The Middle Earth Rant

Alright, I thought that I should tell you guys about something that has been a part of my life for the last several years that I have been doing with my siblings for the last several years.  And nope, it has nothing to do with Monday.  I just found that picture and thought it was hysterical.

So, in my house growing up, before you could watch the Lord of the Rings movies (since they came first), you had to read the books.  But, before you could read the Lord of the Rings, you had to read The Hobbit ahead of that.  It was such a process to watch a couple of movies.  The first time I watched the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, it was with my parents and older siblings.  No talking, just watching.  As the years went on, and my younger siblings read the books and joined in the fun.    And when I say fun, I mean fun!

My younger sister has a very similar type of sense of humor to me: dry, witty, and sarcastic.  We watch the Hobbit movies and the Lord of the Rings, the witticisms fly like nobody’s business!  I keep saying we need to film ourselves watching them, because nobody would believe us otherwise.  We make each other laugh and/or what we say, fits with the moment in the movie.  We nail it every time.  And it’s not like we watch the movies all the time.  We space them out, and only try to watch them once or twice a year because they take up so much time.  But, I will say this: if I didn’t watch these movies with my younger sister and younger brother, I wouldn’t enjoy half as much.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Lazy Day

So, I a happy person today because I had yesterday off, and today off, and tomorrow off, and Thursday off, and Friday off.  I’m also off from my restaurant job on Friday night and Saturday night.  I’m as free as a little bird, and I’m so happy!  I can catch up this and my novel writing.  I can also finish watching “The Defenders” on Netflix.

To the world, I will be doing nothing.  To me, I will be doing everything important.  It will be nice to wake up when I want to, and not when the alarm decides to buzz.  I answer to myself for the rest of the week, and it will be nice.  I hope that everyone else also has a good week, whether they’re working or not.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Fraud: It’s Terrifyingly Real

Alright, this particular post is not going to be a ‘poking fun at people’ or an ‘advice list’.  This is a story that I wish hadn’t happened to me.

On Friday last week, after I was done having fun at my soiree for work, and had said goodbye to my coworkers, I was driving home to prepare to visit my sister’s apartment.  As I was driving, my phone rang and I answered it.  It was a recording saying that the IRS had found a miscalculation on my taxes, and an arrest warrant was pending for me.  To say I was a little freaked, would be an understatement.  I got home, called the number, and asked what the f*ck was going on.  I spoke to an Indian man, who threatened me if I told anyone what was going on, and if I hung up the phone.

I was afraid for myself and my family.  They told me that I owed them over $2,000 and that I had to pay everything right then and there.  I had never heard of this type of fraud before, and I was able to persuade them that if they called me back in an hour, I would have the money.  In that space of time, I told my parents and my elder sister.  They said it was a scam and to tell them to go screw themselves.  My younger sister and I drove to our elder sister’s apartment, and during the drive, the scammers tried to call me over ten times.  At one point, my sister told me to answer the phone.  I did, and she said, “Go f*ck yourself!”  I hung up a split second later.  They tried again, and I ignored it.

When we arrived at my sister’s, they tried again, and I ignored it again and again.  Finally, my older sister took my phone, answered, and said a whole slew of things that I will not go into detail on.  They tried calling me again on Saturday, but I ignored it.  I called my bank, put a few of my cards on fraud watch, cancelled my current debit card and ordered a new one, and put a complaint on FTC Complaint Assistant.

I feel better now that I’m pretty sure my money is safe, but the feeling I was experiencing on Friday, was fear.  These people… these animals, get something from terrorizing innocents.  They take their money and possibly, ruin their lives.  I’m not a rich person.  I don’t have money to throw around.  If they had succeeded, there was a good chance I never would have recovered.  I was afraid that day.  I never want to experience fear like that again.  People like them deserve to be arrested and put away for good.  Or worse.  I’m not a forgiving person.  It’s not in my nature.  And when people make me feel fear, I feel weak.  I don’t like feeling weak.

Just know that if you get a call like that, and somebody threatens you and tries to take what’s yours, stand up for yourself.  Make them feel fear.  Let the inner beast out and you will not only save your assets and future, you will also save your pride.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Last Day! Whoo Hoo!

This one is going to be quick because… today is my last day!

The schedule is short because I only have one doctor, and my coworkers want to take me out for a parting drink after work.  I am feeling a little sad to say goodbye to people who have been very supportive of me the last three years.  With a few exceptions, I’ve liked working with them, and will be upset that I won’t be working with them like I used to.

I cleaned up my desk area yesterday.  It was a smidge depressing, but mostly fun.  I like organizing and it was good to see certain cluttered areas get de-cluttered.  Another thing to pick my spirits up, what girl can say no to a drink with some funny ladies?

And on that note, it’s been real!

