Our 12-year-old tube TV had been flickering, and I suggested we buy a new one. "No, no, this is OK." Really? Because I think this flashing picture is going to cause me to seizure out.
Today, finally, the TV went dark. Silenced forever. I started shopping for new streamlined pretty-picture TV.
However, I just heard a shout from the living room, "It's back! It's back!" DAMNIT. WHY WON'T YOU DIE?! Gaaaaaaaaaah!
If a mosquito lands on me, I feel like I need a shower, even if I've just showered. And the showers at campgrounds that come complete with mosquitoes? I can't even talk about that.
I have been perusing Craigslist in search of some vintage chairs to go with a new dining room table and am finding it close to impossible to sort through all of the used Ikea shit that is for sale. There is so much of it. Quite often the sellers don't even bother putting Ikea in the subject and I click to look at the detail only to discover that someone has described a $20 folding Ikea chair as a "Mid Century Modern Side Chair" and has put the names of famous furniture designers as keywords in the posting. Assholes.
A year and a half ago, I was on a trip out of the country and my burglar alarm went off. About a month later I get a bill from the Police Commission for a $115 false alarm charge. Now, if someone tries to break in and the alarm goes off and it scares him/her away, didn't the alarm do it's job? How can they prove it was a false alarm?
Long story short, my two options (other than paying) were to write a letter disputing the charge or going to...wait for it...Alarm School. After a year and a half of not having my letter addressed, I get a certified letter of non-payment. So while I sent off another letter I have also signed up for alarm school just in case. Now seriously, what the hell are they going to teach me? How to turn on the alarm and race out the door in 30 seconds? Do I get a certificate of alarmology?
Oh, and peeve within a peeve...I ended up canceling my alarm. Why? Because now I wouldn't use it for fear of it going off again. And I told them that they were deterring people from using alarms and helping the criminals.
Don't you hate when you get a new, optical, wireless mouse and you're sitting at a little bistro table on your second story balcony and when you reach for the mouse you knock it off the table and it falls to the concrete patio below and smashes?
Yeah, I hate that too.
The State of California just had a political primary a few months ago. Now I'm getting mail for another primary in June for a bunch of judges and other politicos, most of whom are running unopposed, plus a couple of Propositions. Can someone explain why we are having another primary? The state has no money. They are talking about adding new taxes. And yet, they schedule two primaries just a few months apart. So now they have to print all this literature (and I usually get like five different booklets before the election), mail them, and pay people to work the polling places. Did any of the geniuses who run this state think, hey, why don't we have just one primary and put all the elections together? Am I missing something?
Apparently I'm living my life in the past tense. The battery in the clock in my living room has died. I keep forgetting and glancing up and then having a moment's confusion because I can't figure out why the clock says it is 10:45. Similarly, the calendar in my kitchen is set to last November. I glance at it to think what day xyz will happen on and realize it's totally useless.
Why is it the pens never work when you are at the bank filling out the deposit slip? There's always just that one that works, which someone is already using, while you eat up all the paper scribbling to get any of the others to work. Is it that hard to have a supply of refills on hand? You know, take a little of all those bank fees you charge us and actually put it into something that benefits the customers? Just a thought.
**Note--Weekend Peeve!
Walking on hardwood and vinyl flooring, wearing Crocs, and sitting on a wooden toilet seat, I manage to electric static shock my ass. How the hell does that happen? Seriously.
For whatever reason, I find the scent of lavender to be neither calming nor soothing. It actually makes me want to rip my face off. Why is it that all products designed to calm and soothe smell like lavender? I really need to be calmed and soothed so if you have any suggestions, please let me know.
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