To the mean woman in the TJ Maxx store today: don’t take out your holiday stress on the sales help. It does no one any good to deliver a self-righteous lecture on the correct procedure for ringing up items. You were the one who did not inform the clerk that you required 2 different receipts/gift receipts. You waited until she had closed her drawer to lodge your “complaint”.
This scene went on and one, with this poor temp worker at a loss-if she defends herself, she pisses Ms InTheWrong more, yet she cannot change the transaction w/o supervisor approval. When I left the counter, they were overhead paging the manager. :rolleyes:
Oh, I will **norinew, **I will! That’s what the mixed drinks are there for! Just kidding. I will enjoy myself. Besides, I’ll be so busy hostessing, that I won’t have time for the drama.
Last year, I had a case of erypsilas on my left leg. Took my antibiotics, and after a few courses, I was rid of it.
This year, I have it on my right one. Granted, I haven’t been to the doctor yet, but it matches up. Demmit.
And it’s snowing here. Heavily. I don’t mind a white Christmas, the last one we had was about twenty or thirty years ago. I don mind if I have to battle my way through it to get home from work.
I’m visiting my parents. It is nice! I’m working on my masters in public policy and I haven’t seen my parents in a year and a half. (They live in California, I go to school in Michigan.) My parents are awesome. I just wish my dad would stop wanting to discuss policy issues with me. First of all, that’s what I do ALL THE TIME. It is my vacation! Second, he really wants to discuss the health care debate with me, and the truth is that I am not very well-educated on the health care debate. My focus of study is international development, and stuff like the health care debate tends not to come up in my classes. Since I don’t have anything really to say on it, this gives my dad free reign to go into a rant on how much he hates Republicans, which is a little tiresome. (I already know he hates Republicans.) Sometimes he varies it up with a rant on how the Democrats need to grow spines and put the Republicans in their place.
I get it, Dad. Let’s just watch this football game.
I have the torturous “Christmas lunch” tomorrow with my bosses. Sitting there while my bosses talk about golf or baseball while I eat my lunch and wonder if maybe I should’ve ordered a drink instead of diet Pepsi.
It seems that there are always going to be people who don’t believe you when you tell them what you like or don’t like because it differs from their idea of what you should like. My MIL occasionally does this, despite good intentions-- I don’t think she actually believes me when I tell her that I don’t like X or I get bad reactions to Y or that I can never find anything that fits at Z. Why? Because she’s convinced we have the same fit issue, and she can find stuff that she thinks is flattering and fits well at Z, so I should too! Nevermind that, despite both having large chests, she’s several sizes smaller than me with a short torso and lacking several inches in height-- we’re not going to fit into the same stuff and have it look right on both of us, let alone find something that’ll flatter us both. She often forgets that she’s 30-something years older than me and stuff that looks appropriate on her looks incredibly frumpy on me if it even fits.
I didn’t participate in SS this year because I couldn’t think of anything $10 or under that I’d want, and my taste in stuff tends to differ greatly from my coworkers, who are awesome, but love cutesy. I am just not a cutesy girl for the most part.
Heh. I remember the Christmas my MIL bought me a shirt that was several sizes too small! When I opened it, I said “Wow, this is cute! I hope they have it in my size in the store so I can exchange it!” She said “Oh, no, this one will fit you! The sales clerk said it would!”
WTF? The sales clerk doesn’t even know me!
Another year, she bought all the married women in the family red thong bikini panties packaged in ceramic Santa coffee mugs (I know, right? Tres classy! :rolleyes: ) but at the same time, while the rest of the women in the family were “normal” sized, I was morbidly obese, and the panties (not that I’d ever wear thongs anyway, even now that I’m a more ‘normal’ size!) were “One Size Fits Most”. :smack:
She’s always had this thing for giving all the adult women the same things, and all the adult men the same things. In recent years, though, she’s seemed to steer away from anything ‘wearable’ in favor of stuff like cake plates and can openers. I’d rather have the cake plates and can openers. Really, she could totally simplify her shopping by giving us all Sears or Wal Mart gift cards!
In situations like this, one of the best things you can do is to stand up to your fellow customers, if you feel the least bit comfortable being that outgoing. The store staff will love you for it, because you can politely tell the assholes the things they need to hear as (a) an outsider and (b) someone who won’t potentially get fired for it.
Does anybody else notice getting more spam this time of year? It’s like the spammers are off from their regular day jobs and have more time to sit in front of the computer sending out more spam!
850 fucking things to do at work because everything is suddenly an urgent priority number 1! Fucking co-workers taking vacation leaving us shorthanded.
Fucking baking cookies for the fucking kids when it is cheaper and easier to buy them.
Packing everything to spend a week in the middle of nowhere with the fucking inlaws with nothing to do and having to drive 3.5 hours to get there with a 4 year old in the car listening to fucking Elmo all the way!
I was watching Martha Stewart some years ago, and she explained that everyone got the same Xmas gift from her, with the gifts differing from year to year. However, she gave the same gift to all adults for that particular year. The gift she was making this year was decorated flower pots. I was sitting there, thinking about just how inappropriate this gift would be for at least half of my adult gift recipients, and I realized that Martha just felt a need to give a gift that exemplified HER tastes and desires. She didn’t feel a need to consider what the recipient might want or find useful.
Your MIL is fulfilling what she sees as a social obligation in a way that’s convenient to her. Nobody can feel that they got a better or worse gift, the gifts are equally useless to EVERYONE.
Maybe she’s her own only friend, and she’s just making multiple pots so it looks like they’re going to multiple people. Also, that way there are enough of them to catch all of her tears when she’s alone. Oh, so very alone.
Hey, big company? We know you really want to get this project going. You were really revving up to do it and suddenly o noes, you have to wait on something, we’ll tell you when we’re really ready. That was three months ago.
Earlier this month, yay big announcement, we’re gonna do the study soon! Meeting in three months maybe! OK, so it’s time to start working on some stuff. Where’s our budget, by the way?
When do you send the budget? Today? With a “reply back to this E-mail in 2 days or else we nag you, and also you have to approve budget within a week!” note. Seriously? Another study scheduled a conference call for the middle of next week and all the non-US sites sent back E-mails amounting to, “Do you people not go on vacation? WTF!” so the call was pushed back a couple weeks.
So you jerks want me to spend most of my time this week, in which I’m trying to do at least a week’s worth of work in 3 days, instead spent poring over this budget which you need back now now now. :smack:
This isn’t holiday related, but REALLY new neighbors? Two hours of thumping bass and blasting music against my walls for at least two hours EVERY night? REALLY? You aren’t aware that I have an eight month old and a two year old that uses these hours to sleep, but I’m sending someone over to make you aware.
All the same, it wouldn’t occur to you that not everyone in the complex wants to hear your music?
Aaaaugh! It turns out, my parents have infected me with their damn “everyone’s presents must balance” disease. It’s just, until I had nephews and niece, it never came up.
None of them are old enough to count $. Nonetheless, I had to spend the same on each – #2 Nephew got something for $XX, then have to buy something worth $X to go along with what #1 Nephew is getting for $X. Unfortunately, now one has two and two has one present.
Worse, niece is only 1.5yo; she can’t count. Yet, since we’re now at two presents for her brothers, had to get another for her.
… no doubt, I’ll pick up something else to wrap up for #2, so he has two, too. sigh
