So I was browsing through the channels today, and as I paused on the BET channel (Black Entertainment Television) I wondered if there would ever be White Entertainment Television, or if that would be considered racist? So the acronyms would be WET which sounds more like a porno channel... of course all the white supremacist rednecks who watched it would probably actually enjoy that part of it. Because really, who else would it appeal to? Then I came to the conclusion that there actually is a channel like that, but it's called CMT, ha ha ha.
So, pet peeve of the day. People who wear sunglasses in buildings. Is there really any better way of saying "I'm a douche bag" or "I'm an arrogant bitch who thinks too much of herself." I mean seriously. I had a couple customers today wearing them. I'm pretty sure it's not sending the message they intended. Of course one was an older lady, and I can overlook that because she probably just forgot she had them on. Which brings me to the fact that I'm really looking forward to old, even though it's still long time away. I know lots of people dread it, but think about it, you really can get away with just about anything. Or as my grandma says "I can fart anywhere, and no one cares!"
I think some of the most embarrassing times in my childhood were when we were out shopping with her and she'd just let one rip. We'd run away as fast as we could. Then she'd "page" us to find us. But my grandma doesn't need a speaker system, oh no. She would simply yell our names across Target (or wherever we were) and I don't care if you were in the back in the bathroom, you HEARD her and came running!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Drivers
I think there should be a system where, if someone is driving like a 12 year old who's never been behind the wheel before, you can report them. I've put a lot of thought behind this because I've been driving a ton this week, and have been driving with a bunch of jackasses, and incredibly old people who's mission in life is to impede other drivers and make driving on the freeway a living hell. I'm not saying I'm a saint of a driver or anything, but I tend to use common sense when I'm driving. Something I'm finding more and more drivers are lacking.
PEOPLE NEED TO USE THEIR BLINKERS!!! I realize in heavy traffic, sometimes you just have to cut people off, we all do it. But, if you use your blinker I can at least let off the gas a prepare so I don't have to slam on my brakes when you get in my lane going 20mph less than me. I know some people are assholes and when you turn your blinker on to change lanes, they close any gap you might have had, but at least signal as your changing. Same as if you're turning. You know if you'd turned your blinker on 100 yrds before your turn (as required by law) I'd have actually been able to pull out. But since you put it on as you were turning, you just made me wait their for another 5 mins.
On ramps are the ones that are really killing me. My drivers ed instructor taught me to get up to speed on the on ramp (hence why it is so long, and so you have time to gauge where you can fit in) so you can merge with traffic more fluidly and not disrupt traffic. This does not mean try to creep out at 25mph on the 65mph highway. You clog up traffic and it's completely avoidable! Most bad traffic situations are caused by one idiot. ONE!
I also can't stand when people 'hover' in my blind spot. It's like their hell bent on staying there. I'll be going down the freeway, slowly passing someone until they see me, then they slowly speed up to keep up with me. Now to be fair, I don't think people generally mean to do this, I think they're just zoned out. The worst part of this is when after awhile of them hovering, I need to get over to take my exit. So I'll try speeding up a little to get past them... not gonna work. They speed up to and are still in my blind spot. So I try slowing down, A LOT. Nope, still there. Instead of driving consistently their just going with the flow of traffic and fucking me up because they can't make up their own minds enough to go their own speed. Idiots.
And advisory signs. You know, the yellow ones we all learned about in drivers ed class? The ones that tell you can safely take the off-ramp curve going 40mph? Right, well look at them and apply it to your driving because I'm sick of people slamming on their damn brakes to take the curve going 15mph when all they had to do was read the sign to figure out how to successfully drive. I guess some drivers can't read?
PEOPLE NEED TO USE THEIR BLINKERS!!! I realize in heavy traffic, sometimes you just have to cut people off, we all do it. But, if you use your blinker I can at least let off the gas a prepare so I don't have to slam on my brakes when you get in my lane going 20mph less than me. I know some people are assholes and when you turn your blinker on to change lanes, they close any gap you might have had, but at least signal as your changing. Same as if you're turning. You know if you'd turned your blinker on 100 yrds before your turn (as required by law) I'd have actually been able to pull out. But since you put it on as you were turning, you just made me wait their for another 5 mins.
On ramps are the ones that are really killing me. My drivers ed instructor taught me to get up to speed on the on ramp (hence why it is so long, and so you have time to gauge where you can fit in) so you can merge with traffic more fluidly and not disrupt traffic. This does not mean try to creep out at 25mph on the 65mph highway. You clog up traffic and it's completely avoidable! Most bad traffic situations are caused by one idiot. ONE!
