores on the same shopping park. She spent the day before narrowing down the choices for me to look at. I still have flashbacks 😅
And you felt you should write some post apocalyptic thing. Clearly you should be writing one of those sit com movies that straddle comedy and tragedy in how real it is. Thanks for the reminder why my mattress was a 75 buck thing from a walmart.
Wow, I've dealt with people like Les in the past, but never has any of them been as epic as your friend here. I'd call your experience magical if it hadn't been so annoying.
I'm not deep into this but Chuck you have the patience of a saint. I'm only six minutes in and by this point I would have shot someone possibly myself. I know in these stories you only share the hard times because that's how you find catharsis and that's how it's funny, but I also feel sad about it. it also reminds me a lot about my dad. I regret a lot of what I did in my teenage years.
16:54 everyone who grew up in a larger rural environment has a Less. And if you are up north he sounds like that. He never rips you off because he knows he needs your custom
Bed bugs. Spiders. Gods am I glad I live in a big city, where there are essentially no bugs. Also, that I don't live in the US, where the price they quote you is not the price you pay.
Words for the algorithm Gods: "As I mentioned, I am but a simple bun master, with a dear wife who has turned my life into a miserable cesspool devoid of humor and excitement. Bless her soul". -Henpecked Hou
The old style credit card machines with the carbon copies - the company I work for still makes and sells those. The machines they use to make those things are pretty small and sit in the corner of a factory floor, not that big either, that makes the electronic ones. Very little demand but every ten years they make a hundred or so, takes three days, one day to train a couple of people how to do it, a day to make them and then a day to clean up. Used a lot in the developing world, but the things are just stamped steel, a couple of extruded plastic parts and screws to hold them together, so they last forever. It's such a tiny part of this giant global company that the first time I had a customer ask for one it took four days to find the part of the company that deals with those things. Only one assistant manager of the factory making electronic credit card machines knew that we still could make the old mechanical ones, and that guy retired shortly afterward. I may now be the only person in the company that knows we can manufacture those things - I work in software support.
Yeesh. Upon seeing that antique credit card machine, I would've jut pocketed the card and cut a friggin' check. : / Coming in 2025: Update: Chimney 4, Chuck 0 "The chimney now haunts me and my family's nightmares. I have capitulated. It is my God now. In return for its grace, I have agreed to review the Netflix Cowboy Bebop as well as something called 'Mahou Shoujo Ni Akogarette'."
@@tbeller80 You'd be surprised how many Boomer wives still roam the aisles at grocery stores, with checkbooks in hand. It's as if their sole remaining purpose in life is to make small talk with the checkout clerks and cause lines to pile up behind them. As for me, I still keep one secured in my glove compartment, just in case I happen across a rural business whose internet connections are unreliable and I'm lacking the cash at hand. Depending on your bank, they mail them to you for free upon request.
I do because a pack of checks last forever and, in the long run, are cheaper than money orders. But, I do not carry them around with me everywhere like I did 25 years ago.
I'm sorry, but I think spiders is the least of your problems as a whole. The last people who own my (mother's) moneypit of a modular decided to fix it up with the same haphazard mindset of the people who "installed" your chimney. One of the many examples is how they "installed the screen of my bedroom window. It is a regular side opening window with a metal frame. But, being a modular, it has fake shudders made of wood, on either side. Instead of being a screen and installing it or being a roll of screen and a frame and creating a screen, they jerry rig one. They take a roll of screen, stand outside of the house, lay it across the window, then STAPLE IT to the shudders on one side, to the house on top and on bottom and leave the other side open. Because you can't stable a screen to glass! (your problems still trump mine, don't worry). The screen is loose and bowed out on the open end. A staple came out, so it is also a tad loose on the bottom. My son just turned 18, so I agreed to take his cat in to care for so it doesn't have to be locked in his bedroom (at his dad's house) 24 hours a day to be kept away from his abusive half-brother. But the cat is a little feral and emotionally stunted from being in a bedroom for three years with little attention (my boy didn't know this would happen and I didn't know it was that bad). Northern Nevada gets in the 100s Farenheit during the summer months. As soon as we can turn the A/C off (which doesn't touch my room), I we open the windows. Now, I can't even have that window open because we fear he will escape through it. He is super fearful and cruel with his temper and nails that we fear he might not want to come back if he escapes. Last year, I quit my job to escape narcissists. At that time replaces the screen wasn't the biggest concern. Now, I can't replace it until I find a new job which is impossible in a town of less than 25k and no bus (local govt is cheap and corrupt). It's starting to grow, but still no buses!! My psychological issues and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome drastically limits my employment possibilities. So, I can't afford to buy real window screen right now! The point is that spiders and bug LOVE my room. While I'm reading, the spiders will come across my pillow from the behind the head of my bed to say hi as they run to the side of my bed and out of side. It happens so fast I can't stop or kill them. So, I understand your problem 100% but still think that spiders are the least of your problems! -My mother does not have a primal fear of spiders. She has a primal hatred for them (they love to join her in the bath, like Goldie Hawn in Bird on a Wire). DIE DIE DIE. What you just described the scenario for what your primal fear would look like is how her primal hatred actually looks like! She has bad eyesight. If I am in her bedroom chatting with her and she sees a dark spot on the wall or ceiling I am expected to check to make sure it's not a spider or bug that could walk right up to her and say (cheerfully), "HI NANCY! TELL HILARY I SAID HI, TOO!" If they want to live, they would avoid her! Idiots! -I believe you when you say that you weren't lying about Les. I've run into elderly like that. But, the whole encounter had to have been torutous. Especially since you were in a hurry. And, if Max is anything like my son, he was probably bored out of his mind wishing he had a Nintendo Switch in his hand to keep him busy (if he didn't sneak off somewhere to be on his phone while you finaggled). -[in a voice of George Burns] "Okay, now we're cooking something." Yeah, hopefully, it's meth. Then we can speed things up and get the hell out of here. OMG! I would have been going to crazy. I would have been polite and conversation, just like you. But, I would have been mentally tapping and toes and fingers and rolling my eyes! "It only cost your time" A lot of time and your sanity, too! But, helping local businesses helps the infrastructure of our country. Woo hoo! I'm glad you made it through that ordeal AND the rest!
I recently left an old home & it was demolished. They found a chimney of surprise. Thankfully it didn't leave anywhere near the damage this vile Chimney has inflicted on Chuck. I sympathize heavily with the cat thing. I've been in those situations very annoying especially because you can't be mad at the cat it's not their fault the owner is a dead beat.
