Pet Peeves

Hmmmm, let me think….

I was going to log off without blogging over here today. Nothing really caught my eye or lured me away from a very, very full day of work. Them’s the breaks and it’s not like I’m participating in NaBloPoMo or even if I was, it’s not November. So yea. I was going to blow off blogging. No big deal, I do it often. But then, 30 items away from closing my feedreader for the night – what do I see? The perfect topic for me to blog about.

Could Your Partner Do Your Job?

Perfect, right? So perfect. But damn. I don’t think I can actually blog it without ticking someone off. While some of you might think that I never worry about that, I do. There are a million things I don’t blog for that very reason. Since I can’t blog about whether or not my partner can do my job… how about a list of all of the things I can’t blog about? Or some of the things I can’t blog about.

1) My mother’s ability to tick off certain of my siblings.
2) My mother’s general inability to tick me off – til today when she suggested I was menopausal. (bitch.)
3) The hysterical thing a kid said last night, without prompting.
4) The really dumb thing Michelle said a couple of days ago.
5) The really dumb things Christopher says several times a week.
6) Speaking of Christopher, I’d love to blog a comparison of all of his g/f’s.
7) Jenn and her, ummm, life. (she’s blonde – brilliant but also blonde.)
8) My ex husband and his, errrr, life?
9) My ex job, ex boss, ex co-workers.
10) Sex, sex and more sex – or lack of.

How’s that for a list of things I don’t blog?

I really do wish I could blog about whether or not my partner can do my job. ‘Cause it would be an awesome blog post. Hmmm, password protection might be in order here. What do you think?

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TW has mislead some people

I’m willing to take responsibility for a lot of things that go wrong around here. I’m also willing to take the blame for stuff. But damn it. Not this time. I do not get blamed or held responsible for the Gator Food issue. That was completely TW’s doing. COMPLETELY.

Do NOT let her fool you into thinking it was me. You know me, I’m perfectly happy not to eat any dinner at all.

TW’s fault. Completely.

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Don’t drink the kool-aid

I don’t care how much you want to, how good your boss swears it will taste. Don’t do it. Do NOT drink the kool-aid. And for you older folks, watch out for the Jell-o, too.

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Updated: I have not been asked to “drink the kool-aid” – all is well with me. Just wanted to provide a reminder for those of you who ARE being asked to “drink the kool-aid”. 🙂

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My tolerance is low…

I am subscribed to about 500 blogs. I may not read them all, entirely (especially if they do not provide full feeds) but I do skim them all. Everyday. I don’t love all of these blogs. Some of them I actually hate. Some of them I subscribe to for “work” and others because everyone else subscribes to them – and if I don’t subscribe then I’m sort of out of the loop. I hate being out of the loop. Quite a few of the bloggers are very different from me – politically and socially. I tend to enjoy those bloggers the most. They’re interesting, even if they make me crazy with their opinions or their manner of presenting their opinions. Why am I telling you this? Because generally speaking, my tolerance for other points of view is pretty high. There is one thing I just cannot stomach…

“I need a wife.”

I really hate it when people say that. I really hate it when people blog that. I really hate it when people put that in an email.

“I need a wife” is usually followed by a laundry list of reasons why a wife would make this person’s life better. The items on the list are generally related to house work, cooking, managing children, laundry – you know, all of those things the patriarchy has insisted women are responsible for.

My tolerance for this type of blogging is so low that I unsubscribed from what is otherwise a fairly innocuous and sometimes helpful blog about blogging. A blog I’ve actually linked to in the past and one I’ve sent links from in an effort to help other people learn about blogging or improve their blogging.

I’m sure her post was intended to be amusing. To me it was just offensive – more offensive than being damned three times in the first paragraph by a conservative Christian blogger, (which is something I see every day – over and over again.) So offensive that I’ve unsubscribed.

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They make me crazy

I think I spent my entire Tuesday on the phone. I made my last phone call around 7:30 last night and decided I should extend my phone day by calling Jenn to see how her drive to Charlotte had gone – and to see what plans she and my mother had made for her visit. It’s a good thing I called.

Jenn had not called her grandmother because “I was waiting for her to call me. And besides, I don’t have her phone number.” Umm hello! Grandma is old, you should not rely on her to call YOU. And also you’ve known you were going to Charlotte for ages, if you didn’t have her phone number why didn’t you ask? Geez, the kid does this stuff just to make me crazy.

So I gave Jenn the number and instructed her to hang up the phone and call her immediately. Apparently she did because I got an email from my mother shortly afterwards with a plea for birthday related help. Because my mother is also trying to make me crazy.

