Interstellar Adventures

July 6, 2006

On a Rant

Filed under: Uncategorized — by InterstellarLass @ 9:23 am

I’m not usually bitchy, but I’ve seen some things over the last few days that really have got my dander up. So here I go.

Peeing on the toilet seat: Ladies, I know we all have public potty phobias. And I know some of you like to hover. But dammit, if you spray on the seat, wipe it off when you’re done! You hover because you’re afraid of what’s on the toilet seat, but then you leave your bodily fluids for the next person??? I mean really, there’s no sense in that. And before you say it’s just ‘flush spray’, a clear drop is flush spray, a yellow puddle is urine.

Monitoring your teens Part One: On the evening of the 4th, Nick and I stopped to buy a lottery ticket. As I was inside paying, I see a girl, who, had I not seen her get in the car and drive, I would have assumed was about 14. I’ll give her barely 16 though for the driving. She was all dressed up and ready to go out. In a micro-mini skirt, heels, and more makeup and jewelry than a Barbie doll. Why would a parent allow their child to dress so provocatively? I can’t figure it out, unless the parents weren’t home.

Monitoring your teens Part Two: Nick and I were at Starbucks last night, and three teenagers sat at a table next to us. Two boys and a girl. The first thing I hear out of the girls’ mouth is If a cop catches me with cigarettes I just tell them I’m detoxing from heroin and it’s part of my treatment. The next thing I heard out of her mouth was I steal all the time. Today I stole two pregancy tests. Then a continuous stream of profanity, more talk of stealing, drugs, sex and profanity. What the hell!?!? Again, the girl appeared to be around 15 or 16.

Wearing appropriate clothing for your body: I like to look just as hot and sexy as the next gal, but I know what I can and can’t wear. To the lady at Target last week: Seeing your belly roll over your jeans under your half-shirt was not attractive. To the lady at dinner last night: Seeing the bottom curve of your butt cheek under your skirt was not attractive. Please, please, please! Wear clothing that fits. Wear clothing that is flattering. You will look more attractive in something that is flattering and fits than if you’re wearing something that your body oozes out of.

Manage your children: I have kids. Mine are not allowed to get out of their seats and run around in restaurants. Mine are not allowed to pull items from shelves at the store. Mine are not allowed to scream at the top of their lungs the entire time that I’m shopping. Your children should not be allowed to do these things either. I don’t care if you can ignore them, I can’t. Come back later when they’ve had a nap and learned some manners.

Remember Customer Service?: Do not talk on your cell phone while you’re ringing up my purchases. Do not eat a candy bar while you’re ringing up my purchases. Do not talk to your friend at the other register while you’re ringing up my purchases. Do not sigh, roll your eyes, smack your gum, or check your nails while you’re ringing up my purchases. You can talk to your friends, eat and smack your gum while you’re on your break.

There. I’m done for now. Thank you for listening.

21 Comments »

  1. Amen, sister!!

    Comment by JustCara — July 6, 2006 @ 10:06 am |Reply

  2. Amen II!
    I’d like to add to this, the people who carry on loud, obnoxious cell phone conversations out in public. Not only is it rude, its crass.

    Comment by Laura — July 6, 2006 @ 12:06 pm |Reply

  3. Bravissimo!!!!!

    Comment by SurrenderDorothy — July 6, 2006 @ 12:32 pm |Reply

  4. Where are you???? Haven’t seen you online this week – I left you a vm last night – let me know if you’re up for game night – call me 🙂

    Steph

    Comment by Anonymous — July 6, 2006 @ 1:16 pm |Reply

  5. Here Here!

    Comment by KaraMia — July 6, 2006 @ 1:27 pm |Reply

  6. Can we get this published in all the newspapers?

    Comment by Jen — July 6, 2006 @ 1:46 pm |Reply

  7. Aaaaah … I feel much better now, thanks. Darn good rant.

    Comment by abbynormal — July 6, 2006 @ 1:54 pm |Reply

  8. That’s all so truw!

    Comment by Jean-Luc Picard — July 6, 2006 @ 2:20 pm |Reply

  9. Hilarious that the first thing you talk about is something I ranted about not long ago in my blog!

    😉

    Comment by soleclaw — July 6, 2006 @ 3:31 pm |Reply

  10. YOu are welcome. And on the other side of the customer service counter, I hate when people talk on their phones while they’re being helped. Put your damn phone down so the cashier can help you!!! It holds up the line. And people who pee on the seat are gross. Put down the toilet paper if you need to.

    Comment by Jolynn — July 6, 2006 @ 3:50 pm |Reply

  11. I never knew women peed on the seat too. I have a poem, sorry, it’s for the mens room:

    Be like Daddy,
    Not like Sis.
    Lift the lid up,
    When you piss!

    Thank You and
    good night

    Comment by MarkD60 — July 6, 2006 @ 10:22 pm |Reply

  12. Same theme at my place today. I could tell stories about some of the clothes that 14’s mom bought her. And she had more makeup than me! I agree on all the rest too but my major peeve (aside from parents who don’t control their kids in public) are the cashiers who dick around when they should be checking me out. I honestly want to smack them upside the head. I don’t. but I want too.

    Comment by Keb — July 7, 2006 @ 1:28 am |Reply

  13. AMEN to the fashion sense! You have to wonder if some people simply don’t have a mirror in the house…

    Comment by Kristin — July 7, 2006 @ 2:07 am |Reply

  14. I think you need a coffee at Starbucks to make you feel better :>)

    the toilet one I can’t stand and I don’t understand other women and how they leave stuff there- yuk and unhygenic!

    I agree about the flesh over-hang- I just wonder if they need glasses or they just don’t care about the extra rolls on show. I say great if they have a lot of self confidence and it’s up to them, I just wouldn’t want to subject my extras on anyone!

    Loved your previous post- best to you both xxx

    Comment by The Wisdom of Wislon — July 7, 2006 @ 3:11 am |Reply

  15. I’m with you, on ALL of that. Seems it’s all happening worldwide.

    I think many women should be forced, I mean given the opportunity to view “What not to wear”. It would do ’em good!

    Comment by R. Robyn — July 7, 2006 @ 6:06 am |Reply

  16. I hear you sista! I agree completely, couldn’t have said it better myself!

    Comment by Carnealian — July 7, 2006 @ 7:27 am |Reply

  17. You go, Girlfriend!

    I so agree with you! And, the kids running around the restaurant thing….drives me out of my mind. I never let my kids do that!

    HAve a great weekend.

    Comment by nancy — July 7, 2006 @ 9:23 am |Reply

  18. especially grumpy today ? although warrented, this doesnt sound like you?
    are the kids being gone wareing on you?

    Comment by Shannon — July 7, 2006 @ 11:54 am |Reply

  19. Hear Hear!!

    Another poem

    If you sprinkle when you tinkle
    Be sweet and wipe the seat

    Comment by serendipity — July 7, 2006 @ 1:22 pm |Reply

  20. I am totally with you on these!!!!

    Comment by Froggie — July 7, 2006 @ 1:39 pm |Reply

  21. Amen is right, Lass.
    The teens swearing and talking about stealing stuff…maybe a tip called in to the local PD could be fun.
    Self respect should be taught at home. Obviously, these kids have pretty crappy home lives.

    As far as the register doofus, I agree 110%. I’m in retail and would never do that to a customer. It’s just respect. One caveat: if you’re a customer and plan on taking a cell call while I’m spending my time on you…I will walk away.
    Great post, Lass.
    Go on girl!

    ~m

    Comment by michaelm — July 12, 2006 @ 4:51 pm |Reply


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