It could be that I’m a little pms-y right now, but a few things in the last little bit have really gotten to me. I’ll start with the NASCAR race at Bristol this weekend. The fact that I’ve been following NASCAR for as long as I have, or that I follow it at all surprises most people, but there it is – I watch NASCAR. And I just have to say that Kyle Bush makes me insane. I’m pretty sure his maturity level matches that of Little Emo, and I really would enjoy it if he stopped getting camera time which just encourages his behavior. Nicknamed “Rowdy” because of his aggressive, unrepentant, smash and bash style of racing, he’s never had a problem making contact with another car to get where he wants to go. Earlier this season he even made the comment that he would wreck who needed to wreck to get a win and then moved forward in doing just that. But that’s not even the annoying part. The annoying part is that if any other driver dares touch his car – any little nudge to the bumper and Rowdy starts crying. This weekend was no exception when, after a nudge for the win by Carl Edwards, Bush retaliated by slamming him several times after they’d crossed the finish line and then made another charge but was stopped by NASCAR. As soon as the cameras are out he starts crying about Edwards dirty racing, and how he’ll just have to race him the same way. Guess what dumb ass, you race everyone that way it’s just coming back to you. The guy bugs me…
Second – I want to know what happened to the idea of customer service? Since last Thursday I have been dealing with one of those big shipping companies trying to get a bad address corrected so they could deliver a package I ordered. After dealing with SEVEN different employees, I was told I was going to get my package on Friday, then that it was lost, then that I was going to get it on Monday, then that no one had set up to have it re-delivered at all, they were waiting for me to pick it up at their warehouse. Last I heard it should be coming today, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed. It wasn’t just the confusion on their side that bugged me, it was the lack of concern for how my experience had gone on all their parts that bugged me. Until I spoke to a supervisor (Rep #7) no one even apologized. It’s sad that good customer service is something most companies have seemed ok to downsize.
Rant number 3 is the biggest and the one that is bugging me the most and also the one I don’t know how to deal with. Apparently Crazy is pregnant. Considering how little she does for the two kids she already has, her having another kid makes me want to throw up. But it also bugs me that Charming and I agreed that we would not have any more kids because that was the more responsible thing to do, and now her and Boy Toy have decided to keep going. My step kids – girl age 11 boy age 7 – share a room in a small, dumpy two bedroom apartment where no one considers cleaning much of an importance. Whether or not the kids get to school on time depends on whether or not she feels like getting up in the morning – and that was long before she was pregnant. They had missed so many days last year they could have been referred to the juvenile court system for truancy twice if the school district followed the letter of the law. Gamer spent a portion of each day in ISS(in school suspension) so that he could nap because he would show up so tired that he would get angry or cry in class and the teacher couldn’t deal with it. She lives within walking distance of their school but we found out Saturday night that neither kid knew what teacher they had yet, and school started yesterday. We had to drive down to their school (We live about 20 minutes by freeway) so that we could tell them what classes they needed to go to for the first day of school.
Any time the kids need to see a doctor/dentist it only happens if we have them. Parent teacher conferences – she can’t be bothered. The one time that she did take Gamer in she had to fight with Charming first. The kid was so sick he couldn’t talk but she had him call Charming to take him to the doctor. She had no reason to not take him herself, other than it was a bother to have to do it, but this time Charming said no. It was not our weekend to have the kids and we had already left the house for an outing we had had planned. And he was tired of seeing her neglect the kids because her and Boy Toy didn’t want to have their life interupted. We got plenty of nasty texts before being told that Boy Toy was going to take him to the doctor because he was their real dad. Guess what – she lied. The kid didn’t go to the doctor that day. Turns out they couldn’t be bothered to take him until it required an ER visit the next night. Turned out he had a staph infection that had spread so bad it required shots of antibiotics and suppositories instead of pills. He was four and had been sick for days and they just let it go to that pont! And yes Ladies and Gentlmen, she’s going to have another child.
All weekend Spoiled kept letting little bits slip, because originally she wasn’t supposed to tell us she was pregnant. Now they keep talking about how she might have twins. Wouldn’t that be fun! But then, because there’s always more when it comes to her, it could all be a lie. The kids started talking about their mom’s secret at the beginning of July. On July 24th Spoiled said the due date was ”sometime in March”. If I remember correctly you can’t use a pregnancy test until you’ve missed a period, so that would put a woman at 4 or 5 weeks along by the time you can take a test. If she really is due in March she would have had to tell the kids the day she concieved. She’s faked a miscarriage before with Charming, and we’ve already had one “Keep the kids tonight I have to go the ER” text so far, so who knows what the truth is. Chances are that there is a baby coming, that she’ll be off her bipolar meds for the next year, and that life will soon be back in Crazyland.
So there are the three things bugging me right now…
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