Still here.....

Hey!!! I just heard through the grapevine that this blog actually had READERS! Woo. So WTF? Why haven't you commented? Heh.


I can't get blogger at work anymore. WTF? Web gestapo nazis! Boo! But, I think I have figured out how to post from email. Hooray!

So, six months have gone by. So much WTF has happened, I don't even know where to start. Some of it doesn't involve only me, so I'm not at liberty to post it, but dudes. It is truly truly a WTF bonanza. Comment here and I shall reply by email.

I'm going to start traveling again soon, so I'm sure there will be some WTF moments forthwith.

Have a great 2008!

Ticked

You know, when you say you are going to be somewhere on a certain day, either be there or call to cancel. We are adding a room onto our house and this wasn't the 1st time the workers coming over did not bother to show up. I sat here all day waiting for the electrician and A/C guys to come. They didn't even let our contractor know they weren't coming until he called them to check on their progress. I could have taken the boys to a pool playdate I had to cancel on yesterday bc of these guys coming over. Pisses me off!

WTF was he thinking?

If this isn't illegal, it darn well should be (just looked it up and it is illegal in FL!). While leaving the rec center and turning onto Bell Shoals (and then Bloomingdale) which are both very busy roads, the guy in front of me was driving his motorcycle. He wasn't wearing a helmet- dumb but he's an adult and has that choice. That's not my problem, my problem is he has an 8-9 yr old CHILD on the back with NO helmet!!! That child doesn't get to make that choice. He doesn't have the maturity or common sense to make that choice. All I kept thinking was What If? What if he had to swerve and the boy wasn't hanging on tight enough? What if a car hit them? Ugh. I couldn't get the license plate but even if I had, who do you call? 911? I was always taught to only call them in a dire emergency. Grrrr

I know there is no true explanation. He just did it. That is BS. What drove him to kill and injure and selfishly take lives of others? Others, whom, he may not have even have known and obviously did not care about. What an ass. What a complete bastard. The families of the killed and wounded are braving the pressures no one need ever face. The insolence of our insatiable need for more and why and how and what. The cameras everywhere! I admit, I watch, I cry with them. But, were it my family, my daughter, my son, my sister, my brother, my friend, my mom, my dad, I would want to be left alone. I know, 'we' are supporting them but in some ways 'we' are too much. I mourn with them and I can not even being to imagine the tragedy and the days ahead. For that, I am heartily sorry. I pray, I dream, I wish. We can't go back, I know. And forward looking, I want it never to happen again - ANYWHERE

Prayers to all the victims, their families, the murder er and his poor family.

People there is NO reason to drive 100 miles per hour in a residential area. I am so irritated and tired of watching the witch up the street and the ass down the street race home. I mean you can't have to pee that bad everyday. If they EVER come close to my kid there WILL be hell to pay!

Slow down!

This is SO wrong...

Someone stole my Girl Scout cookies. I bought cookies from somebody's kid in the office and they left them in the kitchen with my name and a tag to pay $7.00. Someone took it upon themselves to OPEN the box, and CUT the plastic bag, and EAT half of the cookies. Luckily, they were the yucky sugar free brownie ones. I would have called the police had it been my Samoa's.

But still, WTF? We share all the time around here and anything already open in the kitchen is known to be fair game, but who OPENS someone else's stuff?

Rush Hour

It should be against the law to move a house on a two lane interstate
at 5:15 pm. There is nothing "rush" about blocking both lanes at
30mph. Especially when the speed limit is 70.

don't call me at work then!

Everyday my desk phone rings at 3:36, the exact moment my mother gets home from work. She asks 'what are you doing" - uh - you called me at work - I'm WORKING!! She goes on to mindless chit-chat about what happened during her day. Boss stops by my desk & wants something, pertaining to - you guessed it - Work! Tell mom I can't talk now - she gets PO'ed & her feeling hurt & says she never gets to hold a conversation with me. Sorry - I work full time, I have a 4 year old boy, a husband, I live in a FEMA trailer while I try to do some repairs on our house in the dark (because it is dark when I get hime from work!). Don't forget cooking, cleaning & laundry. Sorry I don't have time to chat on the phone for an hour at a time.

I'm NOT a Witch

It's not a wart; it's a pimple. On. The. Tip. Of. My. Nose.

V. Lovely.

Delays

Delays suck. Missed my flight by 5 minutes. Had to reroute through DC. Flight delayed. Friggin COLD with snow on ground here. Saw John Kerry in the airport. Not very impressive presence in person. Frankly, I don't like him anyway, but I expected more. At least he's flying
commercial. Flight had lots of turbulence and I almost puked twice. I don't get motion sick easily.

