Jury duty

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Civic duty, but….

There has been a change in the way you have to find out if you are to report for jury duty and I don’t like it. I don’t know what other places have to do or go through for this process but from my experience here locally there has been a definite change and I don’t like it because it keeps you in a hold pattern for two weeks.

It used to be that you filled out the form, sent it in, then called at the appointed time to find out if you needed to report for the next week. For the second week, typically, it had been that you would have to call a second time for that week but not always.

So, I had a vacation planned last week and I also got notice that I would have to call for jury duty that week too. So, any plans I had (luckily just a staycation) were immediately out the door and I couldn’t plan anything either because I wasn’t sure if I would have to report. I called at the appointed time and they said call again in two days.

For the entire first week, and now for the entire second week, they have you calling every two days to see if you are going to report to the courthouse the following day. They are literally stringing you along for two weeks instead of just releasing you when they have nothing on the docket.

Highly irritating!

So, I have been in limbo for two weeks, playing jury duty roulette with vacation plans and work because they have a different way of doing things now.

Stupid.

Coffee art

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I’ve watched videos. I’ve seen pictures.

I had questions and even briefly thought, “That’s kinda cool,” until I experienced it. I’ve had it handed to me over the counter at a couple different places and now I just kinda think, “Stop doing this crap.”

Who exactly is this for, me or the barista?

I don’t really think it is for me, honestly. I has to be for the barista but I can’t pin-point why…

For me, it doesn’t increase the taste of the coffee. It doesn’t increase my enjoyment of the coffee. It doesn’t give me “the feels” to have some cutesy picture or image in my coffee as I proceed to consume it. It does, however, appear to make by steaming hot cup of joe…cooler, and less enjoyable. I wanted it hot, not lukewarm because it took you an extra two minutes to draw a picture in my beverage.

For the barista, does it make you feel good about yourself? Does it help your self-image to give someone a cooler cup of joe? It there some special place in heaven (or hell) that awards you for your handiness with cold foam coffee art?

I don’t know. I just can’t stand it and it bugs me to no end that people waste time and good coffee to practice this stuff.

JUST GIMME THE JOE AND STOP PLAYING WITH MY FOOD/DRINK.

How about “No”?

There is at least one in everyone’s life. There is at least one in everyone’s working sphere. There is always one. They are exhausting, annoying, and their success in getting to “Yes” is a rarity.

That person who won’t take “No” for an answer.

Good grief, I wanna shove an ice pick into my ear as deep as it will go and then wiggle it around like I am trying to make round cookie balls.

I jut got off the phone with a client who, no matter how many times I explained the limitations of the software and no matter how many times I explained the exact same info in a different way, she still wouldn’t accept that she couldn’t bend the software to her will.

She even suggested that maybe the people who made the software could program what she wanted into the software.

OK, that might have been a viable (and costly) answer in the past, but the software developers are focused on the new version of the software and aren’t taking requests for the current software even if the client pays for it.

Instead of adapting to the way it works and educating the people who use it (or are expected to use it), she just wants it to work the way she wants it to work.

OK, lady, we’ll get on it just for you.

No, not really. Stop asking already.

I am the fourth person you have talked to about this. We have pushed the software as far and as close to what you want, but there is a limit and our answers are all the same.

NO

We can’t do any more for you.

NO

NO

Got it?

Anyone else have a person that just take “NO” for an answer?

Drop-in

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I highly dislike people showing up at the front door to visit. HIGHLY.

Call me anti-social. Call me a grump. Call me whatever.

I think it is rude to show up at someone’s front door unannounced. I don’t care if you are friend, family, or other. The least you can do is text or call and let someone know you are gonna stop by. It isn’t a tough thing to do.

I mean, how do they know if it’s a good time or not? For someone working from home right now – NEVER is a good time. But really, that applies to all the time for me. I just don’t want you to come visit unless I have invited you.

What do you think? Do you like surprise or unannounced visitors?

Do you show up randomly at other people’s doors? Are you one of “those people”?

