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The Monday Peeve 39

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

This week we’re back to shopping again, real shopping, not online. As the eagle-eyed reader has probably noted, shopping is one of the peevery themes here. Why? Because there are so many annoying components to the shopping experience! Today I’m ranting about carts. Apparently, due to the fact that people steal carts, someone decided to put “stoppers” on the wheels so that you can’t take the cart past a certain range. Great idea, right?

WRONG! First, these stupid stores are punishing the actual paying customers not the cart-stealers. How do I know this? Because I still see homeless folks wheeling carts (I will assume these are not purchased at Ye Olde Shopping Cart Emporium), and also I am one of the paying customers and am INCONVENIENCED by this IDIOCY. Gah, I almost spelled idiocy incorrectly because I am so incensed.

Second, the boundaries of the carts make no sense. Today (well, Sunday) I was at Lowes and couldn’t take their cart from the main store into the plant section. What? Why? I guess it’s because the plant section is relatively open to the parking lot and it would be easy to sneak a cart out there and spirit it away to the Stolen Cart Underground. The solution is to inconvenience me, a paying customer. That’s always the solution. Inconvenience the customer!

Third, have you ever had a cart full of groceries that you’re wheeling out to your car, but you parked a bit farther from the store than usual. Suddenly! The cart stops moving! Yep, you have reached the invisible cart boundary, the line where some genius has decided marks the point where legit cart biz ends and nefarious cart biz begins. RAWR!

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Image originally found at Pixabay.

The Monday Peeve 38

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

It’s been an insane weekend here in the USA. I hope everyone is doing okay. During times like these what’s important, I think, is to maintain a bit of consistency where we can, in order to hang onto that illusion of control over some tiny, insignificant area of our lives. You know what I’m saying? That’s why I get so UTTERLY ENRAGED when I plan to eat a nommy nommy avocado and I wait until it feels nice and ripe, wash it, cut into it… and it’s all BLECH AND HORRIBLE! Omg. Why me lord? Why? I don’t understand why avos can’t be consistently perfect. I quit buying the bag of them for a deal because I figured, okay, don’t be a cheapo, obviously they stuff inferior avos in the bag. So I only buy the larger, more expensive ones… and still! I would say about 30% of the time they are DISGUSTING AND INEDIBLE! I mean half-rotten and mooshy and brown and gross and awful. It makes me so PEEVED…

I think I just won’t buy avos again. I always say this though. Waaah!

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Image originally from Pixabay.

Field Hockey [A-Z Games]

Field Hockey

Note: I’m doing the April A-to-Z challenge without signing up or linking back to the main site.

I don’t know anything about Field Hockey. I assume the pic shows correct equipment, which I googled. What I do know is when I googled it, lots of photos appeared. Some were men playing together and some were women playing together. As best I could tell (though nowadays who the hell knows, amirite?), there were no pics of mixed gender field hockey play.

Interesting! I find that very interesting. The reason is because back in 1978, in Illinois, when I was a senior in high school, some group of total farking idiots thought it would be a fantastic idea to have boys and girls play field hockey together. At the same time. Little girls like me with big guys over 6 feet tall and 200+ pounds. Sounds great, right? The total farking idiots congratulated themselves for promoting gender equality. What could go wrong with this brilliant plan? After all, boys and girls played ping pong together. Samesies, yes? 🙄

So, I was standing there in the end zone, or whatever it was, eating caramels from the vending machine and filing my nails… the things I normally did in gym class… when this huge gigantic boy crashed into me. Wtfff? I was knocked on the ground and couldn’t move my arm. The teacher called an ambulance. 😱

Turned out I “only” had a broken clavicle (right side). It could have been much worse. The doctor thought it was nuts we were playing field hockey with boys. My parents had to leave work and come get me. What I didn’t know until later is that I had my 15 minutes of fame in school. As they took me out in a wheelchair, my eyes were closed and I’d bitten my lip, so there was a trickle of blood from my mouth. Peeps wondered if I was dead! It was very exciting!

Anyway, I had to wear this sling/cast thing for weeks, but I removed it early and my bone never healed properly. Or maybe I’d always have a lump there, idk. That’s the side of my neck/shoulder which hurts the most now, but they say it’s unrelated. In X-rays, my neck itself is all crooked. The boy did apologize to me in the hall later on, but you know… it wasn’t his fault. He was just a big ox. It was totally the fault of the farking idiots who wanted to integrate the sports. Morons!!! 😡😡😡

Please tune in tomorrow when I will blog about Gin Rummy.

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Image credited to Koasports.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 30

Monday Peeve cat

Today’s peevery is dedicated to my friend Stan the retired lieutenant man!

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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What is up with the bombardment of COVID emails from every damn place I’ve ever done business with? I’m glad my bank and doctor and dentist and pet vet have all hurried to institute social distancing, etc. measures, but do I need to hear from the electric company too? These places are all just lying in wait to spam everyone with crap to remind us of their existence, not that we’re likely to forget when we pay them every month. I mean, duh. I dgaf what the phone company is doing. It’s not like the olden days when the guy made a service call. When was the last time a freaking telephone repairman needed to come in the house? And Toyota? Yeah, I was really worried how I was gonna run out and buy a new car in the middle of all {waves arms wildly} THIS!

Just quit it! I have enough on my mind without getting emails from you annoying companies! If I have a question, you’ll hear from me! 😛

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 29

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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Wtf is up with these farking grocery stores? No, I am not talking about the empty TP shelves and jerko hoarders. Can’t stand them either, but people don’t like my plan of shooting them so ya know whatever. I am talking about Amazon and regular grocery stores who appear as though they will deliver regular stuff to you (not TP), so you spend time filling up your online cart to the required minimum or more, jump through the virtual hoops to checkout, and only then do they tell you whoopsie there are no delivery dates available like ever.