I also can't stand when people 'hover' in my blind spot. It's like their hell bent on staying there. I'll be going down the freeway, slowly passing someone until they see me, then they slowly speed up to keep up with me. Now to be fair, I don't think people generally mean to do this, I think they're just zoned out. The worst part of this is when after awhile of them hovering, I need to get over to take my exit. So I'll try speeding up a little to get past them... not gonna work. They speed up to and are still in my blind spot. So I try slowing down, A LOT. Nope, still there. Instead of driving consistently their just going with the flow of traffic and fucking me up because they can't make up their own minds enough to go their own speed. Idiots.
And advisory signs. You know, the yellow ones we all learned about in drivers ed class? The ones that tell you can safely take the off-ramp curve going 40mph? Right, well look at them and apply it to your driving because I'm sick of people slamming on their damn brakes to take the curve going 15mph when all they had to do was read the sign to figure out how to successfully drive. I guess some drivers can't read?
Monday, March 8, 2010
Coffee
I've been looking at websites that tell you your personality based on what Starbucks drink you consume. There's an interesting one here but I think it's more to make fun of people who drink coffee than anything else. No matter what drink I put on, I seem to get told something offensive. There were some other interesting ones but I think my almost 2 years of Starbucks coffee making experience, entitles me to some kind of opinion... yes?
Coffee drinkers: Are usually men of all ages, or old women. Generally for people who don't want to learn the name of all those 'fancy' drinks and just want some god damn caffeine, NOW. Same for Americano's except Americano's taste much better.
Cappuccino's: A lot of times people order these, confusing them with gas station "cappuccinos" (which aren't real cappuccino's because real cappuccino's are half foam). People who drink these enjoy the texture of the foam, and the concentrated espresso and milk at the bottom. They're generally classy people and know what they want out of life, or really confused and will just pay $1 for their coffee at gas stations for the rest of their lives.
Latte's: These drinks are for generally for newbs. When people come in for the first time and stare at the menu for 15 mins, they generally decide they want a Vanilla Latte. Why? Because it's safe and that's how people who generally order Vanilla Lattes tend to decide things, safely. Which is great because they are steadfast and make great long-term friends, and moms. Any other latte, on the other hand, such as a Hazelnut Latte, is for the more experienced coffee drinker. Their for people who know what they want, but enjoy making life interesting along the way.
Mocha's: Talking about the dark chocolate mocha drinkers here. People who drink mocha's tend to be a little more unique than others, have a more complex personality, and are enjoyable to be around once you get used to their little quirks. People that put flavorings in their mocha (such as caramel or raspberry) are different entirely because they are basically trying to erase any taste of the espresso and aren't real coffee drinkers. And they are asking for clogged arteries from all the fat in a caramel mocha. Seriously, look it up.
White Mocha's: This is a girl drink. I don't care what you say, it still is a girl drink. If you order a nonfat-Venti White Mocha-with whip, I'm going to assume you are a woman no matter what your appearance is like. This is the go-to drink I always recommend to girls because it's a great way to introduce them to coffee. People that order this drink tend to be really friendly and out going. They would rather enjoy the now, than worry about the future.
Frappuccino's: These are for the truly creative people in life... or little children. People who order frappuccino's tend to be artistic and articulate, depending on the flavoring in the frap. This is also a great drink for children because it's almost like a milk shake. But if you order one with coffee for your child at 9pm, I won't give you a dirty look, but I will get some satisfaction knowing your little demon of a child will be bouncing off the walls until 3am.
Chai's: I almost forget about these. Chai's are for hippies or eco-friendly/green people and almost exclusively for women. Especially if it's a soy chai. They're for the people who just take life as it is and enjoy it.
So this is just my opinion on the drinks people chose. Of course it's not true in all cases but this is generally the impression I get from people who order these drinks. What do you like to drink?
Coffee drinkers: Are usually men of all ages, or old women. Generally for people who don't want to learn the name of all those 'fancy' drinks and just want some god damn caffeine, NOW. Same for Americano's except Americano's taste much better.
Cappuccino's: A lot of times people order these, confusing them with gas station "cappuccinos" (which aren't real cappuccino's because real cappuccino's are half foam). People who drink these enjoy the texture of the foam, and the concentrated espresso and milk at the bottom. They're generally classy people and know what they want out of life, or really confused and will just pay $1 for their coffee at gas stations for the rest of their lives.
