Today I'm going to talk about being thankful for Men, lol. I'm thankful that they are what they are and very rarely bother with anything like pretenses. Men are so much less complicated than women. Why, you ask? Well let me tell you:
1. On a recent shopping excursion with a male friend of mine I've discovered that shopping with a man is so much easier than shopping with a woman... they don't even try on their clothes before they buy them?!?!?! If it says on the label that the pants are the right size they throw em in the cart. I went Christmas shopping with a female friend a couple of days after that and she spent TWO HOURS trying on every pair of pants in the entire store.
2. Although some men are primpers and can spend forever getting ready to go out, even the most fashion conscious male out there cannot hold a candle to a high maintenance female. I had a friend in high school who would get up at 5:00am to start getting ready for school. She would shower, dry her hair, straighten her hair and then curl her hair... WTF? Why did you straighten it if you were just going to curl it again? She says you get a prettier curl that way... I say to hell with that I'm sleeping in until the last possible moment.
3. The last thing I will say in my Ode to men is that they understand the finer points of going to the movies. I would rather go to the movies with five men than one woman. Why? We women find it necessary to talk and analyse the whole damn movie WHILE IT'S STILL PLAYING. A guy (or at least the guys I know) will sit there and not say a word until the whole thing is over.
Now this is not to say that I don't like having female friends... they come in real handy when you need someone to bitch to about something that happened or to talk about anything for that matter... but that's something I can be thankful for another day.
Merry Christmas everyone. Hope you're starting to get into the spirit of things.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Friday, December 7, 2007
17 Days left of my Thankful Christmas Countdown
Today I'm thankful for being able to have all the necessities of life. I'm grateful that I have enough food to eat and wine... I mean water to drink ;) . That's it. I'm just thankful I'm one of those people who had never had to know what it was like to be hungry.
Merry Christmas everyone.
Merry Christmas everyone.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Countdown to Christmas....Day 18
Technically there are only 18 days until Christmas now since it is after midnight, lol. I just got off work and I decided to post the next installment now while I've got something fresh in my mind that I'm thankful for.
Tonight I'm thankful that I have a boss who'll not only laugh at me for flipping out at an asshole of a customer, but she will also congratulate me for sticking up for myself.
There is something about spending ones money that must turn some people into braying jackasses. So here I am at work and it's after 12, we close at 12, and I'm waiting for this guy to come in a pay for his gas. I look outside and his car was there but he was nowhere to be seen. Now, I'm waiting for him to come inside and pay so I can close up shop and go home. At this point, I'm tired, my feet hurt and I've got to be back to work in eight hours. I decide to go outside and see where the hell he's disapeared to. When I get outside he comes around the side of the builiding, I don't know if he went there to talk on his phone or take a piss, either way I'm a little bitchy at this point. So I say to him in my best customer service voice. "Sorry Sir, I was just wondering where you went, we're just waiting on you to pay for your gas so we can close up." I was VERY polite when all I wanted to do was kick him in the nuts and tell him to hurry the hell up so I could go home. His response "Yeah, well, I was waiting on to come serve me." HUH? We're a FRACKING self serve station. I still don't understand what he meant by that but anyway, I digress. I just left it at that and went inside to finish my closing stuff. He comes inside and proceeds to VERY SLOWLY pay for his gas, and then as he was leaving he says to me "You know you ought to watch it your being pretty blunt." WTF?!?!?!?! I thought I was very diplomatic up until that point, so you know me being me I lost it. Basically here's what I said:
" I was actually being pretty polite up until this point but let me tell you something, I'm not here to serve you when you're ready to be served. I close at 12 and I expect people to be courteous enough to be here and have what they need before then. I do not get paid to be here after 12 so unless you are willing to supplement my time be on time." I then shut the door in his face and finished closing up.
So here's what I ask all of you to do this holiday season. When you come across a harried and stressed out cashier/retail salesperson, take it easy on them. Give them a smile and wish them happy holidays. Always remember that they deal with a lot of crap from a lot of people all day long. Most days I get treated like dog shit no less than four times a day for things that are not my fault. I have rules to be followed just like everyone else in the working world. I can't bend the rules for one person unless I'm willing to bend them for everyone. Some people say the days of customer service are gone and that the customer is always right. I say, screw that. Customer service is gone because customers forgot how to treat us like people and the customer is not always right. Sometimes the customer is an asshole who deserves nothing less than a snowball to the back of the head.
Happy Holidays to you all. Thanks for listening to me rant, I know I'll sleep better now that I have that off of my mind.
Tonight I'm thankful that I have a boss who'll not only laugh at me for flipping out at an asshole of a customer, but she will also congratulate me for sticking up for myself.