Shop

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Is this normal? Asking for a friend…

No, not to shop. Everyone shops. It’s something that is probably done at least once per week, if not more. I get that.

But, what I am wondering is if it is normal for someone to go shopping and then ask if anyone in their family (not immediate, but extended) needs anything? Not just once, but every store you are running to for errands that day?

Three stops. Each one had the question posed to family. Different family members want us to pick up stuff for them at these three different locations?

Would this irritate you? It does me, obviously.

I am not out to shop for other people. I am not a service. I am not running it around to you and I am not going to store it for you until you have time to pick it up. I don’t care if you are family or not, I don’t wanna do it, especially if you are physically capable of doing it!

Small exception: While we were in lockdown and the older parents were afraid to go out in public, I made an exception here. I fully understood and supported this.

Not the case now.

Irritating AF. I guess that is my lot in life. First world problem, I know. But still. I’ll take care of my own crap and they can take care of their own…now if someone else in the house, er, I mean, that friend I was asking for could catch the drift…

Last minute

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Despise.

Irritation.

Annoyance.

Let’s just say, I don’t like it when people wait till the last minute to do something and then act like it is everyone else’s fault when it doesn’t get done on time. Oh, and they take it out on everyone around too!

Like seriously? You had all freaking day to get it started. It’s not like the schedule right now had ya so busy that you didn’t have time. So why exactly did you wait until the last minute to get started?

Want me to help? OK. Fine. I can do that. Wait? Gonna yell at me because of the way I am helping? OK. I’m out. I’m done. Handle it yourself. I’ll be over here minding my own business while you scramble to correct your procrastination. Good luck with that.

Co-workers? Spouse? Kids? Extended family? All of them – check!

What is with people? Why do they do it to themselves, let alone others?

Anyone else had it up to their ears with these kinds of issues? Especially these days since our daily lives and schedules aren’t as full as they used to be?

 

 

Glitter

Maybe this is a weird topic, maybe it isn’t. I don’t have a lot to say about it. I may have even talked about it already on the ol’ blog, but I was reminded again this weekend…

I hate it. With passion.

It is evil.

If ever there was someone who deserved to be drawn and quartered, it would be the inventor of glitter. I don’t even have to look up who invented it because I don’t care. 1000 cursed deaths upon whomever it is.

I can’t even continue writing this post because it upsets me so much.

I’ll be back tomorrow with something less traumatizing. I apologize if this triggered something for you.

 

Babies

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Babies are ugly.

There I said it.

Nearly all, and I do mean all, babies are ugly. There really is nothing cute about them.

No, I don’t want to see pictures of your baby. No, I don’t want to see pictures of your new grand-baby. No, I don’t wanna see pictures of any baby.

People, listen, no one really wants to see anything about a baby unless they ask you directly to see pictures of the baby. Otherwise, you are just annoying people needlessly with your gushing about a baby no one cares about but you.

Seriously.

I don’t want to read a blog about your babies. I don’t want to see video clips about your babies. I don’t want so hear stories about your babies.

Just knock it off already.

 

Fast talker

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I have written in the past about a co-worker who talks so fast that she sucks all the air out of the room and doesn’t leave room for anyone else to say anything.

Well, I also have a co-worker that apparently thinks she can read my mind and tries to finish my sentences for me, right or wrong. We can be talking about something and she interrupts to try and say what she thinks I was going to say, only for me to stop and have to redirect her in another direction. She must think she knows everything.

I am pretty sure that means she isn’t really listening, but trying formulate where I am going so she can jump ahead and finish what it is we are working on or trying to troubleshoot.

Irritating. Not to mention it takes more time than necessary because you are always putting her back on the right track.


Tell me something annoying about one of your co-workers. What drives you nuts at work? Let’s commiserate!

Pardon the interruption?

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Rude, I tell ya. Absolutely rude.

The weekend was going along just fine only to be interrupted by a Monday. And a Monday it is.

How about an all staff meeting to start your Monday morning? Or your week? However you look at it, this isn’t the best way to start. Can I get an “Amen!”?

So, rude Monday, how about you just go away and let me get right back to my weekend?