dear blog,
i'm doing some work at my daugther's boss's sister's house (that is soooo punctually wrong). they own 50 acres and have a gorgeous 3bedroom 3bathroom home. when i take a lunch break - i sit on their front porch and just sit. i listen to the birds, the horses, the doggy barking or one of two of the kittens chasing butterflies. i've been at the house for two weeks...this is my third week and i'll be done and i won't be going back. today at lunch i thought how much i'd miss it. the front porch and all.
it made me think though. here i was...enjoying this gorgeous layout, thinking maybe THIS is what i want when we retire and the homeowners are no where to be found. like i said, this is my third week there. i've talked to the homeowner maybe twice. three times tops....they're not around. ever.
i guess i wonder how they can possibly enjoy that beautiful property and home when they're never home. they've obviously worked really hard -you don't get that for sitting on your crackle. but why work so hard for soemthing you can't enjoy? the wife told me,t oo, that wasn't their forever home and that when the kids are gone they're selling. maybe for the equity? i don't know. seems a waste.
anyway, so i'm carless. we bought this yukon and the seller kept a little secret from us. something that when you're under the truck checking out stuff you never really look at. some lower control arm is about rusted right in half. i'm pissed to say the least. i don't like not having a car. i don't like thinking for once i'm fixin' on getting ahead and i'm not because now i have this huge car repair bill. the kid actually had the balls to call pete today to see where his license plates are. ooops. i knew i forgot something. pete told him that he was sure his wife sent them out and that he'd check the truck as soon as it was back from the garage. the guy didn't say a word. ass. grrr...
time to go -
Monday, June 21, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
sniper troopers
hey blog!
yesterday was a long day - we were to look at two trucks (new to me). for some silly reason no one in our area was selling a truck under $2,000 (one that will seat all 6 of us) so we had to go out of our state...all the way to MA (that's funny cuz MA is just right over there..lol) but anyway, we're on our way to springfield MA to check out this truck. we stop at the toll booth to get our ticket and this sniper cop comes around the booth building and says, in a really dicky authoritative voice that really doesn't work on me and always ends up with me sassing off, PULL OVER NOW PLEASE!! what the f....
it's friggin' hotter than a $2 whore, no a/c in the truck and i've got 3 kids sweaty and hot kids and cranky hubby and i'm not fun when i'm hot and mr trooper guy demands my license and registration. it was kinda funny because it was so hot that the registration card was stuck to pleather binder in the glove box...but not funny at all cuz i'm like "dude...what the frick?" my truck is legal, i wasn't speeding, we're all wearing our seatbelts...what. the.
you know what he had me pull over for? my shoulder strap was not over my shoulder. i was buckled in...i always buckle but i never if ever put the strap over my shoulder. it's not the first ticket i've gotten for the "offense" and it won't be my last. but to be sniper-copped at a toll booth on a really hot and humid day of driving all over East Bumshit looking for a truck...that's just messed up.
i wasn't disrespectful to the cop but i did do the eye roll thing and ask "for real?" he takes my info and comes back 10 minutes later (does it really take THAT long to print out a ticket?) and apologizes to me for giving me a ticket and that it's "clickit or ticket" week and blah blah. listen dude cop guy - i've been pulled over before because a cop didn't see my shoulder belt and they left the side of my car WITHOUT giving me a ticket. i've passed cops going 45mph in a 30mph zone and they never even looked at me (and it's not like you could miss me in my tank). i've been pulled over because my truck is loud and they liked my "i'm only speeding because i have to poop" bumper sticker (for real..ask hubby) and i never got a ticket. so for him to apologize for giving me a ticket when i KNOW it's at his discretion to do so is like putting a gun to my head and telling me "you have mosquito in your hair". (ok, that was a messed up analogy). but you know what i mean?
and....giving me a ticket doesn't make me run home with my tail between my legs. when i go to school tomorrow, i will be buckled but with no shoulder strap. when i drop the kids off at work, i will be buckled but with no shoulder strap. the shoulder strap annoys my boobs...really bad. the strap either rides up and chokes the living shit out of me or it gets stuck under my boob and just looks really ridiculous. so i won't do it.
and exactly what is a "living shit"? that's a funny term, right there.
so thanks mr sniper trooper man - thanks for the ticket. no really, i understand that the 18 yr old shoulder strap in my truck that doesn't catch when i stop fast can't save my life if i don't wear it but ...umm...other than the belt portion latching, the shoulder belt (in my truck) is just something pretty look at...and to annoy my boobs. it wouldn't save my big block head from hitting the windshield anyway. you'll get my check in mail.