There is something about spending ones money that must turn some people into braying jackasses. So here I am at work and it's after 12, we close at 12, and I'm waiting for this guy to come in a pay for his gas. I look outside and his car was there but he was nowhere to be seen. Now, I'm waiting for him to come inside and pay so I can close up shop and go home. At this point, I'm tired, my feet hurt and I've got to be back to work in eight hours. I decide to go outside and see where the hell he's disapeared to. When I get outside he comes around the side of the builiding, I don't know if he went there to talk on his phone or take a piss, either way I'm a little bitchy at this point. So I say to him in my best customer service voice. "Sorry Sir, I was just wondering where you went, we're just waiting on you to pay for your gas so we can close up." I was VERY polite when all I wanted to do was kick him in the nuts and tell him to hurry the hell up so I could go home. His response "Yeah, well, I was waiting on to come serve me." HUH? We're a FRACKING self serve station. I still don't understand what he meant by that but anyway, I digress. I just left it at that and went inside to finish my closing stuff. He comes inside and proceeds to VERY SLOWLY pay for his gas, and then as he was leaving he says to me "You know you ought to watch it your being pretty blunt." WTF?!?!?!?! I thought I was very diplomatic up until that point, so you know me being me I lost it. Basically here's what I said:
" I was actually being pretty polite up until this point but let me tell you something, I'm not here to serve you when you're ready to be served. I close at 12 and I expect people to be courteous enough to be here and have what they need before then. I do not get paid to be here after 12 so unless you are willing to supplement my time be on time." I then shut the door in his face and finished closing up.
So here's what I ask all of you to do this holiday season. When you come across a harried and stressed out cashier/retail salesperson, take it easy on them. Give them a smile and wish them happy holidays. Always remember that they deal with a lot of crap from a lot of people all day long. Most days I get treated like dog shit no less than four times a day for things that are not my fault. I have rules to be followed just like everyone else in the working world. I can't bend the rules for one person unless I'm willing to bend them for everyone. Some people say the days of customer service are gone and that the customer is always right. I say, screw that. Customer service is gone because customers forgot how to treat us like people and the customer is not always right. Sometimes the customer is an asshole who deserves nothing less than a snowball to the back of the head.
Happy Holidays to you all. Thanks for listening to me rant, I know I'll sleep better now that I have that off of my mind.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Countdown to Christmas....19 days to go
So, here it goes.... there are nineteen days until Christmas and I have to say that it's my most favorite time of the year. Sure I bitch and moan about how commercial it's gotten. It's always a bit of a struggle to juggle finances and buy presents for the myriad of people on my shopping list. However, this year I wanted to start thinking about what I'm thankful for, why I'm glad I am who I am. Each day I'm going to write one thing that I'm grateful for. It'll be something I've done, experienced, someone, you get the picture.
Day 19
Today I'm grateful for all the opportunities my parents gave me growing up. I know now, looking back, that we were never what you would call well off. We were your typical middle-class family. My Mom was a stay-at-home Mom (the hardest working mothers out there if you ask me) and my Dad managed a Dairy plant. We had a nice home on a nice street. Growing up though I always hated the fact that my clothes were never really in fashion and I never had all the expensive stuff that some of my classmates had. I did however do a lot of things that I'm sure cost my parents bucket loads of cash.
They never said no when I wanted to go to Ireland with my Ballet troupe, or when I wanted to go to Cadet camp every summer, or the summer I trained like a moron for my Basketball group. My Mom would have to get up at 6:30am every morning that summer to bring me to morning practice, she would pick me up after that and then bring me back again for afternoon practice. She never complained at all. They allowed me to do countless things that I'm sure some parents would never agree to. So today I'm grateful that my parents just let me be me.
Merry Christmas everybody!!
BTW. Sorry I've been away, I was lulled by the craziness that is facebook. :D
Day 19
Today I'm grateful for all the opportunities my parents gave me growing up. I know now, looking back, that we were never what you would call well off. We were your typical middle-class family. My Mom was a stay-at-home Mom (the hardest working mothers out there if you ask me) and my Dad managed a Dairy plant. We had a nice home on a nice street. Growing up though I always hated the fact that my clothes were never really in fashion and I never had all the expensive stuff that some of my classmates had. I did however do a lot of things that I'm sure cost my parents bucket loads of cash.
They never said no when I wanted to go to Ireland with my Ballet troupe, or when I wanted to go to Cadet camp every summer, or the summer I trained like a moron for my Basketball group. My Mom would have to get up at 6:30am every morning that summer to bring me to morning practice, she would pick me up after that and then bring me back again for afternoon practice. She never complained at all. They allowed me to do countless things that I'm sure some parents would never agree to. So today I'm grateful that my parents just let me be me.
Merry Christmas everybody!!
BTW. Sorry I've been away, I was lulled by the craziness that is facebook. :D
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