Hope you had a Happy Halloween. Monday my baby niece slept over. I picked her up at daycare and took her home to grab her stuff. She announced she was four now. No, her birthday is next month. She was bursting with excitement seeing the kitties. Got ready for the party in the apartment manager's office. My black cat costume was too tight so I put on Little Red Riding Hood. I didn't want to try on my flapper costume out of fear that it didn't fit either. It took a few guesses for my niece to figure out what I was. Alright, I asked Am I Little Red Riding Hood? and she guessed it. Niece is Cinderella.
About 15 people were there, half in costumes. Most parents with costumed kids didn't wear costumes themselves. The winner of the kid costume contest was Minnie Mouse with her hair in pigtails sticking up like ears. The adult costume winner was Cleopatra. The winner of the coloring contest was the girl who completely colored the picture in 20 different colors. Later I heard the mother yelling at her son for stealing things out of his sister's prize bucket, you see he didn't want to color a picture so he gets nothing from his sister's prize bucket.
We had spice cake, potato chips, minature Reeces Pieces, and apple cider. Well, I had spice cake, niece ate the frosting. She yelled, Hey! when she noticed I was eating her cake and ate one bite and went back to the frosting. They had pop cans available, but thought 3 was a little young for pop consumption (she gets enough sugar and caffeine from chocolate). They already did the pumpkin carving and I didn't want to sit on the floor in a short dress (I had 2 pumpkins at home waiting for me). Then they gave away treat bags and had the kids get in line to trick or treat in the kitchen. I noticed one boy not wearing a costume with a orange grocery sack. I always said working at the shoe store in the mall that I can always tell who the immigrants are on Halloween because they don't wear costumes, carry plastic grocery sacks, and yell Candy! instead of Trick or Treat. They may not speak English but they understand the concept of free candy.
We sat down on the couch by a TV playing Casper w/out any sound. Niece was unsure about the boy sitting next to her and talking about Casper, but she ate a few pieces from her bag quietly while I talked to the boy. People started leaving so I figured the party was over. We got out of our costumes, watched my Halloween specials on VHS, and I carved my pumpkins. Since she colored the picture for the contest, she wanted color some more so I got out a couple books I had stowed away for her visit. One of my boyfriends called and asked to come over the next day, but I said no because my niece was here and then I will do laundry at my sister's house all day. My niece is worse about strangers than Frodo who hides under the bed or atop of the cupboards. Every person at the party that came near her, she moved away from. I called my sister and gave her the party report. We went to bed and the next morning she was coughing. I gave her some cough syrup. but it didn't go away. Had her breakfast oatmeal and explored the Niece box.
A box of toys and Princess bath towels especially for Niece's visits. She loved the Barbies and wanted to take them home. No, they stay here for when she comes over. Maybe I'll get her a Barbie for Xmas (I already have her birthday presents). The Barbie shoes were murder to get on and one pair I couldn't get on cause the doll's feet were bigger than the shoes. I got her cranberry juice in a sippy cup and the cup leaked. I had to screw it on several times to get it to stop leaking down her shirt. We then took out the kitties and played on the playground. We lost Frodo in the playground and I had Niece stay in the apartment with Precious while I searched for Frodo. He never came, not even a meow. I packed the car and let Precious out since I know he meows at the window all day and night for Frodo.
Go to sister's house an do laundry. Made her lunch from my sister's fridge since we didn't have much time at my place cause I searched for Frodo a long time. Niece thought she would take a nap on the rocking chair when her Daddy left for an allergy shot appointment. She moved to the couch and then to her bed for her nap. When she woke up as I was walking past to the bathroom, she cried how she wanted to leave. I told her she could leave, she had a good nap (brother-in-law saw her stirring when he returned). She cried again how she was wet. Yep, her pants are soaked and I'm sure the sheets are too. Wiped up her legs and changed her clothes as my sister walked in the door. Finished laundry and went home to feed the Trick or Treaters.
The apartment place had signs made for the residents to place on their doors so the kids know which doors to knock on. I heard 2 sets of kids walking around downstairs, but they never came up to mine (I'm on the 3rd floor). I looked out the windows, but no kids were walking around. I think most probably went to the mall or to the nearby houses to get more candy. Oh well, I'm sure my coworkers will appreciate 4 bags of candy I got for the neighbor kids. I watched Halloween movies I thought too scary for my niece.
