Friday, January 30, 2009

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Way to be a bad friend.

We have our first guest rant today! Enjoy...
Just say no!

Hey, you! Yeah, you. I have a bone to pick with you. Do you know what I meant when I said "It's important"? Does that resonate anywhere in your brain? How many things do I ask you to do? Ummmm, none. I'm pretty sure the last time I asked you to do something for me you still had all of your brain cells. And that was what? 15 years ago? Maybe, that's what attributes to your jerkiness. All the drug use (that you said didn't affect you) finally caught up with you and turned your mental calendar into a sponge. It's okay if you say you can't or no. I'm an adult. I can take no for an answer. What I can't take? Your breaking the news to me "ooooh dude, I don't think I can do that thing for you" after I asked you and asked you. AND YOU SAID YES! GRRRRR. And don't call me dude.
We shake our fists at bad friends!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Now open for submissions!

All right! I am now accepting rants (anonymous or not, whichever you'd like) to post on this blog! Here's what to do:

1) Write a rant.
2) Email it to me at: ishakemyfistatyou@gmail.com
3) Let me know if you would like it to be anonymous, or if you don't mind me saying who it was written by.

I'm not sure exactly how it will work - most likely, I'll post one submission a day, so depending on how many people email me, yours could be super quick to post, or take a few days. Be patient! I'll post everyone's! (Unless it's inappropriate content - I don't want spam, etc on here!)

Let the ranting begin!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

I have an idea.

People seem to identify with some of the posts on this blog more than others, and it got me to thinking this morning that maybe everyone else would like a place to rant, too!

Alexa just wrote a post about how there are certain things we'd like to talk about but can't. And it was trippy for me, because I was JUST thinking about that.

Just this morning I was thinking about opening up an email account for people to email their rants for me to post on this blog. Sort of like Her Bad Mother's Basement, but more with ranting than confessions.

So - is it worth me creating an email address for this site? Would you have things you'd like to anonymously rant about here that you couldn't on your own blog?

Thursday, January 15, 2009

I shake my fist at you, "reply all"!!!

I hate the "reply all" function on email. Ok, maybe hate is a strong word. I strongly dislike the misuse of the "reply all" button. I get it. There are certain situations where everyone needs to know the response. But 99.9% of the time people use this button it is completely and utterly unnecessary.

For example: Someone sends an email asking what time a group is supposed to meet and copies everyone in the group.

OK to "reply all": The person responsible for organizing sends an email back with the time. Everyone needs to know, so "reply all" is appropriate.

Not OK to "reply all": One of the group members sends an email about how they will be five minutes late because they are having a colonoscopy that day. No one needs to know that. Telling one person you would be late (and not mentioning the reason) would have been perfectly acceptable.

Am I the only one who gets irritated by this?

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

New

I re-vamped the page - what do you think, readers?

Like it?
Hate it?
Couldn't give a shit?

Leave a comment and let me know!

Grocery store lady, I shake my fist at you!

I went to the grocery store last night because our fridge looked like we were two frat boys living off of beer, cheese, and condiments. I loaded up on tons of stuff - veggies, dinner stuff, frozen lunches, etc. And then I went to check out, and the most annoying thing happened.

I start unloading our massive amount of stuff onto the belt, and as I'm about 3/4 of the way through, the woman standing two people back leans forward to us and says "10 items?"

Yes. I was totally in the express lane with my 900 items. I quickly looked up and saw the "express" sign, and mumbled an apology to whoever was in the vicinity. Then, embarrassed, and getting red in the face, I started loading everything BACK in the cart.

At which point, the same woman was all, "Ugh, stay. Just stay."

What???

That's when I got mad.

Pick a side, bitch! Either tell me that I have too many items and am in the wrong line, or back the fuck off and mind your own business! Don't tell me, "you have too many," then tell me to "just stay" in the line, like you're some saint because you're "allowing" me to stay in the line with too many items. Why even point it out and embarrass me in the first place!?

Anyway - we switched lines and waited again, because at that point I was too pissed to stay in line with this woman.

I just hate that - obviously it was an accident and I didn't notice the "express" line. I wasn't trying to get out faster than anyone, I had just chosen the shortest line without paying attention that it was "express."

Oh, and by the way, there were 4 lanes open and 3 of them were "express." Are you kidding me?

This is why we never grocery shop!

Seriously?

Driving into work today I saw a car with a license plate that read: SCBDASS.

Or, "SC Bad Ass." As in USC. Dude also had a USC license plate frame.

My first reaction was, "SERIOUSLY?"

Here's my opinion: If you have to write on your license plate that you're a "USC Bad Ass," that makes you the complete OPPOSITE of a bad ass.

It makes you a tool.

Thanks for playing, douche.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Another grammar irritation.

I have come to the conclusion that I absolutely HATE when people capitalize things unnecessarily. No, I'm not talking about things like how I just capitalized "hate." I'm talking about this: "Come share your Special Memories with us." Really? Why in a million years would you think that "special" and "memories" needed to be capitalized?

Now, I can give a little wiggle room to people who speak English as a second language. There are certain words in different languages that are appropriate to capitalize. But it drives me nuts to see it - especially in print ads, etc.

Seriously, people? Why???