Not really minor - but because it is so utterly predictable:
Fuck the NYS Legislature, again. You’ve known since September that the state was looking at serious budget shortfalls. Even when you started making mouth noises about reducing property taxes. But not one of you cumnuggets could be arsed to propose budget cuts beyond the $500 million dollar cuts Gov. Paterson guilted you fuckers into back in September.
Let me give you fuckers a clue: a budget cut accounting for 10% of the then projected shortfall of revenues is not acceptable.
Now the budget shortfall for this year is approaching an estimated $10 Billion. And you lousy wastes of oxygen are all up in arms about this that or the other pet project for your district being cut in the Governor’s proposed amended budget.
Then let’s consider this shit, too: You tax-and-spend, borrow-and-spend, and even cook-the-books-and-spend idiots passed a law that makes it fucking illegal for school budgets to go down. So, now that the state budget has to be trimmed, Paterson rightly looks to include school budgets in that list. If he gets that done, however, it’s not actually going to save the taxpayers a single cent - since property taxes on the local level will have to go up to compensate. And you cowards lack the intestinal fortitude to actually admit that we need to cut services, and that people will be hurt by the budget cuts.
Nope you pogrockets are all trying to convince your consituents that everyone else can suffer, but not them.
Guess what: Following that program will prevent any cuts from being made, and will increase the suffering.
Fuck eat the rich. Let’s eat the goddamned Legislature!
Wow, thanks for the offer. You keep ‘em for yourself for now.
I’ll check Wal-Mart tomorrow - I hadn’t even thought of trying there.
If I can’t find them there, I’m comin’ for yours!
My neighbor has thrown away something, probably a dying smoke detector, that has been making a high-pitched beep beep beep (pause) beep beep beep (pause) beep beep beep for the last 24 hours and even though the thing is in the garbage outside it’s clearly audible from all the rooms that face that area, including my bedroom. I suppose it’s too late to go out there with a hammer, right?
I mentioned a while back that 850 people from my company were let go, country-wide - that’s over ten percent of our staff. We were told that it’s what was needed to keep us going through 2010. This past Wednesday, we were told that we were also going to be letting go of 60 percent of our sales force; this in turn would vastly diminish the work coming into Contracts, which is my department, so I know we’re going to get screwed. At least they gave us a heads-up this time around, and my crew is bright, so it’s just a question of “who” with “when” a close second, not “if.”
Eddie in the mailroom is going around telling everyone that 180 from Head Office are going on Monday or Tuesday. Eddie, go to hell. You’re scaring my team, and you either have faulty information and should shut the fuck up immediately or you have accurate information and should still upping shut with the fuck AND be fired for disseminating information you probably shouldn’t know in the first place and certainly shouldn’t be bruiting about. I’ve got people who are semi-joking that they won’t show up for work because they don’t want to be here when they get canned, and I really don’t need that. We’re still in busy season and there’s work to be done.
So, in conclusion: Eddie shut up!
Avoiding the laundry list of major pittable events in my life right now, I’ll settle for wondering where the goddam hell my eyebrows went. I swear, I had perfectly good eyebrows not two months ago, but now they are sporting bald patches. Is this some new perimenopause thing I haven’t heard of yet? The rest of my hair is just fine, eyelashes are all in place, but what on og’s green earth became of my eyebrows?
The one that pisses me off (well, irks me a bit) is the one where the woman is in the tub, and tells her friend who calls her on her cell phone that she’s at the spa.
Every spa I’ve been to makes you turn off your cell phone so you don’t disturb anyone.
I pit my husband’s back. It’s deteriorating, and the VA and workers comp can’t get their shit together to get him the surgery he needs. The wheels grind slowly, and meanwhile, my 40-ish husband is now having to use a wheelchair to get around the house. When he walks, his leg gives out. When his leg gives out, he falls down. That’s not good for someone with deteriorating discs in his back and neck.
I know the VA wheels grind slowly, but have you considered asking your local Federal representative’s offices if they can light a fire under someone? I grant you that it’s the equivalent of using a shotgun to swat a fly, but they might be able to offer some incentive for your local VA to cut some red tape.