Today I went clothes shopping. I tried on my dress clothes to make sure they fit since my cat costume was too small. One skirt I could not zip so that had to be tossed. Now I'm off to bed. Post later. Bye!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
No Dr. Phil today
I turn on the TV and ongoing coverage of an explosion in NE Des Moines of a Barton Solvents with dangerous flammable chemicals with 50 gallon drums exploding and several area fire departments taking a defensive position. News crews are forced back so the fire hose water looks like white lines. They are busy warning not to travel into NE side or they will be turned around. Police are directing people off the Interstates. Neighbors are not allow to take pets out because they are worried about the toxic fumes that could be spreading. They are tracking the smoke now in Ankeny to the north of Des Moines. Apparently it has been burning for 2 hours. Though on a positive note, all company employees are accounted for and there is only one minor injury. Post later. Bye!
Friday, October 26, 2007
Bad, bad cats
I struggled to get up today (it doesn't help I get up late on my days off) so the cats only got 20 minutes outside. Well as you can imagine they didn't want to come back in. I whistled and called, carried Precious inside, but couldn't find Frodo. He wasn't anywhere where I left him. I did hear a distant meow so I know he heard me, but he won't come. I leave Precious meowing in the window and I was suppose to be at work 5 minutes ago. Get to work 15 minutes late and complain I hate my cats. They were also not cooperative this week on my days off either. Especially when the hedge trimmers with noisy chainsaws started trimming next to my door and I had to wait for them to move on to get Precious back inside.
Get home much much later, and can't find Frodo. I whisper my calls checking out the usual hiding spots. No response, not even a meow. Though Precious is going nutso in the window. Fears of a run over Frodo, animal control using those sticks with loops to capture him, then finally he is just hiding. He has to be hungry by now so I keep trying. I know he is not at a neighbor's place cause he is terrified of people. Go inside and Precious is bonkers pacing everywhere I go and meowing out the window. Take my shoes off and figure trying again later, a woman has her dog outside so Frodo is not coming with a dog present. But Precious won't stop meowing at the window so I put the shoes back on and grab the fishing pole (Frodo's favorite toy that often gets a response from Precious). I checked the machine for messages, in case the shelter called since my cats are microchipped.
Take Precious with me since they have a knack at finding each other. Like a bloodhound, he sniffs the sidewalk and goes down one sidewalk. Dog barks. We scurry down the building and try to go around to stop the dog from barking (neighbors have a bad habit of using profanity when dogs bark excessively). Around the corner we go out of dog's sight and oh, a man with 2 dogs coming down the street and heads for our spot in the darkness. Lady tries to shush her dog and finally goes inside. Turn back around and go back the way we came. Is Precious really smelling Frodo and just enjoying himself? We go down another sidewalk and I follow Precious swinging the fishing pole. We hear a meow. Precious continues down the sidewalk. Then I see the stray cat (white fur reflecting so well in the street light) lying by the covered pool next to the stacked patio furniture. Precious continues down the sidewalk and lies down. I call for Frodo, maybe he is hanging around the stray cat as he has in the past when he refuses to come back in. No answer. I searched the furniture with Precious stretched out on the sidewalk.
I find a dark figure under the chairs with white paws and white belly reflecting in the street light. I call Precious back and stare at the dark figure to make a few whispered calls. I knew he wouldn't come with dogs around. Frodo comes out w/out so much as a meow. He is enticed by the fishing pole the stray cat ignores. I swing and swing since I can't enter the pool fence. Precious starts to come back and stray cat realizes he is losing his pal. All 3 cats follow me to the door. Get Frodo inside, but Precious refuses to stop playing with the stray cat. He runs inside as I swing the fishing pole. Now Precious won't come.
I come back from letting Frodo into the apartment. Preicous is chasing the stray cat around. I approach to pick up Precious and he runs away. Down the sidewalk, around the building, cross the yard, into the parking lot, past the fence separating the houses and apartments, and finally into the first house's yard. I grabbed him and he freaks at a large truck passing by on the street. I managed to hang on w/out being scratched. I walk up the drive tighting my grip on the squirming Precious. I did set him down when he almost got loose and picked him up again. After inside the door, he went right for the door and wandered the stairs wanting his chance to explore outside at night. I walked up the stairs he followed, followed better once I tossed a glove up the stairs. Cats finally home again and just under an hour. Precious keeps meowing to go outside. Not til tomorrow. I hate my cats. I pray for bad weather so the cats will come back in. Post later. Bye!
Get home much much later, and can't find Frodo. I whisper my calls checking out the usual hiding spots. No response, not even a meow. Though Precious is going nutso in the window. Fears of a run over Frodo, animal control using those sticks with loops to capture him, then finally he is just hiding. He has to be hungry by now so I keep trying. I know he is not at a neighbor's place cause he is terrified of people. Go inside and Precious is bonkers pacing everywhere I go and meowing out the window. Take my shoes off and figure trying again later, a woman has her dog outside so Frodo is not coming with a dog present. But Precious won't stop meowing at the window so I put the shoes back on and grab the fishing pole (Frodo's favorite toy that often gets a response from Precious). I checked the machine for messages, in case the shelter called since my cats are microchipped.
