What is it about rude people that causes me to be a bit on the stabby side? It sets off all kinds of alarms for me and I literally almost see red. I bet it’s a funky past life thing where I totally ran about stabbing people for being rude. LOL
Because I have that empath/clairaudient thing going on, I am unbelievably sensitive to energies over the phone. Which is probably not helpful in having to deal with the general public because nothing … and I mean NOTHING … sets me off more than a shitty (lack of) greeting on the phone. And today I was getting it from all sides. Ignorant morons on the phone, then said I.M. came into the office (and did nothing to dispel my opinion of him), goofballs who think they’re being funny but they’re just stupid and various and sundry other types of BS.
Also, too: think adding my new thyroid meds + some supps might have been overdoing it a tad. Checked the interwebs for signs of HYPERthyroidism and sure enough, agitation was listed right there at the top. Hmmm, sez I. Might there be a connection, sez I. There might be. So, we shall discontinue the supps and see how the meds work on their own.
(And yes, Jody, I’m not a big fan of the pharmaclub, either. Would rather address this solely with supps and am working toward that.)
So, my day has been agitated and sucky. What a combo! Don’t look at my Twitter timeline from 8-9 tonight during Idol. I was not a kind person. Where did my love and light go? I think it’s taken a powder! Come back, Love*and*Light, come back! (Chases after it with a butterfly net)
Please ‘splain why peeps are hiding from me these days. Not only that dude but other people too. Is it the self-authority thing? Is it that I know when stuff is going on beneath the surface and they don’t want me to ask them about it? What is it? (Anyone else feel free to chime in. I’m baffled.)
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Dear kitteh,
Well, it wasn’t a bad day per se but it was a day where I chose to be invisible to my co-workers and they obliged me by not noticing me at all. That’s nice. One of the guys in my office is studiously and (to my view) obviously avoiding me and I have no idea why. Like he thinks I’m spreading bad ju-ju or something, I dunno. Weird.
Found out Cousin O’Love and Auntie G are going to Italy in October. (Sobs into pillow) It was three years ago this week that C O’L and I were there to celebrate what would have been La’s 21st birthday. I loved Italy. LOVED IT. And will go back sometime in the relative near future. (Obvs not with COL and AG, though.) I think I need a vacation STAT! Somewhere warm with an adult beverage or eleventy, massages, books, coffee and cool sheets (and Sparkela and Cookie).
On the happy side, I managed 15 minutes on the stationery bike. Duty would be mad at me if I didn’t do it since he did his 15. We’re supposed to be helping each other do some exercise and I didn’t do any last night. (I suck.) Plus, he fixed me a nice dinner (not quite a “peechy-tini” but close enough for me.)
I could whine more but I’ll stop here. Next time, can I have extra -tini, pleeb?
kthxbai,
Snarks
… Gal and I get along so well – we are the same sassy chick!
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Like her, I consider it a compliment because Katherine Hepburn was an awesome chick. Snappy, smart and never, ever anyone’s “arm candy” – she was one of the great ones.
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Chello again!
I am still not typing this from my new laptop but hope to be doing that soon. My little Dell Inspiron looks like a netbook compared to that big ass thing but it will be lovely to watch movies on it. I am just having a very small issue with the mouse. As in it’s off kilter a bit and I keep poking it with my thumb and it does something wonky to the screen. I better practice a bit. Also too, I fully admit that my cats sort of climb over the keyboard as I’m typing and I don’t want my new toy full of cat hair so soon.
Work has been deadly quiet lately which isn’t overly bad but when I’m bored at work, I tend to snack. I’m trying to find something to do (hence the long blog post from yesterday) but I can only look busy for so long then I want to get up and start wandering about. Hopefully, tomorrow I’ll find something fun and constructive to do.
In other just-as-boring news, my dog is driving me insane. We are pretty sure that his hearing is not all there (he’s 14 so it’s sort of expected) but that’s not what’s bugging me. It’s his new thing of coming into the room (wherever I am) and staring at me or lifting a paw and dragging it over the chair where I’m sitting. In the past, I’ve taken that as his signal that he’d like to go out for some business time. But when he does this, like, five times in a row and he’s already been out, I have no idea what he’s trying to convey. And it annoys me. He doesn’t do this to Duty. Just me. Oh joy! Oh rapture! I already feel like the pied piper with two cats and a dog following me everywhere (even to the bathroom) but now I have to decode Max’s morse code? What am I? A psychic? heh
Whoo Hooo! It’s time to get yer crank on! Being a crankyass on the downlow (what? It’s *not* on the downlow? Are you sure? Fine. Whatever), it follows that I would love this meme. It gives me unfettered time to just be a poohead. YEY!
