The Peevery

Oooh-Oooh That Smell

Our local circuit city smells like armpits.

Open Peeve Friday - Last Contest Entry

Man, was this ever a disappointing contest! I really expected more entries. Could this be the end of contests on the Peevery? I will post the winners on Monday.

We have one last entry this week, from Joanne, Vice President of Peeve Affairs.

Clear the way!

Dear Seattle Drivers,

For the love of [insert your chosen diety here],
please learn how to not block the fucking
intersection!

Thank you,

The person who totally wants to ram your car but can't
because she's in a Zipcar.

Peeves of Yore: Nashville Edition

I'm in Nashville so this is the Nashville edition.  I bet y'all thought I'd forget.

One Year Ago: Crunchy BC (former peever) allegedly needed a pen1s makeover.  Melissa's allegedly free panties cost her over $100. And, blaugra educated a telemarketer on the difference between the place where Jesus was allegedly born and the place she lived.  Allegedly there's a difference.

Two Years Ago: Jen#### had ants, and hated official typos. KtP was a whiter shade of pale. 

Three Years Ago: KtP got angry about a stupid bitch.  Who apparently was unable to learn. Bless her heart, that must have been difficult for her.

Four Years Ago:  Peeved Michelle explained what you should not do.  As always, she is right on all counts.  She also waxed poetic about the various Target stores you can find. 

Five Years Ago:  Joanne was peeved a lot about her job at the casino. That job provided quite a bit of peeving for Joanne.

Diet Crusher

If God wanted all of us to be skinny he would not have invented Chipotle Chicken Burrito Bowls with corn salsa, cheese and guacamole.

Good thing I'm such a nice person (yeah, right.)

Two months ago I agreed to be a panelist at a discussion event thingy. I was told, "You'll be contacted by the moderator with all the details."

The event thingy is next Tuesday.  Not only had the moderator never contacted me, but the only way I found out who the moderator and fellow panelists were was through an email forwarded to me by a friend, who said to me, "Hey! Look who's talking!" 

If you're a panel moderator, wouldn't you want to make sure you'll actually have a panel, ooooh, I don't know, at least one week before the event thingy?  I did finally contact them today, I'm not worried, I just have one thing more to say: FUCKTARDS!

Because they already cured cancer and discovered time travel.

Japanese scientists create microscopic noodle bowl.

When Will Celebrities Just Shut Up?

This means you, Sharon Stone.

Yahoo Users

Is it me, or have the number of spam emails going into the regular Yahoo inbox increased to an amazing amount this past week?

Our busiest hours are between 11:30am and 1:30pm

I'm working from home this week (well, make that 'working' from home) which means that I did not have to get my ass on an early plane to Philadelphia on Monday.  Yesterday, I 'worked' from home - meaning I did laundry and took a nap and watched an old TiVo'd movie.  Today, I really needed to do work so after I dropped the boy at school, I went to my local Panera.  Do you have Panera Bread where you live?  Well, they SUCK.  All of a sudden, they have instituted this lame policy where they boot you off their wifi connection after only 30 minutes, if it's lunchtime hours.

So now, I'm in the mall food court, sitting across from the Tijuana Taco stand, working but trying to ignore the nachos calling my name.

Notification

Doesn't TSA have to notify you if they went through your bags?  I only think that someone went through my bag because I threw my camera battery charger into the bag all willy nilly and when I just pulled it out, the base was separated from the cord and the cord was wrapped up.  I know I didn't do that. 

Also, unrelated, in the time it took for me to connect to the hotel's internet connection I totally forgot the peeve and then glanced at the charger and remembered it.