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I'm 26, single, broke, confused, and living in Chicago. This is a journal of the humor I find (and don't find) in my life. I should also mention, that I'm not a writer, this is my first blog, and I grew up in the spell check era.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Rants….these are all the annoyances that have happened to me this Monday morning before noon. My only salvation is I have Thursday and Friday off to go home to 70 degree weather.

Who the fuck clips their nails at work? Especially if you work in cubicles….the whole damn office can hear it! I’ll tell you who partakes in this crudeness---people from Kansas.

I absolutely can’t stand it when people try to enter and elevator, train, or bus before the people exiting have a chance to exit (on that some note if you’re on a crowded bus or know people will be boarding----exit in the freaking rear). This morning I took the elevator downstairs to the first level; a woman boarded the elevator before I got off….she actually made me take a few steps back into the elevator to let her board….then I exited.

People who reference other people in stories and assume that you know who their talking about.

People who only reference their significant other as “my fiancé, my boyfriend, my wife, my husband…...” don’t these people have a name?

Seeing your co-workers in the bathroom.

Seeing your co-workers on the train before or after work. That’s my “me” time—I spend 8 hours a day with you freaking people. I like to read, listen to music or just do nothing….I don’t want to have to make forced meaningless small talk.

Liars, can’t stand them.

Territorial people---they piss me off too.

I work for a volunteer based health organization. Part of our mission is to promote a healthy lifestyle….so I can’t stand it when people bring in doughnuts for office consumption; or if we have to order lunch for a meeting and we order pizza.....just doesn’t make sense. Fruit and salads people…it’s what we preach.

Skinny 23 year old white girls from Kansas who think they have it all figured out. Here’s a little clue honey---if he won’t tell his parents you’re engaged and you haven’t seen a ring…you’re probably not engaged---so I'd quit planning the wedding. Here’s another clue---get rid of the roots, you’re not in Kansas any more.

Companies that make it impossible to talk to a live person on the phone. They try to ward you off with countless automated menus. When you finally do get put “on hold for the next available representative” they try to scare you away because they are, “experiencing higher call volume than normal, and the wait time is estimated to be over 8 minutes, but you’re more than welcome to visit our website at blah blah blah.”

People who know everything, but in reality they don’t because they’re from Kansas.

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