Latte's: These drinks are for generally for newbs. When people come in for the first time and stare at the menu for 15 mins, they generally decide they want a Vanilla Latte. Why? Because it's safe and that's how people who generally order Vanilla Lattes tend to decide things, safely. Which is great because they are steadfast and make great long-term friends, and moms. Any other latte, on the other hand, such as a Hazelnut Latte, is for the more experienced coffee drinker. Their for people who know what they want, but enjoy making life interesting along the way.
Mocha's: Talking about the dark chocolate mocha drinkers here. People who drink mocha's tend to be a little more unique than others, have a more complex personality, and are enjoyable to be around once you get used to their little quirks. People that put flavorings in their mocha (such as caramel or raspberry) are different entirely because they are basically trying to erase any taste of the espresso and aren't real coffee drinkers. And they are asking for clogged arteries from all the fat in a caramel mocha. Seriously, look it up.
White Mocha's: This is a girl drink. I don't care what you say, it still is a girl drink. If you order a nonfat-Venti White Mocha-with whip, I'm going to assume you are a woman no matter what your appearance is like. This is the go-to drink I always recommend to girls because it's a great way to introduce them to coffee. People that order this drink tend to be really friendly and out going. They would rather enjoy the now, than worry about the future.
Frappuccino's: These are for the truly creative people in life... or little children. People who order frappuccino's tend to be artistic and articulate, depending on the flavoring in the frap. This is also a great drink for children because it's almost like a milk shake. But if you order one with coffee for your child at 9pm, I won't give you a dirty look, but I will get some satisfaction knowing your little demon of a child will be bouncing off the walls until 3am.
Chai's: I almost forget about these. Chai's are for hippies or eco-friendly/green people and almost exclusively for women. Especially if it's a soy chai. They're for the people who just take life as it is and enjoy it.
So this is just my opinion on the drinks people chose. Of course it's not true in all cases but this is generally the impression I get from people who order these drinks. What do you like to drink?
Friday, March 5, 2010
Visit
I'm going to Idaho to be there for my dad's 60th birthday next month! That sounds so old... not at all like the vibrant, full-of-life man I know as my father.
I get to see 2 of my good friend's babies that I haven't seen before. Babies. Weird. I am getting older. I guess at 23, maybe I should start accepting that I'm a full-fledged adult now huh? It will be good to see them though. I've made some friends here, but there is nothing like being around the people who know you so well. It's that feeling of being absolutely comfortable in your own skin that I've started to miss.
The really sad thing about small towns is, that you're going to run into everybody eventually, good or bad. Have you ever had one of those "friends" who always acts excited to see you, and know what's going on, then says "I'll call you, we have to hang out sometime soon!" but then never calls you? Thanks for being nice to my face... but I guess I'm not worth the effort of actually trying to hang out with?
Or just one of those people you'd really prefer never to see again in your life... then you see 5 days in a row at completely random places. Yah, that's about what small towns are like. "Oh look, there's that girl you're boyfriend dumped you for, again. Weird!"
So I really don't miss the place, but I do miss my friends and family so I'm pretty excited to see everyone. Not looking forward to the cold though aggghhh
I get to see 2 of my good friend's babies that I haven't seen before. Babies. Weird. I am getting older. I guess at 23, maybe I should start accepting that I'm a full-fledged adult now huh? It will be good to see them though. I've made some friends here, but there is nothing like being around the people who know you so well. It's that feeling of being absolutely comfortable in your own skin that I've started to miss.
The really sad thing about small towns is, that you're going to run into everybody eventually, good or bad. Have you ever had one of those "friends" who always acts excited to see you, and know what's going on, then says "I'll call you, we have to hang out sometime soon!" but then never calls you? Thanks for being nice to my face... but I guess I'm not worth the effort of actually trying to hang out with?
Or just one of those people you'd really prefer never to see again in your life... then you see 5 days in a row at completely random places. Yah, that's about what small towns are like. "Oh look, there's that girl you're boyfriend dumped you for, again. Weird!"
So I really don't miss the place, but I do miss my friends and family so I'm pretty excited to see everyone. Not looking forward to the cold though aggghhh
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Goal
I did it! Ha ha I made it to the top of the hill (but not the last couple 100 yrds home) but I made my goal. Getting all the way home will be another goal. I did it in 26 minutes (though I was walking the last couple mins) so I figure it must be pretty close to 2 miles.
