Right now my dinner arriving would make me really, really, really, really happy.
It's almost 8:30 and I am sitting in a stupid hotel room in Philadelphia. Which, if you know me, is one of my least favorite places to travel. It's dark. It's raining. I don't know where I am, and I refuse to go out...so, I'm waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
I've come to the realization that it might be time to change jobs. I don't enjoy my job. On top of that, I'm actually not very good at it. I'm finding a lot of things very frustrating and shady, and I'm just not into shadiness. I feel isolated. I no longer trust my boss, and if you can't trust your boss then who can you trust? Working from home is not all it's cracked up to be. I miss having friends at work. I miss leaving the house. I think that I am depressed, and working from home is certainly not helping. I think I need to leave the house and have human interaction everyday. Yes, I see Marc everyday, but not for very long since we have opposite schedules. And, I need to see people other than Marc. The problem is that I would be giving up a lot of good benefits, and I'm debating on if that is the right choice or not. I'm feeling that obviously all of this material benefits are not all that, if they were I would be happy, and they aren't making me happy. But, they do make things easier.
On top of that, I hate the travel. I don't think hate is strong enough of a word for how I feel about it. And, I dread the travel. When I have a trip coming up (a trip that involves a flight and spending nights some where...) I dread it from the moment it is booked. I then count the time down until I get to go home. And then start dreading the next trip. Right now, I'm in Philly dreading going to Detroit.
The next obstacle is that obviously this isn't a very good job market. There are zero jobs listed any where in my field. I'm fine with changing fields. I just don't feel that I'm qualified to do anything. Anything else that is.
Going back to school would be an option, but with this job that would be virtually impossible since I travel and my schedule is not consistent from week to week. Plus, I'm sort of into instant gratification, and going back to school would not give me that.
I'm also sort of stuck with location. Right now, I'm probably looking at an hour commute to get to Indy...and I'm not sure I'm feeling that.
I just don't know what to do, but something needs to change because this isn't cutting it.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
People are Jerks.
So...you're wondering (probably not), has the money issue been resolved? The answer is a very loud emphatic NO.
I haven't spoken a word to them since we returned from our vacation. Marc has spoken to them, he's hung out with his friend several times since then. They've discussed the situation, and right after our return when this conversation took place the friend, K, said that he felt really bad and he became really upset that I was upset (seriously, like you didn't have a clue that might possibly happen....?). I now just feel that was a load of crap, and quite honestly, if I don't talk to these people again I am fine with it. We didn't have a strong friendship to start with, we were building a friendship, and this incident says so much about their character I no longer feel inclined to build a friendship. I'm done. That's not how you treat people. We weren't at a level of friendship where I feel they should even feel comfortable asking to borrow money from me, let alone what they have done now.
As I said, I haven't spoken a word to them since we returned. I would think that if someone felt really bad and was really that upset that they hurt someone and made them angry they would want to apologize. These people haven't. I live about two minutes away from them. They haven't called, sent a text message, written a note or stopped by. And, you know, actions are stronger than words and all of that.
They have been paid three times since we have returned (I might add, that Marc and K work at the same place, I KNOW when he gets paid), and I have been paid once. My math skills suck and all, but even I can tell that doesn't equal out. Seriously? You feel SOOOOO bad about it, and you can't stick to the payment plan that YOU suggested? The one time that I was paid I feel was really only because Marc asked. He was told that he could come over and get the money. Really? You can't even bring it to me...he has to go get it from you?
The fact that it now seems we're going to have to bring this up after every pay check is beyond frustrating. Seriously? You KNOW you got paid. You know that you owe me money. Do you really think that I'm going to forget. I'm not. I feel the lack of effort to make this up says a whole lot, and I just don't want to be friends with someone who feels that they can take advantage of me and not have the decency to own up to their actions, make things right, or apologize.
I don't understand what goes through people's minds sometimes. What ever it is, it's wrong. Who takes a vacation when they don't have any money to do so and just assumes someone else will fund it for you? It wasn't as though they needed to borrow money because they needed an operation, it was a trip to Floida. If you can't afford it you just don't go. At least rational people don't . Jerks go any way.
