Thursday, March 25, 2010
Yesterday and today have consisted of enough tiny frustrations that I simply have to vent. As the late George Carlin used to do, I'm gonna give you a list in rant form of SHIT THAT PISSES ME OFF. :)
First of all, lets start out with what's on TV and Radio:
*The Vice President's F-Bomb slip up. Get it right, people, it wasn't a "slip up." He meant to say it and meant what he said. The Health Care Bill and its passing IS a "big f%#$&ng deal!" We can't forget that though he's a soulless politician like the rest of them, he IS still somewhat human. Stop freaking out! It's not that deep!
*The craze of SEX ADDICTION that's hit Hollywood. Tiger Woods and Jesse James have been hailed as addicts of sex due to their several indiscretions outside of their marriages. Don't be fooled. Notice that the women that they've been "linked" to have all been model quality women. A REAL addict would sleep with meat grinder if it meant getting off when the urge strikes! These men aren't Sex Addicts, ladies and gentlemen, they're simply UNFAITHFUL DOGS!
Now to real life stuff:
*When you're waiting for an elevator, and the door opens, and there's PEOPLE INSIDE...let them get out first before getting on! I don't care how big of a hurry you happen to be in, the time space continuum will collapse and the earth's crust won't displace if your fat ass isn't down in the cafeteria by 11:02 EXACTLY!
*Do not sit down at a restaurant or go to a coffee bar and simply say, "What's good?" What's good...let's see here...Oh, I know: Time Management and Decisive Action! If you were REALLY that hungry/thirsty, you'd already be sifting through the menu for something that would make your mouth water instead of asking stupid questions to which the answer is either EVERYTHING or NOTHING. Ugh!
Well, that's it for today. Enjoy. :)
Whew, I feel better!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I growled at someone today...I will repeat that...I GROWLED at someone today. Now, just to make sure my grandma doesn't scold me on Blogspot, this person did not actually HEAR the growl.
This person is a repeat offender of the constantly picky order, every day bad attitude, and no tip...EVER. I don't expect tips, just to throw it out there, but I enjoy them quite a bit. Let's just say I don't turn them down! However, I think it goes without saying, if I have to put up with this crotchity ol' doctor's Holier-Than-Thou complex and piss poor social skills, I SHOULD GET A LIL EXTRA ON THE SIDE FOR IT! They pay me to make drinks, take money, and smile...they don't pay me ENOUGH to deal with rabid doctors and nurses..of which there are many!
They're not that smart here either, and that scares me. I had a nurse the other day ask me if the items on my FRAPPE menu were the same as FRAPPACCINOS...yeah, I know..."are you Frappe's the same thing as Frappaccinos?" Hmmmm...I should have just messed with her and ask if she drinks them in from the cafe or the bottle! But, once again, I was being tolerant. Not a very Petty type trait more often than not, wouldn't you agree?
The fact that that person has a needle and medications at her disposal should terrify even the most rugged of patients!
Oh well, just another day in paradise! Ugh...
Monday, March 22, 2010
That's right, I said it! BIKINI SEASON.
If that doesn't strike angst into the heart of every woman, I don't know what would...other than tax season. It's a time when women unite in their struggle to get rid of the fluff that has developed over the last two seasons of gorging and gluttony. There are some who go the au natural approach and just start free running the sidewalks. I would do this, but ask any doctor and they'll say it's hell on your knees. Then there's the all too infamous GYM MEMBERSHIP...expensive and inconveniently optional. Why go out of my way to work out with a bunch of other gluttons whom I've never met when I could be sitting at home practicing my religion of preference: March Madness? I also simply just don't have the money. I also no longer have the treadmill! Why does this keep going down hill? So, THIS is my solution: from now on, with the exception of my cheat day (problem will be keeping it to ONE), I will only consume fresh or freshly cooked chicken/turkey/lean beef and veggies. My desserts will be replaced by fruits. Can I possibly enforce how much this is going to suck?! I think I have! Water, protein, fruits and veggies...ugh. The working out will consist of Karate, Softball, and a little running in the woods if possible...oh yeah, and weights and Pilates at home. As you can see, I'm just bursting out of the seams with excitement! It will be worth it again, I hope. Anyone got a treadmill I can have? ;)
Sunday, March 21, 2010
I know, it doesn't happen too often, cuz I'm a dreamer, but it CAN! I realized in the middle of this semester, which has kicked my ass by the way, that I am just spinning my wheels here! I am not really GOING anywhere. So, I came to the conclusion that I needed to just bite the bullet and go for an actual degree...a degree in business, so that way I have that AND still do what I want to do. Some may know that I actually WRITE. I write screenplays. I would love to see them on screen one day, but I need to be realistic enough to know that I need to survive in case that doesn't pan out or doesn't work til much later in life. It would surprise most to know that I'm good with numbers...so, business and accounting wouldn't actually KILL me. I wouldn't LIKE it, but who DOES like what they do all the time? It'll be a means to make money WHILE I do what I love.
It means that my social life will have to go on hold for a while, but it will be worth it and they'll understand.
I don't WANT to grow up, but that doesn't really seem like an option so much as a MUST. :( Sigh...I'll just have to be young at heart.