1. Get stuff out of the cupboard, and leave it open, and out on the counter so it can go stale/get knocked over/one of mickey's family members can have a free snack.
2. Make themselves something to eat while Bee and I are out and leave a mess of "food stuff" on the stove. Leave food (usually mac and cheese or pasta) in the pan on the stove, so it's now caked on nice and good.
3. Pile their dirty dishes in the sink after just watching me unload the dishwasher (I understand some mommies would kill for the simple task of the dishes making it to even the sink but really?)
4. Yelling, from the kitchen, in front of the dishwasher when I am upstairs, in the living room, or the bathroom, "Is the dishwasher clean or dirty? Then, having to seek me out (or me seek them) to ask me 17 more times on the way, when they could have just looked. (I did this to my mom more times than BAYER has aspirins)
5. Shoes. Shoes by the muther furken door. There is nothing I hate more than walking into the house and finding a sea of shoes left in front of the door that I usually DON'T see, until I trip over them. (Their dad is the BIGGEST offender of this)
6. Cups. Ok, while dishes in the sink irritate me (always have, I think it's because my kitchen doesn't feel clean to me if there are dishes in the sink) I appreciate the kids putting theirs at least in the sink. They are good about at least making it that far. When we first moved, they would get 75 drinks of something in an hour and want to use a new cup each time. I put the kee-bosh on that. One cup per day. Now, the problem is, they leave them on the table. Always 3 cups on my table...they get forgotten, and new cups appear the next morning. They also get knocked over, and stuff spilled everywhere.
7. Milk/pop. We make the kids drink water. Milk, pop, juice, iced tea, etc, is expensive. Not to mention, with three in the house, they suck it down like it's going to spontaneously combust at any moment if they do not consume it right away. In fact, we had a new members meeting after Church yesterday, and the Pastor sent us home with 4 bottles of pop that were all mostly full (one wasn't even open). They hit that pop so hard, that by 6pm, I had to put a pop ban in place because 3 of the 4 bottles were GONE. We got home from the meeting at 3pm. Milk is kept in the house for cereal and for the off chance I need it for something I am cooking. Mainly, it's for cereal. Three bowls, times five days, will pretty much kill a carton in no time. In fact, it usually doesn't last 5 days because they east cereal as their go-to snack. So, when I see C with a big ole glass filled to the brim for her beverage enjoyment, it frustrates me because it's hard enough to "budget" the milk enough so they have breakfast everyday.
8. Chores. I tell them to do their chores. They half ass them. Or ignore me all together.
9. *In a whiney, sing-songy voice* "I didn't know", "I forgot", "I don't remember". They got busted for not doing their chores on Saturday. They were off school Friday and the last thing I told little man before I left for work was "Make sure you guys do all your chores today" He promptly told C she had to do hers and clean her room, but Saturday, when they were busted, he hadn't cleaned his. His defense was "I didn't know I was supposed to" Also, all three of Bee's kids are super intelligent. Little Man and C are not just super smart, but they have common sense as well. J is a teenager and likes to be flaky and play the "I'm the dumb one of the family" card all the time, but it doesn't fly with me. I know better. That was my schtick all through jr. high and high school. Try again, sista.
10. Leaving their stuff lying around. Ok, let me explain something that is kind of a "thing" with me. I grew up in one house. My parents moved into their home in 1977. It was just the two of them. In 1980, I came along. Then, my sister in 1985. They still live in the same house. They don't really like to throw anything away. Mama was (and still is) and excellent mama, however, she never was one that kept the house tip top. Now, it wasn't nasty, or dirty, but working full time, some times a second job, and raising a family, she didn't feel like deep scrubbing her floors, or going through that stack of "stuff" on her end table. My childhood home was small, and therefore cluttered. I hate that feeling. I always felt like the walls were closing in. When I lived at Bee's old house, it was a mess. He had given up, and the house showed it. He didn't say otherwise so the kids lived like heathens when it came to taking care of their things. I refused to have any house I lived in and helped pay for look like that. So, I am kind of a Nazi about clutter and mess. YOU do not pay the bills. YOUR stuff doesn't get to lay around. Put it in YOUR space, mmkay?
