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Here is a picture of my parents dog, Reese.  Haven't made any posts about him but it is only a matter of time.  Best dog in the world.


No Doubt This One Is Staying Single

Ok, so sometimes people get busy and need to multi task.  I have been in a rush where I have to maybe send a quick text when I am walking somewhere and didn't have time to stop and pull over.  I try not to do it when I am walking through doors or into buildings or anything like that though.  When I am trying to get where I need to go, I would like it if someone isn't standing in my way not letting me through.  Blackberry is the worst thing to happen to this world.  People are so important that they need to be emailing literally every second of the day.  Like I have said before, if I really have to send something to someone and I have the time, I will move to the side of the sidewalk and do what I need to do so people can get by without having to be stuck behind me.  Some people really see nothing wrong with stopping or walking as slow as possible when they are in certain places where people need to be able to get around them.  Once again, you aren't the only or most important person in the city.  We need to put a chip into the Blackberry and iPhone so if it notices that you are walking, it doesn't allow you to access the email application.  I know, I don't work in a job where emails are as important as in other jobs, but still.  Unless you are walking somewhere that is a half an hour away in the middle of the day and need to get something out that quick, you can wait a few minutes to get up to your desk.  I am going somewhere with this, just wait.

It was lunch, as usual, and I was walking back to my desk with my food.  The salad buffet bar at Bread and Butter... eh.  People at work had been talking about becoming vegitarian and vegan so it just struck me, I am definitely regretting it.  A world without chicken and steak... no thanks.  But anyway, I was waiting for the elevator in the lobby to get upstairs.  If these stupid things showed up more than once every 10 minutes I could avoid a ton of heartache.  There were three other people waiting along with me.  It was two guys and a girl.  The elevator eventually showed up and the two guy went into the elevator.  The girl was writing or reading an email and essentially crawling into the elevator.  The door actually started to close on me by the time I was able to get in.  We had probably moved 2 floors by the time she took her final spot about a step and a half into the space.  All this would have blown over after a second but she wasn't done.  She happened to be chewing gum.  I know a ton of people who chew gum and there is just a certain etiquette that comes along with it.  CHEW WITH YOUR MOUTH CLOSED.  She was probably a step away from me so she was chewing in my ear and there was nowhere for me to go.  She was getting off a floor below me so I just had to wait it out.  As she left, I shook my head in a disapproving manner... don't think she saw though.  I mean, if you are taking a bite of a sandwich you eventually finishe chewing.  When you are chewing gum, it lasts forever.  In my ear.  Gross.

I am just not sure what I was supposed to do in that situation.  The other guys on the elevator got out on the same floor so I am guessing they knew who she was.  They didn't say anything though.  Leads me to believe that I was the only one disgusted by this.  Someone chewing with their mouth open in your ear is nasty.  I have been trying to let things blow over and not get too worked up so I just took a step back, a deep breath and just stood there saying nothing.  It would have been so easy to make a comment under my breath to make the two other guys laugh but it might have started something I didn't want any part of.  I just feel bad for anyone that lives with this lady and wish I knew her name so I could call her out.  Obviously no one told her the common courtesy of chewing.  There is nothing that annoys my mom more than someone chewing with their mouth open, just ask my dad, and I was always reminded about that.  Her husband must be real proud.  Husband... yeah, right.  But hey, maybe it's just me.


Progress... Part 2...

Ok, so I have been sitting here doing some serious thinking.  I have been really trying to come up with an idea for my post today that is "positive."  So here goes...  It is kind of a cop out, but I was looking over my page quick to give me some inspiration and remembered I have that picture of my parents dog I randomly put on the side of the page.  Like I have mentioned before, his name is Reese.  He is 6 now, I think.  Hard to believe we have had him that long and, unfortunately, dogs seem to get old quick.  That has to be the worst part about getting a dog... the whole age thing.  I really don't like to think about it.  I want to get a dog but I think I would feel bad having one in the city.  I can tend to be lazy here and there and getting a dog to the park every day just wouldn't happen.  Its paws aren't supposed to be on cement for every walk.  But then again, maybe it would push me to go for longer walks.  It is a paradox.  Wow, I am getting a little too deep here and that just isn't my thing.  The other thing I would feel bad about it the whole neutering thing.  There, that's more like it.  I don't think I would be able to do it.  My parents did me a huge favor... they got the dog neutered on my birthday.  Seriously, there are 365 days in a year and now whenever I get older, the dog knows what happened that day.  He does... he just knows.  He humps every pillow he can get his paws on though, so I guess he is ok about it.  I think I blocked out those "dog cone" days.  It was traumatic for me, I can't imagine what it must have been like for him.  Makes me cringe just thinking about it.

