Rant: Somehow the people at the CO's office have decided to fuck people around and try to get as many numbers retained as possible...they have held onto el husband's veerp paperwork for the past week even though they are required to pass it on. El husband is convinced he is not getting the veerp. I really, really hope he is wrong. He needs to get out of here and the timing would be so awesome for us if he got it.
Rave: had a very attractive friend of a friend try and pick me up whilst on holiday. Rant: couldn't do it. She was mentally in a place where it wouldn't have served her well. Rave: managed to not be a selfish dick despite the ridiculous number of days without sleep and ridiculous number of substances consumed. It's nice to get an opportunity to be better than the person you were.
Rant: This cocksucking cockknocker is calling my dog violent. To say that this has irritated me is an understatement. Fuck off. My dog isn't violent. He's a boxer, he's bouncy, he's bubbly, and he's energetic, but he's not violent. He's only ever growled at someone who was a danger to me. I want so badly to spit on this male.
Rant: Received the following text from my mom, (her and my dad are visiting this weekend): "Well probably be there 7ish. Think of places for dinner, might want to reserve something. Change of plans, we are staying at a hotel, thats dads present to me." Im going to be sick. Rant: Cat threw up on my wireless mouse right as Im packing up for work this morning. Thanks, buddy. Rave: Sister's CT is clear again. No scans for 1 year. Awesome.
Rant: Why are college students so fucking stupid? Every time I go to get a sandwich at the campus Subway it's a fucking adventure to get my sandwich made the way I want. It's not like I have a complicated order either; lettuce, salt & pepper, vinegar & oil, oregano, pickles, and a little green pepper. Sounds simple, right? Well I guess not. The first thing the "sandwich artist" fucks up is the lettuce. I don't know if he was instructed by his boss to be as stingy as possible with the toppings in order to save money, but the guy literally puts a pinch of lettuce on my sandwich. I ask for a little more lettuce - you know, so I can get up to the standard amount of lettuce put on every other subway sandwich ever made - and the idiot grabs a fistful of lettuce and practically smothers my sandwich in it to point where you can't actually see the sandwich beneath the lettuce. (This floors me, by the way, because for some reason that's escaped the knowledge of all mankind asking for "a little more" of something at a subway gets you an overwhelming amount more. It's as if the people making my sandwich are insulted I asked for more and decide to drown/smother my sandwich in the topping out of spite, "What that's not enough lettuce for you asshole? FINE. YOU CAN HAVE ALL THE LETTUCE YOU WANT. THAT ENOUGH FOR YOU MOTHERFUCKER?" but I digress...) Next comes the vinegar and oil. Most people have an innate sense of how much topping goes on a sandwich, but not this guy. He grabs the oil and proceeds to apply it in a precise back in for motion in neat lines so that every square millimeter of my sandwich is covered, as if he were painting it an didnt' want to miss a spot. I had to stop him a half-way through so still had a sandwich and not an oily mess. So of course, he interprets this to mean that I only want a drop of vineagar, which is exactly what I get - a single drop. I don't know if he's fucking with me on purpose, but the fact that this incomptency seems so common at this place makes me wonder if the hiring manager goes out of his way to staff the place with idiots. By this time I've given up on trying to tell him how to put on ingredients like a normal fucking person and just let him do his thing so I can get my sandwich at get out of there. He somehow manages to not short or smother my sandwich with oregano, but gives me a single pickle and - when I asked for "a little green pepper" - proceeds to grab two fistfulls of green pepper and goes to town. I resign myself to the fate of a shitty lunch because asking for a replacement subway sandwich or other similar measures is pathetic, but I walk away in disgusted awe at how bad those "sandwich artists" are. The reason I'm calling out college students is because this level of incompetence seems unique to Subways either on or near college campuses. There have been several Subways I've regularly patrionized near high schools and staffed by high-school students and they seemed to be able to make a sandwich just fine. I just don't get it.
This is a text exchange I had with a friend last night. There is a party on Saturday night so I thought I'd start the ball rollin'. Me: See you Saturday and if you try to plank my lap (again, drunkass did it at the last party) I'm gonna have to go fisticuffs with you. Him: Consider it on! Me: That's fine. We can start a pool. It'll go in my favor anyway. Him: I'll arm bar you! Me: Bring a step stool then. You can't reach that high. Him: Fine. I'll just hump your leg like a mutt. You'll submit. Me: So then you'd be my bitch. That's the same difference. Him: Well fuck, that turned the wrong direction. I love my friends. Rave, because it made me laugh. It's the little things man.
