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Friday, July 29, 2011
Dear girl standing behind me in the TSA line...
...if you really "could care less about what he does," do it. Care less. Care so much less that you stop talking about it.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Here's something I hate: shared Facebook accounts
Dear married couples,
Congratulations on being married (not sarcastic). You now officially share your everyday life, finances, last name, children, vehicles, tax filings, secrets, pets, home, and more (not sarcastic).
(I felt as though I needed to include the not sarcastic asides because I get worried that some people may think I'm a marriage-hater [because someone I once knew in high school told me that I was that when my face registered the horror I felt in my heart when she said "I can't imagine not being married...like...I would rather die than not be married...I'm just not a whole person without a husband..." And she said it just like that...and she HAD a husband...but it wasn't about him {note that she didn't say his name}...it was just about being married.] I am not. I know so many people who are in bomb.com marriages and are great there. I just am not in one. Live your own dreams, you know?)
Here's something you don't have to share: your Facebook account (not at all sarcastic).
There is little that annoys me more on Facebook than receiving a friend request from TadandGina Smith, or Kerrywalter Jimenez (take that, representation). Here's why:
1--Who the hell are you? It takes me at least 6 seconds of staring to decipher who the request is actually from. I prefer received a request from Tad and thinking "Oh, a request from Tad," rather than receiving a request from TadandGina and thinking "What the...Ta-dohnd-jena? I don't know a...ohhhhh...Tad and Gina are using one Facebook account. Great."
2--What if I want to be in touch with Kerry OR Walter, and not Kerry AND Walter? One thing I don't buy is when married people let me know that they tell their spouse everything, all the time, no matter what. First of all (do you like how I have numbered lists within my numbered lists?), that's messed up. You tell your spouse YOUR business, but if I confide in you, you don't have a right to tell your spouse MY business.
Actually, you do have that right...but I won't tell you anything any more. Rights...why did I say that...I hate when people make normal, everyday situations an issue of rights.
But I'll leave it there for the sake of authenticity.
Anyway, it's messed up. Some stuff isn't to be shared, even if you're bound by the holy bonds. Second, it's not true. There are always secrets. Be real. Think about it for like 11 minutes, and you'll think of something you didn't tell your spouse. It doesn't have to be deceitful...it's just science.
But none of that matters, because here's what I'm trying to say: Gina: what if I have a really personal question that I HAVE to ask on Facebook, because I lost your email and you're in Cabo without cell service?? Chances of me asking are ruined, because Tad might check that shiz! Or Tad: what if you and I are planning a huge surprise party for Gina, and I don't have your cell number because we aren't that good of friends in the first place? THE PARTY IS OFF.
The party is off.
3--Who is commenting on the photo of me in a bathing suit?? Call me crazy, but the "OMG...you look so cute in that suit" changes meaning a little when it's from Walter as opposed to being from Kerry.
4--And which one of you is letting all of us know that it's too hot to work outside, so you're going to take a nap? I mean, I know it doesn't matter, but I wonder.
5--Don't you ever get a little mad that by having one account, you're implying that both of you have the same likes, music tastes, political views, educational background, birthday, employment information, favorite tv shows, interests, gender.....you get the idea...? If you do have all of those things in common, you're not married, you're unusual twins.
6--So you're saying you hope no one ever finds you on Facebook? Unless they ALSO have a shared Facebook account, no one will ever think to search for you by combining both of your first names. And even if they do (we're talking like two in 26000 people that will search for you--don't you dare reduce that), odds are against you that they'll come up with the combo that you came up with. After GinaTad, Tad&Gina and GinaandTad don't work, they're going to give up.
And...spoiler alert...one of the two people that end up searching for you that way is going to be annoyed that you have a shared Facebook and won't add you.
7--Ok, marriage is the bomb for people who want to be in one, but COME ON. Come on...............................come on. You do NOT need a shared Facebook. There is no legit excuse for this.
"But there's no way we both have enough time to keep up with separate Facebooks..."
Really? But you both have time to keep up with one?
"No, only Tad keeps up with it."
Then Tad should have his own Facebook.
"But then how will people know to get in touch with Gina?"
Gina, if that's a real concern, either start your own Facebook, or tell Tad to keep you posted.
"But what it people look at Tad's Facebook and don't realize he's married?"
I'm sure the wedding pic that he uses as his profile pic will be a tip off.
"Well we only have one email address..."
NO YOU DO NOT. No you do not.