There are just so many benefits to having a dog that you don't get with so many other animals.  Cats really just don't do it for me, I feel like they are just sitting there judging me.  Every time I go back to my parents house, he knows I am coming as I am walking up the sidewalk.  He is just waiting there by the door.  I open the door and he runs over to me, starts jumping around in circles and heads over to the spot in the living room that we all go once we get back to the house.  That aspect alone makes me want to have a dog.  It is cool to see how I can change his life also.  I do this thing where I make two fists and have a carrot or something in one of my hands.  He knows what this means at this point.  He jumps up and tries to open my hand himself and I show him the empty one and then give him whatever I am holding.  I can have nothing in my hands also and he still flips out and jumps at me.  Hmm... maybe I can teach a baby to do that.  A dog is like a baby without the crying and I am not upset about that.  The barking gets a little annoying but all you have to do is let him look outside for a second and he stops.  Yes, I know, he is one of the more spoiled dogs out there.  The only thing is that you can't have him un-learn things.  My parents made the mistake of feeding him at the table in the beginning and now it is just the norm.  He sits there and begs until he gets something.  Whatever my parents eat, the dog gets a bite... or 5.  I am not going to talk about how my mom shares a fork with him... but yeah, gross.  He goes from person to person and until you say "all done" to him... if you don't, he just sits there staring at you.  My parents are so proud of themselves that they taught him that.  Too bad they didn't teach him to not do it in the first place... good job guys.  There is one other thing that is slightly funny to me but it works.  When he feels like he wants a treat, he runs around looking for trouble.  He grabs anything he can off any high surface and sits there for a second.  He then brings it to a place where you can see that he has it.  He puts whatever it is, usually a remote for the TV, on the ground so you think you have a chance to pick it up.  He grabs it again and runs to a certain spot on the rug in the living room and starts to chew on it.  My parents have had to replace every remote in the house at least 5 times.  My dad once had him go to that spot to get something back... it is now "the spot."  He sits there until you walk over and give him some kind of treat.  We normally take whatever it is and put it up on the piano.  At any point of the day you will see anything from a portable phone to a toilet paper roll.  But I guess it works and it could be worse.  Hey, I am not the one that has to deal with it daily though so it is fine for me.

I find myself going back to my parents house much more that I used to just to see him.  I mean, my parents are there also I guess.  Maybe when I get a little more responsible or maybe move back to Jersey, getting a dog could be a good option.  It is something to look forward to though.  I never had a dog growing up and think I would be a much different and better person if I did.  I would have at least been in better shape.  The better person thing may be a stretch but that's my story and I am sticking to it.  I just never knew how much he would change my life.  When I go home and am about to go to sleep, he jump on my bed and snuggles in to the bend in my knee.  He has to be touching a part of your body to be able to fall asleep.  Maybe I would make a good dad after all.  Take that all my ex-girlfriends.  But hey, maybe it's just me.




Hey... It's Progress...

Ok, so I might sound like a broken record but... something happened to me in Duane Reade again.  I was in there to pick up some stuff that I needed so I went back to my favorite pharmacy.  I think I finally have the timing down though.  If I go during the day, I always have to deal with that one incompetent lady that can't seem to ever do her job right.  The only thing is that sometimes I have a little time during the day so I run down to pick up some stuff but I am going to have to hold off.  If I just wait until after work I have been able to have some relatively pain free experiences.  However, sometimes it isn't the people that work there that are the ones who go out of control.  Some people tend to get mad at the pharmacy when their insurance company makes it hard for them to get what they need.  People in the pharmacy annoy me in different ways.  The people that work there annoy me because they are slow and half the time have no idea what they are doing.  The other customers are slow and half the time have no idea what they are supposed to do.  It is different, believe me.  Things are usually calm though when a customer has a problem though, they eventually work it out... it just takes 2 hours.  I think, before my last experience, the loudest thing I saw there was when I half flipped out on them because they didn't order my insulin the day before.  People can't blame me though.  Usually when someone is picking up something from the pharmacy, it isn't as big of a deal as they make it out to be to get it same day.  Usually, if I miss a pill or something, it isn't the end of the world and I just make sure I take it the next day.  If I miss my insulin, I might not be around the next day to take it.  It was warranted and I won't hear anything different.  But sometimes, people just get out of control for just about no reason.