I'm now starting to get angry at Marc. He's been handling this because I told him that if he didn't do the talking I would, and I would not be nice. He's offered to pay me back multiple times, and that just isn't the point. If he paid me back, I would not be any less angry or ask about it any less. I know that he would not ask them for the money if it was him that was owed, he would just let them take their sweet time paying him back...if it's me, he at least asks sometimes...so I'm leaving it as is. The fact is that if this situation were reversed and one of my friends screwed him over my friend and I would have already had words. And, if the situation were at the point where this is now, we would have had words again. I get that this is his best friend and that it's difficult, but in my opinion the fact that it is his best friend just makes it worse and makes them even lower than before. I feel they're taking advatage of him and their friendship as well. And that's crappy.
Why is it that when someone does something shady to you, YOU feel bad bringing it up? Calling them out on their actions? The situation is uncomfortable, but THEY made it that way.
What ever.
I was really trying to build a friendship with these people. People who I had zero in common with, completely because they were so close to Marc. At one point during the trip I actually considered telling them to just pay for the rental car, and we would be good. Then they did this. Now all I think of is what the heck were you doing buying souvenirs for your family, for yourselves, why I am hearing about you being at the tavern multiple times a week, why did you call last week and invite us to go shopping with you when you owe me a ton of cash? It's really not okay.
It's just not really a good week. I'm frustrated, and unhappy, and just done with a lot of things. Done. Done. Done.
I haven't spoken a word to them since we returned from our vacation. Marc has spoken to them, he's hung out with his friend several times since then. They've discussed the situation, and right after our return when this conversation took place the friend, K, said that he felt really bad and he became really upset that I was upset (seriously, like you didn't have a clue that might possibly happen....?). I now just feel that was a load of crap, and quite honestly, if I don't talk to these people again I am fine with it. We didn't have a strong friendship to start with, we were building a friendship, and this incident says so much about their character I no longer feel inclined to build a friendship. I'm done. That's not how you treat people. We weren't at a level of friendship where I feel they should even feel comfortable asking to borrow money from me, let alone what they have done now.
As I said, I haven't spoken a word to them since we returned. I would think that if someone felt really bad and was really that upset that they hurt someone and made them angry they would want to apologize. These people haven't. I live about two minutes away from them. They haven't called, sent a text message, written a note or stopped by. And, you know, actions are stronger than words and all of that.
They have been paid three times since we have returned (I might add, that Marc and K work at the same place, I KNOW when he gets paid), and I have been paid once. My math skills suck and all, but even I can tell that doesn't equal out. Seriously? You feel SOOOOO bad about it, and you can't stick to the payment plan that YOU suggested? The one time that I was paid I feel was really only because Marc asked. He was told that he could come over and get the money. Really? You can't even bring it to me...he has to go get it from you?
The fact that it now seems we're going to have to bring this up after every pay check is beyond frustrating. Seriously? You KNOW you got paid. You know that you owe me money. Do you really think that I'm going to forget. I'm not. I feel the lack of effort to make this up says a whole lot, and I just don't want to be friends with someone who feels that they can take advantage of me and not have the decency to own up to their actions, make things right, or apologize.
I don't understand what goes through people's minds sometimes. What ever it is, it's wrong. Who takes a vacation when they don't have any money to do so and just assumes someone else will fund it for you? It wasn't as though they needed to borrow money because they needed an operation, it was a trip to Floida. If you can't afford it you just don't go. At least rational people don't . Jerks go any way.
I'm now starting to get angry at Marc. He's been handling this because I told him that if he didn't do the talking I would, and I would not be nice. He's offered to pay me back multiple times, and that just isn't the point. If he paid me back, I would not be any less angry or ask about it any less. I know that he would not ask them for the money if it was him that was owed, he would just let them take their sweet time paying him back...if it's me, he at least asks sometimes...so I'm leaving it as is. The fact is that if this situation were reversed and one of my friends screwed him over my friend and I would have already had words. And, if the situation were at the point where this is now, we would have had words again. I get that this is his best friend and that it's difficult, but in my opinion the fact that it is his best friend just makes it worse and makes them even lower than before. I feel they're taking advatage of him and their friendship as well. And that's crappy.
Why is it that when someone does something shady to you, YOU feel bad bringing it up? Calling them out on their actions? The situation is uncomfortable, but THEY made it that way.
What ever.