Take Precious with me since they have a knack at finding each other. Like a bloodhound, he sniffs the sidewalk and goes down one sidewalk. Dog barks. We scurry down the building and try to go around to stop the dog from barking (neighbors have a bad habit of using profanity when dogs bark excessively). Around the corner we go out of dog's sight and oh, a man with 2 dogs coming down the street and heads for our spot in the darkness. Lady tries to shush her dog and finally goes inside. Turn back around and go back the way we came. Is Precious really smelling Frodo and just enjoying himself? We go down another sidewalk and I follow Precious swinging the fishing pole. We hear a meow. Precious continues down the sidewalk. Then I see the stray cat (white fur reflecting so well in the street light) lying by the covered pool next to the stacked patio furniture. Precious continues down the sidewalk and lies down. I call for Frodo, maybe he is hanging around the stray cat as he has in the past when he refuses to come back in. No answer. I searched the furniture with Precious stretched out on the sidewalk.
I find a dark figure under the chairs with white paws and white belly reflecting in the street light. I call Precious back and stare at the dark figure to make a few whispered calls. I knew he wouldn't come with dogs around. Frodo comes out w/out so much as a meow. He is enticed by the fishing pole the stray cat ignores. I swing and swing since I can't enter the pool fence. Precious starts to come back and stray cat realizes he is losing his pal. All 3 cats follow me to the door. Get Frodo inside, but Precious refuses to stop playing with the stray cat. He runs inside as I swing the fishing pole. Now Precious won't come.
I come back from letting Frodo into the apartment. Preicous is chasing the stray cat around. I approach to pick up Precious and he runs away. Down the sidewalk, around the building, cross the yard, into the parking lot, past the fence separating the houses and apartments, and finally into the first house's yard. I grabbed him and he freaks at a large truck passing by on the street. I managed to hang on w/out being scratched. I walk up the drive tighting my grip on the squirming Precious. I did set him down when he almost got loose and picked him up again. After inside the door, he went right for the door and wandered the stairs wanting his chance to explore outside at night. I walked up the stairs he followed, followed better once I tossed a glove up the stairs. Cats finally home again and just under an hour. Precious keeps meowing to go outside. Not til tomorrow. I hate my cats. I pray for bad weather so the cats will come back in. Post later. Bye!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Saw the play
I went to see Camelot. Bought another ticket, started my laundry at my sister's house, and borrowed a dollar from my darling sister to pay for parking. Niece was disappointed I left, but she is coming next week so that made her a little happier. Sat in the 2nd row on the right side of the stage, the other ticket was front row right smack in the center. But side is good to cause you can see backstage. I was so close I couldn't see their shoes, just ankles on up (lights on the stage blocked the view). But I did see their make-up. Usually when I go to plays I'm so far back their faces are blobs.
Lou Diamond Phillips was handsome as ever in a goatee. I had a good time. Went back to sister's and finished laundry. Chatted with my sister and planning the overnight visit next week. I brought over The Little Mermaid for my niece to watch. She refused to watch it cause it was too scary. Little Mermaid scary? Oh well, she 's four.
Well after I get home, I'm playing with Precious and Frodo on opposite sides of the shower curtain when CRASH, the shower curtain rod falls down scaring my kittes flying out of the bathroom. All my adventures tonight. Post later. Bye!
Lou Diamond Phillips was handsome as ever in a goatee. I had a good time. Went back to sister's and finished laundry. Chatted with my sister and planning the overnight visit next week. I brought over The Little Mermaid for my niece to watch. She refused to watch it cause it was too scary. Little Mermaid scary? Oh well, she 's four.
Well after I get home, I'm playing with Precious and Frodo on opposite sides of the shower curtain when CRASH, the shower curtain rod falls down scaring my kittes flying out of the bathroom. All my adventures tonight. Post later. Bye!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
What a night
I got a ticket to see Camelot at the theater yesterday online. I spent over half hour examining my dress up clothes cause I have a dozen shirts and skirts that look good on hangers, but none go together. Then on top of that half my clothes are faded and look hideous next to something nice. One of my guys called me while putting on eyeliner so I let the phone ring. I picked the dress I can't figure out the color of (it looks different colors in different lightings). I put strappy heels and hope the place is not air conditioned.
