Things That Are Annoying Me Today

I am feeling great today, actually! The sun is shining, I got to be with my sis and mom, and I have a lot to be thankful for! Yay, right? As long as I keep the little irritants off my chest, anyway. Here are a few things that annoy me today...
1) The Casey Anthony trial. My heart breaks for her parents, man (and all others involved BESIDES Casey, and her legal team).
2) Guys who just DO NOT get IT! STILL!!! If you have to trick a girl into being alone with you, it's time to re-evaluate your life.
3) People who post on FB more than 3 or 4x per day. Especially about the same shit.
4) People who tag me in photos that i'd never care to see (the pics, not the person) (well, sometimes the person, too).
5) Mapquest Driving Directions.
6) The Skype program I have been trying to "uninstall" for 2 months now.
7) The racoon that keeps getting into my trash on the porch. Why can't you just let me be lazy and take it to the dumpster in the morning? Grrr.... Enjoy your tampon applicator dinner, you little fucker!
8) Spam Mail
9) itunes store
10) The key-maker guy at wal-mart, cause
A-I had to stand and wait while watching him take over a minute and a half to walk from 3 aisles down, into the auto dept., and around the counter.
B-He then tells me that he is "OUT" of standard keys, so i'll have to pick one of the $5.50 ones covered in sparkle-paint and rhinestones, or leopard print BS.
C-He then hit on me while making my key (and taking his sweet time, here too).
D-Almost "forgot" to give me my original back.
E-Moaned/grunted as I walked away.
11) USAA website for
A-NEVER remembering my password for me
B-Refusing my new password SEVEN TIMES before I'd entered the proper amount/number of characters/uppercase and lowercase letters/characters/symbols/all in a certain order. WHY THE FUCK don't they just post 2 or 3 lines, listing all the rules you must abide by when choosing ur password, so it doesn't take 47 tries first!
12) The dude in front of me at the gas station who left behind a puddle of ice/soda on the counter for me to set my wallet in.
13) People on dating/singles sites who
A-Don't feel the need to post a pic
B-Post a pic that is unclear/too far away to see their face accurately
C-Post the generic "snappin one of my hot "athletic" bod in the bathroom mirror, while flexing for ya, baby" Gross.
D-Post the creepy pic of them while driving their car. We're talkin' sunglasses on, seat-belt choking them, tie on goin to work, earpiece in, ZERO smile. What is this shit about, anyway?
E-Either/or post pics in which I cannot see their teeth situation (a smile), or what's under their hat.
14) Google search for ALWAYS pointing out, "bold-ing", italacizing, and mocking my mis-spellings.

THAT'S IT!!! If you are also annoyed by any/all of these things, HOLLA!!!

Trust Your Gut

in*tu*i*tion-noun
1-direct perception of truth, fact, etc., independent of any reasoning process; immediate apprehension.
2-a fact, truth, ect., perceived in this way.
3-a keen and quick insight.

Sooo...we all have it. Not just MOTHERS. Not just WOMEN. All of us. Including myself. Mine, in my opinion, is EXTRA keen, if you will. It kicks in, and it's decision time. This is where I, personally, go wrong. Making the right decision at this point, is where I lack. Signifigantly. I know what will come of either decision, but whether I choose to ignore this or not is the hurdle in my life. I continue to surround myself with the wrong people. My mother points out that I have done this my entire life. No matter how much I love them, and/or enjoy being around them, I am in no position to ignore the influence certain types of people have on me. I can sit here and preach ALL DAY LONG about how I am my own person, and I make my own decisions (right or wrong), but I surround myself with the things/people with which I am comfortable being destructive, for the most part. Therefore, I get to keep being destructive! Yipee! NO!!! Not cool. Being self-aware, and acknowleging this doesn't make it ok, though. It doesn't fix those bad choices. In fact, it makes it worse, because it is an admittance to supreme stupidity, on my part. The theme to my life is "I KNEW BETTER!" Pa. Thetic. Now, there IS a bright side, believe it or not. I, THANK GOD, have people in my life who refuse to let me become comfortable in that state. I have my parents, bestie, sister, and ex or 2, God, and a few others from my past, who simply aren't havin' it. No way, no how. These are the people I avoid when I feel like ignoring my intuition and fucking up. Why? Cause I know I can't "fake the funk" with them. My sister, for example, will never let me forget that "I am better than the choices I make". And I sure as shit hope she's right!!! A fork in the road has been a long time coming for me, and it's a matter of do or die at this point. My faith in my intuition is what's gonna really save my ass in the coming months, and we'll all see what i'm truely made of. It's put up, or shut up, and to all those who get left behind- Good luck in life. Last November, right before Thanksgiving, I experienced something that taught me the most important lesson in life, and it is as follows:
NO ONE ON THIS EARTH WILL TAKE CARE OF ME BUT ME! My safety, well-being, and health is in no one's best interest but my own. No more trusting others to keep me safe. No more believing others' promises of what will/will not happen to me. I cannot trust anyone but MYSELF, NO MATTER WHAT!!! My safety, my fate, my future is in mine, and God's hands ONLY, and my faith and intuition will tell me what I need to know. I was brought up well, and know the difference between right and wrong. As long as I keep that judgement directed at myself, my choices, and my actions, as opposed to at others', i'll be juuuust fine. No more caring about others' feelings, and hardships above my own. I have been far too caring, accepting, and rightous to set aside my own perogative when it comes to saving others. Until I save myself, I am of no use to the people I care about, or to God to do his work. So, in conclusion, I want to say thank you to those who refuse to give up on me, and farewell to those I must leave behind. It's go time. I cannot let my feelings of shame and guilt cripple me any longer. I've done what i've done, said what i've said, and wronged who i've wronged. Nothing is a valid excuse to keep me sick. My intuition has my head clear, my Lord has my heart open, and my future has eyes on the prize.

