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The Monday Peeve 63

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!

Gonna complain about ads today. Not just any old ads. I get that we have to view ads to use free sites and I don’t have a problem with that. But some are simply too obnoxious to bear. When I’m playing some of the games via FB, I see one ad in particular that drives me nuts. It’s for a movie called Chaos Walking, and it’s the longest ad I’ve ever seen, maybe two minutes of dumb scenes from this irritating movie THAT I WILL NEVER WATCH NOW DUE TO THEIR IRRITATING ADS. Of course I’m giving them free publicity here on my peeve, but I don’t care. The movie looks dumb anyway and none of my readers would watch it. Pffft!

Short ads are good. Funny ads are okay (once or twice). LONG ADS ARE BAD.

It’s not that complicated…

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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.

The Monday Peeve 62

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!

Okay, so today’s peeve is another techy one. Saturday night, I began to play games over Zoom, as you do, and my camera wasn’t working. WTF? This is a brand-new laptop! My last laptop had a non-working camera, among other issues, so I was really upset. I tried everything, reset the privacy buttons, restarted the computer, googled the issue, asked Zoom for help, asked Lenovo for help, etc. My roommate, who is much more technical than I am, was also stumped. I couldn’t focus on the games because I was so upset. I texted my daughters to bitch and complain, as I do.

My eldest asked me if I switched on the privacy screen. What? I don’t have one. So silly. Then she explained that there is an eensy weensy teeny tiny button at the center top edge of the screen. I couldn’t see it at first, but I felt it. HOLY CRAP THERE’S A SWITCH. I must have turned it on when I wiped my screen with an eyeglass cloth (the best way to safely clean finger smudges)… I switched it off and VOILA the camera began working. Yay! I went back to my games.

But the peeve is… why when both my roommate and I googled this problem did the easy, obvious solution not pop up first (or at all)? God, that was maddening!

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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.

The Monday Peeve 61

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!

I know what you’re thinking: Paula probably doesn’t have any peeves after this great weekend. Wrong! I always have a peeve (though I apologize for last week’s bailing on the post due to migraine, which is a peeve in itself). This week’s peeve has to do with politics, but it is definitely not the usual. I am pleased as punch (not sure what that means, but it’s a good thing) that Senator Harris will be our Vice President soon, making history as the first woman, first Black, and first Indian-American to hold that office. And she is from California… and her husband Doug Emhoff will not only be our first Second Gentleman, but he received his undergrad degree at Cal State Northridge same as me. He also was born in NY and lived in NJ before moving to California as a young person. And he’s Jewish. We’re like twins! Except for my 9-year layover in Illinois.

Back to peevery. My little peeve is with the media who incessantly refer to Senator Harris as the first woman VP. What? I hate when people use “woman” as a modifier. It’s a noun, same as man. Do we say man VP? Man nurse? Man teacher? No, we do not because that sounds all kinds of wrong. We say male. Likewise, we should be using “female” in those descriptions of a woman.

Kamala Harris will be our first female Vice President. Ah. That sounds so great!

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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.

The Monday Peeve 58

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!

Today’s peeve is a little more global/general than last week’s specific, personal tissue-pack peeve. I’m talking about the situation where someone is the victim of a crime or other badness and keyboard warriors decide that this victim is obligated to become a hero. Take that guy in Central Park who was harassed by a racist woman who didn’t want to follow the dog-walking rules and called the cops on him. She ended up vilified in the media, losing her job, and now faces possible criminal charges. All that is good, and a deserved outcome. But what about the guy? He said he accepts her apology and wants to move on with his life. NO YOU CAN’T! yell a bunch of outraged peeps on Twitter. They’re angry at him for not turning that one horrible day into the focus of his entire future. How dare he move on when other people are still being harassed by crazy Karens and they neeeeeeeed him to keep talking about his experience, testify in court, write a book, make a movie. WTF? Leave him alone!

