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Monthly Archives: September 2004

Mouse Alert

There’s a mouse in my house. Three times while I’ve been trying to concentrate on this debate the little bugger has run across the carpet in front of me. Three times armed with a flashlight and a baseball bat (shut up, it was either that or a lamp within arms reach and the lamp was still plugged in) I’ve gone after him and three times the little fur ball has disappeared into thin air. Poof gone, I saw him run under the couch, but by the time I got on all fours and peeked under he was no where to be seem – obviously he’s being beamed up to Enterprise.

Sigh, I’m going to spend the entire night listening for mouse noises, and jumping everytime I imagine movement in the bed.

On the bright side, hubby isn’t here or we’d all be on the way to the nearest motel placing a ‘for sale’ sign on the front lawn while passing.

Where’s that damn cat when you need it?

Baby Trend High Chair PT3

I need the help of fellow bloggers to make this baby trend, post appear on a google search perhaps I can get their attention that way. Link back to this baby trendpost. That’s the way to do it right?

Still no response from Baby Trend and I’m getting a little peeved. All I wanted to do was let them know I think there’s a design flaw in my Baby Trend highchair making it easy for a child to kick it off. A simple “thanks for your e-mail we’re looking into it” would have been nice, but it seems the e-mails and the phone call have landed on deaf ears.

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Video showing how easy it is to remove with little feet.

Pick up the damn phone

Hate to do two bitch posts one after the other, but if you must peeve me off . . .

Listen, if office hours are from 10 A.M. until 2 P.M. on a Tuesday shouldn’t you be answering phones at one minute past 10 A.M.? I shouldn’t still be getting the friggin answering machine at 10:33 now should I? Especially since I’m calling to cancel an 11 ‘o’ clock appointment so I don’t have to hear you bitching and moaning at 11:o1 when you call me up and ask me why I’m not in the office.

You’re a receptionist who works in a doctor’s office, not a bloody brain surgeon, how difficult could it possibly be to answer a phone. Ring ring, pick it up and say hello and take the message, I promise not to take up any more of your time than is absolutely necessary. At the very least have an answering machine where one can leave a message instead of one with announcement only telling me your office hours are 10 A.M. until 2 P.M. on a Tuesday. JHC!

I can see it now:

{{{{{Ring Ring}}}}}
Me – Hello

Obnoxious Receptionist – Mrs. D you have an 11 o clock appointment with us, I was wondering why you weren’t sat in the office being kept waiting because we cram to many patients into one slot?

Me- Yes I know, but since you were to busy nattering and drinking coffee this morning when you first came into the office, you forget to turn the answering machine off. If the answering machine had been off you would have gotten my call explaining to you why I couldn’t make this morning’s appointment. Now if you’re not to busy drinking your 15th cup of coffee and struggling over todays crossword, I’d like to reschedule.

Trolley Barriers

barriersI hate stores that don’t allow you to take the shopping trolley out into the parking lot. What were they thinking when they put that stupid barrier around the area directly infront of the door? How is one suppose to get 8 bags of groceries and a baby from the door to a car parked 3 lanes over if one can’t push the friggin trolley passed the barrier? You nitwits!

What really gets me are stores who specifically cater to kids, like Toys r Us. Unless you’re only buying a tiny item you’re screwed. Picture me with the babe in one arm, huge box of diapers, box of baby wipes and whatever else I’ve been coned into buying in the other trying to maneuver my way passed the barrier (which incidently isn’t wide enough to push a baby carriage through) to my car.

I sometimes wonder if us shoppers are there solely for the amusement of those morons who design this shit.

We have parking for the disabled right in front of the door, how about giving mothers with little kids a few spots to. Better still, don’t put the barriers up and avoid the bitching sure to follow complaining about mothers with offspring getting special treatment.