Too Much to Ask?

Seriously? Is it TOO MUCH to ask to be left alone while I pump my gas? Just ONCE during my lifetime, I'd like to make it into the gas station to pay, out to the pump, and back into my car without having some creeper roll up on me, call me "Shawty", and proceed to solicite some vague request for a sexual encounter from me. Please, just ONE TIME, can I be exempt from this obnoxious exchange? That's all I ask. I end up just doing the pervert a favor by saving his time as follows:
A) I'm not your "shawty" or your "Boo", or anything of that nature.
B) "Sweaty Pervert-meet Personal Space. Personal Space-meet Sweaty Pervert."
C) It's none of your business whether I have a BF or not.
D) No, you are NOT "just looking for a friend". You are "looking for a friend to penetrate in 1 or more orifices", and I'm NOT that "friend".
E) Why are you STILL talking to me?
F) Hell no-you CANNOT have my number, e-mail, address, etc.
G) BTW-Thanks for insulting me by your clear assumption that I'm this easy.
LASTLY-IT'S MY TURN TO TALK, PLAYA! SO NOW ANSWER MY QUESTION!?-
H) Does this rude, unwelcome, foreward, rehearsed, invading, unoriginal, desperate approach EVER result in the encounter you're after? Do you expect me to believe that you have pulled your car up to a complete stranger, interuppted her while she's minding her own business, engaged her in any sort of conversation that actually led to a sexual exchange? Is that what really happens in this world? Are there females who are that dumb, or dare I say FLATTERED by this crap? What naive, self-asteem-cripple would even consider climbing into your car? I CALL BULLSHIT!!!
SOOOOOO, that being said.....How bout this, Prince Charming? From now on, you're gonna reel-in your testosterone and genitals before you leave home, and show a little respect for females, their privacy, and their personal space, alright? How bout you learn to read another human being's body language and overall demeanor, indicating whether small talk is appropriate and/or welcome, and if not, don't impose, got it? OR! How bout you GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE, STOP EYE-RAPING ME, LET ME PUMP MY GAS IN SILENCE, AND MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS SO I'M NOT IN AN IRRITABLE MOOD FOR THE REST OF THE DAY, MMKAY???!!!!
No? Not gonna happen anytime this century? Ok, then. From this day foreward, I will pretend to be deaf, and completely ignore you. Call me a stuck-up bitch all day long, cause I can't hear a word of it. In fact, I can't see you either. Listen, man-if I'm actually expected to believe that your "approach" works for you, then BY GOD-They gave Helen Keller a driver's license too! Can you believe that? Do you? Makes no difference to me, cause my blind/deaf/happy-ass has already made it on down the road, 100% free of your harrassment! Happy Abducting to ya!

GET OVER YOURSELF!