Listen, I don't even know any Tads, Ginas, Kerrys or Walters, and I also have no friends on Facebook who have a shared profile...AND I BETTER NEVER HAVE ANY. No, no, it's ok. I won't be crazy about it. I just wanted to write these three pages about it. I won't defriend you if you and Tad decide you want to simplify by having one account.
But I will stop communicating with you via Facebook, and hide your posts, and change the names in this post to your names.
Congratulations on being married (not sarcastic). You now officially share your everyday life, finances, last name, children, vehicles, tax filings, secrets, pets, home, and more (not sarcastic).
(I felt as though I needed to include the not sarcastic asides because I get worried that some people may think I'm a marriage-hater [because someone I once knew in high school told me that I was that when my face registered the horror I felt in my heart when she said "I can't imagine not being married...like...I would rather die than not be married...I'm just not a whole person without a husband..." And she said it just like that...and she HAD a husband...but it wasn't about him {note that she didn't say his name}...it was just about being married.] I am not. I know so many people who are in bomb.com marriages and are great there. I just am not in one. Live your own dreams, you know?)
Here's something you don't have to share: your Facebook account (not at all sarcastic).
There is little that annoys me more on Facebook than receiving a friend request from TadandGina Smith, or Kerrywalter Jimenez (take that, representation). Here's why:
1--Who the hell are you? It takes me at least 6 seconds of staring to decipher who the request is actually from. I prefer received a request from Tad and thinking "Oh, a request from Tad," rather than receiving a request from TadandGina and thinking "What the...Ta-dohnd-jena? I don't know a...ohhhhh...Tad and Gina are using one Facebook account. Great."
2--What if I want to be in touch with Kerry OR Walter, and not Kerry AND Walter? One thing I don't buy is when married people let me know that they tell their spouse everything, all the time, no matter what. First of all (do you like how I have numbered lists within my numbered lists?), that's messed up. You tell your spouse YOUR business, but if I confide in you, you don't have a right to tell your spouse MY business.
Actually, you do have that right...but I won't tell you anything any more. Rights...why did I say that...I hate when people make normal, everyday situations an issue of rights.
But I'll leave it there for the sake of authenticity.
Anyway, it's messed up. Some stuff isn't to be shared, even if you're bound by the holy bonds. Second, it's not true. There are always secrets. Be real. Think about it for like 11 minutes, and you'll think of something you didn't tell your spouse. It doesn't have to be deceitful...it's just science.
But none of that matters, because here's what I'm trying to say: Gina: what if I have a really personal question that I HAVE to ask on Facebook, because I lost your email and you're in Cabo without cell service?? Chances of me asking are ruined, because Tad might check that shiz! Or Tad: what if you and I are planning a huge surprise party for Gina, and I don't have your cell number because we aren't that good of friends in the first place? THE PARTY IS OFF.
The party is off.
3--Who is commenting on the photo of me in a bathing suit?? Call me crazy, but the "OMG...you look so cute in that suit" changes meaning a little when it's from Walter as opposed to being from Kerry.
4--And which one of you is letting all of us know that it's too hot to work outside, so you're going to take a nap? I mean, I know it doesn't matter, but I wonder.
5--Don't you ever get a little mad that by having one account, you're implying that both of you have the same likes, music tastes, political views, educational background, birthday, employment information, favorite tv shows, interests, gender.....you get the idea...? If you do have all of those things in common, you're not married, you're unusual twins.
6--So you're saying you hope no one ever finds you on Facebook? Unless they ALSO have a shared Facebook account, no one will ever think to search for you by combining both of your first names. And even if they do (we're talking like two in 26000 people that will search for you--don't you dare reduce that), odds are against you that they'll come up with the combo that you came up with. After GinaTad, Tad&Gina and GinaandTad don't work, they're going to give up.
And...spoiler alert...one of the two people that end up searching for you that way is going to be annoyed that you have a shared Facebook and won't add you.
7--Ok, marriage is the bomb for people who want to be in one, but COME ON. Come on...............................come on. You do NOT need a shared Facebook. There is no legit excuse for this.
"But there's no way we both have enough time to keep up with separate Facebooks..."
Really? But you both have time to keep up with one?
"No, only Tad keeps up with it."
Then Tad should have his own Facebook.
"But then how will people know to get in touch with Gina?"
Gina, if that's a real concern, either start your own Facebook, or tell Tad to keep you posted.