I was really trying to build a friendship with these people. People who I had zero in common with, completely because they were so close to Marc. At one point during the trip I actually considered telling them to just pay for the rental car, and we would be good. Then they did this. Now all I think of is what the heck were you doing buying souvenirs for your family, for yourselves, why I am hearing about you being at the tavern multiple times a week, why did you call last week and invite us to go shopping with you when you owe me a ton of cash? It's really not okay.
It's just not really a good week. I'm frustrated, and unhappy, and just done with a lot of things. Done. Done. Done.
Friday, August 14, 2009
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Can someone who knows me please explain exactly what it is about me that says "If you want to take a vacation, but can't quite afford it, go with Amie, she will front you until you can come up with the money!". I actually thought I've been quite vocal in my annoyance at that happening before, I've shared the story, in fact, I've shared the story with the new parties involved, but it didn't appear to sink in. Apparently, what ever it is about me that says "If you want to take a vacation, but can't quite afford it, go with Amie, she will front you until you can come up with the money!" is way stronger than anything else that I actually have vocalized.
Currently, I am sitting in a beautiful condo right on the ocean in Florida on the 22nd floor and I am so seething angry I cannot even go sit on my balcony to enjoy the view. Well, I also can't go because there isn't wireless internet and the cable won't reach the balcony.
This trip was planned weeks and weeks and weeks ago. The dollar amount was discussed multiple times before anything was booked. I booked the condo at the end of June and paid for it in the beginning of July. And by paid for it I mean with a check, not a credit card...there was no grace period. The rental car was discussed, the dollar amount was discussed, and I paid for it on MY credit card. I'm not sure what about this was difficult to understand...just because something is paid for on a credit card does not mean that you have eternity to pay it off, it's not a free ride, paying it off during that billing cycle is sort of important otherwise the cost just goes up. And, when something is paid for with a check, there is NO GRACE PERIOD. This was all stated, although a little nicer than how it's typed above.
I was asked before we left it would be okay if I were given some money ahead of time and the rest when we returned, and I was fine with that. Only it didn't happen. Last night the guy from the other couple asked me if it would be okay if he and his wife paid me $50 each from their pay checks until it was paid off. I said okay. Now, you might be going "well, why the heck did you say okay?!?!?!"? I'll explain. This couple is my boyfriend's best friend in the world. It was obvious as this conversation took place that there was not an alternative, saying 'no, that's not okay' would not have accomplished anything because they obviously did not have the cash to hand over to me. Starting a disagreement with people that you have to spend the next day with and drive with for twelve plus hours on the way home would not be the ideal situation. It can be discussed later, but now isn't good.
My annoyance is that first of all, why in the heck would someone just assume that I have the cash to back their vacation? What about me says that I do? Secondly, why in the heck did this conversation take place DURING the vacation? Obviously the other couple knew well before mid-trip that they didn't have the cash available, wouldn't you mention it before hand? And, thirdly, if you want to make payments out of your paycheck every week, why the heck didn't you start that BEFORE we left, not after we return?
Let me also state that I did not want to go to Florida in August. I did not want this other couple to go on vacation with us, I wanted a vacation with Marc and I by ourselves. I also did not want to front this trip for them, but apparently I just don't get what I want. (Shut up, you're on vacation in Florida...I KNOW!).
And, while I'm complaining I'll also throw this out there....I spent hours and hours of time, and had the assistance of a friend in locating this condo. *I* found it. I checked condo after condo looking for the perfect one. The contribution of the other couple in the search for where to go in Florida was "Where ever is cheaper", because I'm a freaking travel agent and have the time and resources to look at every city and location in the entire state and figure out where the cheapest place to travel is. I booked the condo. I paid for the condo. We get inside, they waltz into the master bedroom and declare "We would like to have this room!". Really? You want the master bedroom with the view of the ocean? With the kink sized bed? With the private attached huge bathroom? Really? You want that? You don't want the tiny other bedroom with the double bed and small not so private bathroom and the crappy view? Really? Of course, take it...that's fine, I'll pay for your trip AND give you the good bedroom. (Marc actually told them that was fine they could have that room. I said we could switch half way through. Marc didn't see the big deal. Until we switched last night...now he gets it). I also see that "where ever is cheapest" should have been a clue, but when things are discussed MULTIPLE times and NO ONE indicates that price was a problem how in the heck should I know that it is?
Seriously.
Okay, I'm finished now. Venting here will allow the next couple of days to go by peacefully. I hope.
Cheers!