Run out the door since I didn't plan on spending 30 minutes picking something to wear. Grab a jacket that doesn't go with the dress or heels, but then again none of my coats go with dresses. I get to the parking garage and realize I don't have enough money. Forgot the checkbook I intended to bring in this event happening since I was running out the door. I only write checks for credit cards and birthdays, I use my credit card for practically everything so grabbing my checkbook is not a naturally thing. The Event Parking fee is only $4. I have $3 so I'm forced to back out with people coming in behind me. Drive around trying to find a meter, but of course they all occupied and I didn't want to walk around in the dark Downtown streets in a dress and heels for a mile. Besides, the play starts in 5 minutes. So I went home. Sure I could return but the parking guys won't be there all night and I still miss half the play. Besides my make-up is messed up so I will just stay home.
The show ends on Sunday so I won't be able to see it another day. Tomorrow I have to do laundry at my sister's house. I can't can't go to work Thursday in stinky clothes. I guess this is what I get for being spontaneous. Post later. Bye!
Run out the door since I didn't plan on spending 30 minutes picking something to wear. Grab a jacket that doesn't go with the dress or heels, but then again none of my coats go with dresses. I get to the parking garage and realize I don't have enough money. Forgot the checkbook I intended to bring in this event happening since I was running out the door. I only write checks for credit cards and birthdays, I use my credit card for practically everything so grabbing my checkbook is not a naturally thing. The Event Parking fee is only $4. I have $3 so I'm forced to back out with people coming in behind me. Drive around trying to find a meter, but of course they all occupied and I didn't want to walk around in the dark Downtown streets in a dress and heels for a mile. Besides, the play starts in 5 minutes. So I went home. Sure I could return but the parking guys won't be there all night and I still miss half the play. Besides my make-up is messed up so I will just stay home.
The show ends on Sunday so I won't be able to see it another day. Tomorrow I have to do laundry at my sister's house. I can't can't go to work Thursday in stinky clothes. I guess this is what I get for being spontaneous. Post later. Bye!
Monday, October 22, 2007
Sleepover
Saturday night after work I went over to the guy at work's apartment just to hang out. White walls w/out any adornment, but otherwise nice place. We watched the the Queen Elizabeth II movie centering around Princess Diana's death. I thought they made the Queen out to be a big joke and Prince Charles as a big wuss. Then they had the royals go hunting after the news of Diana's death. Does shooting animals to death while mourning the loss of somebody make sense to you? I hope that part was made up. I didn't care for it.
His cat hid from me (must be Frodo's twin) every time I saw it. He asked "What are you thinking right now?" I replied, "I'm thinking I have to pee." We flipped around channels and he massaged my neck claiming it was very tense. If you sat in a stool for 9 hours your neck would be tense too. My neck is always tense. He kissed me goodnight. I slept on his black leather sofa. Next morning, I tossed around waking up and he asked if I was awake. Some movie about an Irish mountain that turns out to be a hill and residents transport 18 feet a dirt to make it a mountian again was on when I came out of the bathroom in my work uniform.
I left shortly after and realized the Des Moines Marathon was running past his place. I had to take the long way home to avoid the blocked off streets. Came home to let the kitties outside and do cat chores, before going back to sleep. I woke up with Frodo cuddled up against me as usual. Then got up to go to work. And BTW, both my guys called me on Saturday night and had brief conversations before I hung up. Post later. Bye!
His cat hid from me (must be Frodo's twin) every time I saw it. He asked "What are you thinking right now?" I replied, "I'm thinking I have to pee." We flipped around channels and he massaged my neck claiming it was very tense. If you sat in a stool for 9 hours your neck would be tense too. My neck is always tense. He kissed me goodnight. I slept on his black leather sofa. Next morning, I tossed around waking up and he asked if I was awake. Some movie about an Irish mountain that turns out to be a hill and residents transport 18 feet a dirt to make it a mountian again was on when I came out of the bathroom in my work uniform.
I left shortly after and realized the Des Moines Marathon was running past his place. I had to take the long way home to avoid the blocked off streets. Came home to let the kitties outside and do cat chores, before going back to sleep. I woke up with Frodo cuddled up against me as usual. Then got up to go to work. And BTW, both my guys called me on Saturday night and had brief conversations before I hung up. Post later. Bye!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
This week's events
This week's events start Tuesday. I found out in our apartment newsletter they are having a Halloween party with prizes for best kids and best adult costume on the very night I will have my niece overnight. I told my sister to pack her costume, though with a warning that "other" kids will be present if my niece could handle that (she is very shy around strangers). They are also having a Trick or Treat night and pictures to place on your door so kids know which apartments to knock on. I don't know if I should do that with Precious desperate escape attempts every time the door opens, Frodo hides at knocks on the door. Maybe place a big bowl of candy in the hallway.
