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28 June Peeve of the weekSo, one of my ongoing peeves is the fashion industry. Much as I love reading the "Undressed" column on msn (or wherever that's at) and seeing the ridiculous outfits people not only leave the house in, but then RED CARPET in, I don't get what they're so annoyed about sometimes. so, I just do my best to look good and anyone who doesn't like it can stuff it.
Recently, I've been pondering a "rule" of fashion that has always seemed more than a little bit ironic to me. In case you weren't aware, you're not supposed to wear horizontal stripes (read those that go from side to side) . . . like ever . . . no one . . . according to Stacy & Clinton on What Not to Wear. First and foremost we all know that strategically placed stripes can in fact be quite flattering. Thicker on top, darker on bottom stuff like that can create an illusion that is very flattering. But, for example, my oldschool tunic length (almost to my knees at 5'2") no form or shape whatsoever sweaters do NOT create any kind of illusion and therefore break this rule.
Now, here is my peeve about this. Tell me if you've noticed this or if you agree at all.
IF YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO WEAR HORIZONTAL STRIPES ...
WHY DO THEY MAKE CLOTHES
IN HORIZONTAL STRIPES!?!?!?!?!
Seriously. I simply do NOT understand this phenomenon. When I very first learned of the no horizontal stripes rule I was hard pressed to find any kind of top anywhere that was not made in horizontal stripes. Now they're mostly some sort of diagonal or simply vertical. But, still. I am baffled by this phenomenon.
Now comes the actual reason for all of this posting. I realized something yesterday that compounds this ever so slightly more. I had to buy new underwear a couple weeks ago. I don't go for the plain white, but I do get a 6 pack of Hanes. (I'm not a Vicky's kinda gal, too much money for too little fabric I say.) I pulled out a pair yesterday and realized . . . yep, they're horizontally striped. Now, I've already mentioned that I'm 5'2" and now I'll tell the entire cyberspace/internet world that I'm also around 180 pounds. Let's all just agree that MY behind should NOT be in horizontal stripes. If it's a significant behind to begin with, horizontal stripes are only going to magnify this perception. Thankfully for me, no one else has to see my behind, with or without horizontal stripes. But, I got a good laugh out of it when I saw them and realized I simply HAD to put something up here. Plus, it's only been FOREVER since I posted here.
Other news in my world to follow, hopefully soon, and then subsequently I might be posting a lot more, hopefully, maybe, could be possibly.  6 February VoicemailI have a handful of pet peeves. I posted about one over a year ago. If you click on the "Peeves" category at the bottom of this you can read through it.
Here is my peeve for the day.
"Oh, Look, I have voicemail" (or any kind of message)
Play the message and I hear something to the following effect:
"Hi, It's (insert name). Give me a call, I have a question for you. Thanks. Bye."
Ummmm, WHAT??? What do you want?!?!? I need to be prepared. Do you want to talk about a file we're working on? Do you want to talk about a brochure I should have? Do you want to know if I can go out on Saturday and I should have my calendar handy? Is someone traumatically injured and I need to be able to focus all my attention on you for half an hour??? I need a little bit more info than "I have a question"
I'm not sure why this sets me off, but it does.
SETS
ME
OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Literally, makes me want to scream every time. Now, I will admit that if you're just calling to chit chat and I realize that, I don't freak out when you leave a message like "Hi, it's me, just wondered how your day was going. Talk to ya later." That will not set me off. It's knowing that you want something and won't even give me a hint about it that sets me off.
I've been in a pretty poor mood for the last4-ish days, so you'll have to excuse the added vehemence of this message. I'm 2 steps from ripping someone's head off. So, be nice, and play careful, and maybe you'll get to keep yours.
(kidding
. . . sorta) 24 June I hate morningsEvery single morning my alarm goes off and I think
"I don't WANNA get up!!"
Every Single Morning!
It never ends. It doesn't matter how little or how lot of sleep I've had. It doesn't matter what temperature it is. It doesn't matter how many times I hit the snooze button. I never, never, NEVER want to get out of bed.