I must add that I think I was a pro at all of these things growing up. The mother's curse is real!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Strange Commute
So, Snowmageddon 2011 part 4 arrived overnight. I woke up to 6 inches with winds howling in at about 40-50 mph and we are promised another 5 inches by noon today.
The commute was strange to me. Firstly, I want to give a shout out to Bee for my two new tires. Now only 2 of the 4 are bald! That made a HELL of a difference in my commute. It was the reason I made it, in one piece, and not frazzled and white knuckled. Anyway, visibility was about 1/8 of a mile. Wind was blowing hard. The highway was two lanes, but did you ever notice when things get bad like that, everyone just stays in one lane, forming a giant line? It was like we were holding hands to get there. It was actually quite a sweet thought like, "We're all in this together. We will make sure each of us makes it!"
Then, you would have a brave soul break off, or a rouge come up from behind on the left. All by themselves now. Pretty soon, they disappear into the fog, never to be seen again! It was eerie!
At any rate, I made it to work. Took me a little over two hours to drive my 35 minute commute. Which was fine by me. It really wasn't the roads that were the problem. It was low visibility, people driving way too fast and ending up in a ditch, which tied traffic up, or people going too slow because they were scared.
Hopefully, my boss buys us lunch for coming in. He usually does on real bad weather days.
"Dear Snow, I smite thee!"So, since I took a half day yesterday off from work because our furnace crapped out (Yeah, actually, the reason why my kids haven't had heat in their rooms all winter was because the water valve that lets water in so the boiler can heat it and send it through the house to heat it, was broken. It had probably been broken since we moved in. We just chalked it up to "It's an old house. Leave your door open". Poor babies. We have real heat now!), I figured I needed to come in to work today.
The commute was strange to me. Firstly, I want to give a shout out to Bee for my two new tires. Now only 2 of the 4 are bald! That made a HELL of a difference in my commute. It was the reason I made it, in one piece, and not frazzled and white knuckled. Anyway, visibility was about 1/8 of a mile. Wind was blowing hard. The highway was two lanes, but did you ever notice when things get bad like that, everyone just stays in one lane, forming a giant line? It was like we were holding hands to get there. It was actually quite a sweet thought like, "We're all in this together. We will make sure each of us makes it!"
Then, you would have a brave soul break off, or a rouge come up from behind on the left. All by themselves now. Pretty soon, they disappear into the fog, never to be seen again! It was eerie!
At any rate, I made it to work. Took me a little over two hours to drive my 35 minute commute. Which was fine by me. It really wasn't the roads that were the problem. It was low visibility, people driving way too fast and ending up in a ditch, which tied traffic up, or people going too slow because they were scared.
Hopefully, my boss buys us lunch for coming in. He usually does on real bad weather days.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
A sad state of affairs
I just read an article on the MSN homepage about AshleyMaddison.com. I think I just may be sick. The article actually depressed me, and it's author, while she did not come right out and say so, wrote in such a way that I think she might have been sickened as well. If you are not sure what the site is about, it's a dating site for married people who want to have an affair, weather just online, or otherwise, without their spouse/partner/girlfriend/boyfriend knowing.
It made me really really sad. Is nothing sacred anymore? Listen, I understand not everyone is religious. In fact, many of us go to church, participate in Lenten services, don't eat meat on Fridays during lent, and even go to Church on Christmas and Easter. They also have a Church wedding because, well, that's what our parents did and that's what we want to do. Marriage, at least in a Church, in front of God's altar, is taking sacred vows in front of God. You are standing before Him making a promise to love, Cherish, honor, and remain faithful to the person next to you. Don't get married if you feel you can not hold true to those vows. Besides sparing the feelings of someone else, you won't be lying to God.
I understand people suck. I understand people fight, and marriage is hard. I understand people change, the person you swore you would love until death do you part, is now fat, tired, wore out, bitter, busy, or just too comfortable to hold your interest anymore. Think of it this way, they probably feel the same about you. If you are that un happy, if you feel you no longer love this person, get a divorce. Let that person go, then you can be free to sleep with as many people as you like. The lying and the deceit will eat you from within. And, if it doesn't? Then you are already a sad sad person and should take a long hard look at yourself.