I'm that many steps closer (literally) to the underside of my arm not waving with my hand. To being able to actually hold in my gut when I want to. To losing the cellulite that has been plaguing the back of my thighs for months now. To actually having an ass again instead of a blob that melts into the back of my legs. Whoohoo for being fit again!
One of the nice things about running in the city is that I don't get whistled/yelled very often. I used to hate running in a small town because ever god damn redneck thought it was his duty to yell something clever (usually "hey") whenever they saw a female on the sidewalks. I usually resemble bob the tomato when I'm running (and probably smell like chewbacca) so I'm pretty sure if they'd gotten a closer look/smell they'd have resented they ever opened their mouth in the first place. Usually it would end up with me hitting or running into something because I'd be concentrating so hard on ignoring them (eventually I could ignore them without even thinking about it, I consider it a talent I nurtured) that I wouldn't see a rock or dip in the road, and since I tend to drag my feet, BAM. Bloody knees to run home with now.
I think it's embarrassing as hell to stop running and walk instead... I always feel like I'm being judged by the people zooming by in their cars going 45 mph. I'm sure they're saying "Look at the fat ass that can't even make it home ha ha ha." Ok they're probably not, and I'm not a fat ass, but I still feel like there's a possibility someone going by could be judging me.
My dad ran a half marathon about 10 years ago and he did it by running a mile, walking a minute for every mile. People were giving him dirty looks at first because 'real' runners don't walk... until he was passing then 8 miles later feeling a hell of a lot fresher than them. So... maybe walking isn't so bad if, in the the end, it still gets you to where you want to be.
I'm that many steps closer (literally) to the underside of my arm not waving with my hand. To being able to actually hold in my gut when I want to. To losing the cellulite that has been plaguing the back of my thighs for months now. To actually having an ass again instead of a blob that melts into the back of my legs. Whoohoo for being fit again!
One of the nice things about running in the city is that I don't get whistled/yelled very often. I used to hate running in a small town because ever god damn redneck thought it was his duty to yell something clever (usually "hey") whenever they saw a female on the sidewalks. I usually resemble bob the tomato when I'm running (and probably smell like chewbacca) so I'm pretty sure if they'd gotten a closer look/smell they'd have resented they ever opened their mouth in the first place. Usually it would end up with me hitting or running into something because I'd be concentrating so hard on ignoring them (eventually I could ignore them without even thinking about it, I consider it a talent I nurtured) that I wouldn't see a rock or dip in the road, and since I tend to drag my feet, BAM. Bloody knees to run home with now.
(I wish I could look like this girl when I'm done running)
Then I tried to find a photo of someone who looks like me when I'm done running... and no one even comes close to looking as bad (or as red and sweaty) as I do. Awesome.
I think it's embarrassing as hell to stop running and walk instead... I always feel like I'm being judged by the people zooming by in their cars going 45 mph. I'm sure they're saying "Look at the fat ass that can't even make it home ha ha ha." Ok they're probably not, and I'm not a fat ass, but I still feel like there's a possibility someone going by could be judging me.
My dad ran a half marathon about 10 years ago and he did it by running a mile, walking a minute for every mile. People were giving him dirty looks at first because 'real' runners don't walk... until he was passing then 8 miles later feeling a hell of a lot fresher than them. So... maybe walking isn't so bad if, in the the end, it still gets you to where you want to be.
Running
So I've started running again for the first time since... well probably since I was a teenager. At least consistently anyways. It's a good way to get some fresh air, sunshine, and clear my head. I usually run around the park near my house which is MAYBE a mile (probably not, but it makes me feel good about myself if I think it is) but on Monday I decided to see where my feet could take me and explore the neighborhoods behind my apartment.
*Note to self. When you more to the 4th largest city in the US and you *think* you know your way around... you don't.
I ended up pretty far from home once I figured out where I was. But I just kept running and almost made it home, until a Godzilla-sized hill appeared right before I got there. So today's goal is to conquer that beast! Ha ha I'm a nerd. But I think I can do it today, I'll find out anyways.
I've come to realize I really do miss running. I used to never go because I'd tell myself I'd get up early and go... and that alarm would go off and sleeping just sounded sooooo much better (when does it not?!). But I've started running in the afternoons when it's warm and sunny out and now I actually look forward to it. I was thinking about getting those reebok shoes with the "balance ball inspired soles" but there pretty expensive if I don't know how well they work... anyone have any experience with them?
Monday, March 1, 2010
Bathrooms
Little kids in public bathrooms always crack me up. Whether they're unashamedly grunting in the stall next to you, or asking awkward questions... you always know when they are in there.
