The neighbor has taken to floodlighting his house and keeping all the inside lights on well into the night. I'm not sure why, and I usually have my head under a pillow anyway, but--like everything else he does--it's inconsiderate and annoying.
The neighbor has taken to floodlighting his house and keeping all the inside lights on well into the night. I'm not sure why, and I usually have my head under a pillow anyway, but--like everything else he does--it's inconsiderate and annoying.
What can you do with a person who says, "I don't know if I told you this story before, but..." and starts into said story. I reply, "Yes! I do remember when you told me about that! It sounded just awful!"
Then they proceed to tell you the story AGAIN. WTH?!
frugalone,
sounds like what happened to me when I went to big chain bookstore tonight. I know the cashiers are required to offer you the spiel about their membership card, but I already have a membership. When I went to the counter the cashier robotically asked, like he'd asked the 5 people in front of me, do you have a membership card? I said Yes, and pointed to the card I'd just laid on the counter. He then said, Would you like to save 10% with a membership? I said, again, I already have one, and pointed to my card again.
At this point he blinked his eyes and came back to life, so to speak, and shook his head and apologized.
Slow down, service workers, and listen to what your customer is saying, and life is better for both of us.
The pathetic and sad state of affairs this forum has become! i.e. Total lack of participation and involvement by members other than about a dozen of us regulars.
As of today, a regular I am no longer.
Last edited by Mrs-M; 4-3-13 at 9:04am.
Every damn meal I drop silverware on the floor. Or food. Klutzyville.
My peeve for the week: people who can't see the forest for the trees. At my job, I need to see both the details *and* the big picture. That's part of what makes it interesting. But I am constantly mediating/doing battle between the detail-oriented and the big picture focused. They speak different languages!
Kara
I'll echo what Lainey says. It seems that participation is lower in the good weather months. I take it as a sign that people are getting up from their computers and going outside, which isn't a bad thing. Boycotting participation on the site only diminishes the value for those who do regularly participate and facilitates a downward spiral. Please stick around Mrs M!
The retail world is irritating me lately. The local gas station raised prices for a car wash, and it didn't even get the car clean. Bought two boxes of tissue from Trader Joe's and they were so rough you could practically sandpaper the walls with them. Tried a new brand of hard cider and a new type of cheese and they were both totally unappetizing.
Also, how come the police never seem to be around when people are driving like maniacs?
And sometimes I irritate myself...I hate changing the sheets and always put it off too long. Today I was so proud of myself for getting it done, looked around for the pillowcases as the last step...and realized I had put on an old pair of sheets I kept for back-up after the cases got ruined, absent-mindedly ignoring the nice new set that was right there in the linen closet. Sigh.
I'm having a bit of irritable rage I need to talk myself down from right now. It all started when I decided to drive my new car down to a blues jam I used to go to sing at pretty regularly. Tonight I just felt like driving my new car, as I had a rare Sunday night off (except that I have been up since 4am and worked from 6am until 2:30) and I've been trying to be at least a little social. This is what happens when my shift changes - my eating schedule gets all screwy because I can't eat anything before work at 5:30am as it makes me a little nauseous to eat that early. So I had some granola and fruit around 9am, some almonds and apricots around 1pm. So when I got home at 4:00 after running a few errands after work I was really hungry and made a cheese omelette and PB toast. So was that "breakfast" for lunch or dinner? Consequently, I never made dinner because I wanted to go to the blues jam. I get there and have one beer and was kind of hungry so I am perusing the menu but I didn't feel like spending a bunch of money on a real dinner so I ordered deep-fried pickles-WTF? They were $5.99 and I basically got three deep-fried pickles spears cut into a couple of chunks. Was I ever pissed off - what a rip-off! I ate them because I was hungry but I complained to the waitress, who really couldn't do anything about it but I asked her to please tell the manager or owner that their price on this appetizer wasn't at all worth it and I felt ripped off. I told her I would never order food there again. The weird thing is I feel so much anger at wasting this money in the first place and I can't let it go for some reason...I think a lot of it could be hormonal but I still can't let it go. Why didn't I feel this sense of outrage when I'd waste $6 on a pack of cigarettes?
Come to think of it, I don't think I put a nicotine patch on today...hmmmm...
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