So, this may just be me ranting at the injustices that the poor little rich kids face, but today I wanted to PUNCH LT IN THE FREAKING THROAT!
I have no idea how the conversation started, but when I came into it, I couldn't believe the nerve this freaking girl has.
The director of our office was in the lunch room talking about how she moved her youngest son into his own place this weekend and about how they went out furniture shopping to get all the stuff he needed for his new place, etc. Well, LT has this thing where whenever one of her superiors is in the room she will talk and talk and freaking talk about herself because I guess she thinks this will impress them. She starts in talking about when she moved into her first place on her own, her parents bought her all new furniture, a new sofa, a new bed, and new this and that... then she goes on to say, but it was all used, it was all from one of those Model Home Furnishing Stores... FYI genuis, if it's from one of those stores, it is NOT used. It sat in a Model Home... that does NOT EQUAL USED -- Good Will, that's used! Anyway, after going on about how Mommy and Daddy bought her all her furniture, she went on to say that her Mom and Dad paid her rent until her and her husband got married and he moved in (note: her HUSBAND, not Tim). She says this like this is normal, like all parents pay their children's rent and buy their children furniture... how about supporting yourself? Ever heard of it? NO... I didn't think so. Anyway, she then goes on to say, but I paid for everything for the dog. Like this makes you Mother Teresa... it's your dog, who else is going to pay for it? You freak! And she talks about the dog like it's a kid... I paid for all of Bailey's medical bills and boarding and this and that... You can call your dog by its name, but not your husband?
Something is wrong with you LT... very VERY wrong.
Sorry, today's rant is a little intense, but I HATE when she gets on her priviledged poor little rich girl kick... I want to kick her... in the shin.
On Friday night, Jimmy and I went to the Tempe Music Festival. Nothing too exciting happened. The headlining acts were Puddle of Mudd and My Chemical Romance. Puddle of Mudd was relatively entertaining, singing hits like Blurry and She Fucking Hates Me, topped off with the lead singers crazy/bizarre personality. At one point, he stopped about 45 seconds into one of their new songs and told the crowd that they completely messed it up... who does that? None of us knew the song anyway. My Chemical Romance was pretty good. They sound just like they do on their CD. The crowd for them ranged from 12-15 year old screaming girls dressed in black with Alice Cooper eyeliner and weird gloves on. I wanted to tell them that spandex with jean skirts was not some new and exciting fashion trend that they invented... they may want to check out some pics circa 1989...
On our way back to the car as Jimmy was giving me a piggy-back ride and running through the parking lot (my feet were killing me after our mile trek from the festival back to the car), we came across a very distressed lady wandering aimlessly around the parking lot. She asked if she could use our cell phone, we said sure. Turns out, she had been seperated from her boyfriend and their 3 other friends at the music festival and she didn't have her cell phone on her. She had called her boyfriend from other peoples phones and he said he'd meet her by the truck, but she couldn't find the truck in the parking lot and now he wasn't answering his phone. She said she'd been waiting in the parking lot for him for almost two hours and he had yet to show up. We told her that she could catch a ride to her house with us (it was on the way). So, we gave the poor lady a ride home. Her boyfriend called back on Jimmy's phone when we were halfway to her house and ripped her a new one lecturing her about catching a ride with strangers, but he was just leaving the festival. The asshole had left his girlfriend alone in a PITCH BLACK parking lot for over two hours... jerk.
Saturday and Sunday were relatively uneventful, did a shitload of laundry, cleaned my house and attempted to install a dog run. The dog run project is currently on hold until next weekend, but will be great... :)
I work in downtown Phoenix, so I have a lot of crazy conversations with crazy people that meander around, but this one far beat out anything I can remember.
Below is a picture of the approximate location of my random/crazy conversation (see the red arrow).
Premise: I had just picked up Sarah Wednesday afternoon from her office (a few blocks from mine) and we were carpooling home. At a stoplight, a very large white pickup pulled up next to my car on the drivers side. My window was cracked maybe 4 inches. I glance over and see a man that slightly resembled Fred Durst.
