Tuesday, July 14, 2009

To hell with Craig...and his proverbial list.

I spent two hours the other night trying to post an ad on Craigslist for my house in Modesto. In total, I made (and subsequently remade) the same ad about 5 times. As of this morning, none of them have shown up online. I don't know what the problem is but I say to hell with Craig and his proverbial list. I'll try again today.

Speaking of my house in Modesto...I need some big strong men to help me move a couple of things out August 8th or 9th...I'll bring the U-haul, buy you lunch and provide the beer if you'll lend me your muscles for, at most, an hour. I don't want to have to hire movers just to load up a headboard, footboard, mattress, box spring, washer and dryer but I will if I have to.
Well, the puppy went to go live with my mom and dad. I put him on a plane last Thursday and when I dropped him off at the airport I cried so hard I couldn't breathe. The guy at Delta was completely unsympathetic and threw a box of Kleenex at me when I started to hyperventilate...which is a little bit of an exaggeration...but not much. I had no idea how attached I had gotten to that dog until it was time to say goodbye. All I could think was, he doesn't understand why I'm sending him away.

But nonetheless he made it to Lake Wylie without any complications.



Everyone is still adjusting to life in our new studio. There have been some growing pains, to say the least. I can’t go into too much detail but let’s just say we’ve had this on-going newspaper debacle with the AC (Adult Contemporary) station…they told us that all 4 of the local newspapers delivered in the morning were theirs – even though they are only a two-person morning show – and given the fact that our company pays for the newspaper delivery service, technically the papers belong to all of us. Nobody who works in this building pays for them out of pocket…hence…they are community newspapers…so deal with it. Anyways, we took it to the higher-ups and the verdict came down in our favor. Here’s the breakdown: they will get two papers, we will get one (to share among the 5 members of our morning show) and the other station in the building will get one…btw – the last station I’m referring to runs a syndicated morning show so the local producer is the only one in that studio in the morning. So, to recap…the two-person morning show who claimed that they needed all four copies of the Sacramento Bee were forced to give us one…of the free papers…that our company pays for…because (for no other reason) it’s a control issue and they don’t really like that they have to share with us now.
Oh well.

And since I’m on a roll…just spilling beans, throwing mud and generally complaining…I might as well go ahead and throw in the diva working at Starbucks this morning. She tries to hand me my coffee through the window without a little brown sleeve thingy on the cup so as I take it from her and can feel the heat from the cup on my hand I politely ask, “May I have a sleeve for my coffee?” She doesn’t say anything, she just reaches for one and as she’s passing it to me she says, “Here you go, but it’s not that hot.”

Ok, listen trick. I didn’t ask you if the coffee was too hot…I asked you if I could have a sleeve for my coffee cup since every other Starbucks I’ve ever been to has automatically put one on my cup for me and I haven’t had to go out of my way to ask for one. I’m paying $4.30 for my damn triple grande non-fat no-whip mocha…now give me a freaking thingy for my coffee cup before I climb through your drive-thru window and beat your ass.

That’s what I wanted to say.

That’s not what I said.

I ignored her snarky comment and thanked her…but I definitely decided not to throw my $0.70 worth of change in her tip jar. Take that. I was going to hook her up with two whole shiny quarters and two whole shiny dimes...until she opened her mouth. No, I don't feel bad about stiffing her on the tip, I wasn't in the mood for a dose of Starbucks diva this morning...wasn't what I ordered.

And finally, I found a house I really like…hoping to move soon…but don’t want to jinx it so we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.

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