Then Wednesday I had my date with guy from work, our 2nd. We had pizza and saw the new Queen Elizabeth movie. Then came back to my place to play with cats and fact check people and events in the movie. I have a biography of Queen Elizabeth and some stuff wasn't in the book. Online encyclopedia said some of those things not in the book did happen.
Thursday I was sitting at work as usual and a familiar face appears with my coworker. A former skycap (the people who hang around the luggage carousal asking to help you with your luggage with a 2-wheeler) said he keeps coming by just to see if I'm here since he quit. I told him about my date the night before and oh shucks, he wanted to take me out cause he broke up with his girlfriend. I give him my numbers to call and he called after I got home. I said the other guy I'm seeing smokes and I have asthma so we are just waiting and seeing what happens, so this new guy does have chance. Besides 2 dates is not classified as serious relationship. His son is sick with the flu. He is 46 and also has a daughter aged 22 he is helping buy a car for. I walked him outside and someone who saw us go by their counter asked if that was my new boyfriend. I said Maybe. He said my parents would shoot me if I brought home a black man. I said They will just have to shoot me cause I'm 32 and I will do whatever I want. I am thinking maybe at age 46 when he could be becoming a grandpa soon, that maybe he might not want any more children. I would love to be a Mommy like every other woman in the world. But we will cross that bridge when we get there. I just broke up with somebody, I need to have fun with people instead of spending all my spare time with cats. When he called, he said he would come by and make me breakfast sometime. Then said how about today's morning he come and make me breakfast for me. And only me cause I didn't have that much food in the fridge. He didn't give much warning to go shopping and I usually cook for one.
So this morning he knocks on the door, makes me my breakfast of eggs and toast, burns the precooked bacon in the microwave, one slice was okay to eat. Then we took the cats outside. There was hugging, kissing and slips of the tongue. I loss count how many so over 10 is a good estimate. Got the cats back inside and we got into a make out session on the couch after some cuddling and sucking on my ear lobes. Then I saw the clock (Yes I was smooching with my eyes open) and jumped seeing it was time for me to get going to work. He is a big distraction who's going to make me late. Even better, my Wednesday date calls me at work wanting me come over his place after work. 2 hours before I leave is not a good time to asking that question. I told him about the other guy and how shocking it all is, I'm not use to all this attention. Maybe even make Mr. Wednesday a tad bit jealous. I said after work on Saturday when I get off earlier would be better to come over and spend the night. I would just confuse the cats coming home after 9 hours and leaving overnight again. Okay maybe I'm too sensitive over my cats emotional needs, but that's the way I am.
So after breaking up with someone I have 2 guys chasing me at the same time. As a coworker put it, Enjoy it while it lasts. I intend to. I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone. Post later. Bye!
Then Wednesday I had my date with guy from work, our 2nd. We had pizza and saw the new Queen Elizabeth movie. Then came back to my place to play with cats and fact check people and events in the movie. I have a biography of Queen Elizabeth and some stuff wasn't in the book. Online encyclopedia said some of those things not in the book did happen.
Thursday I was sitting at work as usual and a familiar face appears with my coworker. A former skycap (the people who hang around the luggage carousal asking to help you with your luggage with a 2-wheeler) said he keeps coming by just to see if I'm here since he quit. I told him about my date the night before and oh shucks, he wanted to take me out cause he broke up with his girlfriend. I give him my numbers to call and he called after I got home. I said the other guy I'm seeing smokes and I have asthma so we are just waiting and seeing what happens, so this new guy does have chance. Besides 2 dates is not classified as serious relationship. His son is sick with the flu. He is 46 and also has a daughter aged 22 he is helping buy a car for. I walked him outside and someone who saw us go by their counter asked if that was my new boyfriend. I said Maybe. He said my parents would shoot me if I brought home a black man. I said They will just have to shoot me cause I'm 32 and I will do whatever I want. I am thinking maybe at age 46 when he could be becoming a grandpa soon, that maybe he might not want any more children. I would love to be a Mommy like every other woman in the world. But we will cross that bridge when we get there. I just broke up with somebody, I need to have fun with people instead of spending all my spare time with cats. When he called, he said he would come by and make me breakfast sometime. Then said how about today's morning he come and make me breakfast for me. And only me cause I didn't have that much food in the fridge. He didn't give much warning to go shopping and I usually cook for one.
So this morning he knocks on the door, makes me my breakfast of eggs and toast, burns the precooked bacon in the microwave, one slice was okay to eat. Then we took the cats outside. There was hugging, kissing and slips of the tongue. I loss count how many so over 10 is a good estimate. Got the cats back inside and we got into a make out session on the couch after some cuddling and sucking on my ear lobes. Then I saw the clock (Yes I was smooching with my eyes open) and jumped seeing it was time for me to get going to work. He is a big distraction who's going to make me late. Even better, my Wednesday date calls me at work wanting me come over his place after work. 2 hours before I leave is not a good time to asking that question. I told him about the other guy and how shocking it all is, I'm not use to all this attention. Maybe even make Mr. Wednesday a tad bit jealous. I said after work on Saturday when I get off earlier would be better to come over and spend the night. I would just confuse the cats coming home after 9 hours and leaving overnight again. Okay maybe I'm too sensitive over my cats emotional needs, but that's the way I am.