They Will Miss Me

This week, is my last week at my office doing my job to full capacity.  People were dropping a lot of hints last week, but now, I’m really starting to feel the pressure.  Why, you ask?  Because all of a sudden the little projects are piling up.  On Monday, everybody was all, “You’re almost done.”

My response, “Yes!” (with gusto)

My manager either keeps saying, “Do you love me?” or “Could you do me a favor?”  Right before she hands me either a stack of papers, or a hurriedly scrawled note.  I sigh, shake my head, and get the work done.  Today and tomorrow are my last days there as a full time employee.  After Friday, I get two weeks off before I come back as a part timer.  I’m feeling a little sad that I won’t be seeing certain people as often as I used to.  I said goodbye to my one doctor and his assistant yesterday evening when we finished.  They will both be gone today and tomorrow.  They are both so funny and I’m very attacked to them.  I told my doctor not to make me cry.  He just smiled and told me I would do great in school.

I have mixed emotions about going back to school.  On one side, I’m not very nervous because I’ve been working with the basic material for the last three years, I just haven’t been doing that kind of work.  On the other side, I’m asking myself, “Why are you going back to school?  You graduated like four years ago.”  I just hope that I can be the prodigy my office believes me to be.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Philosophy of Phrases

The power of words is not to be underestimated.  I work with words, and I have coined many phrases that my coworkers now associate with me.  I have a reason for why I say them, and I’m pretty sure if I look back through my memory, I could find when I quoted them.

Phrase #1: I hate humanity – now, when I say that, I don’t hate all humanity.  When I say that, I only apply it to stupid people.  Regretfully, it seems to apply to the majority of people.

Phrase #2: Never underestimate the stupidity of humanity – this phrase spouted out of my mouth probably from working in the restaurant.  I always tell my coworkers that when they are baffled by stupid people.  It fits!  It’s poetic almost.  You should use it sometime when somebody asks you why are people so dumb.

Phrase #3: Ah, mortals! – I just said that because I like to pretend I’m Loki, and he obviously looks down on mortals.  Me?  I look down on stupid people.

Now I know this probably makes me look like I hate people, but I don’t.  I’m fine with humanity, it’s people I can’t stand ~ Linus Van Pelt.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Stupid Questions: Special Edition

Okay, remember how your teacher always says, “There’s never such a thing as a stupid question”?  Well… She was lying.  She just said that to spare your feelings.  Stupid questions are normally asked by stupid people.  I am discounting children because they are children, and still have much to learn.  But, we should be surprised by the enormous amount of stupid questions that are asked by adults.  Sadly, we aren’t.

At my doctor’s office, stupid questions from grown ups are exorbitant.  Almost to the point of idiocy.  Oh, wait… it’s already there.  Our office is very busy, and I very, very, VERY rarely have room in my schedule for a walk-in.  But, I get them often.  Sometimes they are new patients, who have an ’emergency’, and need to be seen immediately.  Please understand that doctors are very busy people and as I mentioned above, very infrequently do they have time to deal with walk-in Schmoes.  Now, maybe that’s because I’m at the front and I rule my land with an iron fist.  Apparently, a few years before I came along, our doctors would see the off-the-street nimrod, and throw off their schedules for the rest of the day.  Look at it this way: if they were meant to see every man who happened by, then schedules would be irrelevant.

I love when I’m on the phone, and I get people saying, “I just need the doctor to check my bleeding gums.  I don’t need an appointment for that, do I?”

I blink a couple of times, restart my brain, and refrain from saying, “On what planet is that okay?!”  One day, a patient’s mother was complaining for her child, and said she needed an appointment as early in the morning as possible.  I said, “Sorry ma’am, but the earliest I have is (such and such a time) with (Dr. Lecter).”

“Oh, that’s not early enough.”

“Well, that’s the only one I’ve got.”

“Can’t the doctor come in early?”  NO!  No, no… no… and… NO!  The doctors come in according to the hours they’ve set for themselves, not whenever you ring your little bell, Queen Victoria!  One of the straws that broke the camel’s back, was a patient who cancelled her appointment, and wanted to reschedule.  These people are always the worst, because they cancel last minute, then they want the unattainable slots: early morning, or late evening.  She cancelled her appointment, and I honestly told her that availability for an evening appointment was slim to none, and she was looking at rescheduling her appointment in another six months.

“Well, can you move somebody else and put me there?”  Are you retarded?!  Were you born with a silver spoon in your mouth as well as your *ss?!  I firmly told her that I could not do that.  “Oh, well somebody did it for me once.”

“Well, I can’t.”  She hung up in a huff, but I did not let her intimidate me.  I get asked stupid questions at least a couple of times a week, and they annoy and amuse me in equal parts.  That’s how close I am to either laughing or crying.

And on that note, it’s been real!