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Get your vent out here. No flames.
Since I'm a bit cranky this morning (lack of sleep due to a restless baby preparing to make her appearance) and I am a bit on edge. I have a few things that are driving me mad today and it appears I may not be alone...feel free to get your vent or pet peeve out here. Flame free.
1. To my employee: don't copy me in on every damn email. Just handle what I have hired you for and trust you to do. My inbox is full enough. I don't need to know every detail of everything I ask you to do.
2. To the guy in the break room: how hard is it to open up a lean cuisine pizza? And must you block everyone from the dishes and utensils while you figure it out?
3. To the people leaving dishes in the sink: Your mother does not work here. Clean up after yourselves. That's why we have a dishwasher.
4. To my husband: the reason I left the garage door up last night is because my hands were full. Could you not have been sweet and closed it for me when you left to go to pool league or when you came back? Now a stray cat has gotten in the garbage and has it strung out all over.
5. And again to my husband: When you sit on the couch and ask me what I'm looking for, and I say "keys", could you get up and help look and get me out the door like I do for you every morning - no matter how busy I am myself?
6. To the local drivers: The merge left sign means you move to the left before your side of the road runs out, not stay in that lane purposely, not making an effort to merge with the rest of us and then cuss us out when you can't slide in. You live here in this podunk town. The sign and road has been the same for the last 5 years. You know this. Why do I encounter one of you boneheads every damn day??
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Re: Get your vent out here. No flames.
I am at work, and do not feel like working. I just want to go home. I don't feel like dealing with people today.
But, this opens up a whole new can of worms, and chances are things are going to get crazy with the family. My mom's attitude about my aunt (who is an annoying PITA sometimes) is getting on my nerves. Big time.
My tummy hurts and I am super bloated. I hate that feeling.
My grandmother got put back in the hospital last night and I am super sad for her. She is so tired of fighting, of sturggling every second to breath. She want's to know why the Lord has forgotten her
I am sad that I posted on here, a vent about life, not about my SS (yes it had to do with him and our situation) and it got taken out of context and thus people felt the need to jump to the conclusion that I hate my SS. I don't get it, and probably never will.
To the people deleting and booking multiple meetings:
1. There is this wonderful feature in outlook that allows you to book mulitiple meetings with just one invite. Find it. Use it.
2. There is also this other really wonderful little feature that shows when I'm available and when I'm not. Find it. Use it.
This.
And just a friendly reminder to all people who drive on the freeway, if you are going to drive in the carpool lane, please at least do the freaking speed limit. It is a little ridiculous for me to have to get out of the carpool lane, pass you, and get back in. Thanks!
Our company is providing us lunch today for xmas. Turkey, potatoes, corn and rolls. Yum! I purposely didn't eat a big breakfast because of this. I eat lunch with pretty much the same co workers everyday. We were going to eat at 11:45. Then some took their morning break late, so they wanted to go at 12:15. Then another forgot she had a meeting at 12, so we are going at 12:30. The pregnant lady is HUNGRY!!
1.To my family members that think this it's easy for me to wake up, feed, dress, 2.5 year old twins, prepare myself while pregnant with #3, and get out the door at lightning speed PLEASE think again. I am slow and know I'm slow. I'm trying the best I can.
2. To my husband - if you stayed up late watching TV you're going to be TIRED. TOO TIRED to help me in the mornings. THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE. Therefore, I will rip you a new one and berate your irresponsibility. Don't try to sweet talk me after I'm uspet at you - it makes me want to kick your face.
3. To my SS - I am a hormonal pregnant *** right now. I made a super delicious baked ziti last night because I wanted to surprise you and your dad. THE LEAST you could have done was offer to set the table and cleaned the counters of the kitchen after dinner. (We used plastic everything last night so there were no dishes to clean). Why do we need to constantly ASK you to help. Why can't you offer to do something NICE for someone ELSE for a change?
To my dealers: I can not read your mind. Please read the simple instructions I send you and do as I ask. I promise, it's not that hard. Our work is free to you. I just saved you hundreds of dollars drawing that floorplan up for you and telling you what parts you need to order so that you don't have to hire an expensive designer. The least you can do is take 5 minutes to fill out simple details i need to finish your project for you. QUIT BEING LAZY!!
To Autodesk: I didn't pay $2000 for a drawing program to crash on me every 30 minutes. Please fix the damn issue and send me an update that works!!
Ooooo. I got lots.
To my Godmother: I love you. I do. Thank you for making me a baby quilt. I appreciate your hard work and efforts, but don't criticize my pattern and fabric choices. Just because I don't want a cutesy wootsie baby theme and I have picked a simple, non traditional pattern and fabrics that you can't mess up....doesn't mean I don't have taste. Call it ugly behind my back all you want, but don't tell me to my face and don't tell me my cousin doesn't like what I picked out either. It's rude and it makes me cranky. Besides...did you ever think that maybe YOU were the one who has no taste or eye for design?
To stupid horrible drivers on the road today: go the dang speed limit and quit gabbing on the phone, lighting a cig or whatever and pay attention- you are making the problem worse.
To the pharmacist and pharmacy techs at Walgreens: I do not want to sit for 45 minutes behind some @$$hole while you fill their prescription while they wait. Have them pull up already. I have worked a 10 hr day and been stuck in traffic for 45 minutes I want to get home already. If McDonalds can make you pull up to wait for fresh fries, then you can do it for someone waiting on some damnn viagra.
To DH's boss: when a person gets a paid holiday (xmas) you HAVE to give it to them. I'm sorry you were closed one day last week because of the blizzard, but that was YOUR decision. DH and I had plans.
To my boss: just because I am pregnant does not make me an invalid. Stop cutting back my hours. I need the money!!!!
To my car: I know I'm not the best driver, but did you REALLY need to slam my finger in the door, making my nail fall off? it hurts
And lastly, to BM: It must have been nice to have never held a job until DH left you, because you lived off him. But is it really fair to CONTINUE to not work so you can live off him? I have to work full time just so we can scrape by, and pay for you to loaf around. I will never get the option of being a SAHM, which would be fine if I actually got to reap the rewards ($$) of working my butt off.
1) To the Eifel Weather - I do not care if it's cold. Just give me some sun damn it.
2) To my DH - you LIED to me about the freaking weather here. Again, it is not the cold, but the lack of sun. So you are going to be forking over big $$ to buy me a GOOD full spectrum lamp.
3) To my family - please figure out what you are going to do with Nonnie (my grandmother). We all are seeing the early signs of dimentia. And I cannot move back to the States to live with her like I did with Nana and Papa (my great grandparents).
It makes life even more stressful knowing that I am thousands of miles away and I cannot do anything to help her or y'all.
To BM: A list from Santa and instructions to "pick something" that will be delivered by the reindeer very soon is not a Christmas gift from Santa. Did you FORGET it was Christmas like you FORGOT that it was our weekend, or FORGOT about this, that, and the other? Get a calendar.
To my mom: You are not the center of the world. I should have a say who is invited to MY baby shower. That aunt who I haven't talked to since my bridal shower? Yea, she is not invited.
To my non-pg/non-mommy friends: I love you all dearly and love spending time with you. But, NYE in a downtown bar is not really fun when you are 9 mo pg. Please don't be mad if my couch, MTV countdown, and popcorn sounds amazing.