Client shagging a contracted employee

It's one thing to follow the rules because you want to be good, but it's another thing to take advantage of something that's not rightfully yours all because the boss says it's okay. Hell the boss-man should get his ass whupped, too! So I leave my old job because it was filled with dishonest and two-faced assholes. My position went to an immature kid who swore she'd never want the job because she couldn't handle it. I assured her that she'd want it after seeing the pay and would wind up being a pushover for the boss who doesn't even know how to do a spreadsheet let alone an email attachment. She's not only in the job position, but she's also shagging one of the contracted employees to the company. Conflict of interest? What's that? Well as long as the boss is okay with it and we're not hurting anyone it's fine... no harm done! Sure, if you want to forget to you all look like ho's and greedy-ass muthafu%*as! Nothing like the Coroporate world who goes around preaching- "Come... follow me... take this path that led me to eternal glory and wealth and I will show you the way to become brainwashed and believe in only one way - OUR way." I want to feel sorry for her because at one time I did consider her a friend, but instead she turned out to be lying beeeyotch just like the rest. A word to the wise - choose your friends carefully. People are still going to drive hard to get what they want no matter what it takes.

Attacked by Dragon "Lady?" on the bus

I say this with "?" because I really couldn't tell if it was indeed a man or a woman. I'm on the bus going home and about three stops after I got on, this big amazon of a person gets on. I was involved with the game I was playing on my cell phone so I never bothered to look up at their face, but I could see dress shoes on to a pair of what looked like size 13 men's feet, painted toes, a velvety skirt that dropped to the lower calves, and a black leather coat. The smell that permeated from them was like wet dog, perhaps because it was raining outside. Well anyway, they got mad because I wouldn't scoot over to the next seat for them to take my seat - I hate being squished against the window esp. by a big lug like that - so I simply moved my legs over so he/she could sit by the window. I had my headphones on so I couldn't hear what they mumbled. Once he/she was sitting down, I gave my neck a rest from looking down for too long. When I looked out the fogged up window, there was the thing, with platinum blonde hair and a beret on top. The hands were folded on top of the purse that was really the size of a carry-all bag. Those hands! They were HUGE! And not to mention hairy. The nails... OMG. I kid you not. The nails were all fake and painted badly. The fake nail that was on the thumb was the size of my whole pinky finger. Then their cell phone rang. In a deep, baritone voice, "Hello? Hi Joanne..." I don't know what stopped me from making faces and noises. Growing up in San Francisco, I've seen many drag queens and cross dressers - so many it'd make your head spin. But you know, most were tasteful and elegant, some were even better looking than real women. This guy next to me? He was from the Dollar Store of drag queens. Yeck! Those nails were coming at me like I was a salami to be sliced! Darlings, be who you are by all means, but please, for the love of God, look your part, too! You don't have to wear your Sunday's best, but at least look like you want to get hit on!

Gary Coleman's Cash Call falls short like him

Whatever you do, think twice before signing up for a loan with ANY loan company, no matter how desperate you are. They don't care if you have a death in the family, have no job, or you're dying in the hospital. They only see one thing: $$$$$. All they want is their money. They only want to lend to you because they know they will get more back for the fact that they were kind enough to lend to you in the first place. Say you take out a loan for $10K. By the time you're done paying off that loan, you've paid back nearly double what you originally borrowed. So in reality, you're doing them a favor. I'd rather go through my bank and deal with their APR than a bunch of morons who are run like robots and find it necessary to torment and harass over the phone and in the mail. Not only have they been acting "professional" in their own view, they have become the little army men, of whom are responsible for running Bush's country. That's right, his country, not ours. I swear, I'm counting the days to the end of hell on Earth.

Interstate 80 in the Bay Area is going to collapse

Rolling into CA from the north, my partner and I had found the driving trip to be smooth and easy going... until... we entered into the realm of Ricmond and Berkeley. YIKES! Something we definitely did not miss about living in CA was the traffic conditions. Check this out: It's raining, cars are bumper to bumper, yet the merging traffic that's coming from the on-ramp to join the rest of the smashed tin cans decide to fly by at an easy 70 MPH when you shouldn't even be going the speed limit until you reach the freeway. NICE PEOPLE! Let me hand over a box of tissues for your issues. In the 20 years I lived in CA, I have come to noticed that even with traffic, there are people who find their needs and time to be more important so they must rush through to get passed those that have been waiting in line to get to their destination. Once we arrived the Bay Bridge toll plaza, the traffic merely trickled in. While on the bridge, I watched several folks get cut off, honked at, and of course tailgated. People, the freeway and the bridge aren't going anywhere, unless you keep it up and you'll see it go down thanks to your stupidity and impatience. Oh and before I forget, defensive driving is OUT, obeying the rules of the road is IN. If you want to play bumber cars, I'll throw you a sack of quarters and send you to Great America where you can have a field day. I'm applying a strong 10 to the many little lead foots of the Bay Area.

September came and went

6 days into the end of the month and now we're in October... And no new blogs from me since then. SO? I'm entitled to fartin' around, aren't I? Actually, I was on hiatus for a while. Needed to gather my thoughts while taking several rides on the Whaaaambulance to and from home to the Bay Area, CA. Was it worth it? Eh~ for what it's worth, my time "away" was well-spent. But you'll be sorry because I got lots to complain about this time around.