I don't like when people play games with me. Board games, I'm all for. But when it comes to me having to guess what you're thinking or trying to do, forget it. I don't have the patience for that. I'd prefer it if you would just be upfront with me. I don't want you to drop hints or make gestures that I'm supposed to interpret. Just. Tell. Me.
God gave you a mouth and a brain to know some words. Use them. They are to be used for your benefit. And sometimes, it would also be to my benefit if you used them. Don't treat me one way with friends and another when we're alone...I'm not down with that. Don't make me try to guess how you feel. Or even bring that subject up. If you want/need to tell me how you feel...that's all you. I'm not going to prompt you or force you to tell me. But if you don't, I'm gonna get real tired of it real fast. I don't like games. They aren't fun.
And I'm not playing this one.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Best Buy = The Devil
It's official. I've decided. They suck. Big time!
About a month ago I took my laptop into Best Buy because it kept shutting down on me with no warning. The guy told me it would take 5 days tops and that no, they wouldn't lost any of my data so don't worry about it. It's just a software problem he practically told me...cuz I'm a dumb girl, I wouldn't know anything about computers. Wrong! I may not know as much as he does...but I'm not an idiot.
My laptop was gone for 2.5 weeks and oh ya, they lost ALL my pictures and music. ALL of it. I was pissed. I cried in the store because I was so upset. The guy who had signed in my laptop told me they would call me if they needed to do a backup in case it was more than just software. Of course, they didn't call and they replaced my hard drive so everything is gone. Forever. Needless to say I was/still am completely upset. But I was happy to finally get my laptop back and they told me and it appeared to be fine.
Wrong again!
Now instead of shutting down the screen goes black but the power stays on. So I can do nothing with it but force it to shut down and restart it and hope it doesn't happen again. I took it in on Friday last week to have it looked at and the SAME guy who told me it would only be 5 days the first time told me that I had too much security running and that's what was making the screen go black. SO he "fixed" it. And he PROMISED that it wouldn't happen again.
WRONG!
In the past 2 days it has happened 3 times. All while I was using it of course. So...when I get back home and find the time...heads will roll at Best Buy. They're gonna wish I had never bought anything from them. I am about to become their worst nightmare. They keep asking what they can do for me since they screwed up big time and lost all my stuff and unless they can pull my pictures out of thin air...nothing, they can do nothing. But...soon, they will be giving me something free...I am fed up with this crap. Or maybe I'll just try to get the tool who keeps lying to me fired. That would be nice, then he won't screw up anyone else's laptop/life. He might know more about computers than I do, but that doesn't mean he can just look at my computer and figure out what's wrong with it and fix it without doing anything to it...obviously. He tried that last week. Next week...heads will roll.
I'm about to become their worst nightmare!
So sorry for my bitter rant this time...I had to get it out. If you read it all...you're my hero. :)
About a month ago I took my laptop into Best Buy because it kept shutting down on me with no warning. The guy told me it would take 5 days tops and that no, they wouldn't lost any of my data so don't worry about it. It's just a software problem he practically told me...cuz I'm a dumb girl, I wouldn't know anything about computers. Wrong! I may not know as much as he does...but I'm not an idiot.
My laptop was gone for 2.5 weeks and oh ya, they lost ALL my pictures and music. ALL of it. I was pissed. I cried in the store because I was so upset. The guy who had signed in my laptop told me they would call me if they needed to do a backup in case it was more than just software. Of course, they didn't call and they replaced my hard drive so everything is gone. Forever. Needless to say I was/still am completely upset. But I was happy to finally get my laptop back and they told me and it appeared to be fine.
Wrong again!
Now instead of shutting down the screen goes black but the power stays on. So I can do nothing with it but force it to shut down and restart it and hope it doesn't happen again. I took it in on Friday last week to have it looked at and the SAME guy who told me it would only be 5 days the first time told me that I had too much security running and that's what was making the screen go black. SO he "fixed" it. And he PROMISED that it wouldn't happen again.
WRONG!
In the past 2 days it has happened 3 times. All while I was using it of course. So...when I get back home and find the time...heads will roll at Best Buy. They're gonna wish I had never bought anything from them. I am about to become their worst nightmare. They keep asking what they can do for me since they screwed up big time and lost all my stuff and unless they can pull my pictures out of thin air...nothing, they can do nothing. But...soon, they will be giving me something free...I am fed up with this crap. Or maybe I'll just try to get the tool who keeps lying to me fired. That would be nice, then he won't screw up anyone else's laptop/life. He might know more about computers than I do, but that doesn't mean he can just look at my computer and figure out what's wrong with it and fix it without doing anything to it...obviously. He tried that last week. Next week...heads will roll.
I'm about to become their worst nightmare!
So sorry for my bitter rant this time...I had to get it out. If you read it all...you're my hero. :)
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Installment Four
Okay...here's the thing. If you take the bus...BE ON TIME!
