Because I am a Libra and we are all about de balance, I decided to bring things back from my previous “love love love” post and do a teeny rant today. Not cuz I feel rantful, y’all, but for balance. We just cannot have the scales tipping too far one way or the other.
Things I think should be so
by Ms. Snarkypants
**Parents, teach your children correct phone etiquette. In fact, while you’re at it, teach your own damn self some. Wow! What I have learned by making over 100 phone calls a day is startling. Most of all, I’ve learned that a good deal of people do not know how to conduct themselves in a reasonable, professional manner. Phones are for YOUR convenience, folks. If you are in the middle of an argument with your husband and we call, it’s okay not to answer the phone. It’s NOT okay to answer the phone and blow out your pissiness at said husband on the poor dolt (me) calling to tell you your pet’s medications are ready to be ordered. Sheesh! Also, while we’re at it, teach your adolescent children to either take a decent message or ask us to call back or better yet, get an answering machine. Some teens are lucky they can spit out “uh huh” into the receiver. Damn. Makes me fear for our future. At that age, I was quite adept on the phone (some may say a bit too adept – most likely the officer that came to the house to alert my parents about crank calls coming from their phone number. Yeah, I am a tad obsessive about guys named Donald.)
**I’ve said it before and I will say it again: take the damn Bush/Cheney stickers off your car. Cripes! Nothing like driving around proclaiming your ignorance to all that is good and decent about this country than that. I try really hard to send enlightenment and peace to those people (you wouldn’t know it from my comments above but I really do) but it’s not easy. Mostly I want to pick fights with them and scream. Grrrr.
**And now, a brief fantasy. I’d like people not to speak in pronouncements, as if what they believe is empirically true for everyone in the world. I’d prefer that when discussing other points of view that exist, they state it as “What is true for me is that … blah blah muckety blah” instead of “this is true, period”. It’s a fantasy, I know. But it’s mine and while I have others (Nekkid Jon Stewart serving me a big ass mug of coffee in bed followed by reading to me from Daily Kos and making that funny dubya voice is but one of the ones in my haid), they are generally more fun than making others learn some freaking empathy.
I have some faboo news about my woo-woo path which I shall detail in another post. I worry that I will lose my License to Snark(tm) if I don’t keep up with it; hence, this post.