Sunday, October 31, 2010

If I Put On A Costume, I'm Getting Candy

and no amount of "aren't you a little too old for this?" is going to deter me.

Friday, October 29, 2010

I Am So Appreciated

Dear Boss,
I was delighted to hear that you wanted to buy your staff lunch for Employee Appreciation Day. After years of making you look good, we all deserve at least one free lunch, right? So, after (1) calling eateries; (2) taking lunch votes; (3) begging mid-managers for money; (4) creating and posting flyers and emails; (5) tracking RSVPs and lunch orders; (6) arranging tables & chairs; (7) picking up the lunches and schlepping them back to the office; and (8) cleaning up afterward (all the while you and your kiss-ass mid-managers sat watching) I simply cannot express how appreciated I felt. Next year, give me $10 and let me eat alone at McDonald's.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

My husband ignores me and won't help me with anything.  (Thank you, World of Warcraft.)  My elderly dog peed on my favorite hat this morning.  My sons "borrowed" $1200 from my Visa without my permission.  I have a fever of 103 and my throat feels like it's on fire.  It's Sunday -and thanks to my sons- I can't afford to go to the E.R. for treatment.  I wish I was well enough; I would kick 'em all out in the rain.  When the best part of my family is a senile dog, I just want to trade my family in for a new model.    

Friday, October 15, 2010

Bigot much?

Really, it is fine that you aren't all into facebook and post like once a year. But when you, with your PhD in Psychology, teaching at a universtiy, comment on my post about gay teens committing suicide because of the bullying and say "parents are lashing out in anger over their childs death" - that makes you look like a complete tool. On my FB page.  I wanted to delete it and defriend you but left it up so all our friends can see what an overeducated bigot you are. I really hope that you don't have any students in the closet in any of your classes.

 

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Sure, let me be the bad guy whine

Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse me for caring about the safety of your 6 month
old who is riding in an illegally front facing carseat. I know I may
come across as a know it all biotch, despite all attempts to sound
kind and diplomatic (and I believe I did), but my intentions are
nothing but good and caring. I would never forgive myself if something
happened and I had never said anything. And all of this I would gladly
tell you if you would be an adult and respond to my freaking email and
voice mail. Yes, I know you got them. Telling you my concerns was not
easy for me, but that's what friends do -- they look out for each
other. But I guess we both know that we were never really friends.

And to you, friend who first noticed the situation, said you couldn't
let it go, but was too chicken to say anything? Thanks for so
graciously letting me be the bad guy. You had very well not throw me
under the bus if the subject ever comes up.

Monday, October 4, 2010

shouldn't she know better?

When it comes to kids, parents are often the best ones to know, right?  Especially about their own kids?  Now, what if that said parent is also a teacher?  Isn't there the added training about chronological progression through life,.... what is in the best interest of children in general?  What is acceptable and not? 
 
So why is it that sometimes you find a teacher that is also a parent that does things, says things, that just make you shake your head and wonder what the hell is the matter with them?!

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Amazon Rant

How come every time I place an order at Amazon, which is OFTEN I tell you, the golden box deal of the day is either coordinated His&Her Snuggies or Men's Flannel lounge pants. ?

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