Morons @ MindSay

I had a really great talk with Donna today. We laughed and talked about boys and the suckiness of this semester and how we should get together after finals week. She told me she's considering taking some time off from teaching to pursue her art (which I think is a great idea). It sounds like in some ways she's in the same boat as me. Rrr.
lol I didn't tell her about Ira (after all, I could totally see her letting it slip and saying something about him to me while I'm in drawing or something and he's around) but I did tell her about the issues I've been having with Ryan and how Cory has been acting. She seriously wondered if I'd never date Cory.
Funny how people don't get that sometimes I don't like people....I just find it fun to mess with them. No, I am not a tease.

People at Subway are beging retarded. So are the customers. Oh my gosh, I was seriously ready to kill about half of the people who walked through the door. One woman was super snotty when I asked her about her veggies and was like "I want it the same way as the other one!" at which point I had to clarify to her that I had not made her previous sandwich. I had just come onto my shift and the MALE to my left had been the one who had made her sandwich. Had her head not been so far up her ass she might have made that connection without my assistance. So, yeah...If I could work at Girls Inc. I totally would. At least I could deal with people I relatively like and not these morons who don't appreciate what you do for them. I mean jeez, on one had you've got customers bitching about this that and the other whereas on the other hand you have little girls hugging you and saying they love you. Yeaaah seems like and easy enough decision to me. Damn my lack of wheels, though. Never the less, Subway days may be coming to an end soon. I'm beging to remember my reasons for quitting the first time around.

Don't get me wrong, I don't believe in signs. But if I did, wouldn't you say that me being in one car and a potentical love-interest randomly being in a car beside me and me turning one way and him turning the other would be a horrible sign?...or that after weeks of searching high and low for citrus tic tacs (which have a certain connection to someone), my mom suddenly sees some at a grocery store we frequent and buys them for me just when I've given up hope (hope for someone, not for tic tacs)?...luckily, I don't believe in signs...

Oooh, also, Ira played some freakin' awesome music in class on Tuesday. Stuff by Andrew Bird as well as The Boy Least Likely To. I've become entirely addicted to the latter, and cannot wait for some cash to grace my palm so I can snag one of their cds. Here's one of their music videos:

You might remember my blog post from a few weeks ago talking about rubberneckers in Corpus Christi. Today, there was another driving situation that pissed me off. Don't worry, this one has a happy ending.

 

The radio station I was listening to gave a traffic report in the morning that said there were two accidents on westbound SPID. I thought it was no big deal since I was going to be heading east.

 

However, I noticed that traffic was slowing down. Oh, great! Here we go again.

 

The rubberneckers were out in full force.

 

But this time they screwed themselves!

 

The rubberneckers caused an accident of their own. A nice little three car pile up all because they wanted to stare instead of drive.   

PLAINWELL (NEWSCHANNEL 3) – There was another scare at Plainwell High School, one day after the school closed for a security sweep.

Police found nothing Wednesday.

A 22 caliber bullet put Plainwell High School into temporary lockdown Thursday morning.

Police cars from the state, city and sheriff's department were outside the high school.

Inside classes were in temporary lockdown.

“An announcement came saying we had to stay in our first hour until they told us to leave,” said student Joan Giffels.

Before eight Thursday morning, the district says a parent found a 22 caliber bullet on the sidewalk. The bullet is no bigger than a quarter, but students in their first period classes didn't know what to think.

“They think someone's going to come in and randomly shoot or hurt someone,” said student Afton Rachut.

Their lessons continued but no one could leave any classrooms. Not until the state police brought in their dogs that are able to detect gunpowder.

Their search turned up nothing.

“We have searched every locker in the building and all the areas and we are perfectly safe and secure,” said Superintendent Susan Wakefield.

A few hours later the normal schedule resumed. It was a relief to students, experiencing their second security scare in as many days.

“We were all like thank the lord, o my god, it was so scary,” said one student.

The district sent a letter home Thursday with all high school students notifying their parents of what happened.

Several parents have told us in prior emergencies, they've never heard from the district.

A few months ago I posted a story about someone in England finding a .22 short in a doorway, which caused SWAT to be called in to retrieve it because it might fire on its own. What happened to the old, old days when the people of our country did their best to not be like England?

