Madison your giant ball of fun
So not too long ago I started my job in the cube world. I thought it was going to be great and I would love not having to deal with money everyday or my whiny cashiers that I had to deal with at good ol' wally world. Well soon enough I learned how cube world works. Let me sweep you up into my world.
It's been a bit slow in cube world as of late. I have been entertaining myself with intensive online book reading. I have almost finished pride and prejudice. I have also learned I cannot stand some of the people I work around voices.
I am often known to throw jellybeans when I am bored and I rant to my fellow cube mates about how much I hate certain voices. I can't help that I am honest.
I just feel like cubicals need to be sound proof I am just saying I find myself interrupting on others conversation because I know the answer and am currently not on a call I live to please.
I reserve the right to add to this review at any time. just sayin
Madison your giant ball of fun
Crushes, what can I saw? Everyone has had one, and a lucky few have had the opportunity to escape the crush zone and move onto the relationship zone. Sadly, I am not one of them because I have Can't Flirt Syndrome. It is a real thing. I am totally blowing smoke, but it should be. Now, on to the stories.
I have had many crushes over the years. Okay, not THAT many. It has been more like six since kindergarten. (This isn't including celebrity crushes. Shout out to Zac Efron for being my first celebrity crush.)
Back to the story. The first little crush I had was when I was in kindergarten. I chased him around the playground and wished he would ask me if I would be his girlfriend.
I was a stupid kindergarten....... Moving on!
The next was my best friend that one turned out interesting.........
Then there was another, C. We will call him C. He the new guy and I practically kissed the ground he walked upon. When you are twelve and the only guys you know are your cousins and the guys you been best friends since forever, you get excited about the "new guy". Sadly, my little preteen heart was crushed under the typical twelve year old drama. He quit talking to me and became friends with another girl.
Then there was another guy. Again more sadness for my preteen heart and a broken friendship for a couple of years. After many heart breaks through out my teen years.(Keep in mind I am still a teen for two more years to go, so,we will see.) I have been reduced to this when ever I develop a crush.
I now prepare for heartbreak.
I'm not a flirty person and this doesn't work in my favor. Most guys joke around with me and talk about farts and if they think they have a chance with a girl that they find hot. They treat me like a little sister instead of a potential date.
And really, who wants to date someone when you treat them like a little sister. Unless you count Sebastian/Jonathan from The Mortal Instruments, but that's not the point. So far in my work life, the only guys that have shown any interest in me have been a guy with a very dry sense of humor and is annoying as crap, old men with long booger pickin' finger nails, two guys that I think were trying to give me their phone number,but I wasn't quiet sure about that, and drum roll please.....
A guy that I thought was kind of normal until he brought up that he might be spending his night watching porn.
My life people. As you can see I reel winners in and since I am incapable of flirtation, I just stare at my crushes from afar and have word vomit when I actually speak to them.
I hope you enjoyed this riveting tale of Emma's love life. If you would love to hear more about my awkward adventures in flirting, just comment below. I am sure I can come up with more awkward scenarios I have been in.
Thanks for reading!
So here is my rant of the day. I went to McKay's Bookstore/CD store/ Games/ everything else in the world, on Saturday. I always know where to go my Aisle. My little piece of geek heaven.
For those that don't know mine and Emma's aisle of Mckay's, it is the young adult/teen whatever you may call it. It is our aisle. We could spend hours and have spent hours just on that one aisle. You think I'm joking...
Anyway I was minding my own business on MY aisle browsing from back to front opposite of my usual pattern because there was two girls standing in the way. I was fine with that but then the LOUD giggling started disturbing my geek haven.
I was like what is going on??? What has happened to my aisle? When Emma and I go to McKay's we say " Have you read this?" "What was that book called?" "Oh look at this" "Read this" or we just grunt in response. There is no stupid giggling on our aisle.
Yeah I was super ill. They were loud and making fun of the books I have read and that was it for me I was done. I tried another aisle and came back and they were gone. I felt like the old man yelling for the hooligans to get out of my yard.
Warning. Stay out of my aisle if you are gonna act like this. You're welcome! Madison
Hi, I am here to talk to you today about Single's Awareness Day aka Valentine's Day.
Okay, so most people love this holiday. They are all giddy,excited, and waiting in anticipation of what they are going to get from their lover.
DId I just use the word lover? yes, I did. At work, we have a "special register" dedicated to Valentine's Day. It is called 'Lover's Lane'. Guess who had to fold streamers together to hang from the ceiling? I did. The person at Bi-LO that openly hates all things pink, red, and white.
I'm okay with those colors any other time of the year, just not around this time.
I have never had a male companion around this time. I guess I had a "boyfriend" two summers ago,but it really didn't count. Neither of us had our license so we didn't go out. The only "date" we went on was with my cousin J and his girlfriend L. We went to see Step Up Revolution.
Back on subject, where was I? Oh right! Me and how I relate to Forever Alone!