I know someone who is married and currently carrying on an affair with several people. I don't agree with it, but the fact of the matter is, this person is honest with their affairs (not their spouse though). It still doesn't sit well with me, but it's their life. It still doesn't excuse it though. In fact, there is a "war" taking place on my facebook about this now. I brought it up on my status and two of my friends are arguing about it. One is a woman who's husband has had several affairs over the course of their marriage. Most have resulted in children. She has stayed by his side, arguing that to her, love means accepting the whole person, flaws and all, not just the parts we like and that who defines relationships? Shouldn't we define our own individual relationships? It's a bunch of free love double talk that I think she uses on a constant basis to talk herself into accepting and being ok with her husband's choices, because he must love her. She keeps "winning". He always chooses her when the other woman forces him to pick. Well, duh. If I was a cheater cheater pumpkin eater, I'd pick the one who keeps letting me cheat too.
The other is someone along my way of thinking. In fact, our men are very much the same that sometimes I think we are dating the same person. She is as blown away by this site as I am. You know, I know some people are just going to cheat. I get that. The company president claims that 30% of registered users on dating sites are married looking for an affair, so why get upset at him for capitalizing on that? As far as the business side of it, I can't hate on the guy for seeing a market and taking advantage, because someone would have eventually, but the whole moral aspect prevents me from showing any respect. Drug abusers are going to do drugs, too. However, I don't see there being a store set up for them to buy their illegal drugs all in one place either. You may say affairs aren't illegal, but they are. Adultery is against the law.
The other problem with this is take a person who is looking to cheat. They have their minds made up that this is what they want to do. Now, website or not, they will most likely do it. However, take that person who is lonely in their marriage. Maybe they feel a little under appreciated. Maybe their partner's libido has dropped slightly and they aren't feeling as fulfilled and satisfied as they used to. Would this person go cheat normally? No, probably not. They'd wait it out, or maybe just forget about it and chalk it up to just a mood. But, now there's a website. 24 hour access to people who want to cheat. Because they themselves are cheating, they will be discrete, whereas you take the chance elsewhere that the person will become attached and rat you out. They go on just to "browse", and next thing you know, they're talking to someone and they do it.
Sure, at the end of the day, we all make our own choices. Some of us will chose to be unfaithful no matter what. I just hate that that choice is being made easier and easier, and people seem to be ok with that. IF monogamy is not your thing, fine. Don't get married. If you are already married? There is a beautiful thing called divorce.
It made me really really sad. Is nothing sacred anymore? Listen, I understand not everyone is religious. In fact, many of us go to church, participate in Lenten services, don't eat meat on Fridays during lent, and even go to Church on Christmas and Easter. They also have a Church wedding because, well, that's what our parents did and that's what we want to do. Marriage, at least in a Church, in front of God's altar, is taking sacred vows in front of God. You are standing before Him making a promise to love, Cherish, honor, and remain faithful to the person next to you. Don't get married if you feel you can not hold true to those vows. Besides sparing the feelings of someone else, you won't be lying to God.
I understand people suck. I understand people fight, and marriage is hard. I understand people change, the person you swore you would love until death do you part, is now fat, tired, wore out, bitter, busy, or just too comfortable to hold your interest anymore. Think of it this way, they probably feel the same about you. If you are that un happy, if you feel you no longer love this person, get a divorce. Let that person go, then you can be free to sleep with as many people as you like. The lying and the deceit will eat you from within. And, if it doesn't? Then you are already a sad sad person and should take a long hard look at yourself.
I know someone who is married and currently carrying on an affair with several people. I don't agree with it, but the fact of the matter is, this person is honest with their affairs (not their spouse though). It still doesn't sit well with me, but it's their life. It still doesn't excuse it though. In fact, there is a "war" taking place on my facebook about this now. I brought it up on my status and two of my friends are arguing about it. One is a woman who's husband has had several affairs over the course of their marriage. Most have resulted in children. She has stayed by his side, arguing that to her, love means accepting the whole person, flaws and all, not just the parts we like and that who defines relationships? Shouldn't we define our own individual relationships? It's a bunch of free love double talk that I think she uses on a constant basis to talk herself into accepting and being ok with her husband's choices, because he must love her. She keeps "winning". He always chooses her when the other woman forces him to pick. Well, duh. If I was a cheater cheater pumpkin eater, I'd pick the one who keeps letting me cheat too.
