I'm willing to share small tidbits of me. Who I am. What I experience. Why I do what I do. Just ramdom thoughts from me. Enjoy!
Who?
Name::Random me From::California, United States
I am a wife and mother of two boys. I work full-time in the electronics industry. It took me 6 years to graduate college (no, I'm not embarrassed-I finished, Dammit!) SJSU class of 1990. I love to cook, because I love good food. I'll pass on sweets, but will eat something with garlic or onion in a minute. I HATE cheese, except Mozzerella on pizza-and that has to be combination pizza. I hate chick flicks, but love a good thriller. My husband and I are real estate investors on the side. View my complete profile
People that wear too much cologne. Ohmygaaaawd! I should not be able to taste the very air you just stepped through. When you leave the room, please take your smell with you. Thankyouverylarge!
People who stop in congested traffic to look at an auto accident. What the hell are you looking for? Grim death? Bashed skulls? Severed heads or bodies? GO!
Doo Rags on white guys with straight hair. My pal said it best here: MSP's blog See the Kevin Federline comment.
People who can make it to Happy Hour or get to a club before they start charging a cover, but can not make it to work or church on time-ever!
People who speed up as soon as they see me signal to get into their lane. You see, I allow a safe distance before I start to get over, but I guess the offending driver assumes I didn’t see him/her/it/whatever a few car lengths back when I initially and simultaneously put my blinker on and started merging over. Apparently, they don’t realize I have a gigantic mirror on the side of my car with their image in it. And idiot has the nerve to honk at me.
Hairpieces on men. It’s ok to be bald. Really. It is. It’s better than wearing a man-wig. A man-bag, I can handle, a man-wig—NO!
People who like to come over to my desk and chit-chat when I’m working late or when I go into work on a Saturday. "Yes, I drove all the way across town to sit in the office and hear you yammer on and on about your crap. I’d be a fool to be at home enjoying my family on this beautiful sunny day."
Catcalls by men from passing cars. Guys, what exactly does that buy you? "Hey, baby! Woo woo!!" …and that’sssssssss it?
The people who run the lunch program at my kid’s school. They keep putting all of the lunch credits that we pay for only on one son’s account. When they called me to tell me my youngest had no more lunch credits, I told them check my other son’s account because all of the money is there. And they still don’t feed my youngest son that day. Hair-brained idiots!
Labels that say "One size fits all". It’s an outright lie!