For me, there are very, very few real reasons to be late.
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Whiners!!! If you have a legitimate reason I'm ok with that but if you're whining about something stupid or just whining to hear yourself whine I want to pop you upside your head...
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There are so many but lately I would say people that ask if they can come over all of the time. If we wanted company we'd have asked YOU.
Wait to be invited!
It's not as bad as before when I was single Trudy but we have some good friends and neighbors that love hanging out at our place. DH knows to check with me first now.
It's petty but I can't stand people who can't follow the simplest rules - i.e. wrong way drivers, entering through the exit and vice versa, putting one's cart in the corral, stuff like that. I just cannot comprehend what is so difficult about these things. Especially people who leave their carts in the handicap spots or on the crosshatch between handicap spots. I assume it doesn't occur to them that a handicapped person often does not have the ability to just hop out and move the cart. The crosshatch is for wheelchairs. A person in a wheelchair needs that space to maneuver.
I don't mind drop ins sometimes but hanging out 3 weekends in a row was a bit much. I was sick two of the weekends. One of the guys has helped FH a lot with moving the office so it's cool if he andhis GF want to hang with DH but don't get butthurt if I'm in the bedroom coughing and napping and no I don't need anyone sitting with me lol
-- Edited by Mary Zombie on Friday 10th of March 2017 11:42:17 AM
All of the above, except the shopping cart one. I'm a cart-leaver if the weather is bad, but not usually in the handicap spots, just other parking spots. I used to hear grocery clerks say they like going to pick up the carts because it gets them outside in the fresh air.
I don't mind drop ins but there's two caveats to that. If I'm home, I'm in my house clothes aka clothes that still cover what needs covered but aren't fit for public. I don't wear my 'public' clothes at home. The other caveat is that if I'm busy or about to head out, you will be told as much. You can hang out while I get stuff done, go with me on errands, or go on your merry way. What you can't do is whine about my unavailability. I don't entertain whining. I'm rarely busy with something that can't wait so there's a good chance I'll just put off whatever it is and hang out with you.
All of the above, except the shopping cart one. I'm a cart-leaver if the weather is bad, but not usually in the handicap spots, just other parking spots. I used to hear grocery clerks say they like going to pick up the carts because it gets them outside in the fresh air.
But why in the spots? Or do you not mind hopping out and clearing the parking spot so you can park?
I would be out the door like a shot when I worked at Petsmart and it was cart collecting time at the end of the night. Not because I liked collecting carts, per se. Because the head cashier was a jerk who thought she owned the place and closing with her was supremely annoying. Manager would ask for someone to go collect carts and I'd say 'me!' as I was running out the door. Most anything that took me away from jerk cashier was a welcome thing.
I don't have the ability to just leave the cart. It hurts me inside when there is no cart corral available and yes I will walk the cart back to the store unless there's a non-parking, non-crosshatch area that won't obstruct traffic in any way. Only then will I leave the cart and I ensure it can't just roll away. My grandma accuses me of thinking of other people too much. I wear that badge proudly.
All of the above, except the shopping cart one. I'm a cart-leaver if the weather is bad, but not usually in the handicap spots, just other parking spots. I used to hear grocery clerks say they like going to pick up the carts because it gets them outside in the fresh air.
But why in the spots? Or do you not mind hopping out and clearing the parking spot so you can park?
I would be out the door like a shot when I worked at Petsmart and it was cart collecting time at the end of the night. Not because I liked collecting carts, per se. Because the head cashier was a jerk who thought she owned the place and closing with her was supremely annoying. Manager would ask for someone to go collect carts and I'd say 'me!' as I was running out the door. Most anything that took me away from jerk cashier was a welcome thing.
There is no cart coral. They should get one. And when I go to the store, I'm probably the only one there so there is a whole lot full of parking spots.
All of the above, except the shopping cart one. I'm a cart-leaver if the weather is bad, but not usually in the handicap spots, just other parking spots. I used to hear grocery clerks say they like going to pick up the carts because it gets them outside in the fresh air.
But why in the spots? Or do you not mind hopping out and clearing the parking spot so you can park?
I would be out the door like a shot when I worked at Petsmart and it was cart collecting time at the end of the night. Not because I liked collecting carts, per se. Because the head cashier was a jerk who thought she owned the place and closing with her was supremely annoying. Manager would ask for someone to go collect carts and I'd say 'me!' as I was running out the door. Most anything that took me away from jerk cashier was a welcome thing.
Where else is it going to go? I normally put mine back, too, but if the weather is bad I'm not walking it back if it's not close, or Jojo is with me, but not DD13, I'm not leaving her alone in the car to take back a cart.
Stores don't make cart corrals convenient enough. I actually try to park close to one, but sometimes they have one at the front of the lot and the back, and none in between. It's annoying.
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I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
Even our Publix, which is a great store for customer service, did very limited cart corrals when they did the new store - they built them into the little islands halfway down the lot, but they have NONE near the front or back, just those right in the middle.