This morning was particularly bad because I drank Coke all night long last night while helping my friend Staci list stuff on eBay to make some money for Lifest. So, I got home, watched the Pilot of Alias while listening to my clothes dry. I had to dry them because I needed a shirt for work this morning. Which is the other half of my peeve. I love my job at Curves, but being up by 630 on a Saturday is so not working for me! Well, it is working, I'm just less than ecstatic about it. Which is beside the fact that I fell asleep on the couch sometime after one and woke up after two and crawled into bed. And, apparently, didn't get any good, restful sleep in bed because my eyes are burning so bad!!
In spite of all of that I am up and done gettign ready early enough to post this up quick. Not entirely sure what prompted me to share my standard morning reluctance, but there it is. I'm very excited 'cause I got to spend like 5 hours at Staci's last night and I get to spend today with Kelly and her kids. I
 Kelly. As a standard I don't get to spend much time with her, but we do talk on the phone all the time. So, I get to spend a few hours out there this afternoon. My big goal? Program her cell phone. We've talked about it and I always forget once I get out there. Ok, well, I better get going. I'm 2 minutes later than I should be, but I was planning to leave ten minutes early, so I'm still good on time. That's my other peeve about mornings. I spend ALL morning saying "I'm good on time, I'm not good on time, I'm barely ok on time" because I never leave myself extra time 'cause I'd rather be in bed and be late than get up 5 minutes earlier and not worry about it. Makes for sorta stressful mornings. How are your mornings? 15 February Makes me want to SCREAM!!OK, so I have a profile up on a bunch of personals/dating websites. I refuse to pay for any of them so I can't actually do much on them. So, through a series of prayers and decisions in the last couple of weeks I've decided to remove/delete every single one of them until further notice. I may put one or two back up later, but for now I'm removing all of them. So, I got an e-mail from one of them today and went to the site to delete my profile. Okay, deleted it fine. I go to another one that I have to delete myself and IT WON'T LET ME!!! If I want to delete/remove my profile I have to CALL THEM!!! So, I am right this second, as I type this, sitting on the phone waiting for one of the "agents" to get free so I can ask them to delete it for me!! What is that??Aggravation! That's what it is. So, now after 10 minutes I'm finally deleted. She was nice enough but had NO EXPLANATION for why I couldn't delete myself! GRRRR
Second, I was driving to work this morning and got behind a guy with disabled plates on the car. Okay, I try to have some compassion and empathy for people driving in disabled plates 'cause obviously something happened. But this guy! Argh, let me tell you about it! So, he's going slower than molasses and I'm already late, so I'm aggravated. Granted, that is completely my own fault, so I can only be so angry with him. BUT THEN, he pulls up to a green light and stops, STOPS!!! He's turning but we're on a one way so there is NO REASON TO STOP!!! So, I honk. Well, more like HONK. So, he looks at me crazy in his mirrors and makes the turn like he's a sea turtle. THEN he sorta shares the two lanes that he's turning onto. So, I'm like, "Okay, which one are you using, where are you going, so I can pass you!" So, I pull into the other lane and go flying by him and he looks at me, again, like I'm crazy!! What is that??? Then to make it funny, there is this guy crossing the street in the middle of the block, nowhere near a crosswalk, and this old guy HONKS AT HIM!!! Made me smile and sped off to work. Hopefully your morning has started better than mine. 23 January stupid part-time jobOkay, I am going to use some strong language. I hope you can handle it.
I HATE STUPID PEOPLE!
Yes, I said Hate, and yes I said stupid. I realize that is strong language, but it's very true. So, I had an interview for that part-time job at a local video rental chain. They're opening new stores and looking for management and I figured at the very least that I could help fill in and maybe, if I decided to later, move into management. I had even thought that maybe they would train me as management for a store that's not done being built yet just to make sure I'm well-trained before I'm needed. Well, that was NOT the case.