So I was just waiting in line for my turn to pick up my insulin from the pharmacy.  There was a small line but it didn't seem like anything crazy.  There were two registers open so I figured it would go quick and there would be no problems.  Both of the people that were working there were relatively new but I haven't had a problem with either one yet.  At this point, I know to keep my insurance card on me and I am glad I do because the new people always seem to ask for it.  A lady in front of me had a baby in a stroller and the baby started to cry.  She took the baby out of the stroller to try and calm her down.  So she had the baby in one arm and took her wallet out of her purse with the other to pay.  It didn't seem that weird for me and I am sure she had done it before.  Then out of nowhere, a lady came up and started to heckle her.  Telling her she was going to drop her baby and she shouldn't be trying to do two things at one time.  It was a little strange.  I thought the two ladies knew each other so I didn't think much of it.  Then a girl and her mom chimed in and told the lady to calm down because it wasn't her place to bother anyone else in line.  The crazy lady then said that the girl wa just mad because she didn't have any kids yet.  Huh?  Not even sure where that came from.  The girl then had to ask her mom about some medical expense.  I didn't hear the full comment this crazy lady made but it involved her saying that the girl just had to open her legs.  Gross.  Her mom then told the crazy lady to stop and the crazy lady then said her mom was just upset because she didn't have any grandchildren.  That was the final straw for me.  I talked to myself under my breath but didn't really say anything and hoped this lady made a comment to me.  I had something on the tip of my tongue to say but took a step back and a deep breath.  I was going to say something along the lines of this lady being upset because her Prozac was on hold.  I held back though.  I had to make a real effort to do it but I was thinking of the outcome in my head and nothing good was going to come out of it.  I asked the girl at the register if this happened often and made small talk about it with her but didn't get involved.  Maybe I can grow up a little.  I was very proud of myself.

I had really never seen this before.  Apparently this crazy woman was waiting for her insurance company to send something over so she was just standing around doing nothing.  They eventually called over the manager to deal with her but it didn't really do anything... at least it kept her quiet for a few minutes.  The other customers were threatening to call the police but I made my way out of there before anything happened.  Last thing I wanted to have to do was talk to the police and tell them what I saw.  I am sure that I would have gotten a good laugh out of anything I said but it would have probablly just made the situation worse.  In my old age I am trying to lighten up a little and not let every little thing get to me.  This is a good first step in my opinion and things are only going to get better from here.  But hey, maybe it's just me.


Still Hard To Believe...

Ok, so I can't help but write about this one.  It is the only thing on the tip of everyone's tongue for the past couple days.  This guy in Colorado is a special kind of crazy.  I was talking about it with my parents when I was back in Jersey this weekend and my dad made a good point to me.  Calling this guy crazy is so easy, because... well, I guess I just don't know what else to call him.  However, calling him crazy is giving him an out.  By saying he did all this because he is crazy is making it too easy for him to push the blame off of himself.  I just can't get it through my head how someone could do this though.  I guess I kind of understand how he thought he was being clever though.  If this guy was delusional, as he obviously was, and coloring his hair and calling himself "The Joker" it just seems like something he would do... in a movie.  ABC News put out a video of him a few years ago at a science fair talking in front of a crowd.  I could look back and see what it actually was about but I am pretty sure I got the gist of it.  He was talking about "illusions" in one form or another, so this just seems like he has always been a little out there.  Someone at work today brought up something else also.  In the second movie, the Jokers hair was green... and he looked like a bad ass. This guy just had bright orange hair and looked like a moron.  Have a little respect for yourself.

Over the past couple days there have been so many articles out about these victims.  It is really sad to read them all.  The people seemed to be good, average people.  Maybe a little too into Batman to go see that thing at midnight, but I am sure it is a really good movie and got great reviews.  To hear about the amount of bravery out there is actually kind of heart warming.  And this is coming from me.  There was one guy who dove in front of his girlfriend and her brother to protect them and ended up getting shot and killed.  I guess it is just good to see that there are actually people out there that are willing to do whatever they can for someone else.  Apparently, there were a couple similar stories also and that just takes an amazing person.  There was also the guy that went out to see the movie for his birthday and sent out a tweet an hour before it happened and said how excited he was to ring in this current birthday and first wedding anniversary.  I can't imagine what it would be like to be someone in this persons life that saw such a potentially happy day turn into what it did.  There was one story, though, that stood out from them all to me.  The mother of the 6 year old girl who was killed was also critically injured.  The whole time she was in the hospital bed, the was asking about her daughter... over and over again.  They couldn't tell her what had happened though because she was in such bad condition.  I guess they might have thought she would have given up all fight to live if she heard her daughter was killed.  I don't even have kids and hearing about that put a lump in my throat.  There is nothing this kid or his family can say that can ever make up for this.  Nothing can explain it.