The other is someone along my way of thinking. In fact, our men are very much the same that sometimes I think we are dating the same person. She is as blown away by this site as I am. You know, I know some people are just going to cheat. I get that. The company president claims that 30% of registered users on dating sites are married looking for an affair, so why get upset at him for capitalizing on that? As far as the business side of it, I can't hate on the guy for seeing a market and taking advantage, because someone would have eventually, but the whole moral aspect prevents me from showing any respect. Drug abusers are going to do drugs, too. However, I don't see there being a store set up for them to buy their illegal drugs all in one place either. You may say affairs aren't illegal, but they are. Adultery is against the law.
The other problem with this is take a person who is looking to cheat. They have their minds made up that this is what they want to do. Now, website or not, they will most likely do it. However, take that person who is lonely in their marriage. Maybe they feel a little under appreciated. Maybe their partner's libido has dropped slightly and they aren't feeling as fulfilled and satisfied as they used to. Would this person go cheat normally? No, probably not. They'd wait it out, or maybe just forget about it and chalk it up to just a mood. But, now there's a website. 24 hour access to people who want to cheat. Because they themselves are cheating, they will be discrete, whereas you take the chance elsewhere that the person will become attached and rat you out. They go on just to "browse", and next thing you know, they're talking to someone and they do it.
Sure, at the end of the day, we all make our own choices. Some of us will chose to be unfaithful no matter what. I just hate that that choice is being made easier and easier, and people seem to be ok with that. IF monogamy is not your thing, fine. Don't get married. If you are already married? There is a beautiful thing called divorce.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Morning Musings from an 8 year old
"I've been doing a lot of thinking. I have decided that I am going to wait for when the snow for really real, goes away before building my Styrofoam glider plane. They break really easy, and I spent a whole $5 on it and if the weather wants to be all wily nilly, with snow one day, and spring the next, well, I just can't trust that the snow won't break my glider."
Smart man. Never bet on the weather. You will always lose.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Girls weekend!
Well, Bee left Friday afternoon for his big huntin trip. I left right after work to head out to Miss. A's house for some girl time! I arrived just in time to bribe her lovely children to like me with candy. I find it best, when entering a home with children, you always bring candy. Always. I must say, they both wanted to be my BFF when the suckers came out. Score.
I also got to meet their dad. Also known as Miss A's ex husband. Well, isn't he just a barrel of loveliness. I am glad they have Miss A, and hope someday they realize their dad is kind of a waste of space. Anywho, after the kids left with Mr. Sunshine, we headed up to the Ruby Tuesdays for dinner. Other than being so dark in there that we had to feel our way around to our table, we had a GREAT dinner :) Mmmmmmm...salad bar.....steak....spinach artichoke dip....cheesy garlic biscuits....I am sooo hungry right now... Ahem. After dinner, we went back to her house and polished off a nice local bottle of wine. Then I went home, way later than anticipated, but it was all good :) That is, until I got all the way to the top of the hill by my house and saw that the road was flooded out. That was super fun, because that meant I had to drive 20min back the opposite way just to get home.
Saturday, I got up and took the kids to the Grandparents of the Year's house. Then came home and franticly tried to figure out why in the sweet name of heaven was it so cold (62 degrees) in dining room and living room when the thermostat clearly states that it needs to be 70 degrees. I felt useless and dumb because Bee wasn't there to ask him "Hey, um, is this an issue, or is this normal because our house is over 100 years old?" I wished my poppy lived closer because I would have made him come over and look at it. I thought about called one of Bee's guy friends who lives down the road, but was too embarrassed. I called my mom, and she quilted me into texting my landlord. Walt said the pilot light could be out. Call the gas company, then let him know because he was out of town. I decided I was not going to do that, because I felt like it HAD to be something so simple and I am not calling the gas company for that. I went to take my shower because BFF Rose was on her way and when I went into my bedroom and my bathroom it was toasty warm and I could feel heat coming from the radiator. I chalked it up to an old house and went about my business.
