Miniest of minis, but I wanted to start a thread 
I love my job, I love that I’m now getting health insurance, but damn it I have NO time for anything! With the shorter days I have to get all my barn chores done in the morning before work. Now work is starting earlier because of the holidays (yay retail …) so I don’t have time for chores AND riding. I wanna ride, dammit …
I like the title, it expresses how I’m feeling about Christmas this year. I always have Grinchy tendencies, but it’s extra hard to get started on the shopping when I won’t even get to give the presents in person! Actually, my husband and I are thinking about driving the presents round to each family members house. This would mean hours in the car, but Husband likes driving (much more than he likes time with relatives). I guess we’d then mask up and hand out presents in the yard.
We had about a foot of snow Monday night, and we’re snowed in. There are drifts of heavy snow against both doors, and we literally can’t get out. Fortunately I did heavy-duty food shopping Monday, so we really have no need to go anywhere. Hopefully the snow will melt a little in the next few days, so we can get out. Our main concern is the driveway. We haven’t heard from our snow-plow guy about this year’s contract. He doesn’t reply to messages. We both have back problems and can’t shovel.
At least we still have power, unlike many people around us.
Hehe, me too. We have had an agreement for as long as we’ve been together; no xmas gifts for each other. Sunday night we were sitting around, drinking wine, when she told me what she wants for xmas this year. I placed the order Monday, but I am still scratching my head.
Snow here as well. Or as I like to call it, “a fucking winter wonderland”.
I asked my husband for takeout from the local steak joint. That’s my Christmas request. We don’t have a lot of money because COVID has cleaned us out. We bought three new toys for Wee Weasel because he won’t remember this Christmas anyway, but that’s basically all we’re doing.
Since having a kid, I don’t really want anything. Except steak. I always want steak.
there was a poster here who would buy three things for their children. the thinking was that if 3 gifts were good enough for the christ child, it is good enough for them.
We’ll probably get him more in the future, but he already has a lot of toys, and baby toys are pretty simple, so there’s only so much variety you can have. The toys we did pick out are pretty cool, though. Maybe when we find better times financially, we can spoil him more.
Maybe you should look for another plowing contractor. I don’t begrudge my guy’s high (and annually escalating) fees because he’s very reliable and comes by frequently, even when there isn’t much snow. I called him once to say that after he nicely plowed the driveway, city plows came by and left huge piles of snow at the foot of the driveway. He was there within fifteen minutes to clean it up.
Gods, I feel like a complete fool. Coughed up $ I shouldn’t spend, for one stupid eight-dollar joint at work, because I convinced myself it would make me feel better.
Came in - got rung up by the one chick there I can’t stand. (I’m allowed to call her a chick - she’s literally half my age.) I like everyone on my team, except her. Bad attitude, throws other budtenders under the bus.
Didn’t realize till I left that she didn’t give me an employee discount.
So now I have to remember, and keep the receipt, and find a manager tomorrow when it’s NOT hectic, and ask them nicely to fix … what amounts to a dollar or so.
Only reason I SHOULD is so she gets noticed for making an error. Which nobody cares about anyway.
Jake Trapper! Breaking News China lied to us about the virus! Duh!
So, why are you not hunting her down tomorrow so she can fix her own damn mistake? That’s what I would do, but I’m a bitch. You seem to be a much nicer person than me.
Hey, I gots a quick work question. What is the standard when it comes to tipping my budtender? They make better than min wage (12.00/hr) here and aren’t considered to be tipped employees, but they all have big tip jars by their stations.
They are always friendly, cheerful, helpful and stuff. I am always happy when I am there (I get an old fart discount on my weed. That turns my crank every single time!), so of course I put money in the jar, I’m just wondering if there is a standard. If its higher than I am doing, I will adjust up. If its lower, nothing will change.
God I am so sick of people online announcing their educational degrees before giving their stupid opinion about whatever Mom shaming thing of the day is. I don’t give a shit about your Bachelor’s in psychology, give me the fucking evidence or GTFO.
Ooh, I’d love to be in a discussion like that. I’d introduce myself by mentioning my Bachelors of Science In Nothing Related to My Field But Luckily I Unlearned All That Crap On The Job.
Seriously. And one woman helpfully provided her degrees in “child development, microbiology, and a doctorate.” The first two were germain to the discussion, but I’ll bet money that doctorate has fuck - all to do with the issue being discussed.
Notice, the first two are degrees IN something… the doctorate isn’t. It’s just, well, a doctorate.
They’re so much quicker that way.
I agree with you. I listen to my sister’s advice. Not because she has a masters in…something medical related(her thesis was fascinating to read, but I’ll be damned if I can remember what her masters is) but because she has four kids, one working to become a Nurse Practitioner, one working to become a Veterinarian, her 15 yr old is bilingual (conversationally fluent in spanish) and working on learning Chinese and the boy, well, I’m not sure what his goals are yet. But he’s smart and creative. She’s got something going right in the raising kids area.
Don’t tell me you can do my job better/faster than me, don’t be nice to my face and then call my boss and complain about something. He’s just going to call me and ask wtf. If you don’t like how I’m doing it talk to me, if you think you can do it better, why did you hire me? If you can do it faster, well, you probably can, but then you can’t file a claim when your junk(and 98% of the time it is junk) gets broken, you don’t have to worry about all the safety and labor laws I do, and if you get a speeding ticket, it probably won’t have a negative impact on your job now and probably won’t go on your permanent record affecting future employment (yes, my industry has this) You’re a shmuck who told me last week you were going to do all your own packing and then didn’t and now you’re complaining that we’re going over the bid because we have to do what you told us you were going to do.
Take lots of pictures when opening them and of Wee Weasel playing with them. I bet you’ll be glad you did.
3 sounds good for that age. In my experience anyway, kids that age are just as happy to also play with measuring cups nested together, wooden spoons, even cardboard boxes they can sit in. The whole world is magic to them, including mom’s car keys or an empty paper towel roll. They are kinda like cats that way.
Me too. After 36 years, I still feel that way. What would I like most for Christmas? A FaceTime call from my kids. Include my one grandchild and I’m golden.
Gawd, I hope I’ve never sounded like that to you. If you’d like my qualifications on mom-ing, PM me.
Pet peeve right here. My lot (at work) was plowed promptly after the snow fell, even though I didn’t think it needed plowed. I didn’t sign a new contract for this year, in fact the last time I saw/signed one was five or so years ago.
“Back in the day” a local guy with a plow would stop by or call after a snowfall. If I wanted the lot plowed, he plowed it, doing a beautiful job. He charged $20 (cash only), and I always gave him $25.
Fast forward to current version. The lot is plowed whenever the company feels it needs plowing. Doesn’t matter if snow falls when I’m closed and will melt before I am open, the lot gets plowed. It was $100 last year, I’ll find out how much it will be this year when I get my bill. No choice in the matter, and they do a shitty job. If I complain, it’s “no plowing for you!” and I’m screwed.
Last year we paid $324 for plowing our typical driveway for the season. It was a warm, dry year, and they only came once. Even then, they did a really shitty job. This year we have a foot of snow and we haven’t heard from them. We’d rather sit home waiting for the thaw than use them again.
Nah. I’m ranting about a very specific subset of people on reddit. If someone mentions their qualifications and then presents a cohesive argument, fine. These ladies just drop their degrees and then present the same facile argument as everyone else, as if their background somehow elevates their opinion automatically. It’s especially irksome when their opinion is bleeding obvious.
I’m just… Really what this is about is I’m tired of people presenting claims without evidence. Especially when said claims are being used to shame other mothers.