yesterday was a long day - we were to look at two trucks (new to me). for some silly reason no one in our area was selling a truck under $2,000 (one that will seat all 6 of us) so we had to go out of our state...all the way to MA (that's funny cuz MA is just right over there..lol) but anyway, we're on our way to springfield MA to check out this truck. we stop at the toll booth to get our ticket and this sniper cop comes around the booth building and says, in a really dicky authoritative voice that really doesn't work on me and always ends up with me sassing off, PULL OVER NOW PLEASE!! what the f....
it's friggin' hotter than a $2 whore, no a/c in the truck and i've got 3 kids sweaty and hot kids and cranky hubby and i'm not fun when i'm hot and mr trooper guy demands my license and registration. it was kinda funny because it was so hot that the registration card was stuck to pleather binder in the glove box...but not funny at all cuz i'm like "dude...what the frick?" my truck is legal, i wasn't speeding, we're all wearing our seatbelts...what. the.
you know what he had me pull over for? my shoulder strap was not over my shoulder. i was buckled in...i always buckle but i never if ever put the strap over my shoulder. it's not the first ticket i've gotten for the "offense" and it won't be my last. but to be sniper-copped at a toll booth on a really hot and humid day of driving all over East Bumshit looking for a truck...that's just messed up.
i wasn't disrespectful to the cop but i did do the eye roll thing and ask "for real?" he takes my info and comes back 10 minutes later (does it really take THAT long to print out a ticket?) and apologizes to me for giving me a ticket and that it's "clickit or ticket" week and blah blah. listen dude cop guy - i've been pulled over before because a cop didn't see my shoulder belt and they left the side of my car WITHOUT giving me a ticket. i've passed cops going 45mph in a 30mph zone and they never even looked at me (and it's not like you could miss me in my tank). i've been pulled over because my truck is loud and they liked my "i'm only speeding because i have to poop" bumper sticker (for real..ask hubby) and i never got a ticket. so for him to apologize for giving me a ticket when i KNOW it's at his discretion to do so is like putting a gun to my head and telling me "you have mosquito in your hair". (ok, that was a messed up analogy). but you know what i mean?
and....giving me a ticket doesn't make me run home with my tail between my legs. when i go to school tomorrow, i will be buckled but with no shoulder strap. when i drop the kids off at work, i will be buckled but with no shoulder strap. the shoulder strap annoys my boobs...really bad. the strap either rides up and chokes the living shit out of me or it gets stuck under my boob and just looks really ridiculous. so i won't do it.
and exactly what is a "living shit"? that's a funny term, right there.
so thanks mr sniper trooper man - thanks for the ticket. no really, i understand that the 18 yr old shoulder strap in my truck that doesn't catch when i stop fast can't save my life if i don't wear it but ...umm...other than the belt portion latching, the shoulder belt (in my truck) is just something pretty look at...and to annoy my boobs. it wouldn't save my big block head from hitting the windshield anyway. you'll get my check in mail.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
thanks unemployment insurance....
thanks for friggin' nothing!!
dear blog,
i've missed you blog. i need you more than you know - i can't punch walls because i'm the one who has to repair sheet rock (lol)
when my hubby got laid off in november 2009 he filed for unemployment.
to make a short story long - he filed for unemployment and got denied. the employer (a corporate guy whose never met hubby) made it sound like my hubby was a criminal by saying he "violated code of conduct and ethics" bullshit! (what he did wrong was install the hardwood flooring he sold to a customer and she was so happy with his work she told the corporate office. bad idea. the bosses knew he did floors. he was doing it before he got the job there and two different assistant managers even helped him on several occasions but the company hired a contractor to work directly with the stores and hubby was undercutting the contractor. not on purpose - just because he has no overhead costs) so thanks for the nice compliment lady person, but......
well... we got the denial letter from the dept of labor stating you can't collect unemployment when you do something to get yourself fired. ummm...what?? yeah, we're all in a state of confusion now. too innocent for our own good i guess. per the instructions on the back of the letter we requested an appeal hearing...if only to make sure people didn't think hubby was some criminal, ya know? we kept going online to the "certify for benefits" page every week...but then when we got the denial letter - we stopped. who files for benefits when the dept of labor denies you? insert stupidity here...err...i mean innocence. well, like i said, we filed for an appeal and got one...six months later. yeah, you read that right - six months later. that's also six months of NOT certifying for claims/benefits.
so hubby and his ex-boss (the store manager hubby worked with) go to the appeal hearing and the judge sided with hubby. yaaaaay!! she said it was not right that he was fired because he was never given any kind of warning he'd be fired if he installed floors. they just BOOM!! fired him on one ladies raving compliment... (and this side job is something he's been doing for 14 years - before and during his employment there).
