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The Birthday Party, the Accident, and the Bank Robbery

It was a wet, dreary, and “chilly enough for a sweater, but not quite cold enough for a winter coat” day in Columbus, Ohio. I was 20 years old at the time and had just returned home from Miami, Florida. We jumped in my mother’s rusty, old, 1977 sky-blue, Ford Granada. I remember it taking a bit of strength to open the long, heavy car doors as they were made…

Most People Suck

I’m tired of meeting new people who have been treated like crap, abused, neglected, or raped by one of their parents, guardians, relatives or some stranger. Granted, I am the type of person that people like to tell everything because I actually listen and really do care.  But damn, the number of people I’ve met who have been mistreated is astounding.  And they come in all shapes and sizes, genders,…

I dodged a bullet but damn it took forever

Have you ever wanted someone or something so bad that it kept you up at night. You cried about it. Lost money over it. Relocated for it. And you thought, “if I could just have this thing or this person or situation” that your life would be perfect or you would at least be very happy most the time for the rest of your life? Maybe you can relate, and…

Stop Breeding Dogs

I’m tired of seeing dogs in tiny cages – if you don’t want to train a dog or you don’t have room or time for a dog, DON’T get a dog. And if your children don’t listen to you without you snapping on them, don’t get them a dog because they aren’t going to take care of it no matter what they tell you. Please stop breeding these dogs unless…

Dear Non-Conservative Folks

To everyone out there who isn’t conservative, who has lived beyond their means, who has purchased a fancy car or clothes they couldn’t afford, who owns expensive shoes but their lights got cut off while wearing and partying in those same shoes, who quit their job without having a replacement, etc., etc….. Who never went to college . Who went to prison, who Hooked up or married the wrong person…

Using EOE questions as a Tool to Practice Covert Racism

You know what’s really getting on my last nerve? Seeing requests for information about ethnicity and race on job or employment applications. Why are you asking me about my ethnicity or race on a job application? And don’t try to give me that excuse about hiring enough minorities, because I see through it. You’re a bunch of covert, incognito racists. The other day, I filled out an application for a…

Avoid People with No Dreams of their Own

I recently overheard a conversation between two coworkers discussing another coworker who recently quit his job. The three of us were working together at a job site, and we began talking about difficult clients and people we worked with. We laughed and joked, even bringing up a particularly unpleasant client. One of the guys mentioned that he didn’t understand why everyone found this guy’s wife attractive, as she looked like…

You’re no better than anyone else

People need to stop turning their noses up to other people based on how they’re dressed, their occupation, looks, etc., I’ve met geniuses working in factories, and people with multiple degrees on construction sites digging ditches, who just want to do something different. I’ve met Young men and women who will be future doctors, future stars, or who could be best selling authors bagging groceries and hauling trash. I’ve met…

Retractable leashes Suck

Dog Owners; let’s talk about this…. So this morning I was walking Chookie who is a 30 pound French bulldog. The leash on the left, a black, thick, strong leash is the one that I use on Chookie because Chookie is pretty strong, even though he’s probably not very high off the ground. As I came around the corner, a man was walking what looked like a full-blown wolf on…

Tap Dancing Penguins

Today I was watching Happy Feet Two with my oldest daughter and got caught up in the whole tap dance type routine the penguins exhibit in the movie.  The sound of the music combined with the rhythm of the tap dancing penguins really moved my spirit for some reason. When I was a little girl, I would put on a dress and my black patent leather shoes with the buckles…