Why can’t they say this upfront so you don’t waste time filling your cart? How stupidly inconvenient for the customer! Gawd, I hate them. 😡😡😡😡😡

Let’s give Target some credit. They tell you immediately that no delivery is available in your area as soon as you begin shopping online and click the delivery option . This is less annoying in the scheme of annoying things… since everything nowadays is some degree of irritating AF.

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 26

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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Men in parking lots who, when they are done parking, get angry that other people are… GET THIS!… attempting to park! Take this entitled white middle-aged man yesterday (please). I’ll just call him “Michael” to make things easier. Michael was finished shopping at Savers and wanted to hurry off to his next errand, which was meeting his probation officer, probably.

Now, I actually was finished shopping too and had pulled out of my spot, but I saw in my mirror that my friend was having trouble squashing the chair she’d bought into her Element, so I circled back around to help. As I backed up to take a spot near her, and watched for a sec, Michael honked at me. Wtf? I stopped and glanced around. Oh! Someone’s brake lights were on. My goodness, I had delayed them from exiting their spot for a couple seconds! The horror. I hurried into a spot so they could take off.

I got out of my car and walked over to where my friend was. Michael yelled at me out of his window: “Didn’t you see me?!?!”

You know, it wasn’t a biggie that he beeped at me to move when he was waiting to exit his spot. I had been just sitting there. But what cracks me up is that he was so upset I hadn’t noticed a superior being in the vicinity. Omg a Michael is near and needs something… I’d better jump like a trained dog to see what he wants. That’s what these Michaels are used to. They can’t bear their new irrelevance and increasing invisibility. Hey baby welcome to the party!

I’m so GD tired of these Michaels. Their day is over and they know it.

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 25

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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SURVEYS ARGGHHHH! Last week it was videos driving me bonkers and this week it’s surveys. They are everywhere, aren’t they? You can’t do anything nowadays without some irritating follow-up pestering you with questions. How do I know my answers mean anything, go anywhere, or will be read rather than deleted? Only once did I ever get a reply to a complaint I made in a survey.

I’m starting to delete them all because they take too much of my time. Over the years, I’ve found customer service to be worse and worse, while surveys have increased in volume, so there must be a correlation.

My idea: surveys cause crappy service. Let’s create a pile of questions on that concept and email them to a million corporate addresses. 😡😡😡

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 24

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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VIDEOS ARGGHHHH! I don’t want to watch videos about every damn thing! When I look up a song on YouTube, that’s when I like to see a video… but for everything else? Write it in words. I don’t want to listen to some idiot yapping about how to download a form or get published or make chocolate cinnamon candy. Just write it the eff down! I hate listening to people talk! It makes me so angry when I think I’m going to read an interesting article and the dreaded red button pops up.

Look at how we have a text-based medium here with lovely letters appearing on the screen. Let’s keep it that way!

PS: After I scheduled this post, my bank sent me a video to watch about how I can save more money next year. How about I spend the time working that I would have watched their stupid video?!?

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 23

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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So the freaking phone company amirite? It doesn’t matter which one cuz they all suck. You think yours doesn’t? Just wait. Anyway, I had to contact mine last week regarding misdirected email.

This has been a recurring issue. Some other Paula purchased Direct TV using my email address (or someone mistyped it). I didn’t confirm delivery, but it was installed. I am not paying (obviously) and now it will be shut off. I don’t really care, but it would be great if the annoying emails would stop.

The first bozo on the phone connected me to an outside vendor who tried to get me to purchase a security plan. WTF? Idiots.

The second guy “Tim” seemed much more helpful. At first. He had a southern accent and was super friendly. I felt I could trust Tim to take care of the problem. He kept me on the line a long time, but I figured he was just taking care of biz. Finally, Tim said he could save me a whole bunch of money on my plan and upgrade me to a “free” iPhone 8. 🙄

When I told Tim I didn’t want to change my plan or get an OLD MODEL PHONE, he completely lost interest in helping me with my actual issue! 😡😡😡

I called back a third time and got Krista who supposedly fixed the problem without sending me to a vendor or trying to sell me an obsolete phone, but I don’t trust them. I switched to a different email to solve the problem myself, even though I didn’t want to. As it turns out, it was the only solution because I’m still getting emails from Direct TV, which I’ve now filtered into the trash so I never have to see another one.

Gahhh!

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 20

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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Morons! So annoying, amirite? And idiots, omg grrrr! Could do a whole peeve on ’em, but instead I’m gonna peeve about people who are so darn quick to label others not only stupid but implying they somehow deserve their fate because they just weren’t savvy enough to catch on to some piece of technology. Tough luck, Grandma. Too bad about your life savings, eh? You shoulda been smarter, like a 22 year old knowitall.

I see this online all the time… people gloating about how they would never fall for a scam and shrugging at all the idiots who did. Great, so you’re rooting for the criminals? Congratulations.

Who knows why someone makes a dumb mistake in the heat of the moment. Maybe they are mentally impaired or ill. Maybe they were sleepy or stressed. Maybe they clicked the button inadvertently. Do they “deserve” to then be fleeced by a crook? I say no!

It hasn’t happened to me, but it could. I’ve done other dumb things. And my father, a very smart man in his prime, got taken advantage of by con artists when he was old and incapacitated. Did he deserve that? No! He did not and neither do all the other confused old folks who are victims of crime every day.

It pisses me off when I read these smug people calling others morons because they were victims of a scam. Just wait. If you’re lucky enough to make it to 80, you might end up “moronic” one day yourself.

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.