BFF Rose made it out, and we went and had Mexican for lunch. Can I be honest? I kinda hate Mexican food. I LOVE the free chips and salsa (though, the authentic restaurants always have unsalted chips. Why?!) and I love Bee's tacos he makes, and the Steak Santa Fe Tacos from Taco Bell. Anyway, I wanted Mexican because it was cheap, across the street from the Meglomart (Super Wal-Mart), and um, hello! Free Chips and Salsa. We ate, chatted, then hit up the store to buy supplies for our evening and the next day. We got cinnamon rolls for breakfast on Sunday, Chocolate, Chocolate Chip Sandwich cookies with vanilla cream (think Oreo's, but with chocolate chip cookies..Oh Em Gee...best invention EVER) Beer, Wine, and we wanted the frozen ravioli's, but they only had beef, and beef is gross, so we went with cheese tortellini's.
We headed home around midnight, had a few more beers, then went to bed. Sunday we hung out all day and just talked and ate. It was nice! Bee came home around 9:30 and said the roads were horrible due to the current snow storm. He had a BLAST in the woods, but the only thing they killed was the 12-packs of beer they had. Apparently, the Coyotes got the memo they were comin :) The kids made it home shortly after that. And finally, all my hive was as it should be!
I also got to meet their dad. Also known as Miss A's ex husband. Well, isn't he just a barrel of loveliness. I am glad they have Miss A, and hope someday they realize their dad is kind of a waste of space. Anywho, after the kids left with Mr. Sunshine, we headed up to the Ruby Tuesdays for dinner. Other than being so dark in there that we had to feel our way around to our table, we had a GREAT dinner :) Mmmmmmm...salad bar.....steak....spinach artichoke dip....cheesy garlic biscuits....I am sooo hungry right now... Ahem. After dinner, we went back to her house and polished off a nice local bottle of wine. Then I went home, way later than anticipated, but it was all good :) That is, until I got all the way to the top of the hill by my house and saw that the road was flooded out. That was super fun, because that meant I had to drive 20min back the opposite way just to get home.
Saturday, I got up and took the kids to the Grandparents of the Year's house. Then came home and franticly tried to figure out why in the sweet name of heaven was it so cold (62 degrees) in dining room and living room when the thermostat clearly states that it needs to be 70 degrees. I felt useless and dumb because Bee wasn't there to ask him "Hey, um, is this an issue, or is this normal because our house is over 100 years old?" I wished my poppy lived closer because I would have made him come over and look at it. I thought about called one of Bee's guy friends who lives down the road, but was too embarrassed. I called my mom, and she quilted me into texting my landlord. Walt said the pilot light could be out. Call the gas company, then let him know because he was out of town. I decided I was not going to do that, because I felt like it HAD to be something so simple and I am not calling the gas company for that. I went to take my shower because BFF Rose was on her way and when I went into my bedroom and my bathroom it was toasty warm and I could feel heat coming from the radiator. I chalked it up to an old house and went about my business.
BFF Rose made it out, and we went and had Mexican for lunch. Can I be honest? I kinda hate Mexican food. I LOVE the free chips and salsa (though, the authentic restaurants always have unsalted chips. Why?!) and I love Bee's tacos he makes, and the Steak Santa Fe Tacos from Taco Bell. Anyway, I wanted Mexican because it was cheap, across the street from the Meglomart (Super Wal-Mart), and um, hello! Free Chips and Salsa. We ate, chatted, then hit up the store to buy supplies for our evening and the next day. We got cinnamon rolls for breakfast on Sunday, Chocolate, Chocolate Chip Sandwich cookies with vanilla cream (think Oreo's, but with chocolate chip cookies..Oh Em Gee...best invention EVER) Beer, Wine, and we wanted the frozen ravioli's, but they only had beef, and beef is gross, so we went with cheese tortellini's.
We made it home, and since it was already 4:30pm, we open the beer! After about four, we decided that why keep putting off my haircut that I want so bad. Bff Rose can do it! So, she did. With sewing scissors, a brush instead of a comb, and slightly impaired judgment, she took off 2 and a half inches (but kept my layers) and she did an awesome job! My cheap ass will never again pay for a haircut. Well, I will, but with beer and chocolate instead of money :) Around 8pm, we headed up to the local watering hole for bar food. We went there specifically because they have fried green beans, which are BFF Rose's favorite. We ordered that and the Sampler. Turns out, they were out of green beans. They ended up giving us a discount on the wings we ordered to replace them. BFF Rose said "Oh, and we prefer the wings, not the drumsticks." and you know what? When our order came, it was all the flat wings. No Drumsticks! We were floored! The guy said, "Yeah, I had to open like two packages because they come pre-sorted in packs of 6 and 8." Aww. Sweet boy!