I usually wash my car myself. But I suck at cleaning out the interior and I can never get bugs completely off the windshield. So I was having an issue seeing out the windshield, and decided maybe I'd give pro washing another chance. Since I bought the car in 2004, it has only been washed by "pros" (and I use that term loosely) once before, not including the detail job they did on it the day I bought it.

So my mom decided to give me a gift card for the local "auto spa" that would entitle me to their deluxe wash. This was done after the shoot on Saturday, which I drove to. I'm sure mom noticed the amazing amount of rotting bug carcasses on the windshield, not to mention I've spent so much time on dirt roads and in wooded areas this week that the color of the car was beginning to become obscured and the inside smelled like an old saddle. On top of this, it was announced today that tighter water restrictions are being put into place and car washes will soon be shut down. Nice drought we have here. We're almost at the point of water rationing. The local lake is now a field with some puddles in it. No lie.

Anyway. I went out and had a car day. First we stopped by and I handed my Glock fund over to the car insurance lady, then told my car I hope it appreciates how many times now I've had to give up buying my Glock because it needed something. This is the third time. And it seems every time it needs something it is exactly how much I have towards my Glock. I was so close this time, too.

Then we hit the car wash. I knew this was going to be hell when I handed the guy my gift card, he scanned it, and then told me there was no money left on the card. Mom just bought the card on Saturday. Lucky me, I had the receipt for it, too. That was taken care of.

It makes it through the wash and I watch the morons cleaning it outside. First they run it through the machine wash, then they hand clean it and do the interior. I ended up not being able to see everything because they pulled a car behind mine and it was now hidden.

It gets handed off to a third guy who spends about two seconds on it then tells me it is done. I get in. I notice the windshield looks no better at all. All the other windows are fine, but the windshield could have been much better. So I go to put something in the holder of my center console and see this little air freshener I had long ago discarded. It's one of those ones that clip onto the air vent, but I'd taken it off because it made my car smell like a Jolly Rancher and it was overpowering. Like, every time I got into the car it was like being punched in the face by the candy fairy.

Now, I wonder, where in the hell did this thing come from? I remembered pulling it off and tossing it into the abyss of lost items which is the armrest compartment a year ago or so. My eyebrow went up on its own. So I opened it up and saw, to my surprise, that items that had once been on the bottom were now on the top. I decided to take a look in my glove box and it was in the same state.

So I swung the car around to a parking spot and went inside, where I asked for a manager. She came out and asked if there was a problem. "Yes. Two things. My windshield is no cleaner than it was when I came in and it really needs to be cleaned. Second, someone in here went through my center console and my glove box and didn't even try to hide the fact that they did so. Stuff that was in there is now outside and everything that was on the bottom is now on top."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. It's my car and I am very territorial. I know where everything is and what is in there. Also, added benefit, your guy was looking for a gun in my car."

I have the Sig's original box in the trunk. I had used it to ship the Sig back to the factory oh so long ago and decided to leave it in the car. I don't want to lose it and smuggling/hiding it from dad isn't easy. So I left it in the trunk. But I watched the guy pick it up and open it, then close it and start fishing around under my seats. So what do you think he was looking for? And I told her all of this. It did seem sort of weird that my car was being treated by three of the five workers when there were other cars around not being worked on, ya know?

So they recleaned the windshield. I have no idea what they said to the guys who were working on the car (although I made it a point to let them know that the last guy seen with the car spent the least amount of time with it and was not the guy fishing under my seats and in the box). And I was given a number to call to report any losses. Of course. And, of course, there is missing change. I keep loose change in that center arm rest compartment. Most of it is gone. Couldn't tell until I got home and emptied everything to double check. And there was no gun stuff in the car to begin with, guns, ammo, magazines, etc. All gone before I went to the wash. I'm not that stupid. I ended up having to leave a message at this number I was given. So I'll call a few times tomorrow from work.

Yeah, vacation is officially over. Boooo! Now I have to go back and remember how to do everything. LOL!

Emmitt Smith

 

Deion Sanders

 

Roy Jones Jr.

 

Stephon Marbury

 

The first two were members of the Dallas Cowboys so it's not exactly shocking. I'm glad we no longer have to hear this: "Wait until the facts come out." "Innocent until proven guilty."

 

He was a shitty quarterback anyway.