Foods which disgust the crap out of me:
I really, really dislike olives. Just the texture alone is enough to barf me out. ICK. And ever be it known that am betraying my Italian heritage by admitting it in public.
TV show I loathe:
Married with Children (which someone in this household watches all too often) – insipid, appealing to the very lowest common denominator and just plain awful. I hope each of the actors enjoys the money they got from dumbing down the Universe on that one.
Movie I loathe:
The Royal Tennenbaums – seriously, this was a God-awful piece of crap if ever I saw one. In fact, I saw it in the theatre (yes, I paid cash money to sit through it) and was absolutely appalled at it. It even got good reviews (which is why I went. I know. I know.) but every time I see it come up in my Tivo listings, I recall how awful an experience that was.
Music genres I loathe:
That whole teeny-bopper schtick that brings us idiots who cannot sing and are all image – The Jonas Brothers in particular. I saw them (unwillingly, I might add) when they appeared on the 2008 finale of AI and was so horrified that I almost turned the station. It’s insipid and empty. I still don’t get the appeal of Lady GaGa. (Notes that I am officially old.)
Magazine which annoys me:
Anything about guns. I have never opened one, of course, so I’m merely speculating here. But ewww.
Makes me cranky at restaurant:
Poor service. Especially when it’s not crowded and I see you chatting your ass off with your co-workers in the corner. I’ve actually gotten up and gone over to an individual in that situation. Yeah, that’s one place where my light-and-love-o’meter doesn’t seem to function well.
Makes me cranky in public:
People who are inordinately loud. And fighting. That’s really something I cannot handle at all. I remember a time when that happened in a restaurant waiting area and I had to physically remove myself because it bothered me so much (especially on an energetic level). Ick. People – take your fights to a private area.
Makes me cranky in general:
Lots of things -no internet access at home, having to do 100 things as soon as I get up to be sure pets are fed and watered (and this morning, cleaning up two separate cat barf incidents – FUN!), people standing in my way at the store (move, for pity sake!) …. alas, I could go on and on and on.
Pisses me off at home:
Someone here eating the very last bit of every damn food we have. I have to hide things I like so it doesn’t get eaten. Also too – clutter. All of my own making, mind you. Still. I hate it.
Pisses me off at work:
Really, don’t get me started here! heh I DESPISE people standing in my area and chatting – about kids, dogs, politics – whatever. Move away from my space. Also (too) – one co-worker is very nosy and if I have anything on my desk, he’ll give it a once over to see if someone is getting stuff (my time, for one thing) he isn’t. He’s very “notice me” about stuff and even though I know where it comes from, I hate it.
Pisses me off in general:
Stupid people who cannot be bothered to look things up to see if they’re true before sending them around in email. My aunt sent me an email with a picture of President and Mrs. Obama dressed up as a pimp and hooker and besides being wrong on way too many levels, she *had to ask* if it was true because she got it in some random email saying “look what he’s doing to the White House by dressing this way” – REALLY? You have to ask if that’s true? REALLY? Because I love my aunt to the moon and back, I went to Snopes.com and got the info on it being photoshopped and sent it to her. But what the fuck, people? If you get something like that, at the very least, DO SOME RESEARCH (you know, use your damn brain!) and see if it’s true before you forward it to your RWNJ friends.
Makes me impatient at home:
Impatient at home? Hmm – nothing makes me impatient, really. The only thing I can think of is when my cats are indecisive about going upstairs or not. It’s like “Pick one – up or down – and move already!”
Makes me impatient at work:
When the aforementioned people stand in my area and chat. I really hate chit-chat and especially other people’s chit chat. Move on, already!
Makes me impatient in public:
Sitting in traffic. OH MY GOD. I hate that.
Celebrity I hate:
George Clooney – he’s smarmy and smug. I don’t think he’s even all that talented and I have NO idea why anyone finds him attractive. Same with Brad Pitt. Phonies are one (of the many) thing(s) I cannot abide.
Music artist I hate:
The aforementioned Jonas Brothers. At least David Cassidy, Donny Osmond and those of my generation had, you know, actual talent. And didn’t natter on about being virgins or whatever stupid lying shit these people do. (Hint: I really, REALLY don’t give a shit about your sex life.)
I couldn’t care less about:
The sex life of anyone who is not me, anything having to do with Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck and those of that ilk and most sports.