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| Before, and with makeup |
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| AFTER, with NO make-up, and puffy from only wake up an hour before |
We headed home around midnight, had a few more beers, then went to bed. Sunday we hung out all day and just talked and ate. It was nice! Bee came home around 9:30 and said the roads were horrible due to the current snow storm. He had a BLAST in the woods, but the only thing they killed was the 12-packs of beer they had. Apparently, the Coyotes got the memo they were comin :) The kids made it home shortly after that. And finally, all my hive was as it should be!
This morning, I woke up and the ice storm covered all the trees in ice! It was beautiful! My tires also handled well, so driving to work wasn't so bad :) Ah, just a few more weeks of this...
Friday, February 18, 2011
And now, 5 months later...
I wrote this post 5 months ago. Bee was going out to his friend's cabin in the woods to shoot stuff. I was happy for him and his guy time, but bummed because I was going to be left alone that weekend and I felt like I had no friends.
Well, five months later, here we are again. Bee is going up to the cabin to go Coyote hunting. This time for the whole weekend. However, this time I really am happy for him! As for me, I am spending the weekend with my girls! Tonight I am going out to see the lovely Miss A for food and wine. Then, tomorrow morning J goes to her mom's, the other kids are going to the Grandparents of the Year, and then BFF Rose is coming out! We will be spending the day together, then going out. Who knows what kind of trouble we will get in to! :)
Happy Weekend everyone!
Well, five months later, here we are again. Bee is going up to the cabin to go Coyote hunting. This time for the whole weekend. However, this time I really am happy for him! As for me, I am spending the weekend with my girls! Tonight I am going out to see the lovely Miss A for food and wine. Then, tomorrow morning J goes to her mom's, the other kids are going to the Grandparents of the Year, and then BFF Rose is coming out! We will be spending the day together, then going out. Who knows what kind of trouble we will get in to! :)
Happy Weekend everyone!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Garbage stinks!
I am currently at war with Waste Management. I have been since we moved. I just don't understand why, when I pay my bill, in full, and on time, they still refuse to PICK.UP.MY.TRASH.
Trash day is Monday. They have from 6am until dark time to come pick up the trash. So, C places the cans on the curb, right side facing the street (our garbage men are lazy and don't even get out of the truck. They have an "arm" that reaches out, grabs the can, lifts it, and dumps it before placing it back on the curb). on Sunday night before she goes to bed, so, like 8pm. Monday night, the trash is still sitting there, which means Tuesday, I have to remember to call them and tell them they forgot, AGAIN, and to please get my trash. Which, depending on when I remember to do that because you know, I am at work, it could be as late as Thursday before it's done.
Each time I call, they are very polite. They apologize up and down for this situation. They don't understand what is causing it, other than my route has had new drivers lately, but that shouldn't cause this! They tell me they will credit my bill, and promise me it will not happen again. THIS has been my life for the last 24 weeks. With the exception of 6 or 7 times, it happens every week. Yet, I have gotten 4 credits, even though I am promised one each time they screw up. I'm not good at math, but even I know that's not right.
This lst billing period was rough. I think I was on the phone with them almost every week. They gave me a credit of $7 dollars, ya'll.
I got on that phone and I raised Cain. I demanded a supervisor. I talked over her, I stated my case, I aired my frustration, told them I thought they sucked at life and the best I got was another $3.75 off my bill.
Really? REALLY?! And the attitude I got was that I should just accept it and be happy. Well, I told them I would TAKE that credit. Then, they could notate in my account that from now on, if I have to call them to remind them to get my trash, I will automatically deduct $3.75 from my bill and they should too. Nothing need to be said about it, it should just happen. If they don't like it, I will send a complaint to the Better Business Bureau along with my formal complaint sent to their company (which was sent before this post was typed), and I will have a nice little sit down with my good friend who happens to be the head of city council and we will discuss their monopoly of a contract over our little township.
Bastards. I wish a swift kick to the taco to all of them!
