Poor Frodo

Took the cats outside and there are men at work, very noisy machine and floating rubber tubing with them. Walk was good, but when returning only Precious came back. Frodo refused to move passed the men digging a hole next to the building next door. I tried food, his favorite toys and carrying him back, but nothing worked. When the men starting leaving, he came when I called him and very hungry. Poor Precious was meowing at the window when I went outside for him. He wanted his buddy back.

Later when I tossed a ball for the cats Precious leap frogged over Frodo lengthwise to get it. Frodo flat on the floor looked around like, What just happened? Frodo got his revenge jumping over Precious chasing a ponytail holder I flung and startled Precious. I have grasshoppers for cats. Post later. Bye!

Black, black, or black

I went out shopping to look for a pair of boots to go with a new dress I bought recently. The boots I found were black, black, black, red, black, chocolate brown, black, ivory, black, and the color I was looking for tan. Of all the boots for sale in 3 stores, I only found 1 pair of tan boots. They're okay, heel is a little high and toe is narrow but I think I can tolerate to wear them without murdering my feet. I love shopping but the mono-style of it is tiring for someone who loves a variety. Silly me thinking shopping early in the Autumn season would get a better selection. When one shops at the end of a season, one usually finds more mono-style that is deemed too ugly to wear and never can find the correct size in something one does like. Ah, fashion. Post later. Bye!

New guy

Friends at work are busy pushing a certain single guy my way. He asked me out but we can't decide where to go. That might be a bad sign saying we don't have much in common.

Why are these friends so pushy about this guy?, you ask. He's alive, single, mature adult, and has a job. If those are the qualifications to push a guy on me, no wonder I'm having bad luck finding a boyfriend. I need more than a wallet to fall in love with. But try to explain that to friends eager to place a warm body next to me. I guess they changed their minds that men are nothing but trouble and don't waste my time looking for Mr. Wrong.

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I think we are through

Romeo doens't think he will get the assisstant manager job cause there are 2 other people applying with much more manager experience than him. So much for fate.

Then he writes a long email detailing the pros and cons of our relationship deciding our distance in miles is too great. He complained I didn't go to his Boy Scout picnic and didn't jump at the chance to meet his grandparents. He continued with his waiting for me to convert to his ideas in religion and homophobia, and it wasn't happening. He interpreted my comment once not feeling ready to have children as I had no confidence in caring for an infant. He declared he was moving too fast in giving me that promise ring and his lack of experience cause the rushing. He said I could keep it as a symbol of our friendship. He just wants to be friends now. He says we live and learn and then move on. He believes I hate camping and he loves it. He said if he moved to Des Moines he would look me up and say hello.

Um, do you think this break up has something to do with his job or pessimism of not getting a better one?

I set him straight explaining I babysit my niece and very confident I can care for an infant, just don't wish to do it by myself. And I promised my sister to babysit when she is in China so I am not moving anywhere soon cause I'm not screwing my sister cause he suddenly doesn't want to move. I also explained there are steps to commitment he was skipping with getting that promise ring. Kissing, hugging, snuggling, sleepovers, often living together, usually occur before buying a promise ring and committing. I do love camping since childhood, though whe traveling I prefer hotels. I explained a boy scout picnic is not a place to take a girlfriend, how is that fun for the girlfriend? Say if we had a son who was in the boys scouts, I would have no problem. I told him that if he still wanted to end our relationship, then be that way and contact me when he makes up his mind what he wants. Asshole. Post later. Bye!

Fun night

It is amazing, I pissed off only one customer tonight. He has a reservation through an internet site, but it is not prepaid. Must swipe his credit card for payment. He wants to pay with someone else's credit card, or pay cash cause his debit card has no money in the account. No. We don't take card numbers over the phone and we don't take cash upfront. He demands that I call the owner to get an exception to the rules and can't understand the difference between paying cash upfront and paying cash when he returns. The difference is that upon return we have the car. I am not calling the owner because, as I explained to the customer, he will say "You know the rules". I have been here 6 years and the owner doesn't even let his friends and family pay cash deposits. Plus, it actually requires the manager's password to take any cash and directions to override the system and I ain't calling her either, but I didn't tell the customer that part. Let's just say I will call security before I call the owner over taking cash deposits. He will just have to be mad at me and take the issue of this not being prepaid in MY computer system with with said internet site. What his friend's computer says means nothing to me.