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I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
I loaned my son quite a bit of money a few months back. It wasn't really a loan, but he did not know that. After paying me back a hundred at a time, about a few months into it, I was going to give him the money back and "cancel" the loan. Little schitt has not even tried to pay one penny.
He posted on Facebook a rough draft of a tattoo that he is getting. I was livid. I posted back that maybe he should be paying off his debts before getting a tat. He posted back that he didn't have any debt. I lit into him. ON FACEBOOK. For all to see. On purpose. I hope I embarrassed the crap out of him...
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People driving like it's Sunday with no where to go and all day to get there in the fast lane makes me want to go Death Race on them.
I don't know why it is so impossible to just move over.
You can get back in the passing lane as soon as I pass you.
And why do you need to ride your breaks?
And will your vehicle explode if you turn off that turning signal?
Oh dear Chuck, people, turn your flippin lights on when it's foggy.
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People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
I loaned my son quite a bit of money a few months back. It wasn't really a loan, but he did not know that. After paying me back a hundred at a time, about a few months into it, I was going to give him the money back and "cancel" the loan. Little schitt has not even tried to pay one penny.
He posted on Facebook a rough draft of a tattoo that he is getting. I was livid. I posted back that maybe he should be paying off his debts before getting a tat. He posted back that he didn't have any debt. I lit into him. ON FACEBOOK. For all to see. On purpose. I hope I embarrassed the crap out of him...
People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
I loaned my son quite a bit of money a few months back. It wasn't really a loan, but he did not know that. After paying me back a hundred at a time, about a few months into it, I was going to give him the money back and "cancel" the loan. Little schitt has not even tried to pay one penny.
He posted on Facebook a rough draft of a tattoo that he is getting. I was livid. I posted back that maybe he should be paying off his debts before getting a tat. He posted back that he didn't have any debt. I lit into him. ON FACEBOOK. For all to see. On purpose. I hope I embarrassed the crap out of him...
Did he respond???
Yeah, he said he would start paying me...he hasn't. And then he deleted all of my posts...
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America guarantees equal opportunity, not equal outcome...
People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
I loaned my son quite a bit of money a few months back. It wasn't really a loan, but he did not know that. After paying me back a hundred at a time, about a few months into it, I was going to give him the money back and "cancel" the loan. Little schitt has not even tried to pay one penny.
He posted on Facebook a rough draft of a tattoo that he is getting. I was livid. I posted back that maybe he should be paying off his debts before getting a tat. He posted back that he didn't have any debt. I lit into him. ON FACEBOOK. For all to see. On purpose. I hope I embarrassed the crap out of him...
Did he respond???
Yeah, he said he would start paying me...he hasn't. And then he deleted all of my posts...
People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
Especially when they owe you money and haven't made a payment and are going to Orlando for the weekend and can't figure out why I'm annoyed when she has the audacity to invite me along.....like are you fvcking kidding me???
oh wait. Sorry 😀
-- Edited by Mary Zombie on Friday 10th of March 2017 03:07:12 PM
People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
Especially when they owe you money and haven't made a payment and are going to Orlando for the weekend and can't figure out why I'm annoyed when she has the audacity to invite me along.....like are you fvcking kidding me???
oh wait. Sorry 😀
-- Edited by Mary Zombie on Friday 10th of March 2017 03:07:12 PM
That sounds just like why I have an issue with this...lol
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People who cry about being broke then leave for some fancy vacation. Yeah I feel bad for you....not
Especially when they owe you money and haven't made a payment and are going to Orlando for the weekend and can't figure out why I'm annoyed when she has the audacity to invite me along.....like are you fvcking kidding me???
oh wait. Sorry 😀
-- Edited by Mary Zombie on Friday 10th of March 2017 03:07:12 PM
I have learned a lesson. Not more loaning money. Especially when they are wasting the opportunity the money has allowed them and aren't taking care of business. Ugh.
That's alright DH says I was trying to pay it forward and it happens. She's going to have to sign a new payment schedule because I'm not forgetting about it!
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Ok. The glasses, but they need a teeny tiny flamingo on the frame.
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If I saw glasses with LL's figurine, I'd know it was her.
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Especially the ones that can't seem to figure out what that big container that says "TRASH" on it is for, and just toss their crap on the ground right near it because it would take three extra steps to make it all the way to the trash receptacle.
That, and smokers that think the world is their ash tray. Rubbing out the cherry of a cigarette on the nice clean and painted side of a building, or flicking their butts wherever they happen to land. I have no issue with polite smokers, people that use ash trays and other receptacles. But the nasty ones that want to spread their mess and litter everywhere? Fah!
When you run into someone and they say "I was just thinking about you the other day and wondering how you were". Now, this may seem nice, but if you were thinking about me and wondering how I am, I must have missed your call/text/email/Facebook message. You have my contact information, you are allowed to use it.