It's a little bit mean, but one of my favorite winter past times is sitting at my front room window to watch all the cars attempt to make it up the hill I live one.
For those of you who don't know...I live on a hill. The oddest thing about it is that in the winter, it is a bermuta triangle of sorts. Snow accumuliates here like no where else I have seen.
When it snows, many unaware motorists make the attempt to climb up this hill. When they start, they find they have no problem. Then they pass my house.
Many a car have tried and failed. Many have slid from side to side. Many have gotten stuck and had to back down the hill.
Tonight will be one of those nights.
I'd like to bare my testimony about the value of 4 wheel drive.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Love, Actually
I recently discovered, to my shock and amazment, that I do not own a copy of Love Acutally.
This really suprised me...considering it has every element of movie greatness in it. I mean really. What's not to love? Hugh Grant, Alan Rickman, Colin Firth....pretty much made for me...and the misses....(Eris..I wish you were here!!)
I have remedied this dilema today by purchasing it as a gift for myself whilst at the Blockbuster on Fairfield.
I thought I would share this bit with you before I jump into bed and watch it. I may even eat popcorn. I don't care if I get crumbs in the bed.
This really suprised me...considering it has every element of movie greatness in it. I mean really. What's not to love? Hugh Grant, Alan Rickman, Colin Firth....pretty much made for me...and the misses....(Eris..I wish you were here!!)
I have remedied this dilema today by purchasing it as a gift for myself whilst at the Blockbuster on Fairfield.
I thought I would share this bit with you before I jump into bed and watch it. I may even eat popcorn. I don't care if I get crumbs in the bed.
Friday, December 5, 2008
I got a lot of problems with you people!
Well...I guess not offically.
Most of my grievances have to do with the stupidity of society...mostly with people I run into at work.
1. when a coupon says "one per transaction. not good with other coupons" It means it. NO I will not do it this once for you. I like my job and I couldn't care less if you "earned" those coupons or not. If I am already giving you BOGO and 20% off, you should be thanking me, not b*tching me out for not using another $5.00 coupon with it.
2. Control your children. If I have to clean up one more smear of leather lube off my benches, I will beat your kids myself.
3. Quit asking me for peds. They are on every other bin top. Open your hugging eyes and look for yourself. Or better yet..bring your own fonging socks.
4. Pick up after yourselves. To those women who deem it necessary to try on 35 pair of shoes, spread garbage and boxes across my floors, benches and bins and then buy one pair of clearance shoes without so much as a "sorry for the mess"--I wish you anal warts.
5. When I tell you to hang on to your receipt because you will need it to track your shoes you have just had sent to you...and give you explicit instructions on how to track said order...I mean it. I don't have access to any of that crap. I'm sorry if you weren't listening. I can't do a hugging thing about that. Call customer service. Or better yet......KEEP YOUR RECEIPT!!
Why is it that out of hundreds of perfectly sweet and enjoyable customers it's the 2 grouchy ones that ruin the whole day? A pox on them.
Festivus is not over until you pin me!
Most of my grievances have to do with the stupidity of society...mostly with people I run into at work.
1. when a coupon says "one per transaction. not good with other coupons" It means it. NO I will not do it this once for you. I like my job and I couldn't care less if you "earned" those coupons or not. If I am already giving you BOGO and 20% off, you should be thanking me, not b*tching me out for not using another $5.00 coupon with it.
2. Control your children. If I have to clean up one more smear of leather lube off my benches, I will beat your kids myself.
3. Quit asking me for peds. They are on every other bin top. Open your hugging eyes and look for yourself. Or better yet..bring your own fonging socks.
4. Pick up after yourselves. To those women who deem it necessary to try on 35 pair of shoes, spread garbage and boxes across my floors, benches and bins and then buy one pair of clearance shoes without so much as a "sorry for the mess"--I wish you anal warts.
5. When I tell you to hang on to your receipt because you will need it to track your shoes you have just had sent to you...and give you explicit instructions on how to track said order...I mean it. I don't have access to any of that crap. I'm sorry if you weren't listening. I can't do a hugging thing about that. Call customer service. Or better yet......KEEP YOUR RECEIPT!!
Why is it that out of hundreds of perfectly sweet and enjoyable customers it's the 2 grouchy ones that ruin the whole day? A pox on them.
Festivus is not over until you pin me!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
My brain on drugs
I am so stupid....I am getting people's names wrong.
These are people I've known for years...and I am calling them by the wrong name today.
I feel like a bit of a dope. Sorry Missy!!
6 more months of idiocy. Who will put up with me?
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