So after breaking up with someone I have 2 guys chasing me at the same time. As a coworker put it, Enjoy it while it lasts. I intend to. I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone. Post later. Bye!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Today's adventures
I had a beautiful week, then today and yesterday it gets cold. Today I had to chase down the cats to get them inside. I didn't wish to leave them outside when it is this cold since they probably would hunt down a warmer spot to wait for me, like up a car engine. Go to work to discover new speakers up on the ceiling. Oh goody, now the music will surely much louder than before and hope I can still hear my customers. Then Mom calls to announce my great-aunt (Dad's aunt) died of pneumonia and asks me to email my brother and sister so she didn't have to call long distance. I volunteered to call them on my cell phone and left messages on their answering machines, two less calls for her to make. I thought it is a little insensitive to email a death in the family. I called my manager and got Saturday off to attend the visitation. We weren't that close so I figured I'd skip the lunch, funeral, and gravesite blessing on Sunday. Next after dinner, my allergies go haywires and I can't stop sneezing. I haven't taken medicine all week so I didn't have any in my bag. I just told customers my allergy medicine just wore off. I sucked on my inhaler to at least calm it down so I can breathe through my nose. I finally get home, take some medicine, and after Frodo was pawing at a toy that went under the fridge, got a fishing pole to swish out twenty toys from under the fridge. Oh, and a locust bug I refused to touch. Well better go to bed, I had enough adventure for today. Post later. Bye!
Monday, October 08, 2007
Police caller hoax
I saw on Inside Edition how a manager of a McDonald's stripped searched an employee in her office while talking on the phone to a suppose police officer for 3 hours, even giving this employee a comforting hug while she was wrapped up in a towel. The employee was assaulted when this police officer came to arrest her. McDonald's denied any wrongdoing on the manager's part and blamed the fake cop completely. The employee was awarded lots of money for her humilation and assault planning to use this money to go to law school. The whole thing was caught on security cameras, except the assault part by the hoaxer.
All I have to say is:
Hello?, does McDonald's train their managers to be stupid. We are forbidden to give any personal information about employees or customers over the phone, especially schedules and phone numbers. All we can say is that a person is here or not here, or rented their car or returned their car. Plus, cops don't ask private citizens to do their job. Strip searches take place at a police station after the cop indentifies themself, flash a badge, slaps on cuffs while announcing the charge, reads the Miranda rights, and escorts the suspect to a police car. At most, they will ask to keep an eye on the suspect until they arrive to not arouse suspicion of the impending arrest.
In fact, one of my coworkers was arrested at work and the police never called ahead of time, 3 policemen just showed up and waited for my coworker to arrive at the counter. Another time a friend at the car rental next door argued with a guy on the phone stating he was a police officer and wanted information on a customer. She refused to give the info unless he was standing at her counter with his badge in her face. He was angry but evenutally came in his squad car and showed her his badge. Hey, we could be talking to a stalker or angry ex-spouse for all we know so we are reluctant to obey orders from anyone on the phone. Something McDonald's need to teach their managers. Post later. Bye!
All I have to say is:
Hello?, does McDonald's train their managers to be stupid. We are forbidden to give any personal information about employees or customers over the phone, especially schedules and phone numbers. All we can say is that a person is here or not here, or rented their car or returned their car. Plus, cops don't ask private citizens to do their job. Strip searches take place at a police station after the cop indentifies themself, flash a badge, slaps on cuffs while announcing the charge, reads the Miranda rights, and escorts the suspect to a police car. At most, they will ask to keep an eye on the suspect until they arrive to not arouse suspicion of the impending arrest.
In fact, one of my coworkers was arrested at work and the police never called ahead of time, 3 policemen just showed up and waited for my coworker to arrive at the counter. Another time a friend at the car rental next door argued with a guy on the phone stating he was a police officer and wanted information on a customer. She refused to give the info unless he was standing at her counter with his badge in her face. He was angry but evenutally came in his squad car and showed her his badge. Hey, we could be talking to a stalker or angry ex-spouse for all we know so we are reluctant to obey orders from anyone on the phone. Something McDonald's need to teach their managers. Post later. Bye!
You haven't heard???