My mother thought Jenn was only in Charlotte for one day, Monday. So she mailed Jenn’s birthday gift to her home on Monday afternoon, leaving her with no gift to present when they see each other. (And anyone who has grandchildren, particular granddaughters born in August, knows they do not see the child empty handed. That just would not do.)

Michelle and I brainstormed gift ideas and I called my mother, who did not answer. She returned my call shortly afterwards and informed me that besides thinking Jenn was only going to be in town for one day, she did not have Jenn’s number to call and arrange a dinner. Geez.

I think I’m getting everyone in my family an address book and I’m going to gift it to them with all of the addresses and phone numbers already filled in. And, when we all gather together at Christmas I’m going to confiscate everyone’s cell phone and enter all of the phone numbers, email addresses and addresses into the phones.

My family is crazy and they are making ME crazy.

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Cat Fight at Walmart

Maybe it isn’t college students who are dumb. Maybe it’s everyone in this town. I’ve seen 4 car accidents in 24 hours. Someone followed the neighbor home and cursed her out for running a red light or turning on a red light or something. People are running across highways (not just the incident yesterday, there were more today). And there was a cat fight at Walmart this evening.

TW and I were at Walmart searching for a certain cupcake topper we need for a certain someone who is having a big day on Friday. We thought we could easily find this at Walmart so we ran in there after work. (well actually we ran in there after we ran into Backyard Burger after work)

We were talking about students being back and promoting fighting in a Top 5 party school town when this young woman starts screaming BITCH as we walk past. No, I didn’t know her and she wasn’t talking to me. (Some of you were sure she was talking to me, you can admit it.) She was with another young woman and I thought they were playing around, name calling the way teens and young adults do. All of a sudden the chick takes off running down the aisle, screaming BITCH over and over again. TW and I were still walking and we glance down the aisle, both of us really thinking teens are idiots and we see they really ARE idiots. They are beating the hell out of each other. And everyone is standing there watching.

TW and I just kept on walking, shaking our heads. We glanced down the next aisle and see a very shell shocked older woman, a Walmart employee, obviously trying to decide what to do with these girls. TW and I just kept on walking, shaking our heads some more.

As we were leaving, not having found the item we were sure any Walmart would have, we saw one of the young women bleeding all over the women’s clothing while a couple of store employees tried to patch her up.

Insanity. Who was it that decided Gainesville is the number one place to live in the US? Have they actually visited this town?

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Our Future is in Their Hands?

I took Michelle to get her books for this semester and then we ran over to Burrito Brothers to grab her paycheck. Students are back so of course there was no parking in the tiny little lot, I squeezed into half of a space on 14th and sat with the car running. Michelle came out quickly and I pulled out onto 14th, made a right into pretty heavy mid-day traffic onto University.

“Students are back.” I said. The traffic was murder and there were kids all over the place. You have to be pretty mindful of what they’re doing because you never know when they are going to decide they need to be on the other side of University Ave (a very busy 4 lane road).

So Michelle and I were talking about how many hours she had worked last week. I moved to the left lane as soon as I had a chance and was going between 30 and 35, did I mention the traffic was heavy?

I’m approaching a green light when out of the corner of my left eye I see some flash of movement.

“What the….” BAM. I instinctively put on my breaks and watched a college student (male) get hit by a small silver car.

He decided he could run across four lanes of traffic, cars going 30-40 miles per hour would of course slam on their brakes as he darted across the street. And they did, but he still got hit. And then tried to get back up and keep running. Which is why when Michelle said “Mom, the light’s green.” I ignored her and watched just in case he decided to keep on running.

What in the hell is wrong with these kids. I know, I rant about this every year, but it’s getting worse. Crossing against not only the crosswalk light but the traffic light. Crossing University wherever it suits them to cross. U-turns at the drop of a hat in areas where a u-turn is less than safe. I just don’t get it.

Take this young man for instance. Did he go home, or to whatever bar he was obviously headed to, and think about what would have happened if his parents had gotten a call on the first week back to school saying “your son was hit by a car”…. or did he go back to his room or to Burrito Brothers for a late lunch and wonder how the driver of that car would have felt if he had not been able to hit his brakes quickly enough to prevent serious injury – or if the cars behind it would not have been able to stop, causing a chain reaction that certainly would have caused him more injury.

Do 20 somethings stop to think about anything at all? I’m beginning to doubt it.

To the person driving the silver car – good job hitting your brakes and avoiding what could have been a very serious injury to this kid. I hope to goodness he apologized and he thanked you for paying attention.

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