Letters to Random People

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Letters to Random People

Dear Guy in Front of Barnes & Noble,
When there is a pregnant mother with three well behaved girls trying to getting all of her kids and the double wide stroller out the front entrance and another mom helping her says that "I know having 3 can be a handful." the appropriate thing to say is NOT "it doesn't have to be, you just need to be more aggressive." I mean, COME ON. The girls were being good! What did you want her to do beat the oldest (5 years old at the most) into pushing the younger two in the stroller out the door while mom held it? Give me a break. You apparently never had kids or have long ago forgotten what is was like. In either case, I'm glad you weren't MY father.

Sincerely,
A pissed off mother of three who thinks you should have kept you trap shut!

Dear Wal-Mart people,
Today I realized why at times I'm tempted to call the store Voldemort. Having the normal set of restrooms at the front of the store and the "family restroom" at the back is kinda inconvenient. Having a sign by the normal one DOES NOT help. I will take my 6 year old son into the regular women's bathroom because by the time we would get to the "family restroom" in the back he would have peed his pants.

Sincerely,
A mother who didn't want to have to deal with pee.

Dear Online Gamers,
Just because you are online does not give you license to be total asses to other people. And when you say "I really am a great person in real life" I doubt it. I feel that the anonymity that the Internet gives brings out the true colors of a person. Those are your true colors you are showing when you are being a jerk.

Sincerely,
A mother who gets sick of teens and adults acting like 3 year olds.

Dear Kind Person,
Thank you so much for finding and returning my mothers ATM card to her bank. How thoughtful of you to realize that the bank has the only people that would have her number to call to tell her it was found.

Sincerely,
Someone who needed to be reminded that there are other good people out there.

Dear Blogspot,
What up with having two titles at the top of this post?!

Sincerely,
A confused blogger.

Warning: If you hit any of these, your likely to have a very pissed off Me on your hands.

- people not giving others the "benefit of the doubt".
- adults acting like children.
- using pregnancy as an excuse.
- using PMS as an excuse.
- expecting anyone to just "give" you "stuff"
- not giving others adequate warning before you freak out.
- being ungrateful for the things others do for you.
- Expecting my kids to act younger than their age (ie not jumping off of the steps) just because your kid is younger and may copy them... this isn't my kids fault. It's your job to parent your child, not my kids job to be responsible for their actions.

basically people being self centered... it kind of covers it.

Oh, then there's this one...
- trying to force or manipulate me into doing anything.
...that one just grates against my rebellious nature and will likely put me into a very bad mood.

Here's Your Sign!

Goofy thing I guess... as I was driving tonight I got really ticked off.

What is funny about it is that it wasn't cause someone cut me off in traffic or because someone was going at a snails pace in front of me.

It was because someone threw a live cigarette out their car window. Kinda anal to get mad about I guess. I just fail to see why many people seem to think the rules apply to everyone else and not to them. And it shows in something as simple as someone throwing litter on the ground and thinking it doesn't matter.

It is a lame thing to get mad about though. Sometimes I wish I had a big sign at the ready to pick up and hold up in the air saying "Here's your sign!!!!"*

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If you don't get the reference, take some time to watch this :)

Phone Menus

Yesterday our Internet was down (GASP how did I survive it!?) and Jer had taken the day off of work. So since he works for the phone company I had him call to see what was going on. His company has a phone menu.

I know most people complain about phone menus. You know, the "Press 1 of you speak English","Press 2 if you speak Spanish" (said in Spanish of course).

I know many people just simply press zero until they get someone with living breath on the other line. And truly I understand that desire. On the other hand I also understand that in large companies sometimes the best way to get you the service you need is to make sure you get to the appropriate group of people to help you.

I actually don't mind "Pressing 1". I have a completely different reason for disliking phone menus.

It's called kids.

You see, recently the companies who utilize phone menus started to do something that is incredibly annoying for mothers of small children (or as it turns out men with loud wives *snicker*). They started using "Voice recognition". You know... those phone menus where instead of pressing 1 you say "Service" or "Representative"... and if it doesn't understand what you said after a while it a) acts like you pressed zero a bazillion times or b) disconnects you (this is usually with the government ones).

I'm sure these people never considered what would happen to a parent of small children when trying to use on of these types of phone menus.

You either end up doing this:
and usually fail is making yourself understood, or you could try to ineffectively hide in a closet from your young ones (who have phone radar and immediately start fighting, asking you incessant questions, or screaming as soon as you get on the phone with ANYONE including phone menus and hold music), OR you could give up and get an annoyed representative who wonders why the crap you didn't just push the numbers to get to the people you need to talk to and then (after asking three or four "account" questions) transfers you to the number you need to be in.

The worst is when you get disconnected. :P

Talk-o-holic

Ok, so anyone that knows me in real life knows I like to talk.

A Lot.

I have about 5 people that I call on the phone almost every day just to "see how they are doing" a.k.a. to talk to someone ever the age of five. I usually end up talking on the phone for over an hour a day, but personally I like talking to people in person a lot more... and it doesn't even really matter what it is about.

The thing that I find myself wondering though is if I'm one of those people. You know the ones... those people that you dread calling or getting a call from cause they are SO DANG HARD TO GET OFF THE PHONE... or they won't let you actually leave when you see them in person.

These people bug even me... and oh, I so hope I'm not one of them! And I hope I don't turn into one of them as I get older. Please if you see this happening.... I BEG YOU... please SLAP ME!