It's not a surprise when the bus comes along...they have a pretty set schedule. There's this one lady who's been consistently and when I say this I mean like 4 out of 5 days, running for the bus. And it's not like she's just a bit late, she's running a freaking block! Everyday! Has she not figured out the schedule? Just leave 2 minutes earlier and you won't ever be running for the bus. Just sayin'
And then there's the people who never make it to the stop and the bus just miraculously stops for them. I'm sorry but if you weren't at the stop on time and couldn't chase the bus down like the above mentioned lady then sorry...you're outta luck in my books. Catch the next bus. Don't make us make an extra stop. It's freaking annoying!
Also...the people who think it's okay to sit on me...FYI, it's NOT! Believe it or not...the seat IS wide enough for 2 people without you having to sit on me, or drape your purse, bag, jacket, whatever all over my legs. I don't know you...get OFF!
One more thing...as much as I love to complain about public transit...I've decided I just may blog about other things...that matter...or don't matter. Whichever. But just a heads up. I'm keeping the title but the topics may stray from transit.
It's not a surprise when the bus comes along...they have a pretty set schedule. There's this one lady who's been consistently and when I say this I mean like 4 out of 5 days, running for the bus. And it's not like she's just a bit late, she's running a freaking block! Everyday! Has she not figured out the schedule? Just leave 2 minutes earlier and you won't ever be running for the bus. Just sayin'
And then there's the people who never make it to the stop and the bus just miraculously stops for them. I'm sorry but if you weren't at the stop on time and couldn't chase the bus down like the above mentioned lady then sorry...you're outta luck in my books. Catch the next bus. Don't make us make an extra stop. It's freaking annoying!
Also...the people who think it's okay to sit on me...FYI, it's NOT! Believe it or not...the seat IS wide enough for 2 people without you having to sit on me, or drape your purse, bag, jacket, whatever all over my legs. I don't know you...get OFF!
One more thing...as much as I love to complain about public transit...I've decided I just may blog about other things...that matter...or don't matter. Whichever. But just a heads up. I'm keeping the title but the topics may stray from transit.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Installment Three
Okay...almost every day I wonder who taught the city transit drivers to drive?
I don't own a car or drive very often...but I am a much better driver than A LOT of them.
It's the whole stomp on the breaks/stomp on the gas thing that gets me. Didn't anyone ever teach them to ease on the break or ease on the gas? Every time they hit the breaks it's like they almost hit someone. Just SLAM and STOP! Which is all well and good if people didn't have to stand on the bus. Plus the bus stops so frequently one day I'm sure I'm going to get whiplash from all the jerky starting and stopping.
Like seriously. There is this one man who rides the bus almost every day. He's on the older side and from what I've witnessed he has NO balance whatsoever. Our current bus driver isn't a step on it kind of guy but this man almost eats it EVERY TIME the bus takes off or slows down. He requires a seat or one day he's going to crush someone. But really, it's the same for anyone who has to stand on the bus/train with a mash the pedals driver. There's no way you can stand on city transit with one of these drivers and stay in the same place. You must have both hands holding onto railings or seats in order to avoid looking like a complete moron...but you'll still look/feel like a tool because you know you can't do anything to stop it. It's awesome!
And then there's the ones who pump the breaks...over and over and over and over and...well you get the point. If I wanted to look like a bobble head...I wouldn't need anyone's help to do that, I could embarrass myself in that fashion all on my own. For realz. There is NO need to pump the breaks so that the entire bus looks like it's full of bobble heads. Trust me. It's like having the most violent full body hiccups ever...and that doesn't even do it justice. Once again...you feel like a moron but are powerless to stop it.
Though they may technically be some of the best drivers because of how alert they have to be of pedestrians and all that other bus stuff but seriously...someone needs to teach them some patience or something. Or just how to push the pedals down a little slower. Thanks.
I don't own a car or drive very often...but I am a much better driver than A LOT of them.
It's the whole stomp on the breaks/stomp on the gas thing that gets me. Didn't anyone ever teach them to ease on the break or ease on the gas? Every time they hit the breaks it's like they almost hit someone. Just SLAM and STOP! Which is all well and good if people didn't have to stand on the bus. Plus the bus stops so frequently one day I'm sure I'm going to get whiplash from all the jerky starting and stopping.
Like seriously. There is this one man who rides the bus almost every day. He's on the older side and from what I've witnessed he has NO balance whatsoever. Our current bus driver isn't a step on it kind of guy but this man almost eats it EVERY TIME the bus takes off or slows down. He requires a seat or one day he's going to crush someone. But really, it's the same for anyone who has to stand on the bus/train with a mash the pedals driver. There's no way you can stand on city transit with one of these drivers and stay in the same place. You must have both hands holding onto railings or seats in order to avoid looking like a complete moron...but you'll still look/feel like a tool because you know you can't do anything to stop it. It's awesome!
And then there's the ones who pump the breaks...over and over and over and over and...well you get the point. If I wanted to look like a bobble head...I wouldn't need anyone's help to do that, I could embarrass myself in that fashion all on my own. For realz. There is NO need to pump the breaks so that the entire bus looks like it's full of bobble heads. Trust me. It's like having the most violent full body hiccups ever...and that doesn't even do it justice. Once again...you feel like a moron but are powerless to stop it.