Oh yes- the WTF...

WTF do people talk with their hands on their cell phones? The gesturing excessively in a "trying to fly without wings" manner just makes you look foolish. Also, a 14 inch laptop screen does not shield the view from all angles. I saw you pick your nose. Ew.

Ugh

Why are there always the most wrecks when I am late for a plane? I think maybe the gods just don't want me in Charlotte. Ever. There must be evil there.

Also, rubber-neckers should be drawn and quartered. In front of an audience in car shaped seats that revolve around the stage in slow motion.

More travel related woes to come I'm sure.

THIS pisses me off

Why don't new clothes come with all the buttons TIGHTENED so that you don't lose one the second time you've worn the jacket? Ever? WTF dude? Is there a conspiracy with the Button Sewers of America or something? Because, when I pay $75 for a piece of clothing - I would like to be able to wear it without further assembly.

OUCH!

Why is it that once I bite my lip, I will keep biting it over and over again? WTF??? And ouch, that hurts! Also, now I look funny with my lip swollen.

No WTF?

Nobody has any complaints? I guess that's a good thing! LOL

Contributors

I shortened the member list to those that have posted since September 1st. If you wish to be reinstated, or if you are here for the first time and wish to contribute to this blog, let me know.

Thanks,
The Management

UPDATE: also upgraded to the new Blogger. You'll need a google account to post now.

Don't tell me it's ONLY two hours

Unless you are the one who will fly the fucking plane. I remember when people used to care about people instead of what "the computer" will let them do. When I show up for my flight 5 minutes beyond the computer cutoff for bags, with a car seat, 2 bags and a child, pick up
the fucking phone and ASK someone if there is still time to get bags on. I was leaving the airport before the fucking plane did. We so could have made it. Don't stick me on a flight 3 hours later with a 4 year old in tow, because if shit can happen it will. And THAT flight will be delayed 2 more hours (and counting) and I will miss my connection and possibly not even get to spend 24 hours in my destination. With my husband who is gone for a month. Fuck you, D3LTA!!! And you can shove your two hours up your ass!

Insulted?

While leaving Publix tonight, I had a discussion with the bagger who was taking my groceries out to the van. I had noticed the Toys For Tots box near the exit so I asked if I could just bring my new toys in.

Him: No, that's for people who buy toys in the store to donate.
Me: What does it matter, it's all going to the same organization. I have new toys at home I'd like to bring in.
Him: Ummm it's an organization for really poor kids. They don't want people's used, beat up toys.
Me: I have new toys.
Him: Are they still in their box, unopened?
Me: Yes, they are NEW.
Him: (very low voice- I think he said it was okay or something)

At this point, he was done with the groceries and I just walked to my door without a thanks or have a good night. Should I feel insulted? I really feel this guy was just an idiot. Ugh!

Yes, I am MAD AT YOU!!!

When I spend all day on the phone with developers explaining to them how it *has* to be something in their code, only to find out that you neglected to tell me you CHANGED THE FRIGGING FILE NAME AFTER I TOLD YOU NOT TO it not only makes me look bad, it royally pisses me off. It was a two minute fix that dragged on for six hours, involving more people than should have been involved and tying up resources needed elsewhere. Yes, I am MAD! I don't care that you're sorry, you are a loser and I wish I had hired you so I can fire you. Normal people make occasional mistakes, you make on average 3 a day. This wouldn't be so bad if I had not warned you OF THIS VERY THING earlier in the week when you did it the first time. Can you not remember from day to day? Do I need to check your work before it can be submitted to QA??? Must I hold your hand as you go about the day-to-day business of DOING YOUR JOB??? I have to do your evaluation to determine if you get a raise and a bonus. I only hope I calm down enough before then to be rational and not fire your sorry self.

hazard lights are NOT for make-up & cellphone usage

Dear Stupid Bitch that was driving 35/mph with your hazard lights flashing this morning in the fast lane,

I was expecting to see an old lady with a flat tire, or a woman in labor on the way to the hospital, maybe some lumber sticking out the back window of your SUV. But NO, you were sitting in the middle of the two seats, holding your eyelid with one hand, putting eye-liner on with the other, while trying to talk & hold the cell phone with your sholder. Hazard/flasher lights are for emergencies, not make-up. If you cannot get out of bed 3 minutes earlier, you don't deserve a drivers license.
Sincerely,
Annoyed

WTF was I thinking???

Driving across the country with a 1 year old....
Not my smartest move ever.
Two more hours to go tonight. About six tomorrow.

Oh joy!

I wonder what Brown can do for me? Do you think they run toddler specials?