Monday, February 11, 2008

OK, So I am mean...

..but what the hell.

Yesterday I went to Walmart with WP's bro. I finished shopping before him so I stood by the back of the checkouts to wait for him. I had lots of time to take in the staff (because he is so slow) I saw this woman...



She went to work dressed like this? The picture does not do real justice but in short her hair was all greasy and looked like it had not seen a brush in a while, she is wearing what I suspect to be her (much larger) husbands jacket for cutting the firewood in, and please if you are going to be short and wear cropped pants:
Get a shorter leg length ( I admit I have this problem and it's easier said then done) Or at least wear some no-show socks.

Jeeze, you would think even Walmart had some dress standards, why cant they shell out and supply everyone with a uniform of pants, a polo and a sweatshirt for the cooler days, they sell clothes for god's sake.

Anyway, lets move on:

I got a voice mail from work ( have to get used to saying that) I passed my drug test (oral- Sorry Corky) and seems I am not on Americas most wanted list so they look forward to seeing me next Monday at 8am.

Now onto the driving:

I attempted to parallel park this morning, first I moved WP's truck forward on the driveway and then I turned his Bro car around ( on the same same driveway- no mean feat- well for me anyway).
Then I had a go, not so good. I did not hit anything but was aware all the time of how close the garage/trash can and porch posts seemed. this put me off a little ( my story and I am sticking to it)

I persuaded WP to come out with me, because I need to know when to turn this way and when to turn that way- When I say need to know when , I mean I need a reference point on the inside of the car so when it lines up with X I know to go the other way.

Anyway he was a lot of help- Not. We changed places and he did it in like 1.5 seconds, before I had time to take anything in.

*Sigh

So when he went to work I moved the trash can to "pretend" it was the end of a car and had another go, I think I did ok....

Before



and after.



Not bad, I did it again and then decided it was too cold to carry on.
I want to take the test but I also don't want to because I am scared (lol), I know if I fail it the first time I won't want to go and do it again in case I get the same examiner.
But I want to get it over with, because lets face it once I pass I am hopefully NEVER going to have to parallel park anywhere. I will look at all the other options: Walk the extra distance/ not go/ make sure I am not the one driving.

What I need is someone who is kind and patient to tell me that I did it right (or show me when and where).

Do people like this exist?

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Sunday, September 09, 2007

I thought I better....

do some sort of blog.

I haven't been around for a while, did you miss me ?



Firstly WP has spent a few days in hospital so I was at his bedside like the dutiful wife I am. He's home now (well at work at the moment) and feeling a lot better.

And so to the rant....


On his discharge notes there was a medication listed that he was to take every night. Great! No prescription, or medication for that night, just a note to get the pharmacist to call this certain DR(a cover DR) for the directions...

So the next morning I went to Walgreen's to get them to call which she did. Five O'clock I decided to call Walgreen's to ask if it was ready. No, the Dr had not bothered to call in, she suggested I call the hospital which I did.

They put me thought to the nurses station , who could not help me, firstly because they no longer had the notes and secondly that had never heard of this DR. They told me to call the DR's page number direct.

So I did.

Several minutes on hold listening to terrible music...

Finally this woman answers, I was polite, I explained the situation.

Woman" This number is for medical emergencies only"

Me" Oh, well this is the number listed on the discharge paper"

Woman snotty voice" Well DR Cannotbebothered has been on call all weekend"

(Like this is my problem how? maybe if the DR had bothered to stop and write a prescription I would not have to bother anyone)

Me (again) " This is the number on the notes and Walgreen's have already called this morning Re this matter"

Woman" The Dr will get to it"

Me (pissed off by this time) " Well Walgreen's close at 6 so its a bit late in the day now.
I hung up by this time if the woman had been in sight I would have probably grabber her by the throat and throttled her....

Day 2 without the required medication...

I go to Walgreen's again to get them to call, which they do in my presence.
(Of course its Labour day so again they are closing early)

5 o'clock and still no call from DR Cannotbebothered, of course I am not surprised in the slightest.

Tuesday: Day 3 without medication...

I call WP's regular Dr and have the medication within 3 hours.

Blasted Dr's!


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For those of you who are interested,the stain came out of the carpet, I think because I acted fast. Firstly I mopped up the excess and then scrubbed the are with warm water and laundry detergent.


So I have done none of my X stitch, hardly any Gym(I went this morning).

I haven't heard anything from immigration, which is seriously stressing me out. I called the bank the other day to see if they had cashed the checks. No. This managed to stress me out more, to the point I am waking up with my teeth hurting from clenching my jaw in my sleep ( I do that when stressed out).

Oh joy.

Thats about it I think.

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Saturday, March 24, 2007

This is me...

Its true, people think I am nice but boy have they got that wrong.

Yesterday I was in full on Bitch mode, nothing was right, I know I am being unreasonable but I cant stop my self.
A brief outline...

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

I was pissed off he went to go out without saying "bye"

I was pissed off that I walked all the way to Old Navy in search of sleep shorts only to find they are over a tenner a pair and all the clearance ones are only in XS or XXL.

I was really pissed off when I found out his brother had eaten two of the three yogurts I had bought in an effort to start eating more healthy.

Imagine this morning when I go to get the third and find out he had eaten that too!

Sure I can make excuses :

PMS

Health issues on my mind

Ex issues on my mind

Feeling worthless to the most important person in my life

I could go on but for what ? there is no excuse really.


How can I be a nicer person, and stop hurting the people I love. seriously.

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