Currently, I am sitting in a beautiful condo right on the ocean in Florida on the 22nd floor and I am so seething angry I cannot even go sit on my balcony to enjoy the view. Well, I also can't go because there isn't wireless internet and the cable won't reach the balcony.
This trip was planned weeks and weeks and weeks ago. The dollar amount was discussed multiple times before anything was booked. I booked the condo at the end of June and paid for it in the beginning of July. And by paid for it I mean with a check, not a credit card...there was no grace period. The rental car was discussed, the dollar amount was discussed, and I paid for it on MY credit card. I'm not sure what about this was difficult to understand...just because something is paid for on a credit card does not mean that you have eternity to pay it off, it's not a free ride, paying it off during that billing cycle is sort of important otherwise the cost just goes up. And, when something is paid for with a check, there is NO GRACE PERIOD. This was all stated, although a little nicer than how it's typed above.
I was asked before we left it would be okay if I were given some money ahead of time and the rest when we returned, and I was fine with that. Only it didn't happen. Last night the guy from the other couple asked me if it would be okay if he and his wife paid me $50 each from their pay checks until it was paid off. I said okay. Now, you might be going "well, why the heck did you say okay?!?!?!"? I'll explain. This couple is my boyfriend's best friend in the world. It was obvious as this conversation took place that there was not an alternative, saying 'no, that's not okay' would not have accomplished anything because they obviously did not have the cash to hand over to me. Starting a disagreement with people that you have to spend the next day with and drive with for twelve plus hours on the way home would not be the ideal situation. It can be discussed later, but now isn't good.
My annoyance is that first of all, why in the heck would someone just assume that I have the cash to back their vacation? What about me says that I do? Secondly, why in the heck did this conversation take place DURING the vacation? Obviously the other couple knew well before mid-trip that they didn't have the cash available, wouldn't you mention it before hand? And, thirdly, if you want to make payments out of your paycheck every week, why the heck didn't you start that BEFORE we left, not after we return?
Let me also state that I did not want to go to Florida in August. I did not want this other couple to go on vacation with us, I wanted a vacation with Marc and I by ourselves. I also did not want to front this trip for them, but apparently I just don't get what I want. (Shut up, you're on vacation in Florida...I KNOW!).
And, while I'm complaining I'll also throw this out there....I spent hours and hours of time, and had the assistance of a friend in locating this condo. *I* found it. I checked condo after condo looking for the perfect one. The contribution of the other couple in the search for where to go in Florida was "Where ever is cheaper", because I'm a freaking travel agent and have the time and resources to look at every city and location in the entire state and figure out where the cheapest place to travel is. I booked the condo. I paid for the condo. We get inside, they waltz into the master bedroom and declare "We would like to have this room!". Really? You want the master bedroom with the view of the ocean? With the kink sized bed? With the private attached huge bathroom? Really? You want that? You don't want the tiny other bedroom with the double bed and small not so private bathroom and the crappy view? Really? Of course, take it...that's fine, I'll pay for your trip AND give you the good bedroom. (Marc actually told them that was fine they could have that room. I said we could switch half way through. Marc didn't see the big deal. Until we switched last night...now he gets it). I also see that "where ever is cheapest" should have been a clue, but when things are discussed MULTIPLE times and NO ONE indicates that price was a problem how in the heck should I know that it is?
Seriously.
Okay, I'm finished now. Venting here will allow the next couple of days to go by peacefully. I hope.
Cheers!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I need some more sweet tea...
So...allergies have been kicking my butt all week. Today I can actually talk. Which is a plus because for the past two days I really couldn't. Not only was my voice practically nonexistent...talking brought on coughing, coughing brought on a sore throat, which went back to the not being able to talk. Strangely enough, the allergy reaction put a stop to the ache in my back that has been going on for the past few months after I sleep on a mattress for more than four or five hours. Goodbye back ache, hello sore throat. I'm not sure which I would take if I actually got to choose.
Yesterday I called to cancel my electricity from my apartment. Yeah, I'm that quick at doing things. For some reason, I thought the apartment complex took care of that...and I was wrong. Duke Energy has a very helpful automated menu that asked twelve hundred questions from my account number, to the day I wanted service stopped to the name of my pets. When I finally got a human on the phone I figured everything would be right there in front of him, and he would know exactly what I needed and all of the details. And I was wrong. So...Duke Energy, I ask you, WTF is the automated system for because it didn't speed up my call, it ssssllllloooowwweeeddd it down? Is it really necessary for me to answer questions twice? Is it a test to see if the answers match? The CSR on the phone apparently was unable to access the twelve hundred questions it just asked, and I had to squeek them out again. I guess thank goodness for lack of a voice because the dude evidently felt sorry for me and just did what I asked without any other crap. Of course, this was the electric company, and I moved...it wasn't like there was another service he could push.