Yesterday a friend at work comments as I read my new Vanity Fair magazine that soon I will be buying Bridal Magazines and planning my dream wedding. Oh, you haven't heard my boyfriend called it quits?, I asked. Nope.
Then today I get another friend at work telling me a gal at another car rental could use my assistance. What assistance could I possibly provide?, I asked. She is getting married. Oh, you haven't heard we broke up. Naturally he has tons of advice to give me on how to get a man. Problem is, I don't want a man I want a boyfriend, preferably one that doesn't lie his face off to keep the peace. His advice is to never say you hate the food at the restaurant he picks and just have a glass of water or salad if I obsolutely hate it. Then he says to just get out there. Whatever. I think he needs to find his own girlfriend and quit worrying what I'm doing.
Now I got people asking how my date went last week with a guy at work and soon after asking when I'm getting married. Never, he smokes and I have asthma.
Besides I'll probably never get married cause all I attract is losers who can't give a job description. That's not a complicated question. Yeah, I rent cars to people for a living. See, that was easy. Post later. Bye!
Then today I get another friend at work telling me a gal at another car rental could use my assistance. What assistance could I possibly provide?, I asked. She is getting married. Oh, you haven't heard we broke up. Naturally he has tons of advice to give me on how to get a man. Problem is, I don't want a man I want a boyfriend, preferably one that doesn't lie his face off to keep the peace. His advice is to never say you hate the food at the restaurant he picks and just have a glass of water or salad if I obsolutely hate it. Then he says to just get out there. Whatever. I think he needs to find his own girlfriend and quit worrying what I'm doing.
Now I got people asking how my date went last week with a guy at work and soon after asking when I'm getting married. Never, he smokes and I have asthma.
Besides I'll probably never get married cause all I attract is losers who can't give a job description. That's not a complicated question. Yeah, I rent cars to people for a living. See, that was easy. Post later. Bye!
Thursday, October 04, 2007
My date
I had a date with a guy at work tonight. The first date after the break up with my boyfriend. I got ready putting on make-up, nail polish, an empire style knit dress, tights, and 3 inch heeled boots. We planned a dinner and movie date. He comes and announces that his friend from another time zone came to town last night and called him right before he left to pick me up, so do I mind going to an unfamiliar place and visit with his friends there. No problem. My date's wardrobe reminded me of the photos of my Dad taken in the 1950's-60's when he had hair. Blue/white plaid shirt with white t-shirt underneath, blue jeans, black shoes and white socks. My guy has his hair and it is graying, yet short and hair gelled upwards (unlike Dad in the 50's and 60's).
This place he takes me to is an outdoor diner where a bunch of guys park their antique cars and drink beer twice a week. I had a Coke. After standing in 3 inch heels for several minutes, I had to sit down. I forgot to bring the sweater I intended to grab tossing Precious back into the apartment. Frodo hid under the bed. I wear a jacket provided by my date when it gets chilly.
After the antique car show, we go over to fancier eating place and his friends insisted they didn't want to impose any further on our date, but I said it was okay since I tolerated their presence the past few hours I can handle more. Besides, his out of state friend was kinda cute. Okay, I did have ulterior motive to saying yes his friends can tag along.
We depart and he takes me home saying he owes me a real date of dinner and a movie. He pets Precious sniffing his shoes and Frodo up on the cupboards. Yes, Frodo let him touch his head and he sniffed my date's hand. He noticed my table of family pictures and I went through who everyone was. He said good night and stepped out into the hallway. I grabbed Precious ready to sprint when the fire door gets opened and said good night with a big smile. I did have a good time. At least I met his friends and know, he is not weird. I tend to attract weirdoes so that is a concern of mine. Post later. Bye!
This place he takes me to is an outdoor diner where a bunch of guys park their antique cars and drink beer twice a week. I had a Coke. After standing in 3 inch heels for several minutes, I had to sit down. I forgot to bring the sweater I intended to grab tossing Precious back into the apartment. Frodo hid under the bed. I wear a jacket provided by my date when it gets chilly.
After the antique car show, we go over to fancier eating place and his friends insisted they didn't want to impose any further on our date, but I said it was okay since I tolerated their presence the past few hours I can handle more. Besides, his out of state friend was kinda cute. Okay, I did have ulterior motive to saying yes his friends can tag along.
We depart and he takes me home saying he owes me a real date of dinner and a movie. He pets Precious sniffing his shoes and Frodo up on the cupboards. Yes, Frodo let him touch his head and he sniffed my date's hand. He noticed my table of family pictures and I went through who everyone was. He said good night and stepped out into the hallway. I grabbed Precious ready to sprint when the fire door gets opened and said good night with a big smile. I did have a good time. At least I met his friends and know, he is not weird. I tend to attract weirdoes so that is a concern of mine. Post later. Bye!
