Thursday, November 22, 2018

Dear Black Friday Shoppers

Dear Shoppers,

Black Friday is an exciting time with all the deals, but it can be stressful and overwhelming. My advice to you: take the help that is offered. Every store has workers dedicated to helping customers on the floor. You have your lists, your ideas, but they know the product. Let them help you. Allow them to pick up the jean pile and grab your size instead of digging through it yourself. Ask where the sweaters are that your daughter has been telling you about. That's what we are here for. Trust me. It will make both yours and the workers experience sail a little more smoothly.

So drink your coffee, bundle up, and get ready. That time of the year is here and let's make it worth your time.

Let the shopping begin!


Sunday, November 18, 2018

Not All Heroes Where Capes

I always like to go outside on my lunch breaks. It gives me time to decompress: Less humans, less work talk. With the storm, no one thought I should go outside the next day. 

However, I needed my outdoor fix. As I was making my way outside, I saw a young girl stumbling towards the entrance. I instinctively ran towards her just in time to help her friend catch her. She was feeling faint so we brought her over to the bench. Poor girl wasn’t feeling too well so I helped her to the garbage can where she vomited. ( I was relieved I didn’t bring my lunch with me.) 

After she felt a little better, she and her friend decided to go back to their car. They thanked me saying they wouldn’t know what to do if I wasn’t there. 

So as my civil duty I will continue to go outside on my break. Who knows if there will be another damsel in distress?? 

Not all heroes where capes, some wear Aerie booty bags. 

Til next time, 


Wednesday, November 7, 2018

What Gets You Off

Ya know what really grinds my gears? People who go out of their way to be rude. Like above and beyond. I work with people everyday, and I swear some do it for no reason. It’s like they get off on the pure action of yelling at other people. 

For example today I was taking my dog, Diva, for a walk. I always bring bags and pick up her poop like a good girl. So today we went a different route, she did her business and I picked it up. There was a garbage can on the side of the road and even though I know you shouldn’t throw your garbage away in someone else’s, I figured it was getting picked up anyway so what’s the harm. There was this lady sitting in her car watching me across the street a couple houses down. She watched me pick it up and throw it away. She waited until I was halfway down the block to yell “MA’AM!!! Excuse me MA’AM! You can’t throw your dog’s waste in there.”

Okay she’s right, not a big deal. I said “Oh okay sorry,” and went back to get my bag. The end of it right? 

Wrong. She goes on yelling at me like I personally attacked her. 


Again, okay. I said sorry, I got the bag. How am I supposed to know that garbage can has been sitting there for weeks? I’m just walking my dog. So I said “Sorry, I didn’t know that.” And preceded on my way. She was still yelling nonsense as I walked away. 

Now why? If she was trying to be a good Samaritan I could see that, but the way she approached it was not. There was no reason to keep going. It’s not like I left the shit there in the yard. Plus it wasn’t even her property. If she has a problem with that garbage not being picked up she should talk to her neighbor about it, not me. AND she was waiting for me to do it. She was sitting in her car watching me the whole time. She could have said something as I was throwing it away politely, but she chose to wait until I was halfway down the block to say- scratch that- YELL something. 

I wanted to tell her to mind her own business and I’ll do whatever I want with my dog’s shit. But I didn’t. I walked away because I knew that would be rude. 

So thanks MA'AM, for ruining my peaceful afternoon. You spoiled our walk. I hope you got your fix, and don’t take your anger out on other people today. 

I hope there isn’t a next time that I need vent about this, 


Sunday, November 4, 2018

Fairly Unfair

Last time I talked about grief. It always feels so unfair. Besides loss, too much has happened to me in the last couple of years that I believe to be unfair. Although I am a generally happy person, I carried a lot of frustration and anger. It lingered in the back mind, weighed on my shoulders, and left my heart feeling heavy.  I read something recently that really spoke to me. I actually felt that it was written for me. Take a read:

"Do not expect to be treated fairly in this life. People will say and do hurtful things to you, things that you don't deserve. When someone mistreats you, try to view it as an opportunity to grow in grace. See how quickly you can forgive the one who has wounded you. Don't be concentrated on setting the record straight. Instead of obsessing about other people's opinions of you, keep your focus on Me. Ultimately, it is My view of you that counts."

The Me is God. I read it in one of my mother's Jesus books. Now religious or not, it hits a cord. We will not always be treated fairly in life and that's the reality of it. It's how we react that truly matters.  We can keep that chip on our shoulders or dust it away. Reading this made me think about the scores I've been keeping in my own head- those who hurt me and how they feel about me. But that's not healthy. Like it states, "Don't concentrate on setting the record straight." It's right. That energy can be used for so much more. I am a spiritual person, but I also took the "Me" as not just God, but as people who love me as well. Real talk: I know there are people out there who don't like me or have hurt me. Why dwell on things we cannot change or control? There are people in our lives who want to be there and love us. How about we focus on that rather than on those who don't. Easier said than done, I know, but it's worth a shot.

Life may be unfair, but that's what makes it life. Ultimately, whether it's a higher power or us ourselves, the ones that control the course of our lives are not the ones who hurt us. Relish in those who love us and grow from the negative experiences. We get to write the rest of our story, not them.

Til next time,