Showing posts with label stupid people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stupid people. Show all posts

February 16, 2010

Beyond Frustrated.

So I have a situation that is getting old really fast. You remember those doctors I use to work for? Yeah, the ones I had to quit because they were driving me crazy? Well, one of them has yet to pay me from December. I promise you read that right. I am still waiting on $216. I have sent her two notices thus far and have received nothing. Apparently she doesn't have the money, but I fail to see how that is my problem since this should have been paid to me in DECEMBER!

Also, I haven't received my tax information from them yet. Can you say illegal? Cause that's what it is. I should have gotten the forms by Jan. 31st. Now Dad is getting on to me to get that information so he can file my taxes and my financial aid stuff. This totally sucks! If they want to run their own business, they need to know and follow the rules. I'm writing letters to them right now to take by tomorrow (because I doubt I'll actually catch one of them in the office). I don't know what else to do. If she doesn't pay me, there is really nothing I can do. It would cost more in lawyer fees and such to take her to court for it. I hate this.

Any suggestions? I'm totally lost.
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February 14, 2010

Flowers, Game Day, and Stupidity.

First, Happy Valentine's Day! (or if you are anti-V-day, then happy Sunday! haha)

Yesterday was quite an interesting day. You already know about the reception site, so I won't get into that again. After we got home, Matthew started acting weird and he kept asking me how long I was going to be home. About a half hour later, I figured out why.


The florist he ordered these from doesn't deliver on Sundays, so I got them yesterday. Aren't they beautiful! I LOVE these flowers together. I usually get them every year either for V-day or our Anniversary. The entire apartment smells like lillies :)
After he left for work, I went to Frankfort to hang out with my mom and get my nails done for next weekend. I got french tips, and my fingers are sooo sore cause the girl who did them was very rough. Ouch! But anyway, we didn't do much else.

The really interesting part comes from the game last night. UK played Tennessee last night (and won, of course!) and I had a ticket. I went with the Bestie, her bf, and a friend from class. Our seats were in the nosebleeds. Just to prove it, I took pictures.
You know you are in the nosebleeds when there are little tv screens in front of you so you can see the game...

Anywho, the entertaining part was the group of drunk guys behind us. Yep. We had to deal with that crap. There were two main encounters of which I MUST tell you, because they were pretty bad.
  1. They had alcohol with them. Someone told on them and the security people threatened to call the cops on them. The guy behind me was particularly drunk (of course) so during halftime he leaned up to ask the bestie and me if we told on them. This would not have been bad, but we hadn't moved from our seats since arriving. She brought that to his attention, and he said "I know. Did you tell on us?" She asked how we could have done that without moving, and he said "I don't know. Did you tell on us?" We just turned around and laughed. His friend was telling him to shut up. Even they knew...
  2. A little later, he asked us if we were twins. Now, I take that as a compliment since my bestie is very pretty, but we are obviously not twins. She asked him if he was a freshman, and he said no then asked if we were. She said we were grad students, and he -get this- asked us what school. C'mon! We couldn't believe that. We said UK, and he didn't believe us (or that wasn't the question he meant to ask.) I then overheard him telling his friends that we were full of crap because grad students can't get student tickets. Seriously? When they left after the game, he shouted over to us "Good luck at technical" It was so stupid.
Sorry for the long post! I guess I really had a lot to say! I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the weekend and a great start to the week :)
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July 2, 2009

What's in a name?

My job requires me to do the things that no else has time for and/or wants to do. I accepted this fact long ago, so it doesn't really bother me. Today, one of my coworkers asked me to make an order for him for some technical equipment. No prob. I called, and after talking to some idiots and playing phone tag, I finally got the person I needed to talk to. She was a little snappy with me, but I kind of expected as much and just ignored it. That is, until she said something that I could not believe. Here is the conversation:

her- "How do you spell your name? Is it C-H-R-I-S-I-E?"
me- "no, it is K-I-R-S-T-Y"
her- "ok, K-R-I-S-T-I-E"
me- "no, K-I-R-S..."
her- "hang on, I'm trying to spell it the way it should be spelled"
me- speechless

What the crap? The professional side of me decided to be the better person and not say anything, but the other side of me wanted to remark with either:

"Really, so would you like to tell me how it should be spelled because apparently I've been doing it wrong for the past 22 years"

or

"Well if you would shut up I'll tell you how it should be spelled."

I just couldn't believe it. I told my coworker about it, and he said she was usually rude. A little later he caught up with me and told me that she apologized. Apparently he kept thinking about what she said to me so he called her to confront her! I seriously work with some cool people.

Now on to something completely random, I found this and wanted to share, so enjoy :)

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May 6, 2009

Looking for a change... just not here

*Warning: This will be a long ranting post, but hopefully it will be worth the read*

I will officially be a college graduate in four days. In four months, I will begin my classes for my masters. This is a huge change for me, and I have decided to make some other changes in my life as well... start with a clean slate so to speak. Within the next month, I will get a membership to the local YMCA and start working out (and crossing my fingers to fit back into my jeans from high school...). Another change to be made is that I have started going back to church.