Well, our new federal representative is a Code Pink-supporting carpetbagging lawyer from Virginia who basically bought the election, so I don’t know how much help he’ll be.
Why, yes, I am a bit bitter. Why do you ask?
He does have an ultrasound scheduled for next week. I have no idea what that’s for, but I’m sure the docs need it for something. I keep thinking back to my health experience…diagnosed with breast cancer on May 6, surgery about six weeks later, just finished chemo, will be starting radiation next week. He had a set of MRIs done last year…then the VA “lost” them. They found them again, but it’s been a year since we started this with the VA!
You had a yard sale a few weeks ago. It was pretty successful. A lot of folks came because of ALL those signs you put up that say, “Yard sale this Saturday.”
The problem is, that was 3 weeks ago. The signs are still up because you are too LAZY to take them down. They didn’t specify a date, so every Saturday people drive all around our street looking for a yard sale.
You ever had the audacity to COMPLAIN about all those cars driving around every Saturday. I mentioned that it was because your signs are still up and the people thought the yard sale was THIS Saturday. You thought that was funny and can’t believe how people could be so dumb to think that.
Yeah, they should just KNOW which Saturday you mean! Stupid people.
But a few months ago I noticed a spot on one side of my mustache where all the colored hair had fallen out leaving only the white ones. I did a bit of research on the internet and have self diagnosed with alopecia areata barbae. It seems that there’s a good chance that it will correct itself in time so I’m not going any further with it right now. I did find a treatment that seem legit so you can PM if you need that information.
I’ve been avoiding looking at the devastation to my deferred comp account but I just got the statement in the mail and it’s down by over 10% now. This sucks beyond all reason. I know that only idiots keep their money in the stock market when they’re close to retirement but this retirement thing came up very quickly and I hadn’t been planning to do it for another 7 years.
Shit. At least I have a normal fixed rate mortgage.
Couple of things in today’s paper ticked me off. Two farmers were feuding over some land. One of them killed the other – shot him between the eyes, dragged his body for a mile behind his pickup and tossed him down a well. The first trial verdict of first degree murder was overturned on appeal. At the second trial, the victim’s medical records were admitted, showing that he was under treatment for anger issues. The killer is convicted of involuntary manslaughter ("He was scared of the guy!) and is out of prison in four years.
The second was about an elderly but active and healthy woman who died after 25 days in a nursing home. She was there to recover from a broken bone in her ankle. In 25 days, nobody unwrapped the bandage on her leg, even when she complained of pain. She died of gangrene. The nursing home was fined $112,000 but the owner (a real estate developer) is appealing the fine.
Students, lovely darling little students, let me make this perfectly clear to you: Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part.
Also, old lady who likes to call five hundred times a week for stupid questions (like “can you give me the phone number for X?” and once “what time is it?”) STOP CALLING. We are seriously looking into installing a taser on your phone so that the next time you try to waste our time during exam season you will be electrocuted.
I understand that there were a lot of pro-gay-marriage protesters on the Mall yesterday. I sympathize with them – in their position I’d want the same legal rights as everyone else. Sure, there were a few slightly-less-than-brilliant folks waving signs against Prop 8 (California’s about 3,000 miles thataway, guys), asking Obama to not forget them (Chicago’s about 700 miles thataway, guys) but most of my time-diluted ire is directed towards DC’s finest. Note that nobody ever refers to cops as “[City Name]'s brightest.”
I know you guys were standing out in the rain, and had to listen to the same things get yelled over and over again. But that’s no reason to hold traffic for 15 traffic-light cycles while the protesters went on their merry way. Finally, some genius had the brains to tell the protesters to chill for a minute and let the cars through, but only after some nimrod in an Acura tried to rush the line and almost got hauled out of his car – so not only did I spend an extra 20 minutes sitting in traffic, I didn’t even get to watch someone get arrested .
HR Department: I submitted my maternity leave proposal two months ago. My supervisor and my supervisor’s supervisor have written you letters in support of the proposal. What’s the fucking hold up? I would like for my office not to go to shit in my absence–that’s why I found someone who can sub for me while I’m out. I’d like to begin training her now. But at this point, it’s no longer my problem. I will not be showing up to work in January. Whether or not there’s a competent person who can take my place is up to you motherfuckers.