This isn’t the first time I’ve noticed this phenomenon ~ people gravitate to it when a woman is assaulted too. She must stand up for all the other women who might become victims of this guy in the future! Well, it’s great if she can do that. Hurrah! But not everyone can. Not everyone has the emotional strength to keep reliving the trauma repeatedly to help others. Sometimes all we can do is get through the next minute of our own life. And if that’s all we can do, that’s enough. Being a victim doesn’t obligate you to become a hero. It’s so easy for those who haven’t experienced the assault/crime to tell others what they should do and how they should feel.

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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.

The Monday Peeve 57

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!

Today’s peeve might just be for women, sorry about that. Now, say you have a cold/allergies and want to bring some tissues with you. You grab one of those little “travel packs,” stick it in your purse, and go about your day. Couple hours later you need a tissue, or two or three. You open the pack and conveniently take a few and seal the pack back up with the sticky tab. Allergies clear up but return a week later. You get out the tissue pack, but the sticky thing has come undone and the first tissue is all messed up. You toss it and take the next one. The pack will no longer seal because the tab has lost all its stickiness, so you tuck it in the bottom of your purse and hope for the best. However! The next time you need a tissue and fish the pack out of your purse, all the tissues are shredded and ruined.

We can send a guy to the moon, but we can’t invent a tissue pack that stays properly closed until the last tissue? Argh!

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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.

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The Monday Peeve 56

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!

My peeve today is about masks and safety. What the hell is wrong with people that they REFUSE TO WEAR A MASK?!?!! I’m not talking about the idiots in the Rose Garden because they apparently believed that God was watching out for them or something. I’m talking about ordinary people going about their public biz. Where I live, stores and offices REQUIRE masks to walk in the door. The management team in our office building has sent repeated memos about the necessity of face coverings and there are signs all over the place. Yet there are still people walking around without masks. It’s maddening! 😱

Maybe things will change this week after the Rose Garden fiasco. Anyone can get infected. ANYONE. Protect yourself, your loved ones, your friends and coworkers, and your community by wearing a mask in public… why is this controversial? I don’t understand why people have to be such jerks. 🙁

Oh, any comments about conspiracies, breathing in your own air, or other wackadoodlery will be DELETED. 😡

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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.

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The Monday Peeve 51

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!

Okay, so… I had a good week (except for back pain) and am not too fussed about anything. THIS ANNOYS ME. It must be the “calm before the storm,” setting me up to believe that life is sweet and nice (besides, you know, the hideous plague that’s been infecting the U.S., and also COVID-19). Now, I’m left to wonder (Sunday night, when I’m writing this), what monstrosities are in store for me this week. So stressful! Gah.

Please let me know about your peeves ASAP so I can maybe take some on for myself. It’s the least you can do really…

~*~

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

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The Monday Peeve 50

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!

First, let me say WOOHOO and thank you for sticking with me to my 50th Monday Peeve! Couldn’t have done it without you, for what good is a bitch session if no one is around to nod in sympathy? Second, if you’re thinking, gosh, she’s complained about so many things already… is she really gonna be able to make it to 100 peeves? Fear not! I will manage to scrape up 50 more things to complain about, no problem.

Third, it’s time for today’s peeve, which is my freaking car fob battery changing ORDEAL. First (starting over with firsts now), I didn’t even know these things had batteries… I thought they were powered by car fairy sparkle vibes or something. Never thought about it… why would I? No fob has ever stopped working for me before. I assumed it broke and I’d have to buy a complete new one for hundreds of dollars. But a friend told me they have batteries and you can change them easy peasy. LOL

Second (this is the second thing after the first thing from the third thing, okay?), I happened to find a spare fob while I was looking for something else, so I figured AHA this one will work and no need to deal with batteries. But it didn’t work. I guess it was programmed to die at the same time my first fob died. ANYWAY, my clever son-in-law (well, they’re both clever, but I’m just talking about the older clever one right now) sent me a link to buy new batteries from Amazon, since there are like a zillion choices and I didn’t want to take the fob apart to look. Why not? I don’t know! Scary!