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Wet pussycats
It had rained this morning so everything was wet when we had walk outside. Kitties wandered around and came back inside the stairwell. I tossed balls and mice to encourage exercise (cats do need excitement) until they quit chasing them. Then they wandered outside again and saw them go into the wooded area by the garages. Called them for 5 minutes before going inside, opened a can of cat food from the balcony to persuade them in, and started my dinner in the microwave. Then an angel poked a cloud with a large pin and rain gushed out harder than my bathroom shower. I knew that would make the cats come so I rushed out and called them in. Frodo slipping on the pavement runs to the other door and I run over to let him inside. Called for Precious. No Precious. Go to the other door after getting Frodo into the apartment and here comes Precious. The poor pussy had to swim and wade into the raging river accummulating in the parking lot. Got him in the apartment and tried to dry them with a towel but they ran away from it. I laid the towel on the floor the drenched pussycats took turns sniffing and laying on it. The licked their paws, washed their faces, and shook themselves. They a little moist yet, but drying slowly. I just looked out and it quit raining, the sun is peeking out. What a day. Post later. Bye!
Monday, October 01, 2007
Damn cats
A few days ago I took my cats out as usual, knew right where they were when the hour walk was up, and they ran off while I kept trying to call them back inside for half an hour. I had to get to work so they get locked outside. That will teach them to come when called. Come home with a couple sacks of groceries with my DVD player and work bag, talking to myself the difficulty of squeezing these bags between the seat and the steering wheel. I see Precious walk by and then Frodo comes over. They race inside and dive into the canned cat food I give as a treat for coming inside, then lap up the water dish. At least I didn't have to do cat chores (litterbox, food bowl, water dish) since they were outside all day.
The next day it was a bit windy and Frodo stayed in the stairwell while Precious stayed by the back steps. Neighbor girl tells me my cats were outside yesterday. Yes, I know, they wouldn't come back in. Then she said something with her limited child volcabulary like they tried to get the cats to go into their apartment, but they wouldn't come. If they won't go inside for me, I'm sure they're not going inside for anyone else. Good thing too cause then I really would have freaked if they weren't waiting for me to come home by the steps. Even with street lights, it is dark at midnight.
The next day the came inside when called (another windy day) and wandered a little climbing trees. Then today, Frodo runs off and I can't find him anywhere. Precious helped me look for him, but refused to go inside when I finally gave up after 40 minutes. Apparently, the cat food reward for coming inside no longer works. Damn cats. I'm sure Frodo will come when he gets hungry, I'm home today. Just need to pay my rent and shop for groceries and spend the rest of the day relaxing. Post later. Bye!
PS. I took my garbage out to the dumpster and called the cats once more. I turn around and there is Precious following me to the dumpster and then Frodo howled by the opened garage door (I hate people leaving their garage doors open cause there are holes in the back where the cats can squeeze through, but no human can). I clapped my hands and whistled so he found me. They followed me to the back door, but stopped short of going in and took off. Little Buggers. So carried Precious, then Frodo into the stairwell and ran upstairs to encourage going home. They like to race me upstairs. So they gobbled their canned food and relaxing on the balcony. It is so nice today. Post later. Bye!
The next day it was a bit windy and Frodo stayed in the stairwell while Precious stayed by the back steps. Neighbor girl tells me my cats were outside yesterday. Yes, I know, they wouldn't come back in. Then she said something with her limited child volcabulary like they tried to get the cats to go into their apartment, but they wouldn't come. If they won't go inside for me, I'm sure they're not going inside for anyone else. Good thing too cause then I really would have freaked if they weren't waiting for me to come home by the steps. Even with street lights, it is dark at midnight.
The next day the came inside when called (another windy day) and wandered a little climbing trees. Then today, Frodo runs off and I can't find him anywhere. Precious helped me look for him, but refused to go inside when I finally gave up after 40 minutes. Apparently, the cat food reward for coming inside no longer works. Damn cats. I'm sure Frodo will come when he gets hungry, I'm home today. Just need to pay my rent and shop for groceries and spend the rest of the day relaxing. Post later. Bye!
PS. I took my garbage out to the dumpster and called the cats once more. I turn around and there is Precious following me to the dumpster and then Frodo howled by the opened garage door (I hate people leaving their garage doors open cause there are holes in the back where the cats can squeeze through, but no human can). I clapped my hands and whistled so he found me. They followed me to the back door, but stopped short of going in and took off. Little Buggers. So carried Precious, then Frodo into the stairwell and ran upstairs to encourage going home. They like to race me upstairs. So they gobbled their canned food and relaxing on the balcony. It is so nice today. Post later. Bye!
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