Oh, we are so sensitive

Here I am again absolutely loving the Rant & Rave column.  Here are a couple from over the summer that I discovered in my 'to read' pile.

This is simply classic! Imagine being offended that your old geezer of a dog is receiving, and is very appreciative of, so much positive attention. My goodness get over it.  You have been very fortunate that your doggie has been with you for 12 freakin' years!  Just be glad he is still able to go out and be treated in such a manner by strangers.  Or how about this idea?  SAY SOMETHING.  Instead of enduring the 'stab in your heart' tell the offenders to shut the hell up about your dog's age and slink away.  Jerks.

More....

This is great. An open letter  'To the smokers who light up at SeaTac Airport arrival area who are illiterate'.  Oh I feel so bad for you looking at those illiterate cretins puffing and littering.  Yes, it is the airport's obligation to enforce the 'no smoking' issue but it is also up to you, you schlub, to take some responsibility for YOUR well-being.  Since you couldn't muster the balls to politely inform the offender that there is no smoking in the area.  Maybe approach them and smile and point to the sign that they apparently did not see or are purposely ignoring.  It is really that easy.  What on earth are you afraid of, you sniveling  pussy?

Piles and Piles

I like to read a lot.  I have a huge book list and I also enjoy reading certain things in the NYT such as the Science section.  There's also Arts & Life in my local paper which I get a huge kick out of.  Specifically the Rant and Rave column which is pretty much people being passive aggressive.  For example someone will write: 

To the guy across the street who has a mound of trash in his front yard: this is a nice neighborhood and we all value and take pride in our homes. Would you please clean up your mess.  Your home is an embarrassment!

See?  I mean if this isn't passive aggressive bs I don't know what is.  That is a farily typical example of many of the submissions to this column.  The Rants are complaints and winging and whining.  Mostly by folks who have no balls to nicely and politely approach someone and have a civilized conversation.  The Raves, well yes, you guessed it are comments on the lovely things that those people have either experienced first-hand or witnessed.

This past week I found a couple of winners that I'm sharing here.

 

Spooky

I love fall and Halloween.  Love spooky, scary and creepy.  I found this ad for Dia de Los Muertos fashion that I think is way cool.  Very unattainable due to the astronomical price tags but still fun to look at.  Very colorful.

Booked

Last December I decided I would read one book a month, so 12 books for the year.  I have just finished my 30th book, Station Eleven. "30 books?" you say.  "You have a lot of time on your hands, girl!"  No, I really don't.  I find reading two at a time works pretty well as long as they are different genres thereby being less likely to be compared too closely.  It's easy to read a horror story and a book about a family going through some issues.  For example, currently I'm reading The Bird Eater and The Virgin Suicides.

 

 

Smile

I may have mentioned that I really enjoy the little things in life.  A nice cup of tea, seeing a hawk in the sky, finding a sweet vintage-looking sweater for 99cents.  That's what I'm talkin' about!!  Little stuff that makes you smile.  Also I enjoy reading some of the Yelp! reviews I've posted over time.  One in particular is really funny and I'm laughing right now.  See?  I told you, the little things.  Yeah it may be boring and 'gay' but I don't give a shit.  It helps me get through things.

Animals

I have a dog and he is very special to me.  Not a revelation as a lot of people love their animals.  I find that when you look into the eyes of an animal -a god (Freudian slip) a dog you are looking at pure innocence.  They are truly special and gentle beings.

Hell Day

So Monday was another day from hell at my house.  I got bitched out like you wouldn't believe.  The computer is not working - the desktop.  The laptop is fine so we are not off the grid.  I got called every name in the book including a new one:  old bag.  Of course the standard 'cunt' was thrown in for good measure just to make sure that I got the message.  Oh and also I was told that if I don't give him 'divorce papers I'm going to kill you.'  I know you think I'm a dumb ass but I'm not doing either of those things - getting divorced or being murdered.  I am not getting a divorce until my kids are older.  I know, I know, I know.  I am just telling you this because I can't keep it inside indefinitely and also that if you have it better than this than that's a good thing.  I swear, I hope I live till my daughter marries.  I want to be around to see how she is treated because if she's treated like crap I will go off.  I think that's the thing that I'm most bothered by - that I have no one 'to take my side; no one to stick up for me'. I really would like that.  I do have a brother but we are not close at all and it's been many years since we've seen each other. 

Back to the computer.  He, for some reason is not into using the laptop.  I offered to hook up a wireless mouse and a keyboard but he damn near had a stroke over that.  Literally he was so off the charts bat-shit crazy that he had to go to bed.  Fuck you!  Go the fuck to bed you fucking sorry excuse for a human. I was told that I had to stay home from work yesterday and sort it all out - the computer stuff.  I was told to get on the phone with Microsoft and bitch and complain and get something for free from them because of the Windows 10 screw up.  Well I didn't do that because it would have been a waste of time.  I did go to Geek Squad and they told me that the computers -one we used everyday and the other is one with xp on it..so older- are old and should be replaced because Windows 10 doesn't support the wifi card we use (cisco).  Really a fiasco.  But it's ok because again, we have a laptop and our phones so we are good for the time being.  We'll get a new desktop or another laptop soon. 

The worst part of this is the emotional pain.  Oh wait!  I forgot to say that Monday when he was going off on me and literally yelling at the top of his lungs, cursing and lunaticing - the door was open so God knows who heard him and now thinks he's a fucking head case.  I thought that was amusing.