so now we're thinking, and we were told, that we'd get back (retroactive) pay for the six months he was unemployment but received no benefits. wow...that's so awesome!!! hubbies not working, we have hospital bills going on our credit report cuz we can't pay them, had to cancel cable and the ymca and cut out all kinds of things to keep from drowning and we're gonna get a retroactive unemployment check...???!!??! wrong. oh, so wrong. and it's wrong because of MY doing. if we had been going on the webpage and certifying for benefits the whole time, the whole six months...from denial letter to appeal hearing, we'd have gotten a check for nearly $7,000 (after taxes) but because we didn't - we got a check for $650. i have screwed us over...by my own hands. :o( :::::sigh:::::
it really sucks. i found out that we can write a letter requesting credit that we certify for, so i did...but nothing's guaranteed. and it's probalby just a formality thing - the friggen letter even said (after i found it and actually thoroughly read it this time) that you have to continue to certify to protect your benefits. just makes me feel like we can win for winning..and losing.
on a good note though, we were able to use the $600 to buy me a new (old) truck. and inside this $1,500 GMC, i found a $600 watch...that'll probalby send back cuz i'd be pissed if i left that watch in a stupid old truck and sold it.
thanks blog. i love you!! i'm going to bed now - i fell asleep putting our little one to bed and woke up at midnight...now i'll never get back to sleep and i need to make a flower birthday cake for the birthday boy's (aka hubby) birthday tomorrow.
dear blog,
i've missed you blog. i need you more than you know - i can't punch walls because i'm the one who has to repair sheet rock (lol)
when my hubby got laid off in november 2009 he filed for unemployment.
to make a short story long - he filed for unemployment and got denied. the employer (a corporate guy whose never met hubby) made it sound like my hubby was a criminal by saying he "violated code of conduct and ethics" bullshit! (what he did wrong was install the hardwood flooring he sold to a customer and she was so happy with his work she told the corporate office. bad idea. the bosses knew he did floors. he was doing it before he got the job there and two different assistant managers even helped him on several occasions but the company hired a contractor to work directly with the stores and hubby was undercutting the contractor. not on purpose - just because he has no overhead costs) so thanks for the nice compliment lady person, but......
well... we got the denial letter from the dept of labor stating you can't collect unemployment when you do something to get yourself fired. ummm...what?? yeah, we're all in a state of confusion now. too innocent for our own good i guess. per the instructions on the back of the letter we requested an appeal hearing...if only to make sure people didn't think hubby was some criminal, ya know? we kept going online to the "certify for benefits" page every week...but then when we got the denial letter - we stopped. who files for benefits when the dept of labor denies you? insert stupidity here...err...i mean innocence. well, like i said, we filed for an appeal and got one...six months later. yeah, you read that right - six months later. that's also six months of NOT certifying for claims/benefits.
so hubby and his ex-boss (the store manager hubby worked with) go to the appeal hearing and the judge sided with hubby. yaaaaay!! she said it was not right that he was fired because he was never given any kind of warning he'd be fired if he installed floors. they just BOOM!! fired him on one ladies raving compliment... (and this side job is something he's been doing for 14 years - before and during his employment there).
so now we're thinking, and we were told, that we'd get back (retroactive) pay for the six months he was unemployment but received no benefits. wow...that's so awesome!!! hubbies not working, we have hospital bills going on our credit report cuz we can't pay them, had to cancel cable and the ymca and cut out all kinds of things to keep from drowning and we're gonna get a retroactive unemployment check...???!!??! wrong. oh, so wrong. and it's wrong because of MY doing. if we had been going on the webpage and certifying for benefits the whole time, the whole six months...from denial letter to appeal hearing, we'd have gotten a check for nearly $7,000 (after taxes) but because we didn't - we got a check for $650. i have screwed us over...by my own hands. :o( :::::sigh:::::
it really sucks. i found out that we can write a letter requesting credit that we certify for, so i did...but nothing's guaranteed. and it's probalby just a formality thing - the friggen letter even said (after i found it and actually thoroughly read it this time) that you have to continue to certify to protect your benefits. just makes me feel like we can win for winning..and losing.
on a good note though, we were able to use the $600 to buy me a new (old) truck. and inside this $1,500 GMC, i found a $600 watch...that'll probalby send back cuz i'd be pissed if i left that watch in a stupid old truck and sold it.
thanks blog. i love you!! i'm going to bed now - i fell asleep putting our little one to bed and woke up at midnight...now i'll never get back to sleep and i need to make a flower birthday cake for the birthday boy's (aka hubby) birthday tomorrow.
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