Some of the victims families came out and said they didn't blame the kids family and have to move forward and not lose faith.  If anything can destroy your faith, it is this.  If there is someone out there looking out for us how could they let something like this happen?  The fact is, it did.  Whether it comes down to this kids upbringing or whatever, it will always be hard to believe.  Even if some of these people in the audience had guns and tried to stop this guy, it would have been futile.  He was dressed head to toe in body armor.  He was more than prepared to have a huge firefight.  Throwing those smoke bombs wasn't even needed, it just made him out to be more of a coward.  This guy was picking off people as they were running out the exits.  Straight up shooting them in the back.  The way he booby trapped his apartment didn't even surprise me at that point.  He must have just watched Speed or something.  If you don't remember that, watch it again... good movie.  The disgusting part was that he left his music blaring also, so if anyone in the building complained to the super, it would have killed the first person to walk in the apartment.  They apparently were able to neutralize most of the traps and were able to take a computer and hard drive out of there.  It just seems like there are so many people out there to blame for this.  The companies selling the ammo online, the stores selling him the guns, his parents for not realizing their child had a problem... and of course, the man himself.  I sent a tweet out about this but I really hope they don't give him the death penalty and sentence him to life without parole.  Then they can put a live action camera in his jail cell and we can all tune in and watch his get his ass beat.  And I mean beat in a number of ways... use your imagination.  But hey, maybe it's just me.


Wearing Out Your Welcome - Pregnancy Edition

Ok, so here is another very sensitive issue that I have decided to write about. If you go to my Facebook page I would have to say that 6 out of 10 posts are people putting up pictures of their new children. Having no children myself, I don't know this incredible joy that everyone else is having and deciding to share with the world. Gotta love Facebook, how else would you let the world know of your new pride and joy, it would take way too long to send 8 by 10's to all your friends and family. I have to watch what I am writing here though because more than half of my family is female and I will never hear the end of it. I am well aware of what you are supposed to say to a pregnant friend and make sure I go out of my way to do whatever I can to make their lives easier when I am around. Hell, if I don't have a wife to help with this I might as well help other people, right? Besides, it is nice to see the smile on their face when you give them the appropriate compliment. Yeah, I said it... quiet. I mean, I have to make sure I get you all on my side before I bring up the incident I went through so you don't hate me quite as much. But seriously, even though you are pregnant you still are a member of society. There are just certain common courtesy issues that arise when you come around a person thinking the world revolves around them because they are bringing another life into this world. As bad as it sounds, I think China might have it right only letting people have a certain number of children per family... wait, who said that?

Now to my actual point of this post. I was in my usual bagel place getting something to eat for lunch. It was nice out, so I was able to take a nice long walk. You have to wait in line at the counter, give your order and then pay. Some people just really make this difficult. Now I am not sure if this is a pregnant thing or just the actions of an inconsiderate woman thing, but I am going to go with the former so that this entry flows. This lady pulled out her iPhone and was clicking away as the people in front of her paid for their food and left. I was still working that day so I didn't have all the time in the world and I was expecting the lunch rush to move at a normal pace. This lady started reading an article or an email because she was looking down and walked into the counter at least twice. I guess sometimes you don't take in to account how big the baby bump actually is. The person behind the counter asked her what she was getting. No answer. They asked again... no answer. See, the thing is that I would have said something if she hadn't been a pregnant woman. I am not sure if I felt bad or just didn't want to be looked at as the a**hole rushing a pregnant lady. After a couple more times, she finally looked up from her phone and paid. Didn't look back at the line of at least 5 people and say she was sorry for holding up the line or anything. If that were me, I would have said sorry just because I would have felt like an idiot. I am not saying this lady is an idiot... I am just saying. I am just not sure what the protocol is for this situation. What if she was reading an article about what to expect when you are expecting? Who am I to rush her? All I had to do was get back to work, but why would she care about other people. If only I could have a baby to see what it's like... yeah ladies, good luck with that.

I was reading some article a while ago telling the maximum pain a human body could take. Giving birth was 1.5x that much. Ouch. That is really the reason I didn't say anything in this instance. I complain when I cut my fingernail to short. That really does hurt though... and not just at the time, for like the next couple hours also. There are certain things you let a pregnant woman do because it is just the nice thing to do. Letting them finish reading an email and holding up a lunch line... that is cutting is close. I did let her do it though... as painful as it was. But hey, maybe it's just me.


P.S.  I did see the Paula Deen episode of Master Chef and I really do just hate her so much I didn't want to dedicate another post to her.  I am really close to getting a dart board and putting her picture in the middle though.  I am just not that good at darts so it would make me ever more angry because I would keep missing her.  Put some south in your mouth??  How about I throw a dart in there.  At least she didn't bring up diabetes... any why would she bring up being healthy on a cooking show?  Ugh...

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