Get ready for a ride on the Bitches Broom because I got a few rants to share . . .
I went shopping today and bought a few items and the little girl at the register asked me if I wanted a bag for that? Well duh . . .NO! I want to juggle the things to my car . . . especially with one being a light bulb that I might drop and break. When did a shopping bag become an extra, and her putting my purchases in said bag an extra service provided? WTF? Maybe if I just bought a pack of gum I would forgo the bag, but come on people, I know we’re trying to be GREEN, but can I have my purchases put in a bag without the nonsensical question every time I shop?
I got home yesterday from my day at court and there was a note taped to my house requesting that I clear away all the brush and shrubs from my back fence as the Home Owners Association (The New Gestapo) was going to paint all the homes back walls. WTF? I have a very entrenched bush growing there that they are going to have to deal with, they gave me no notice and if they think I’m removing it, trimming it, whatever in one day they are sadly mistaken.
Same day, another note is taped to my garage door about reflective house numbers to be painted on our curbs at a nominal fee to us the homeowners, and if we don’t do it, it will be at our peril. WTF? I have a perfectly good house number already painted there, can’t they see it and forego the houses that are already done? Also I would appreciate these notes NOT be taped to my house and peel my paint and call attention to my absence if I’m not around, thank you very much.
I was just talking to my husband about the problem of people and the competency at their jobs when what should happen, but we go to the casino and valet our car. When we go to get it, they can’t seem to find our keys. WTF? My husband then has to go in their little hut and search for our car keys for a good 10 minutes it seems the wrong card was put on our keys. Whew! I was really nervous there for a few minutes. No apology, no recognition of the mistake, nothing! People don’t seem to care if they do a bad job….
Maybe it’s just me and I’m a bitch, but I don’t think so. I just don’t get things. I feel like a memo was written and I didn’t get my copy! WTF! When did it become the norm for everybody to do a half-assed job of things? When did it get easier to expect people to do half of the service they pay for for themselves? When did it become okay for people in the service industry to become surly with the customer? WTF!
What do you think, I’d love to know?
(C) Written by Evelyn Garone 10/21/11