The following converstaion with "Fred" ensued:
Fred - "Hey, you're hot."
Me - Look at him.
Fred - "We should make out."
Me - Laugh at him.
Fred - Starts using his fingers to show what making out would look like if it were your two index fingers...
Me - Start laughing more and glance at Sarah with the 'OMG' expression on my face.
Fred - "No seriously. We're both hot, we should make out."
Me - "I don't think my husband would like that very much."
Fred - "But I'm hot, right?"
Me - Laugh at him again.
Fred - "My friend (referring to the driver of the truck) is really hot too."
Light turns green. I floor it.
THE END
It was just funny and very bizarre. And to top off the interesting ride home, I saw a statue being towed by a pick-up truck in stand still traffic on the I-10 that looked like a mix of Olive Oil (the character from Popeye) and a dinosaur... It was weird. And to end the day, I saw a license plate that said... TAPDDAT.
Oh, what a ride.
So, I learn more and more things everytime I travel. I think the main lesson learned with this most recent trip was that going to weddings where you know no one is not all that fun. It was nice to visit my Mom though and to be there on her birthday was great. I also realized that I HATE FLYING US AIRWAYS! The staff is not friendly in ANY way and act like you are a huge inconvenience to them. I've flown them a few times recently and this is their general disposition. I paid you to fly on this plane, BE NICE TO ME!
Anyway, other than that no major events this weekend. Flew from PHX to Reno, stayed at my Mom's house on Thur-Sun. The wedding was in Genoa (near Tahoe) on Saturday at David Wallie's Hot Spring Resort. It's an interesting place. Kind of smelled like sulfur. The wedding was short and sweet, relatively quaint. Everyone knew everyone as the bride and groom and their entire families are from Fallon, NV (population 12... not really, more like 4,000, but small none the less). I knew a total of 6 people at the wedding... not a whole lot of fun, but it's family.
I'll post some pics of the wedding when I get them... waiting for my Mom to send them.
Other updates:
No lunchtime antic update... LT is out of town until Thursday. Reports will resume at that time.
I worked out this morning, first time in the gym since last Wednesday as I was out of town all weekend. It was fine.
Working in the high budget state office we work in leads to interesting lunch times. In a recent effort to budget our lives, Traci and I have been bringing our lunch. With limited space, we use our conference room as our lunch room from 12-1 (and if your meeting runs past noon in the conference room, be prepared to face death). These lunch meetings tend to be relatively entertaining and usually a lot more than mildly annoying. The annoying portion of lunch can usually be attributed to one person... we will call her "Laugh Talk" or LT for short. For the entertainment of myself and Traci, I will begin to document these lunchtime antics and LT's super annoying ways.
For Lunchtime Antics Part I, I will give you the background on LT and how/why she is so annoying.
LT's Annoying Habits:
So moving on to today's antics by LT:
We were all finishing up our lunches talking about my recent trip to Reno to visit the familia. I was talking about my brother and how he is too smart for his own good and will frequently fail tests on purpose to see how people will react (he is a weird child... I know). LT chimes in, "Don't they have COG programs for him?" I wanted to ask her if that was something they have in private schools because none of us public school minions knew what she was talking about.
Oh, and she always talks about ASU baseball. Granted, 80% of our office went to ASU, which is great, and a lot of people like baseball, but she thinks she is the coolest person EVER because she goes to the ASU baseball games... really, college baseball? I dunno, maybe that jus annoys me. And while I was boasting about how WSU was playing UNC in the sweet sixteen semifinals, all she could say was "all of my teams are out"... who freaking cares, shut your mouth LT!
And the winner of today's lunch time random interjection of the day... We were talking about something random, not sure what exactly... LT starts laughing, which we all know will lead to the OBNOXIOUS laugh-talk and what does she say... OH DEAR LORD HELP US!
"We were on our way to the Sunrise Service for Easter and we saw a bunny cross the road and my Grandma said, 'Oh, look there's the Easter Bunny' and it was just funny because it was Easter and we saw a bunny..."
Really??? WTF LT?
Worked out today at 5:45 AM... let's recap the progress thus far:
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