The new batteries came… and like I said, it was scary to think about taking the fobs apart. What if I wrecked something? But I got tired of unlocking my door with the key ~ GAH SO MUCH WORK ~ so finally I said to myself, self, we’re gonna change the damn batteries. Obviously, the first thing to do was open the package of batteries. OH MY GOD! Why do they make the package so hard to open?!? It was beyond ridiculous how these things were sealed up. And after you open them there’s a note saying not to eat them. DAFUQ?

Finally, I was ready to take apart the fob, which as you may know entails wedging in a screwdriver and falooping the whole thing apart. Clearly, some brilliant engineers decided this was the best way to design a key fob. Inside, there’s another SEKRIT compartment that also has to be wedged open with a tool. Finally… TA DA… the battery! I put the fob upside down to remove the battery and all the little widgets fell out. Another brilliant design going on here… make the indicators separate from the whole piece and they’re just wobbling there, unattached to anything. You know what I mean ~ the door open, door lock, trunk lift, etc. ~ all those were plastic whatsits that fell out of their spots. Luckily, I had my SECOND FOB to look at and fix the thing back up.

Then of course I had to do it all over again with fob number two (and the thingies fell out again)… so INSANE! I was positive after all this that the beepies would fail to beep, but they did beep. Everything works fine. The widgets are firmly back in place too after being tightly sealed up with the contraption. But this is why people keep trading their cars in every three years, I understand now. They want to make sure they have a new fob before the old one dies.

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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.

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The Monday Peeve 49

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!

Today’s peeve is short & sour. Why do businesses bother having a “help” email option or any kind of “support” contact? They’re all useless! This last week, I ordered a gift for which all of it except the tax was covered by a gift card. But when I received the receipt, the stupid store made it appear that the entire amount was being charged to PayPal. What happened to my gift card? There were no options to deal with this other than email them at their “help” address. I did. I told them to cancel my order immediately (it was Sunday, so I figured that would happen Monday).

Next, I logged back into PayPal to see if there was anything I could do at that end, and it turned out that, as I had requested, only the tax was charged to me. Idiot store! Why send a misleading receipt? I emailed “help” again and told them that they could proceed but please confirm that only the tax was being paid via PayPal and the gift card used for the rest. No reply Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, etc. Then the gift was shipped. My charge still looks okay, so whatever, I guess.

BUT WHY BOTHER HAVING A HELP EMAIL ADDRESS IF YOU ARE NOT GOING TO RESPOND?????

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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.

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The Monday Peeve 46

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!

Today’s peeve is super specific to my situation, but maybe peevers can relate to it anyway. If not, getcher own peeve! I’m in this great apartment that I love, but the one thing that’s not so great is people’s jabbering. Now, I had plenty of annoying noise back in “the dump” (leaf blowers, people clomping up and down the stairs, etc.), but I didn’t hear voices. That sounds like I’m going insane, muhahahaha! No seriously. I don’t mind the happy voices and laughter from the pool area because that reminds me fun still exists in the world. No. What I’m talking about is people TALKING ON THEIR PHONES SO LOUDLY RIGHT OUTSIDE MY DOOR.

There are two types of phonejerks. One is the walk-by… I hear a brief spurt of loudness as someone walks past my patio doors while they’re yapping on their phone. Annoying, but at least it’s over quickly. But then there’s the guy next door. He periodically YELLS on his phone right outside… well, it’s “his” common area too, since he’s standing by his own patio doors, which happen to be about 15 feet from mine. Whenever he starts up (and it isn’t every day, thank GAWD), I close the patio doors and shutters completely, which helps somewhat, yet I still hear him. Sometimes he’ll jabber for a half hour!

I get that we’re all going a bit nuts from being indoors so much, but even so, why would you want your business or personal convo broadcast to all the neighbors? Go sit in your car and yipyap, for cryin’ out loud! GRRRRRR!

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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.

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