One of the most awkward situations I've ever been in (and trust me, I've been in MANY) involved a child in a public restroom. The job at the restaurant I used to work at had two stalls, a small one, and a handicapped sized stall. I always used the small one because the handicapped stall walls had a gap for the door, so pretty much anyone who tried hard enough, could see you on the toilet. Small children, oddly enough, liked to peer through that crack when ever possible. But those are different stories.
So I'm using the restroom (the small stall) and I hear the door to the bathrooms open, I see two small feet walk up to my stall door. Next thing I know this small girl has sat down in front of my stall, put her feet under the door, and using her hands to grip the bottom of the door, had pushed herself into my stall and is laying on the floor looking at me.... .... ... So I don't really know what to do, I'm basically trying to shield my crotch, stop peeing, pull my pants up, and wipe at the same time. Utterly confused as to why in the world this is happening to me. "Dear God what did I do to deserve this?" is basically what's going through my head.
So I finally stop freaking out and just sit there. What can I do really? Here is our conversation:
Little girl: "Could you please hurry up? I need to pee."
Me: "Umm you could use the toilet in the stall right next to me... there's NO ONE in there."
LG: "That ones too big, it scares me."
I had to idea what she was talking about. But a few days later, I noticed that handicapped stall toilet are actually taller than general toilets. Not a big difference to me but I guess when you're 2 feet tall it does make a a difference.
So I just kind of gave her a confused look and she said:
LG: "So could you please hurry up?"
Me: "Yah of course, I was almost done."
Upon hearing that she grabs the door bottom again and pulls herself out. So at this point I'm actually finding this somewhat funny. Awkward as hell, but funny. So I finish up and I go out and start washing my hands and the little girls decides to start up a conversation with me (WHERE IS HER MOTHER?!?!) about little girl stuff, I can't even remember what it was about. So while she's having this conversation with me her back is to the stall and another little girl comes in and goes into the stall, right as she is closing the door, the little girl have a convo with me turns and notices and lets out a ferocious battle cry (I'm not kidding) and runs to the stall door. At this point I can't keep a straight face or stop laughing so I run out of there. The last thing I see is the first little girl angrily glaring under the stall door at the other little girl. Priceless.
One of the most awkward situations I've ever been in (and trust me, I've been in MANY) involved a child in a public restroom. The job at the restaurant I used to work at had two stalls, a small one, and a handicapped sized stall. I always used the small one because the handicapped stall walls had a gap for the door, so pretty much anyone who tried hard enough, could see you on the toilet. Small children, oddly enough, liked to peer through that crack when ever possible. But those are different stories.
So I'm using the restroom (the small stall) and I hear the door to the bathrooms open, I see two small feet walk up to my stall door. Next thing I know this small girl has sat down in front of my stall, put her feet under the door, and using her hands to grip the bottom of the door, had pushed herself into my stall and is laying on the floor looking at me.... .... ... So I don't really know what to do, I'm basically trying to shield my crotch, stop peeing, pull my pants up, and wipe at the same time. Utterly confused as to why in the world this is happening to me. "Dear God what did I do to deserve this?" is basically what's going through my head.
So I finally stop freaking out and just sit there. What can I do really? Here is our conversation:
Little girl: "Could you please hurry up? I need to pee."
Me: "Umm you could use the toilet in the stall right next to me... there's NO ONE in there."
LG: "That ones too big, it scares me."
I had to idea what she was talking about. But a few days later, I noticed that handicapped stall toilet are actually taller than general toilets. Not a big difference to me but I guess when you're 2 feet tall it does make a a difference.
So I just kind of gave her a confused look and she said:
LG: "So could you please hurry up?"
Me: "Yah of course, I was almost done."
Upon hearing that she grabs the door bottom again and pulls herself out. So at this point I'm actually finding this somewhat funny. Awkward as hell, but funny. So I finish up and I go out and start washing my hands and the little girls decides to start up a conversation with me (WHERE IS HER MOTHER?!?!) about little girl stuff, I can't even remember what it was about. So while she's having this conversation with me her back is to the stall and another little girl comes in and goes into the stall, right as she is closing the door, the little girl have a convo with me turns and notices and lets out a ferocious battle cry (I'm not kidding) and runs to the stall door. At this point I can't keep a straight face or stop laughing so I run out of there. The last thing I see is the first little girl angrily glaring under the stall door at the other little girl. Priceless.
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