Rant: Beard Problems. I've had a goat* for the past 4 years, now I'm trying to grow the rest of my beard out. The problem is I'm a very light brown, almost blonde so my beard hair has patchy blonde spots but really dark brown spots. My whole goat is brown, but just under my nose my mustache is blonde. The rest of the mustache is brown. My left side burn and my chin strap is brown but my cheek hair is blonde. Half my right side burn and chinstrap is brown. Right where my jaw starts its blonde along with the right cheek. Essentially I look like a fucking retard and I'm considering using just for men. *my shape of goat was exactly like his: Spoiler
Rant/Rave? So the company I work for makes equipment that is used on oil rigs. I'm in the process of getting certified to go on rigs anywhere in the world to service our equipment. I am both excited and terrified. I've only been out of the US once and flying just freaks me out (even though I have flown a fair amount). As a result of volunteering for this, I wound up in Texas for 4 days over the weekend servicing equipment at a build site. It was some of the most difficult and challenging work I have ever done. It all went very well, but because of that, not only am I the prime candidate to go everywhere, but I get to train all the new guys too. I guess this is good because I actually know what I am doing and everyone recognizes that, but the type of work and situations have an amazing amount of potential to go bad and that scares the hell out of me. What I'm really hoping for is a large raise due to the extra risk and my dedication to the company. I don't care how this sounds, I'm trying to break six figures and I don't have that far to go. Did I mention part of the training involves escaping a helicopter cab upside down underwater? Because it does.
Rant My wife decided she wanted another house to live in, so she is closing next week for an August move in Phoenix. Rave hope she has a good time packing as I will be in San Diego for 4 days starting tomorrow then Cabo next sunday for 5 days.
Rant: Aircraft Commander check today got cancelled due to broken aircraft. Rave: It was a pretty difficult to brief and plan for mission involving the lift of an up-armored, 13,000lb Humvee. Rant: It would have been awesome training. Rave: The check is rescheduled for tomorrow with a different, and much easier to brief mission. Carrying 6 pallets of food to the ship, then ground refueling a truck. Easy day.
Rant: My aunt has decided that everything I say is reason to yell at me. Everything. Keep it up. Your ass will be in a fucking nursing home so fast it'll make your confused head spin like a fucking pinwheel in a hurricane.
Double Rant: I hate getting so upset at my aunt. I know it's the disease and not her yelling. Rave: A couple of beers to calm me down combined with my gift of gab and I have her all calmed down and telling me about VE day.
Rant: I have 5 feral cats in my backyard for the past couple of months, 3 of them kittens. I have slowly built up trust so I could get close to the kittens and catch them. Rant: So I tried grabbing one for the first time to put it in a cat carrier. Holy shit did that fucker claw and bite the shit out of my hands till I dropped him. Now I need a new plan because I sure as hell ain't doing that again.
Rave: Got one. Used Pink Candy's tip and almost got two but the other ran out of the carrier before I could close it. Rant: It's crying and sad and making me feel bad.
Rantish: Still unemployed. I really haven't been as diligent as I could be, so there's that. Rave: I have been enjoying my break. Started yoga again, meditating, reading, cooking, baking, making my own jelly, that kind of stuff. Time. It's awesome. Back in school. It's odd, because my stress levels are virtually nil, despite being broke as fuck. Funny how that works. I've been volunteering at a local charity and was asked to interview for a position there. It would be very part time, but that's fine with me. I know a couple other volunteers interviewed as well, they have been there longer so I may not get it. I'll still volunteer, it feels good. I'm sure things will work out. I'm also signing up to help at a horse rescue. I need more dirt and literal horse shit in my life. Rave: Starting lifting again with Mr. P yesterday. I haven't done squats or deadlifts in well over a year but did well. I can't move today without being reminded of my workout, but that's a good pain. Rave: Mr. P is wonderful. It's comforting to know someone truly supports you, through thick and thin.
Rant: Spoilered because this board and Feminism Spoiler I'm just shaking my head at the level of ignorance of some of the posters on this board. For as much as people who post here like to think they're smarter than the bulk of the unwashed masses, the staggering lack of awareness they demonstrate around certain issues floors me. I mean we just had a thread were a lot of posters spent their time dismissing Feminism, mostly completely out of ignorance. I expected better from this board, but whatever, I'm used to these type of discussions around Feminism. But what really floors me is the very next day some of those same posters were in another thread astonished that rapists can get parental rights and wondering why there are no laws to stop that sort of thing. I was tempted to make a snarky remark in said thread, but I don't think anyone's in the mood for another shitstorm. But I have to rant, because this sequence of events has to be the absolute most brainless, idiotic, and dumbfounding fucking fiasco I've seen on a message board in a very long time. The Idiot Board indeed.
Rant? Rave? Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I need phantom spotters! Jesus people! On the other hand, I'll never drop a thing because there is always someone lurking. I like the gym better when it is empty.