He makes me talk to his friend on his cell and she keeps screaming Hello, Hello, Are you there, Hello... while I keep answering that I am here and how may I help her. She gets bitchy with me and screams at me that I need to answer her when she speaks to me. I did, and what can I do for you. Yes, it is says the reservation was made through said website, but there is no indication that it is prepaid, some are and some aren't from this company and I can't explain why that is. She wants her friend back. Hand him back the phone. He leaves a bit and says he has to go so charge the card. For somone with a zero balance, it goes through without problems. Know what, even when things are prepaid we still need to swipe a card to give them the car to have on file in case they extend the rental or lie about refilling the gas tank. Post later. Bye!

Case of the Missing Ponytail Holders

A while ago I got these new No-Slide ponytail holders with rubber elastic sticking out. They slide out of my hair anyway. So, this week Frodo discovers them and knocks them on the floor to bat around the linoleum bathroom floor. He loves to slide them under the door and paw at it from underneath the door and then run around the door to pounce when it gets out of reach. Like a puppy, he retrieves it after I fling it and now I can't find any of my new ponytail holders. There are a couple in my work bag I will have to keep in the bag if I want to continue using them. After they have been on the floor and chew on, I tend to no longer wish them to be in my hair.

Last week, a friend came by to show off her new puppy. They just got at the local animal shelter. The puppy was 10 months Golden Retriever named Jake that they planned to take to the shelter's dog obedience classes called Good Manners Class and Puppy Kindergarten. Her 3 cats refused to play with this puppy so eager to play with them. The real test would the stepchildren. Well they decided to take back the puppy. My friend cried in front of the shelter with the dog and her husband took the dog back instead. She didn't want to give it back, it was such a good puppy, but they weren't home enough to take it outside and play with it. And it was too big compared to their small house. Plus the cats hide all the time from him. My poor friend.

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Doctor's office

I ran out of my inhaler stuff for my asthma so go get a refill. The prescription expired 2 weeks ago in August, so that will teach me to pay attention to expiration date. The pharmancy faxes the doctor's office and they call my my apartment because the doctor wishes to see me before he grants another prescription. Their records show I have not been there since 2005.

Go to the office early in the morning and see the doc. He wants to have me try a new inhaler to see if it works better and gives a prescription to the old one. He also prescribes a new medicine on the market, singular, that is for asthma and allergies. We go through my personal and family history of allergies and asthma and wound up talking about me needing to see a gynecologist because sexual active women need to see one every year. I don't recall mentioning being sexual active (hello!, I can't get a date so how does this turkey think I'm getting any). Plus, I'm unclear how we got to this subject from talking about allergies, I'm not here for fertility problems or fibroids.

Anyway, I go to the desk to pay and the receptionist asks me if I will be coming here on a regular basis. Excuse me?, I explained I come when I need to. I didn't go into that I have been coming here since I finished college so how often I show up is really none of her concern. Then she gives me an application for public assistance for health care, based on how much you make. Yeah, I'm familiar with public assistance from research my Mom insisted upon when I moved out of my parents' house years ago. I make too much for any public assistance programs so I tore up the application when I got home. Pay my bill and collect my prescriptions from the receptionist.

Then on to the pharmancy to hear, "Are you sure you want these inhalers, they really expensive". I say, "I know what they cost". Let's see, I can A: Go to the emergency room every time I have an asthma attack or B: Buy an expensive inhaler. How does one choose? Guess what, the singular costs twice as much as these inhalers (pharmacists had a coupon so I got one inhaler free cause it is a new product). Yeah, $103 for 30 pills equaling 30 day of medicine. It will be a long time before I do that again, I have to pay for car insurance in couple months. I have not felt any different since I took the singular so maybe it doesn't work, we shall see when I take it a few times. I paid $103 for these suckers, I'm taking them all. Post later. Bye!

