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There they are, staring at me like a cat about to eat the canary.
It feels weird to complain about donuts, but dang it already I am going to.
I don’t need these. It is December, the month of Christmas treats everywhere.
I have no will power.
Stupid donuts.
Guess I’ll eat as many as possible so they stop staring at me.
Over the weekend I was shopping, online. I try to avoid stores if I can and will do so until I can no longer make due.
On said shopping venture I found an item that I thought would fit the budget and would be good for both kids (we usually put this item in their stocking each year). So I decided to buy.
Much to my dismay, the sale was limited to ONE item. I can only buy one. That sucks. How is it really a sale (price wasn’t fantastic) if it has a limit of one? I guess one kid doesn’t get a present in their stocking this year.
Come on, Amazon, you can do better than that.
I wonder which kid is my favorite?
Going back to work after a long (4 days, in my case) weekend is just punishment no one should have to endure. How about if you all continue to work and I’ll just take a permanent retirement where I still collect my paycheck?
Yeah, I think that sounds good.
It’s only 15 minutes into the work day and I can tell it is going to be a long day already…
#smh
I was at the store last evening picking up a last minute item needed by someone in the house to make something to put in my mouth today. The place was packed and the cash registers were beeping like crazy.
The young man behind the counter checking me out wished me a “Happy Thanksgiving” and I returned the sentiment. And then I added, “I hope you don’t have to work tomorrow.” His response irritated me, though it was really no fault of his own.
You see, he has to work today, at a grocery store, on Thanksgiving. That is the totally irritating part! The poor kid will spend at least half of his day working instead of being with family or friends, all because we as a society are too damn selfish to let people stay home.
You know what they used to do if they forgot the olives, or cranberries, or whatever? THEY WENT WITHOUT and made due with what they did have! No stores were open and everyone survived without whatever was missing. Because, really, did they need it that bad?
No one was working (well, except for first responders – and we’ll talk about that in a second). Why have we become a society of consumers and “me first”? It really is all our (me included, though I have made great effort over the years not to be) fault. We have made this mess.
Anyway, there are people working today which I suppose is a necessary evil. First responders (fire, police, hospital, ambulance, etc) are all on the job today keeping people safe or saving people. I am thankful for them. They sacrifice for us and that we should be grateful for.
So, Piss and Moan is sorta thankful today…is it possible to be only partially thankful and still not be an ass? Eh, who cares. Happy Thanksgiving.
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So, yeah, there was a holiday in the US yesterday. It was Veteran’s Day (thanks vets for all you have done and do) and so today is a day off from work.
However, the body clock does not know it’s a day off so it promptly woke me at the normal time as if it were a usual work day. Thanks internal body clock, I didn’t need that.
As such, I have obliged the body with normal coffee consumption but perhaps the only redeeming factor in the early wake on a holiday is that I can take a nap later in the day. But, I would just rather be sleeping now.
#smh
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Yeah, it’s THAT time of year again. I already mentioned one of the terrible things we have to enjoy during this season, but there is another similarly related item.
Pumpkin carving. Ugh…
I am sure I enjoyed it to some degree when I was a kid, and yes there is a degree of “tradition” involved. The whole trip tot he patch and walking in the mud and getting hot cider, etc. I get it.
But these days, I could care less. I don’t want to do it. I don’t want to help the kids do it. I don’t want to help the grandkids do it. I don’t want to do it. You can’t make me do it.
There I said it.
Yes, I am heartless. The Grinch is my spirit animal. Always.
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Our neighbors from the northern land!
Improve your driving we shall command.
Your lack of skill comes as no surprise,
Violate the laws and you won’t be free!
From the border you come,
O Canada, you speed on the freeway.
God you’re rude and pushy too!
O Canada, we won’t stand to let you speed.
O Canada, we won’t let you speed for free.
A little ode for our Canadian neighbors, sung to the tune of their national anthem. If you live in the upper left corner of the United States, you can totally relate to this little ditty. Shoot, if you live anywhere within reach of the Canadian border, you can probably relate. Am I wrong?
Total generalization here, but the general consensus (or commonly held stereotype) is that Canadians are generally a docile and friendly people. If you are actually IN Canada, I have found this to be true for the most part. They are nice people. However, in my experience, the are not great drivers.
Once they cross that border in the US, that stereotype goes away and another becomes the reality. They apparently forget all rules of the road and all manners while shopping. If you live within 200 miles of the border in Washington, this is a well known fact.
Reality is that Canadians are rude and self-absorbed. Two areas this is blatantly obvious: driving and shopping. This is displayed in driving because they speed, weave in and out of traffic, cut people off, tailgate, and otherwise display poor behavior with abandon because there is apparently no consequence for it, even when they get pulled over. The other area is shopping. The clog up our stores (especially close to the border) and purchase weird amounts of milk and gas (can we thank socialism and price controls for that?). They are pushy. They are usually very loud. They sometimes appear to not even understand the purchasing process…I mean, really?
So, how about we try this? Shop online and we’ll ship it too you. We want your money, but we can do without the bad driving and invasion of our stores every time you have a holiday in the land of maple syrup and Mounties.