We're finally a stop closer to having a room addition. We're working on getting a loan to fund the project, and, due to the economy things have changed. Who knew what we were missing out on? Say goodbye to the days of construction loans that you could get money to fund your entire project...they aren't offerred any more. As for home equity loans, say goodbye to the days when you could borrow 95% of what your house is worth...it is now 70% (down from 75%, which it was two days ago...). It is supposed to take two to three weeks to get everything worked out with the bank, and hopefully while that is being done we can finalize things with our contractor (we've narrowed it down to two...), and get started. Hello new kitchen...hello countertop space...and my two favorite things, hello dishwasher and hello washing machine, you can finally come back home. I never thought things on my wish list would be a washing machine and a dishwasher. Apparently, I'm old. Or domesticated, I'm not sure which...but neither really sounds good.
And, lastly...hey, Dish Network...it's Thursday, and it's almost 8:00. Even though it's sunny outside I expect that you're working out some way to screw up Survivor for me this week. Or, maybe you're truly evil and you're just going to wait until the finale on Sunday to pull something. You suck.
Cheers!
Yesterday I called to cancel my electricity from my apartment. Yeah, I'm that quick at doing things. For some reason, I thought the apartment complex took care of that...and I was wrong. Duke Energy has a very helpful automated menu that asked twelve hundred questions from my account number, to the day I wanted service stopped to the name of my pets. When I finally got a human on the phone I figured everything would be right there in front of him, and he would know exactly what I needed and all of the details. And I was wrong. So...Duke Energy, I ask you, WTF is the automated system for because it didn't speed up my call, it ssssllllloooowwweeeddd it down? Is it really necessary for me to answer questions twice? Is it a test to see if the answers match? The CSR on the phone apparently was unable to access the twelve hundred questions it just asked, and I had to squeek them out again. I guess thank goodness for lack of a voice because the dude evidently felt sorry for me and just did what I asked without any other crap. Of course, this was the electric company, and I moved...it wasn't like there was another service he could push.
We're finally a stop closer to having a room addition. We're working on getting a loan to fund the project, and, due to the economy things have changed. Who knew what we were missing out on? Say goodbye to the days of construction loans that you could get money to fund your entire project...they aren't offerred any more. As for home equity loans, say goodbye to the days when you could borrow 95% of what your house is worth...it is now 70% (down from 75%, which it was two days ago...). It is supposed to take two to three weeks to get everything worked out with the bank, and hopefully while that is being done we can finalize things with our contractor (we've narrowed it down to two...), and get started. Hello new kitchen...hello countertop space...and my two favorite things, hello dishwasher and hello washing machine, you can finally come back home. I never thought things on my wish list would be a washing machine and a dishwasher. Apparently, I'm old. Or domesticated, I'm not sure which...but neither really sounds good.
And, lastly...hey, Dish Network...it's Thursday, and it's almost 8:00. Even though it's sunny outside I expect that you're working out some way to screw up Survivor for me this week. Or, maybe you're truly evil and you're just going to wait until the finale on Sunday to pull something. You suck.
Cheers!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I want a new iPod Touch....
Dear Dish Network:
Let me start by saying that initially I loved you. You brought me things that Comcast could not (or, really, stopped bringing me, they too used to offer these things)...The Real Housewives, Project Runway, Top Design, Millionaire Matchmaker, Flipping Out and 90210 (the ORIGINAL, not the new...). I loved you, Dish Network...I looked forward to the day when I would be living in the house with you, and not just visiting you occasionally to have you tease me with the channels I could not view. I loved your DVR with countless hours of recording, by far superior to my puny Panasonic Showstopper which could only hold a 20 hours of programming, you held 100. Finally, the day came that I moved in with Marc and I could enjoy you for all of my tv viewing. I caught up seasons of shows that I had missed...The Real Housewives of Orange County, The Real Housewives of New York, Project Runway, Top Design...and still you had hours to record new shows. You were the most amazing thing ever.