Oops

I came home from laundry at my sister's house and managed to lock Frodo out in the hallway. He must have been in the corner between my apartment door and the stairs fire door not to see him. I put my few groceries away and laundry, then heard Frodo meowing as if trapped or wants to go outside. I check the cupboard doors he likes to open and couldn't find him. I noticed Precious walking to the apartment door, naturally I assumed he just wanted outside, but took a chance since I couldn't find Frodo anywhere. He went straight to the litterbox. Had to toss Precious back into the apartment, then Frodo, and Precious again to quickly shut the door. Nothing else exciting today besides my sister taking my niece to get her picture taken. My niece had so much fun my sister took her into a neighbor's yard since her yard lacks pretty flowers.

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Tuck in that shirt

I missed a big to do at work this week, a couple of coworkers can't get along. First it started with name calling over a music cd not found, then escalated to not tucking in shirts, and the bossman got involved threating to make us wear to "real uniform" of dress shirts and ties if we don't start tucking our shirts in. I'm unclear how all this went from cds to untucked shirts, but anyway.

Of course I hear this 3 hours after I recited my birthday cake and dinner to the bossman, while I had an untucked shirt. Perhaps he didn't notice with my sweater on cause he said nothing about my shirt. My coworker telling me this said the boss made of fuss over the guys not tucking in, but didn't say anything of us gals not tucking in. She agreed that an untucked shirt feels much cooler in the hot summer than tucked in does, which is why in the summer I leave it untucked and in winter try to tuck in to keep out the cool draft moving up my shirt.

I emailed my manager asking about this winter cause the long-sleeve shirts I bought last spring don't stay tucked in (believe me I tried but every time I reached for a pen half my shirt came out). So asked if I wore a sweater over my shirt, would that be acceptable. I don't want to have to get super large shirts to get it long enough to tuck in and then have rippled pants from all the fabric squeezed in. Post later. Bye!

Happy Birthday to Me

A Very Happy Birthday to Me, to Me.
A Very Merry Birthday to Me, to Me.
Now blow the candle out my dear and make my wish come true.
A Very Happy Birthday to Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

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Poor Frodo

Took the cats outside and neighbor boy comes by with his dog. Dog moves too close for comfort with Frodo, so he runs away, which makes the dog chase him with this poor kid hanging on to its leash. Frodo flies up a tree to the displeasure of the kid. He wants me to watch him climb the tree and get Frodo down. Frodo hisses at him. No, I say, he will come when he is ready, he is afraid of dogs. This kid will be scratched badly if he tries to wrestle with Frodo. Kid throws a pine cone at Frodo trying to get him down. I tell him not to throw things at my cat, that is mean. Next his sister grabs the wood shavings around the tree trunks and throws it at Frodo and I say the same thing to her. She laughs. They disappear with the dog to have have a woman come by with her dog. Frodo ran around a corner of the building so I go get Precious probably wondering where we went after the woman and dog are out of sight. He follows me around the corner and here comes Frodo.

Precious did the weirdest thing today. He acted like he couldn't recognize Frodo from a distance. His fur got riled up, arching his back, showing off his side to show how big he is compared to little Frodo approaching. He hops with his back arched (almost amusing) and Frodo now has his tail fur frazzled. Frodo edged forward cautious with his squeaky meow and Precious postured as he sniffed the other cat. He relaxed realizing it is Frodo and the cats ran up different branches of a tree. There is a tree that split toward the base and grew in opposite directions. I wonder if he is getting near-sighted cause he acts like he doesn't recognize me when I approach him outside until I do my normal cooing like Hey Sweetie. He looks in all directions until I'm closer and then comes to me with a meow. But then cat's eyesight is more arranged for movement, not still photography like ours. Well, nothing else to report other than a very boring day at work. Labor Day is tomorrow so all the usual business travelers will be coming tomorrow instead of today. Post later. Bye!