Though they may technically be some of the best drivers because of how alert they have to be of pedestrians and all that other bus stuff but seriously...someone needs to teach them some patience or something. Or just how to push the pedals down a little slower. Thanks.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Installment Two
Some interesting people ride city transit. The spectrum is very broad.
I sat next to a guy a few weeks ago who smelled like heaven. I even tweeted about how good he smelled...hopefully he wasn't reading the text over my shoulder...that would be embarrassing.
And then the next day, USHER was on my bus. Okay, well not REALLY but he looked a lot like the real thing. I had to do a double take before I realized...ya right, Usher wouldn't ride city transit. Usher wouldn't be here period. It's freaking COLD here.
And then yesterday there was leash kid and leash kids' sister. Leash kid was, well, on a leash. It was actually more like a harness...with a monkey on the back and then a leash. And leash kid screamed the entire time he was on the bus. Kill me.
And leash kids' sister, she was trying to pull her tooth out... ON THE BUS! Are you kidding me? And the parents...do nothing. About either kid.
There's also Can Lady. She rides the bus fairly regularly. She's this older Asian lady, she's bow-legged, like to point where it looks like someone tied her ankles together after putting her on a horse and left her there for 10 years. Poor woman. Anyway...Can Lady brings huge garbage bags full of empty cans and bottles on the bus...but she carries them on a hobo stick. That's the best way to describe it...and she always does it during rush hour. So, the bus is already packed and then on comes Can Lady with her giant bags of dirty cans that she picked outta the garbages all over town. Gross.
So...to sum up...interesting people ride city transit. Some are interesting for good reasons...others for not so good reasons.
I sat next to a guy a few weeks ago who smelled like heaven. I even tweeted about how good he smelled...hopefully he wasn't reading the text over my shoulder...that would be embarrassing.
And then the next day, USHER was on my bus. Okay, well not REALLY but he looked a lot like the real thing. I had to do a double take before I realized...ya right, Usher wouldn't ride city transit. Usher wouldn't be here period. It's freaking COLD here.
And then yesterday there was leash kid and leash kids' sister. Leash kid was, well, on a leash. It was actually more like a harness...with a monkey on the back and then a leash. And leash kid screamed the entire time he was on the bus. Kill me.
And leash kids' sister, she was trying to pull her tooth out... ON THE BUS! Are you kidding me? And the parents...do nothing. About either kid.
There's also Can Lady. She rides the bus fairly regularly. She's this older Asian lady, she's bow-legged, like to point where it looks like someone tied her ankles together after putting her on a horse and left her there for 10 years. Poor woman. Anyway...Can Lady brings huge garbage bags full of empty cans and bottles on the bus...but she carries them on a hobo stick. That's the best way to describe it...and she always does it during rush hour. So, the bus is already packed and then on comes Can Lady with her giant bags of dirty cans that she picked outta the garbages all over town. Gross.
So...to sum up...interesting people ride city transit. Some are interesting for good reasons...others for not so good reasons.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Installment One
I ride city transit everyday. Everyday. That makes me an expert.
There are some things I need to say...
First of all when you sit down almost ON TOP of someone and then they move over, this is NOT and invitation for you to move closer to them. They are trying to get away from you. This is not an invitation to squish them into the corner. And they are not making more room for you on the seat, they are simply trying to breathe their own air.
Secondly, if you're going to ride transit please refrain from being disgusting...even if it comes naturally. Not everyone appreciates your unusual ability to be grotesque. So things such as picking your teeth with an earring and then putting said earring back in your ear or wearing pants that don't fit over your large belly so that they fall off when you stand up are not acceptable.
Thirdly, SHOWER. Say it with me SHOWER. It's no surprise that riding transit during rush hour means being shoved like sardines into a small, enclosed, sometimes hot space and as such, showers are a necessity. We do NOT want to smell what you had for dinner last night on your skin or the odor you give off because you refuse to clean yourself. Small cramped spaces are not a good place for these smells. If someone told you they were...they LIED. So please, shower...or else DON'T ride transit out of respect for people with noses. Thank you.
This concludes the first installment of Miserable Bologna: My Life in Public Transit.
There are some things I need to say...
First of all when you sit down almost ON TOP of someone and then they move over, this is NOT and invitation for you to move closer to them. They are trying to get away from you. This is not an invitation to squish them into the corner. And they are not making more room for you on the seat, they are simply trying to breathe their own air.
Secondly, if you're going to ride transit please refrain from being disgusting...even if it comes naturally. Not everyone appreciates your unusual ability to be grotesque. So things such as picking your teeth with an earring and then putting said earring back in your ear or wearing pants that don't fit over your large belly so that they fall off when you stand up are not acceptable.
Thirdly, SHOWER. Say it with me SHOWER. It's no surprise that riding transit during rush hour means being shoved like sardines into a small, enclosed, sometimes hot space and as such, showers are a necessity. We do NOT want to smell what you had for dinner last night on your skin or the odor you give off because you refuse to clean yourself. Small cramped spaces are not a good place for these smells. If someone told you they were...they LIED. So please, shower...or else DON'T ride transit out of respect for people with noses. Thank you.
This concludes the first installment of Miserable Bologna: My Life in Public Transit.
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