Last week everything changed.
It was raining.
And...five minutes into Survivor a horrible thing happened.
You stopped working.
Sure, that had happened before....but never in the middle of something as important as Survivor. Instead of being able to see what Sierra's fate was, I could just see a message that said something like "Please don't call. We are aware of the problem and are working to correct it. You can continue viewing a non-local channel". What? What? What? Then it came to be time for Hell's Kitchen...and you still weren't working. I grew disappointed with you. But, as I caught up on The Real Housewives of New York I forgave you, I forgot about your errors. I knew you wouldn't do it again.
Here it is Survivor night...I wait until 8:40 to start watching so that I can skip through the commercials. I sit back and start the episode and about 8 minutes something horrible happens...right in the middle of the auction it ends. I will never see what what's his name purchased with his $160 because it ended. And the message reaapeared...don't call, we're aware of the problem, watch another channel...blah blah blah.
I look outside. Perhaps I was just unaware of the thunderstorm or the tornado that was outside that must have caused the satellite to allow me to watch survivor. Nothing. Completely clear and calm.
So, Dish Network, WTF? I don't want to watch another channel, I wanted to watch CBS. I WANT to call and yell at you, and if you do this again that's what's going to happen.
Are you doing this on purpose?
Are you teasing me? Because it just seems to coincidental that you stop working right after Survivor begins. This has to be done on purpose. Just know, it isn't funny.
Is this a challenge to see if I can now navigate my way to the CBS website to watch the episode online without seeing who was kicked off?
All I know is that our love affair is over. I now hate you, Dish Network. Keep it up and I'll be leaving you for your enemy, Direct TV.
Let me start by saying that initially I loved you. You brought me things that Comcast could not (or, really, stopped bringing me, they too used to offer these things)...The Real Housewives, Project Runway, Top Design, Millionaire Matchmaker, Flipping Out and 90210 (the ORIGINAL, not the new...). I loved you, Dish Network...I looked forward to the day when I would be living in the house with you, and not just visiting you occasionally to have you tease me with the channels I could not view. I loved your DVR with countless hours of recording, by far superior to my puny Panasonic Showstopper which could only hold a 20 hours of programming, you held 100. Finally, the day came that I moved in with Marc and I could enjoy you for all of my tv viewing. I caught up seasons of shows that I had missed...The Real Housewives of Orange County, The Real Housewives of New York, Project Runway, Top Design...and still you had hours to record new shows. You were the most amazing thing ever.
Last week everything changed.
It was raining.
And...five minutes into Survivor a horrible thing happened.
You stopped working.
Sure, that had happened before....but never in the middle of something as important as Survivor. Instead of being able to see what Sierra's fate was, I could just see a message that said something like "Please don't call. We are aware of the problem and are working to correct it. You can continue viewing a non-local channel". What? What? What? Then it came to be time for Hell's Kitchen...and you still weren't working. I grew disappointed with you. But, as I caught up on The Real Housewives of New York I forgave you, I forgot about your errors. I knew you wouldn't do it again.
Here it is Survivor night...I wait until 8:40 to start watching so that I can skip through the commercials. I sit back and start the episode and about 8 minutes something horrible happens...right in the middle of the auction it ends. I will never see what what's his name purchased with his $160 because it ended. And the message reaapeared...don't call, we're aware of the problem, watch another channel...blah blah blah.
I look outside. Perhaps I was just unaware of the thunderstorm or the tornado that was outside that must have caused the satellite to allow me to watch survivor. Nothing. Completely clear and calm.
So, Dish Network, WTF? I don't want to watch another channel, I wanted to watch CBS. I WANT to call and yell at you, and if you do this again that's what's going to happen.
Are you doing this on purpose?
Are you teasing me? Because it just seems to coincidental that you stop working right after Survivor begins. This has to be done on purpose. Just know, it isn't funny.
Is this a challenge to see if I can now navigate my way to the CBS website to watch the episode online without seeing who was kicked off?
All I know is that our love affair is over. I now hate you, Dish Network. Keep it up and I'll be leaving you for your enemy, Direct TV.
Friday, April 24, 2009
I'm going to lunch tomorrow...but I don't know where...
