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I'm sure you've read or heard bout the Long Island girl who fell in a manhole cover while texting. The city has opened an investigation and her mother is faulting the city because they removed the manhole cover THEN went to get the orange cones rather than have the cones there BEFORE removing the cover. Yeah, I agree that was lax on the part of the city workers but the young girl should be held accountable for her part in this. She admitted she was walking and texting and not paying attention but later said if there was an orange cone there she would have seen it. If you can't see a big hole in the ground what makes you think a warning cone would get your attention.

I'm sorry, I do believe the city workers were wrong in leaving the manhole unattended while the cover was off but if the girl would have been paying attention to where she was walking rather than texting this wouldn't have happened. If she would have tripped over a curb, a crack in the sidewalk or walked into a car would they then blame the city or the car owner for parking where she was walking?

This is another example of people not accepting responsibility for their own carelessness, ignorance and stupidity.




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It always amazes me how stupid or maybe it's clueless some people can be. I often wonder who they made it to adulthood much less to be loose in the world.

It's 10:30pm and I'm awake on the computer. The phone rings, it's a long distance wireless number but I'm in a good mood so I answer the phone. The woman on the other end asks "who are you?" I politely ask "who are you looking for?" We go back and forth like this a few times when she says "I'm looking for my sister." I tell her she's got the wrong number. This woman then asks if a Steven something or other is here. I inform her again she has the wrong number. It's at this point the woman calls me a liar and asks why I'm getting involved in this. I very nicely told her I didn't know who she is and I was going to hang up which I did.

Don wanted to know why I was so polite to this woman and why I didn't just hang up in the beginning. I was in a good mood and sometimes it's nice mess with them and see how far they'll go. It's been 30 minutes and she hasn't called back so she either realized I was telling the truth or she dialed again and this time got the number she wanted.

It still amazes me how someone with the IQ lower than one of my dogs can figure out how to use a cell phone and why she's not tied down in the padded room for the night.


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Posted on 6/30/2009 09:55:00 PM

Thanking God for Little Annoyances

Today is my mom's birthday and this year is like last year and the year before. I think about her all day and the things I miss. I don't plan it that way but sometime during the day the date will enter my mind and the thoughts start. Have you ever noticed it's the little things you miss the most. Mom's French Toast, the way she sat in the chair watching TV, bingo on Friday's.

This then brings Don to my mind and all the things I love about him. It also brings the little annoyances to the surface. You know those little things that just bug you and you think you're going to pull your hair out if it happens again. The next time you run across one of those little annoyances stop and think, is this something I'm going to miss if he wasn't here? You'll probably find out the answer is yes and I'm sure there are things that annoy him as well.

I get annoyed when Don puts something on the shelf where I put my soda bottle or when I'm communing with the dogs and he's in another room and calls them. Of course they'll run to him. When that happens and I'm ready to scream I realize those are a couple of those little things I'd miss and soon I'm smiling about it and thanking God he's here to annoy me with it. It's those little things that remind me I'm not alone and there's someone willing to share their life with me, annoyances and all.

Don, I love you and don't want you to change any little thing you do, no matter how much I complain about it. Just keep on bugging me and I'll keep smiling and loving you more.


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