Friend H and I went to a church last Sunday that I had never been to. I am very picky about church, and I want to make sure the church has its priorities straight. I get so sick of big churches that are more wrapped around getting bigger than focusing on God. I had a couple of issues with this church, but the main "piss-me-off factor" was actually a woman there. When she found out that friend H didn't have a home church, she made it her job to get H to join. After the sermon, the church had an opportunity for people to become a member (This bothered me too, pretty much for the same reason I'm going to explain in a minute). She held our hands, and started telling H that she could walk out the door and drop dead, and would then spend an eternity in Hell if she didn't go up to the front. While there may be truth in that statement, you don't try to convince someone to make a decision by scaring the crap out of them. She kept saying that she didn't want to have H's blood on her hands. I told H that if she wasn't ready it was fine. After all, a decision like that won't mean anything if you aren't fully into it. The woman looked at her and said "do you think when a woman is pregnant she can just tell that baby that I'm not ready for you and the baby will just wait it out? No, it's going to come anyway" The nerve!

The worst part was that she was mixing being saved with being a member of that church. The two should go hand in hand, but they don't. You can go to church and not be saved, and you can be saved and not go to church. Being a Christian is not about what church you are a member of... it's about your relationship with Jesus. I can't believe this woman did that to poor H. All of her attempts at getting her to join did the exact opposite. As we walked out we both looked at each other and knew we were never going back there for fear of running into that woman again. We are going to try another church this weekend, and if that doesn't work we will make the commute back to my home church in Frankfort. Wish us luck...
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March 7, 2009

The Nerve!

I am not a violent or confrontational person... like, at all. So when something makes me want to reach across, say, a Wal-Mart check-out counter and strangle someone, you know it's a big deal.

I went to Frankfort today to shop with my mom. I got some really cute tops and some odds and ends for the apartment. She needed to go to good ol Wally World, so we headed that way. While there, she picked up the Twilight Soundtrack. While checking out, the woman behind the counter held up the cd and said "You know they are coming out with the second part to this in two months." Mom and I looked at eachother with very confused expressions.

Strike #1.

I kindly corrected her saying the second part does not come out until November. She... argued... with... me. Unbelievable. I then told her that the DVD comes out at the end of this month. She said "oh, maybe that's it." Nah duh. Then she goes on saying that "they could have done better with that Edwin guy."

Strike #2 and #3 at the same time. Apparently she's that good.

Mom and I both say "Say what?" simultaneously. She says "yeah, when you read the book he is really hot, and that guy they picked to play him is not hot at all. They could have picked someone else."

Hell... no. She did NOT just go there! I wanted to scream at her that she was absolutely insane. She obviously had NO clue what she was talking about because she said his name wrong. Seriously, what kind of Twilight fan screws up "Edward." I simply said, "No...he's hot." and walked away. For evidence just give the previous post a peep. The nerve of some people! I bet she hasn't even seen the movie. What are your thoughts?
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February 21, 2009

C-A-T-S CATS! CATS! CATS!

I don't usually make multiple posts in one day... hmmmm

I went to the UK vs. Tennessee basketball game today. It was my last basketball game as a college undergrad! How sad! It was definitely one to remember though. Our seats were not too bad. We were in the upper level, but it was row n. The section goes to kk, so like I said, not too bad. There was one flaw though, and it had nothing to do with our seats. The girl in front of me stood up the entire time (with the exception of the time-outs). I'm serious. Even if no one was standing in front of her, she stood up completely blocking my view! How rude!


*I can't figure out the panoramic thing you are suppose to be able to do with Vista, so this will have to work until then *

Besides that, I had a blast. The cats totally rocked the game. We won, 77 to 58 :) It was awesome!



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February 3, 2009

Bubble

So everyone has seen Finding Nemo by now, right? (if not.. go rent it because it is super cute) So you know the fish that is obsessed with bubbles? That's me.

I'm not obsessed with bubbles in a literal sense, and it really isn't bubbles in the plural.. just one bubble... mine. I don't like it when people get too close. It really creeps me out unless I know that person very well (like my bff or Matthew for example). Anyway, so I get really uncomfortable when someone enters my personal space.. my bubble.

I know you know there is a story coming... so here goes. There is this guy that I have been friends with since August. He is an ok guy, I guess, but he is super friendly. I can handle him in small doses when there is a good 6 or 7 feet between us, but any closer than that and he is obnoxious. I unfortunately have a class with him. I don't want to be mean, and dislike him, but he has been very rude and made me feel quite uncomfortable, so I feel I have a right to be mean a little bit. Whenever he talks to me, he leans in and I can smell his breath (indicator one that someone is WWWAAAYYYY too close). He also steals my armrest. The desk folds out from under the right armrest, and he always puts his left arm on it. I politely asked him if I could have my armrest back one day, and he fought with me saying that technically half of it was his. I just put the desk down and used my lap. So today I switched sides, and he kept his elbow in my ribs practically the entire time. I don't know what to do with this boy, but I know he's driving me insane. I don't want to be mean, like I said, but I'm going to have to sit somewhere else. He isn't in to me in a romantic way, and I don't think he tries to be mean, I just don't think he knows any better. I don't know what to do, because I don't want to hurt his feelings, but he shouldn't be so rude to me and make me feel so uncomfortable. Any suggestions?
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January 16, 2009

Freezing!

