Some peoples kids! You would think by retirement age they would grow up, be considerate, roll with the punches or just be understanding. Instead many just get more and more selfish and demanding and stupid.
The weather has been unseasonable cold. Having lived in Canada I consider winter here to be somewhat mild. However, it feels a lot like Canada this winter. We had a water leak that ran into a couple of open parking spots in quest parking. Rocky put salt on it yesterday and it melted. This morning he and another maintenance man where trying to find the source of the leak. More ice had developed. It wasn’t enough that the men were outside in the cold and icy weather Joyce came along to give them grief for the ice and explain how dangerous it was and that it should have been fixed yesterday.
The ice was not located in any direct path to anywhere important. While it was near the garage door, it blocked nothing. Men were outside presently trying to correct the problem, but Joyce found it necessary to go on and on about what they should have done yesterday and why it was a top priority and demand to know what took them so long. After all she parked near there and could have gotten hurt.
She made Rocky so mad he had to walk away to keep from giving her what-for right then and there. He tried multiple times to get her to be quiet and move along. She continued ranting about the obvious. If there didn’t know about the problem, why were they there fixing it.
What is wrong with people? Who died and put them in charge? Why do some think their priorities ought to be everyone’s priorities? Why would it be against the law to put masking tape over the mouths of these people?
I have had dealings with this woman and try to leave when I see her coming. She is confused by everything. She asks the dumbest questions. She pries into things not her concern. In other words she is a pain in the _ _ _.
They are installing a card swipe system for our garage door. It presently works off radio waves, but there are so many strong radio systems in the area that create problems for our door that it must be operated electronically. That is why there will be a change. No one knows why it has taken so long to find this out, but Joyce demanded an explanation. She also wanted to know: 1) would we have to get out of our car to operate it? (There is not enough room in the garage for everyone to park and her spot is outside). 2) Would her arm get wet? (Since she parks outside, her whole body will get wet). (3) Would we still use our present door buttons? (She does not have an opener). 4) And my favorite — would there be more spaces inside the garage? They shoot horses don’t they?
Like I say, some people’s kids. I assume she was always out to lunch, one fry short of a happy meal, one card short of a full deck. She has most likely always been confused. Her husband was no doubt extremely frustrated. All I know is that she is driving Rocky and many others crazy. When she says these things she looks totally bewildered. Maybe she really is, but is she also blind? Must she harass a person to do a job they are doing?
It’s a weird world after all (Sing to the tune of It’s a Small World).
2 comments:
Some people’s kids !~! So few people around here say that; where did you and I pick it up? What do we have in common?
I lived my early years near Valley Forge, where I often asked, “If Washington froze toes off 200 Years ago, what in heaven’s name are we doing here Now?” Moving in the early 70’s to South Florida where I lived until 2000. Relocated to Northern California (SF Bay Area).
Where are you from or still living?
I grew up in Nebraska, went to school in Saskatchewan, Canada, spent 28 years in Oregon and now live in The Seattle area of Washington. My family is originally from Kansas. I find myself saying more and more of my parents expressions. I didn't say them more of my life, but they keeping popping in my head quite often now. I think I'm becoming my father. I look like him. laugh like him and walk like him. I've got a whole lot more where that came from, but can't think of want when I want to. Weird.
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