Annoys the crap out of me – weekdays:
That I now have to get up early and be at work at 8:30. Grrr.
Annoys the crap out of me weekends:
Nothing really. I love the weekends! :-)
Blogger’s habit that annoys you:
As mentioned ad nauseum earlier, don’t give me one word answers to meme questions. (Checks to be sure that she hasn’t done that in this one.) What is the point of that? Yes, I know. It’s your blog. You can do as you like. Just means I won’t read it. And you probably don’t care about that. Still. STOP THAT.
Feature on your blog you hate:
Nothing really now that Leanne has prettied it up. I’m always happy when I see it – it’s truly me.
Movie star you despise:
The aforementioned George Clooney and Brad Pitt. I don’t get the allure at all there. Oh, same with Julia Roberts. Her 15 minutes are up. Have been up for a long time.
Politician that you hate:
Oh my. Where to start here? There’s a wealth of them from which I can choose. I’ll just say that while I get that it takes a big ego and a very thick skin to even run for any kind of office, I still think it’s important to understand that you work for those who elected you. To put your ego and your interests and those that fill your pocket$ above what you were chosen to do is appalling. As it would be (and is) for those of us in the private sector. If you agree to uphold the tenets of the constitution, DO THAT. Don’t try to circumvent it (hi “dick” cheney) to accomplish world domination and more money for you and your little cronies.
All that said, I really dislike Sarah Palin – she’s an affront to all women everywhere who work hard, have integrity in what they do and don’t get all “high school vengeance” on people who they don’t like. (Don’t even get me started on her followers. Please.)
Ah! That felt good. (Too good. Ponders therapy again.)
This is getting to be a regular feature here on ye olde Snarkypants, innit? Let’s dive right in.
I say a huge WTF to all of the following:
* The entire political process. With the exception of maybe (and that’s a big maybe) ten congresscritters, I want to throw the lot of you out. Posturing fuckwits, all of you, Democrats and Republicans alike. You don’t give one shit about helping people. You care only about lining your own pockets with money from companies whose interests you protect. I couldn’t be more disgusted with all of you if I tried.
~ which leads me to this:
* Hypocrites – I don’t care if you made a sex tape of you strolling your skinny ass down the self serve aisle. I don’t even care if you want to sell it. Knock yourself out, Miss Prejean. But quit acting all pious and Jesus-y about it. You’re not a victim and you’re not being silenced for your views on “opposite marriage”. What you are is a huge fucking hypocrite and I’m pretty sure Jesus would have an issue with that.
~ moving on:
Dude at work who acts like he’s too kool for school: STOP IT. You do everything possible to stand apart from the rest of us. People want to like you but you make it really hard by being all aloof and shit. On top of that, if you fail your Series 63 test again, you’re toast. Hell, even *I* can pass that one without studying. And that’s saying something. Don’t make me root for toast. Unless there’s some jam on it. Then I am all for toast. Pass your test! Be nice to people! Participate! < — my final words to you.
~ and finally:
Person on MeFi who did this:
“I work at a school in New York City. Lately I’ve been under so much stress I have fantasized about quitting often. All of the teachers at my school are browbeaten about test scores and threatened with disciplinary action for missed deadlines and inadequate performance. Yesterday, I told my principal and the assistant principal that I had cancer as a child and it had come back. Yes. Yes I did.”
First off, I have to commend this person for even posting and owning it. On MeFi, yet. While compassion is occasionally found there, more often you’ll get someone laying it on the line to you in no uncertain terms. So, props for bravery. OTOH: That is some fucked up shit. If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought the ghost of Roommate Greg came back and possessed them to make such a stupid decision.
As you can imagine, three readers, they pretty much tore this person a new one. I read about ten replies down before my “OH MY GOD” meter ‘ploded and I had to go listen to a bird sing or something.
Best answer was this:
Uh, wow. Okay. Your lie is going to get found out. Make no mistake about it. Best solution now: tell them that it was a false alarm, drop it, and then go talk to a counselor about how your stress got to the point where you said this. You’re probably very stressed out and it seems pretty clear that something about reality is making you want to live in another reality, one of your own creation. Take some time off and explore this.
Yowza. You know you got some issues when telling your employer that you have cancer seems to be your best option. I hope that person manages to figure his/her way out of that mess.
So, a big WTF to all of you on the list. Try to stay off it for next time, mmmkay?
BONUS: Enjoy! (and I hope this guy never has to sing this at the start of a hockey game because he will be thrashed within an inch of his life – play it and you’ll see why).
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