Ok, people. Especially those of you in the dating scene. Listen carefully-NOT EVERY GUY/GIRL IS GOING TO BE INTO YOU. Hate it, but it's true, folks. Just because you were diggin your date, and was attracted to him/her, doesn't mean he/she felt the same. And guess what? Some people have manners, therefore, your date's politeness could easily get confused with the "chemistry" you think you feel. I cannot begin to count how many times I have been on a date with a guy and he point blank asks me "So, how do you feel like this date's going?". Uh....really? Why would you ask me that? Do you want the truth? Hell to the no. And I won't give it to you either. There's no way in hell that i'm gonna tell you "Actually, I'm not too attracted to you, your snaggletooth is driving me crazy, and we have nothing in common, so i'd say this date blows, so far." I (like most girls) am going to be polite and tell you that I am having a nice time, or some bullshit. SOOOO....DO NOT get all butt-hurt when I blow you off for a second date. Don't act like i'm an asshole cause I said the date was going fine, then failed to return your calls. We have all had our ego busted at some point, and ya just act pissy for a couple days, maybe get drunk, dust yourself off, and move on to the next. Maybe it's just me, but when a dude I'm into doesn't reciprocate the same vibe, I do not obssess over why. I assume either he was turned off by the way I talk (my language), or the AMOUNT that I talk, or my more masculine facial features, my laugh, WHATEVER!!! All of these qualities/characteristics seem petty, but are actually valid, if one is turned off by one of them. I mean, it doesn't rock me to the core, ya know? That being said-I have come across a few guys in my day who simply CAN NOT fathom this concept. They call, and txt, and FB, and e-mail, then call AGAIN, and repeat this cycle for months, even years! What really cracks me up is the message you get after about 3 un-returned contact attempts, where the message he leaves says something to the effect of "I'm not trying to bother you, but at this point, I'm just very worried about you. Are you ok? Just txt/call me and let me know you're alright, at least." LOL. NO YOU'RE NOT! I'm alive and well, Douchelord, and you know it! You can't trick me, Mr. Concerned! My reasoning for this entire blog is due to what I experienced last week. I went on a date with a guy from match.com. He was nice enough, but I knew right away that I wasn't into him. No attraction, I could tell he's needy, and he just seemed OFF to me. Anyway, at one point in the date he did a fucking flip-flop out of nowhere, and BOOM! His personality changed 100%. He REALLY started freakin me out, cause he couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that I wouldn't spend the night at his place. On the way to my car, he began asking me what I was thinking (insert groan here), and when I told him nothing, he didn't believe me, and nagged me about it. He even let me know angrily that he'd be going to a bar after he dropped me off. Anyway, he called me after a number of times, here and there, and I blew him off as politely as possible. WELL....he txted me last week that he'd be coming through my town and wanted to see if i'd be down to get together. LUCKILY, I was out of town myself, and when I let him know this, he sounded a bit aggravated, I responded with something slightly blunt/smart-ass, and HE LOST HIS FUCKING MIND!!! He began txting me the most vile, ugly, sick, demented, disrespectful insults, one after another. For example (after like the 33rd txt he'd sent, and I called him a fool)- " I'm a fool with more money in the bank than you could snort up in ten years cunt". Uh...whaaaaah? HUH? Where did that come from? And that was one of the milder things he said! Luckily, I bartended for waaay too long, and developed a massive backbone that not only prevents me from being affected by insults like these from guys like him, it also provided me with a powerful mechanism to turn any one of these statements back into an insult toward him. It's pretty impressive, I must admit. :) I know, I know. I should take the high road and ignore people like this. It's just too much fun, when it's a situation as severe as this one was. The more he threw at me, the dumber he looked, and the more angry he got. Finally, either his head exploded, or he finally gave up. Either way, my point is-if your ego gets hurt, at least keep your dignity. If you know how to TAKE A FUCKING HINT, then you won't ever look like a desperate tool. Or a stalker. Or a LUNATIC!!! I am honestly a little bit worried that this guy will find out where I live and do something to me cause he was THAT distraught, and volatile. All I know is that if a dude wants to hurt my feelings, or make some sort of point, calling me a "cunt" or a "whore" sure as shit aint gonna do the trick. Like, that's the best you can do? If I had a dollar for every time I was called a "slut" (by guy or girl), I'd be a rich bitch. UN. ORIGINAL. If you haven't slept with me, and/or know nothing about me personally whatsoever, calling me a hoe doesn't make much sense, now does it? It's just the easiest insult to fall back on when a person can't come up with an actual reason he/she dislikes another.


And lastly-this is for all you ladies with whom i've discussed this, and who are equally annoyed by it-GUYS-DO NOT EVER, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TXT ME "HEY"!!!!!!!! Hey? HEY WHAT, LOSER!? Speaking for myself, if you txt me "hey", you will never get a response from or speak to me ever again. I'd actually rather be called a cunt than receive "hey", via txt. LOL. It'd be slightly less annoying.
So what did we learn today, boys and girls?
1) If you like someone, but they don't like you back, it's not the end of the world.
2) Don't ask your date questions which he/she aren't in a position to answer truthfully, then use the answer you get as assurance.
3) 2 calls and/or txts without a response? Sorry sucka, move on. PLEASE!
4) Bashing someone you met once with threats and put-downs is the WRONG way to show him/her what he/she "could have had."
Happy Dating, Guys and Galls!!!