I'm so over this cold right now. It's in the single digits, with wind chills below zero. RIDICULOUS! And of course I had to go out, even though today is my day off. Naturally, I got a text this morning from missing bookexchange girl (I'll call her MBG for short haha). MBG wanted to meet at 11 on campus. I got the text at 9:50 while snuggled up toasty warm in bed. Not a happy camper. I got up staring at MBG's text message saying "I hate you" (I'm not really a morning person, obviously). So I get myself up, throw on some layers and head out the door. At least she showed up early and I got all of the books. I then headed down to the bookstore and returned the books I had bought already for that class, and the book for the online class.

OK, now for that story. After waiting 5 days for a response to my request for an override, I get this message yesterday:

"Kirsty, I typically do not provide overrides as it is offered Spring, Summer, and Fall + there is another section of the course available. If you have a compelling reason, I will entertain it."

What... the...crap. Now, perhaps some of it is my fault for not telling her my life story in the email. She doesn't know that this is my last semester... and that the other section is a night class. But her class is a freakin online class. Surely she can fit in one more without complaint right? My tuition pays her salary... how in the world does she have the audacity to talk to me like that? "I will entertain it?" ????????? I've decided that while I do have a compelling reason, I am not responding to this message. I do not want her grading my stuff for the class. So I'm keeping my schedule, taking the writing class as pass/fail, and hoping for the best.

On to better news, I watched the little girl on Wednesday. I want to be able to talk about her, but I don't want to use her name so I'll have to think of something to call her. I'm open to suggestions! Anyway, she was an absolute doll! When her mom left she started to cry, but I sat down and held a toy up for her and she immediately stopped. It... was... amazing! She has started modeling, so she repeated a lot of the things that Matthew and I did. For one, Matthew was taking a nap on the couch. She pulled herself up to look at him, then she sat down, then laid down on the floor! She didn't fall, she did in intentionally! How cute is that? She also repeated some sounds I made while feeding her. I don't see a lot of problems except that she likes to be in the kitchen and open cabinets. I'm going to have to fix them so she can't get into anything. It's a small fix though, so I don't mind.

I plan on enjoying the rest of my friday indoors where it's nice and warm. I hope everyone has a wonderful friday and an even better weekend. Stay warm!
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October 8, 2008

The idiot convention must be in town...

I know that I said I wasn't in the blogging mood, and I wasn't.... at least, not until some idiot ruined my day. I have finally had time to think about and assess the situation, and can now safely rant.

So it all started with Matthew and I heading out to get some dinner. He wanted me to drive since he had a headache... no problem (it's starting to get to the point where sedation may be necessary when I have to ride with him lol... not that his driving is that bad, but the passenger brake doesn't seem to work lol). We got in my car, and I checked careful and pulled out of my spot as far back as I could to avoid hitting the SUV that was parked next to me, yet not scraping my tires on the curb behind me. All of a sudden, this white car comes flying around the corner into the parking lot. I thought for sure he was going to just hit me, but he stopped... like 5 ft away from the front bumper of my car. He had me cornered... I couldn't back up without scraping my car, so I motioned for him to back up (because obviously he didn't realize that was the normal human thing to do...) and he threw his car in reverse and began yelling extreme profanities at me! I heard most of it, and what I couldn't hear I could read from his lips because he definitely was not trying to hide his emotions. I won't get into specifics, but he dropped the F U bomb quite a bit, and threw in a couple of "stupid female dog" bombs too. Once I was able to move and got next to him, he stuck his head out the window and screamed another F U at me! I don't know if I'm more upset at his language, the fact that his passenger did nothing to try to calm him down, or that he spit all over my car when he screamed at me... I mean, it was not that big of a deal to back up, and he put himself in that situation in the first place. If I had been in his position, I would have waved an apology and backed up without having to be told... unfortunately not everyone can be as smart as I am (kidding...... kinda lol). It truly upset me, and I hate that I gave him the ability to make me cry and ruin my day. Matthew was (...is...) ready to rip him a new one, but I won't let him. I'm afraid that anything done will result in more damage, either emotionally or physically. I keep checking my car, and I will do one last look-over in the morning to check for any damage. It scared me, and I can't stand that fact that someone so violent and aggressive lives in the next building over.

To make myself feel better over the situation, I decided that he will get what he deserves. Someone who is that angry and aggressive over stupid crap has to be miserable. Could you imagine being angry every waking moment? I hope that he will eventually realize how stupid he has been and right his wrongs (or seek psychological attention... as long as it isn't from me....). I know that God will take care of it, so I'm trying not to worry about it because I did absolutely NOTHING wrong.

Sorry for the long rant.... I hope there won't be too many of these :)
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