I get off work, go home, do my makeup, get my interview "suit" on, brush my teeth, fluff my hair, etc, and leave with half an hour to go before interview time. MORE than enough time to get there and sit in the car and read before I am needed. So, that's what I did. Then I go in and tell the three, THREE!, men behind the counter that I am there for an interview at 430. The guy hadn't even written it down, so it caught him totally off guard that he had an interview to do. So, he gets his materials and we walk out and just stand in the stacks of movies! They didn't even have an office or anything! So, he says "What drew you to [store]?" I said, cheap movies, basically. That's what drew me into the store to begin with, but it seems like a fun place to work and I have friends that work here and it sounds like I could sort of move up the ranks if that's something I decide I want to do. Well, he says, right now I'm basically just looking at availability. Mostly we're looking for someone to cover mornings and work with Becky (one of my friends who works there), Sunday mornings. So, is this availability still correct or is there any flexibility to it? Um, I told you 330-10 almost every night of the week and almost all day on Saturday and you want me to work MORE! Worse, you actually call this an interview!! You could have simply asked me that on the phone last week when you called me instead of getting me all excited, making me put on makeup, my good "suit" and come out here!! What I actually said was, no, that's pretty much all the hours I can work. I work 9-3 on my regular job, which is why I can only work until 10 because if I work much past that then I'm not going to get enough sleep to function and after a couple of days you probably won't want me here either. At which point the interview effectively ended. Well, not really, we did a little bit of chit chat wrap-up kinda talk, but I don't really remember it. I'm still upset about it. I just feel like that guy was really dumb and why didn't he bother to ask me if my availability was flexible or set or what over the phone. If that is a "hinge" do-or-die issue, then why bother bringing me in for an interview! That's a waste of my time (not to mention makeup) and yours.
I guess I'll have to call the local realtor's office that has had an ad in the paper for like 4 weeks or more looking for people. They are doing a seminar/info meeting of some sort on Weds I'm going to try going to and maybe get into that. 3-4 house sales and I can have my parents paid back. 3-4 more and I can have a nice downpayment on a house of my own. Maybe. Anyway, I'm annoyed, still. I'm going to go do something, not sure what. Read or watch a movie or TV or play some computer game or something for awhile and try to relax a little.
Then again, this all wouldn't be so bad, but then I decided that I should try going out since I look so good (sarcasm) and have my makeup done and all, but I couldn't find anyone to go with. Which, honestly, is a lie, that's how I feel, but I didn't even call anyone except my sister who I was fairly certain would say no. I have no idea if anyone else could or would go out, I just know I didn't get to go out and that I do have to go out tomorrow and probably won't have my makeup or anything done. It's just annoying.
How was your day? 18 November Pet Peeve (a new category) So, I come back to work from lunch and as I walk up to the elevators I see that the guy from the office next to me is waiting for the elevators and that he has a cup of coffee in each hand. So, he holds the door and hits the button and we ride up to our floor. We get up there and the doors open and he does not even hesitate a nanosecond to let me get out first.
I know, I know, kinda dumb. I believe that chivalry is not dead and that if some of the guys I know would buck up and take a chance and be real gentlemen that they would learn a lot about some of us ladies. I know, stupid thing to be peeved about, but aren't most peeves kinda dumb. Well, a lot of them anyway.
So, the peeve part is when a guy can't even try to be gentlemanly, like it never even occurs to him to consider the lady near him. Especially aggravating when there is a guy walking out a door more than 3 feet in front of you. Usually they make that half-hold like they're going to hold it a split second to appear to have made the effort, but it still closes long before you can get to it. I understand if you truly have something really urgent to get to, but usually not. Usually you are being lazy and want to look like maybe you've made the effort but not actually followed through. I mean, seriously, how long does it take to stand there and wait and hold the door for a lady. Or, even worse, how long does it take to wave a woman out a door ahead of you??? NO TIME AT ALL!!!!
Now, I know that many of us fairer sex have not been fairer at all and actually attacked some of you guys for this chivalrous move when you've tried it. But, here is my tip:
If it wasn't me that attacked you, THEN TRY IT AGAIN!
I can't absolutely promise without fail that I will react perfectly, but I can't imagine any instance short of nuclear war and loss of limbs in which I would attack or even be the least bit upset that a man went out of his way (even 30 seconds) to hold a door for me or wave me out of a doorway before himself. That is, of course, unless the loss of limbs were legs and he refused to help me out, but just stood there holding the door . . . . then that would suck and probably get you attacked. (Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "ankle biter."
 ) Anyway, guy's, please on behalf of us ladies who are tired of doing everything for ourselves 'cause you're too insecure or lazy to do it for us,
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TRY AGAIN!!!
Okay, I feel a little better. Back to my work here in the office. Hope you all have a wonderful day!!
p.s. Comments as always are very welcome. Let's hear your peeves or chivalrous ideas! :D
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