Traffic Court Trash

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!!!!???? Alright, i'm WELL aware that traffic court is a massive pain in the ass, trust me, I've spent half of my 27yrs there, seems like. I'd honestly rather eat a turd than sit through that shit. Luckily I've learned enough to bring something to do in order to pass the time, so it's not as bad. Anyhoo, I have seen witnessed wreched occurance each and every time I've been there, and it is disturbing still, EVERY TIME! The lowest of society who handle their frustration at being in traffic court as follows:
1) He/she actually shows up @ least 30mins late, sometimes more!!!
2) He/she chats up whoever is unfortunate enough to sit next to him/her, reguarding how pissed off he/she is to be there, how cops are "after" him/her, and many other things in addition to these examples.
3) He/she shows up in attire normally consisting of flip-flops, sweat/pajama pants, a wrinkled/dirty/over-sized t-shirt, disheveled hair (often with a pick sticking out of it), and a hateful scowel to complete his/her "rebellion".
4) When called to the stand, he/she makes it a point to approach the judge as slowly, and attitude-filled as possible.
5) He/she gives the judge as much shit as he/she is able to exude.
6) He/she NEVER has ANY of the money needed to pay a ticket/fine and/or court cost.
7) He/she is NEVER satsfied with the outcome NO MATTER WHAT, and expresses this by retreating from the bench with said attitude and speed (or lack thereof), with the addition of mumbling a number of curse words, and insults reguarding the judge/baliff/system/and police force.
8) At times, refusal to turn his/her cell phone off, or to silent mode, in the hopes of interuppting the process, and with full intent of pretending it was an accident.
Phew! Ok. So there happen to be a few other random examples, but that is almost more than my psyche can tolerate at the moment. My whole point to all this is that these particular people were clearly raised with the complete inability to put him/herself in others' shoes (s/a the judge, who is required to sit through the frusteration of this process, and tolerate this nonsense day in and day out). They were also NOT raised to have/show ANY class, tact, maturity, accountability, respect, manners, or common courtesy.
BTW-SIDENOTE-These are the same people I was forced to attend my "Drug and Alcohol Education Course", as required to complete as punishment for my D.U.I. conviction which occured a couple years ago. You see, on the first night of class, we were asked to, one by one, explain our situation, what we were convicted of, and the details of the actual arrest and anything else we found relevent. Well, out of about 25 people, I was literally the ONLY ONE who took responsibility, and opted to explain the occurance with the brutally honest answer of "I had drank (drunk?) too much alcohol, and should'nt have been driving. And clearly-I got caught." All other students expressed a bullshit story that made no sense, and/or was unbelievable to the extent of rediculous. It was pathetic all hell.
These people should not even be allowed into the court room past the ten minute mark of tardiness, thus resulting in a warrant for his/her arrest. And lastly, my main, and most relevent suggestion to these people (and myself in these situations) is simply this:
QUIT BREAKING THE MOTHAFUCKIN LAW, YOU ASSCLOWN!!!
TamR

Forced to be Lazy?

Why am I being forced to be lazy? I'm currently seeking employment, and this online application process is KILLING me!!! I miss the days when the lazy-ass person sitting at home applying online would never stand a chance against the old-school face-to-face job seeker such as myself. Yes, applying online is easier, in theory, but not for a person in my situation. I am currently a student in the healthcare field, and am trying to get employment through the local hospitals. I have no experience as far as employment history in the related skill set, but have passed classes, and performed numerous clinical rotations in the very hospitals I am applying with. I have performed the relevent skills, and am proficiant in them, yet unlicensed officially, until I finish my last semester of school. Therefore, I am qualified, yet do not appear to be on paper. The only way for me to explain my particular situation would be to speak to an actual person face-to-face. I'm actually going for positions I am OVERqualified for, and would be hired on the spot if I could only get an interview. It's so frusterating. In addition to all this, I happen to be a MASTER at the actual interview phase, and am much more appealing to an employer in person, yet am no longer given the chance to utilize such positive traits. All I really am trying to say is that if these bigger companies/businesses must use online hiring to narrow down the potential employee pool, they should at least give all applicants the appropriate options reguarding his/her level of qualifications.