"But what it people look at Tad's Facebook and don't realize he's married?"
I'm sure the wedding pic that he uses as his profile pic will be a tip off.
"Well we only have one email address..."
NO YOU DO NOT. No you do not.
Listen, I don't even know any Tads, Ginas, Kerrys or Walters, and I also have no friends on Facebook who have a shared profile...AND I BETTER NEVER HAVE ANY. No, no, it's ok. I won't be crazy about it. I just wanted to write these three pages about it. I won't defriend you if you and Tad decide you want to simplify by having one account.
But I will stop communicating with you via Facebook, and hide your posts, and change the names in this post to your names.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Dear Baskin Robbins,
I have friends, Baskin Robbins. Don't make me feel like a loser by sending me this email:
Love (because no one can stay mad at you),
Shannon
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Love (because no one can stay mad at you),
Shannon
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Phone conversation
Student: lots of stuff about changing her schedule
Me: Those changes are no problem...you'll just need to contact the Records Office, and I'll give you their number. Do you have a pen handy?
Student: Yeah, hold on...(to someone in the background)...can you write this down for me? Ok I'm ready.
Me: So it's 6-1-9...
Student: 6-1-9
Me: 8-4-9...
Student: 8-4-9
Me: 2-2-8-9
Student: What?
Me: 2-2-8-9
Student: 4-7-0-9?
Me: No 2---2---8---9
Student: (to person in background) I can't hear on your phone...I think it's like 4-2-0-9 or something.
Me: It's actually 2-2-8-9
Student: (to person in the background) Uh...4-something-0-9
Me: Can you hear me?
Student: Yeah, can you say the whole thing again?
Me: 6-1-9-8-4-9-2-2-8-9
Student: (to person in background) Yeah I don't even know. 4-2-something something.
Me: I'm going to go ahead and transfer you.
Student: Ok cool.
Things I have to say to this student about this conversation:
1--I do not stutter, and by the third time, I was literally yelling the last four digits to the point that someone in the office IMed me to see if I was ok.
2--There is no way you could hear "seven" when I said "two". The only two numbers that sound LESS alike are three and 18099.
3--How could you hear everything I said except for the last four numbers??
4--Just because you move the mouthpiece from your face to speak with someone else does not mean that I can't hear you.
5--Seriously?
6--If you can't hear me, tell ME, not the person in the background who is writing down the wrong number.
Kids.
Me: Those changes are no problem...you'll just need to contact the Records Office, and I'll give you their number. Do you have a pen handy?
Student: Yeah, hold on...(to someone in the background)...can you write this down for me? Ok I'm ready.
Me: So it's 6-1-9...
Student: 6-1-9
Me: 8-4-9...
Student: 8-4-9
Me: 2-2-8-9
Student: What?
Me: 2-2-8-9
Student: 4-7-0-9?
Me: No 2---2---8---9
Student: (to person in background) I can't hear on your phone...I think it's like 4-2-0-9 or something.
Me: It's actually 2-2-8-9
Student: (to person in the background) Uh...4-something-0-9
Me: Can you hear me?
Student: Yeah, can you say the whole thing again?
Me: 6-1-9-8-4-9-2-2-8-9
Student: (to person in background) Yeah I don't even know. 4-2-something something.
Me: I'm going to go ahead and transfer you.
Student: Ok cool.
Things I have to say to this student about this conversation:
1--I do not stutter, and by the third time, I was literally yelling the last four digits to the point that someone in the office IMed me to see if I was ok.
2--There is no way you could hear "seven" when I said "two". The only two numbers that sound LESS alike are three and 18099.
3--How could you hear everything I said except for the last four numbers??
4--Just because you move the mouthpiece from your face to speak with someone else does not mean that I can't hear you.
5--Seriously?
6--If you can't hear me, tell ME, not the person in the background who is writing down the wrong number.
Kids.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Convo at the booth today:
Girl from Ohio: What does Loma mean?
Me: It's just the town's name...
Girl from Ohio: -blank stare-
Me: What does Ohio mean?
Girl from Ohio: I don't know...like...nothing.
Me: Like Loma...it means Loma.
Girl from Ohio: That's stupid.
Me: It's just the town's name...
Girl from Ohio: -blank stare-
Me: What does Ohio mean?
Girl from Ohio: I don't know...like...nothing.
Me: Like Loma...it means Loma.
Girl from Ohio: That's stupid.
Sorry you're from Ohio, ______.
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