Trash day is Monday. They have from 6am until dark time to come pick up the trash. So, C places the cans on the curb, right side facing the street (our garbage men are lazy and don't even get out of the truck. They have an "arm" that reaches out, grabs the can, lifts it, and dumps it before placing it back on the curb). on Sunday night before she goes to bed, so, like 8pm. Monday night, the trash is still sitting there, which means Tuesday, I have to remember to call them and tell them they forgot, AGAIN, and to please get my trash. Which, depending on when I remember to do that because you know, I am at work, it could be as late as Thursday before it's done.
Each time I call, they are very polite. They apologize up and down for this situation. They don't understand what is causing it, other than my route has had new drivers lately, but that shouldn't cause this! They tell me they will credit my bill, and promise me it will not happen again. THIS has been my life for the last 24 weeks. With the exception of 6 or 7 times, it happens every week. Yet, I have gotten 4 credits, even though I am promised one each time they screw up. I'm not good at math, but even I know that's not right.
This lst billing period was rough. I think I was on the phone with them almost every week. They gave me a credit of $7 dollars, ya'll.
"Hi! I know we suck at life, and our line of work, but here's a whole $7 for your trouble. Go on! Buy yourself something nice! *wink* *Toothsparkle*"Bite Me.
I got on that phone and I raised Cain. I demanded a supervisor. I talked over her, I stated my case, I aired my frustration, told them I thought they sucked at life and the best I got was another $3.75 off my bill.
Really? REALLY?! And the attitude I got was that I should just accept it and be happy. Well, I told them I would TAKE that credit. Then, they could notate in my account that from now on, if I have to call them to remind them to get my trash, I will automatically deduct $3.75 from my bill and they should too. Nothing need to be said about it, it should just happen. If they don't like it, I will send a complaint to the Better Business Bureau along with my formal complaint sent to their company (which was sent before this post was typed), and I will have a nice little sit down with my good friend who happens to be the head of city council and we will discuss their monopoly of a contract over our little township.
Bastards. I wish a swift kick to the taco to all of them!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Things that are currently annoying
- Mice. Apparently Mickey and his 8,000 family members have taken up residence in my house. My kitchen, to be specific. I don't have a problem with mice from that standpoint that they're kinda cute. I'm not going to jump on any chairs or anything, but I don't like them near my food, or spreading disease on my counter tops. If they pooped outside and ate, like, bugs, or something else useful, we'd be cool. Until then, I guess I am going to be hearing *SNAP* "awwww cooooooooollll!" a whole lot until spring.
- People who don't put up more than say, 2 pictures on facebook. There are some people in my life that I want to keep tabs on without having to have an actual conversation with them. You call it stalking, I call it taking a passive interest in their lives.
- Wrestling with the the fact Bee didn't bother to do anything for me for Valentines Day. After making a big deal about his hunting weekend being AFTER the Valentines Day weekend, and we would celebrate this past Saturday, nothing was done. I realize he thinks the day is dumb and Hallmark's way of pressuring men, I am upset that he can't even acknowledge the fact that I do celebrate and for once...just one time, think of what I might like or appreciate. I don't require gifts, and in fact, 3 days before he had just dropped $150.00 on new tires for my car but, a card would have been nice. Hell, a .65 cent kit-kat bar would have been nice. Then, I stop and think about all the little almost un-noticed things he does for me and I think, why do I need just one day? He shows me love all the time...and back to "He could have even just made me a card..."
- This cold. I am starting to be convinced that Little Man and I (And now J!) will have this until we die from it. I am feeling like the end is nigh! *cough, cough. Sniffle, Sniffle*
- People on the highway. Listen, the law states you have to pass on the left. Hence, why the left lane exists. How can I pass your slow moving vehicle on the left if you are camping in it with the cruise set at 60? You want to do 60? Stay in the right lane where you belong. Hell, if you want to do slower than me or the car behind you, even if it's 80, move OVER.
- Did I mention this cold? I am supposed to have BFF Rose over this weekend and we are supposed to spend the time pretending like it's the olden times and staying up late gossiping, eating, watching BAD tv and drinking. How can I do that if I am sick?!
- The Weather. It's going to be 55 today. 50 tomorrow, and 32 the rest of the week/weekend. Spring needs to not be a tease!
- I am out of wine! And Nyquil!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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