Here's a traveling tip for you when flying. Always shave your armpits. Okay, let me correct myself. Here's a traveling tip for the ladies when flying. If you do forget, I hope you're not unfortunate enough to be wearing a tank top with a hoodie. Cuz when you go through security you're going to have to take that hoodie off. Male security cards seem to think they're jackets...and I just don't agree. It's a hoodie. It's part of my outfit, not outerware. But, what ever, you're going to have to take it off. You might think you're safe because you can just leave your arms down for those few moments you're without it. And, you might be wrong. Because if they make you go through the special security air blowing thingy you will have to lift your arms. That's awesome. Lifting your arms for ten seconds while everyone else going through security is staring at you. And your pits.
Here's another traveling tip for you. Well, for those of you who travel on I-465 in Indy. If you're driving on 465 and you suddenly come upon a group of cars (otherwise known as a wolfpack...there's a drivers ed term for you) that are going the speed limit, 55MPH, slow the hell down. There's a 99% chance they are doing so because there is a police car nearby. Don't be the jackass that has to try to weave through the traffic riding the butt of the car in front of you to display your impatience. We're all impatient. We're also smarter than you.
Here's a home remodeling tip for you...before you select a new bathroom floor go to all of the stores first. Don't go buy one, arrange for an install, and then come back an hour later to return it. Not that I've done that, I'm just letting you know to go see all of your options first. It's the smart thing to do. Otherwise you might feel foolish returning said bathroom floor. Maybe. Then again, I have a friend who once returned a house, so anything will seem minor to that.
Cheers!
Here's another traveling tip for you. Well, for those of you who travel on I-465 in Indy. If you're driving on 465 and you suddenly come upon a group of cars (otherwise known as a wolfpack...there's a drivers ed term for you) that are going the speed limit, 55MPH, slow the hell down. There's a 99% chance they are doing so because there is a police car nearby. Don't be the jackass that has to try to weave through the traffic riding the butt of the car in front of you to display your impatience. We're all impatient. We're also smarter than you.
Here's a home remodeling tip for you...before you select a new bathroom floor go to all of the stores first. Don't go buy one, arrange for an install, and then come back an hour later to return it. Not that I've done that, I'm just letting you know to go see all of your options first. It's the smart thing to do. Otherwise you might feel foolish returning said bathroom floor. Maybe. Then again, I have a friend who once returned a house, so anything will seem minor to that.
Cheers!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
My eighth move in thirteen years....
So...I've packed all of my food (the non-cold non-frozen food of course). I figured since I've packed all of my pots and pans it was useless any way (ha...like I USED pots and pans to prepare food). I stopped at Kroger's last night because I needed a breakfast food that could go in the car with me. I opted for PopTarts and cake. The cake wasn't for the car, the cake was because I wanted cake. And...yes, I'm aware it's still Lent, and I gave up sweets, and therefore I shouldn't be eating either of those things, but I received my Girl Scout cookies from Lynn, and that was it. I failed. Again. Any way, I went to the self check out at Kroger's since I only had two items (really I didn't want the cashier to judge my horrible eating habits...I would have had to grab a can of corn to feel better and I couldn't do that since all of the food is packed). At Kroger they have these machines that sometimes will print out coupons while your receipt is printing. Usually they are for something you bought. Yesterday mine was for Lean Cuisine. Thanks, Kroger's, I'm already aware.
I was waiting for Marc to get dressed for work the other day. He appears in the brown suit that is his new uniform and is covered in cat hair. He comments that he didn't know where it came from since he came home, took it off, and laid it out for the next day (it came from my sofa, where he had sat the night before...before going home to lay it out for the next day...). He then commented that he wished he had a hook to hang it up with. A hook on the wall where he could just hang it up and it would be ready for the next day, cat hair and wrinkle free. I was very excited to let him know that there already was such a hook, right there in his own house...an amazing hook that would allow him to hang that suit up every day, keeping it cat hair free...
I was waiting for Marc to get dressed for work the other day. He appears in the brown suit that is his new uniform and is covered in cat hair. He comments that he didn't know where it came from since he came home, took it off, and laid it out for the next day (it came from my sofa, where he had sat the night before...before going home to lay it out for the next day...). He then commented that he wished he had a hook to hang it up with. A hook on the wall where he could just hang it up and it would be ready for the next day, cat hair and wrinkle free. I was very excited to let him know that there already was such a hook, right there in his own house...an amazing hook that would allow him to hang that suit up every day, keeping it cat hair free...
Cheers!
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