Showing posts with label complaint. Show all posts
Showing posts with label complaint. Show all posts

June 18, 2008

Complaints

*Can the city really give two simultaneous parking tickets?
*Am I really going to eat a dozen White Chocolate Chip Macadamia Nut Cookies in one sitting?
*Am I going to be able to attend school in the fall or did I royally fuck up my financial aid?
*Why can't I get my lazy ass to the gym?
*Who knew buying a new t.v. would cause the husband to stress out so much about components, location, wiring. Ay ya ya.
*What if DeAnna picks the wrong guy and it doesn't work out?
*Is Molly going to ditch me AGAIN and ruin my chances of seeing the Sex and the City movie in the theater?
*When is Logic going to do the dishes?

These are all the important issues going on in my life right now.


~ update on financial aid: the issue has been resolved. Phew!

March 31, 2008

The Douche Awards

I was inspired this morning.
As I walked out of my building, I saw a large truck taking up two parking spaces on an already packed street. Just to paint an accurate picture, he was parallel parked, so it had nothing to do with the size (or lack thereof) of his truck. He was just being a douche.
This is a common occurrence on my street and it angers me in a way that it probably shouldn't because it rarely affects me. But I have a hard time understanding how some people can be so blatantly inconsiderate.
This lead me to wonder how I could let people like the truck driver know when they're being total douche's without being confrontational.
There is an artist (whose name eludes me) who used to hand out these amazing business cards that said something like: "Hello, I am black. You may not have known that, which could be why you chose to talk in a way that you didn't realize I would find offensive" when she found herself in a conversation that was racist. She was a black woman with fair skin and was often mistaken for white. You can imagine how uncomfortable she must have been to find herself in conversations where African Americans were talked about negatively. So she decided to hand out those business cards whenever she found herself in a situation where she was mistake for someone who would have been interested in racist dialogue.
I'm not wanting to go quite that far with it. After all, I did say 'without being confrontational' (aka: I'm scared). But maybe I could make up some business cards like this:

Congratulations! You've been
awarded a DOUCHE AWARD.
Due to your recent behavior, the
Douche Committee deemed you worthy of
an award. To see what you've won,
please go to
www.doucheawards.com

(and then I'll set up some bogus website where I can give examples of people being douches.)

What do you think?

July 23, 2007

An Open Letter To Stratus Clouds

Fuck off.
I hate you!
Where do you get off thinking you can lurk above me for four days straight? I need to see the sun! I need to feel the warmth of its rays on my face. But you are preventing that from happening.
I am prepared to deal with this kind of cruelty in the winter. After all, I am in Seattle. But it's summer, damnit! So piss off!

June 22, 2007

Pet Peeve #96

When people drag their feet.
There's nothing worse than having a migraine and finding solitude somewhere only to shudder when someone walks by with their sandals grazing the carpet.