Yes, I have never gotten anything from a male on Valentine's Day. Well, I take that back. My Dad got me a chocolate rose one year. It now lives in my drawer with my other stuff I want to keep. Other than that? Zilch. Nada.
Madison, Savannah and I spent last Valentine's Day at the mall and McKays(A used book store).It was quite comical seeing all the herds of sad single girls roaming through the malls. I think what drives me crazy the most is when people post pictures of what their boyfriends/fiances/husbands get them.
They are like "Oh! This year's is smaller than lasts." or "Aww! I love my baby!" This is basically my reaction.
I would be happy to get this
or a crappy box of chocolates. No, I'm not bitter, it just drives me crazy that some girls don't appreciate it when they have good boyfriends that would bend over backward to make them happy.
Let's just say I have hostility toward the date February 14th. Will I ever get over my hate of that date? Maybe. Even if I did have a boyfriend, I hope I would remember that there are a bunch of girls and women out there with no one to buy them flowers, sappy cards, and crappy candy.
To finish up, I would just like to say. Yes, I don't mind looking at your new rings, bracelets, necklaces, stuff animals, and piles of chocolate. Just don't flash it in my face every two seconds. I will go crazy and might scream in your face.
Please enjoy this slide show of ecards and pictures that make me laugh.
If you have a boyfriend/fiance/hubby, I hope you have a great Valentine's Day, but if you are like me. I hope you have some Romantic Comedies and ice cream on hand.
Thank you for reading and leave a comment below!
Ah snow. You and I have a love/hate relationship. I see yes it is all pretty and junk but I work in retail.....I see more people panic than anyone else over bread and milk. When the weatherman predicts snow, my store gets swamped with people coming in to get their milk and bread. In Georgia and Tennessee, people just freak out at the mention of snow.
I come into work (since I work third) and this is what I come into last week.
And also this.
Ice and I don't get along either. We have people out on the roads that can't drive and it's dangerous for people to even be out on the roads.
Another pet peeve was the fact when the ice was melting it was falling outside my door and scaring me to death. I thought there was a zombie outside trying to get me.
Well I hoped you enjoyed my rant!
I am known for being the Grinch around Christmas, but the one thing that makes me miserable is Christmas music.
There are like five Christmas songs known to man and they have hundreds of different versions. When you hear them repeatably like I do, you would want to jump into the radio or PA speakers and choke whomever is singing or making them play.
I don't necessarily hate Christmas,but It gets old once everyone starts celebrating it almost two weeks before Thanksgiving. It is almost a full month of the same songs playing over and over and people dressing their cars up.
Ok, I started out this post wanting to just write about Christmas Music,but I am going to do it about all the things that annoy me about the Christmas season.
1. Christmas Music
I have already told you why.
2. When people dress up their cars.
Ok, I am going to tell you calmly ask you some questions and tell you what I think when you dress up your vehicle.
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!?!?!?! IT DOESN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE A FREAKIN' REINDEER! IS IT SUPPOSED TO MAKE PEOPLE HAPPY? IS IT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME SMILE AND NOT WANT TO RUN YOU OFF THE ROAD? WELL, GUESS WHAT?!?! IT DOESN'T WORK!
What I want to do is pull a Mission Impossible and hang out the window and pull the stupid antlers and nose off.
3. People that put their Christmas tree up before Thanksgiving.
I just don't understand how people can stand them before Thanksgiving? My dear, lovely Mother puts it up the day after Thangsgiving and I am already sick of it.
Last,but certainly not least number four
4. Santa Claus/Ole' Saint Nick/ Whatever the crap you call him
Madison and I just had a thought yesterday. If Santa were real,he would probably be on the FBI's Most Wanted List. He commits the crimes of breaking and entering and stalking. He stalks people all year and once a year he breaks into countless people's houses. The songs tells about his stalking tendencies. "He sees you when your sleeping. He knows when your awake." STALKING!!! As for the breaking and entering, how else does he get into your house?
We also came to the conclusion that "Santa's Little Helpers" ,the elves, are children that didn't leave out their annual offering or sacrifice to Santa and he kidnapped them.
I hope you enjoy your Christmas and I hope you or your children or neighbors or dog's friend's neighbor' cousin's ex-best-friend doesn't get kidnapped by Ole Saint Nick.
So from me to you, Merry Christmas.
Ok,People, I have a confession that I'm not really ashamed of. I could really scream it from the rooftop,but I will settle for caps. I HATE CAMOUFLAGE!! But Emma! You live in the South. Everyone wears camo! Right after babies come out of the womb, Dads put camo on their little boys! How could you not like it?
The truth is is that it is so common here that I hate it. Plus, I told you in my rant about cowboy boots ( see here_) that I have a story. Okay, so it was a double date with my cousin and my friend. No, I did not go on a date with my cousin. I am not in Alabama.Anyways, the guy shows up in a camo shirt after I spent forever getting all prettied up....
I had already hated camo,but that is the straw thta broke the camel's back. Needless to say we didn't go on anymore dates,but it was not because he wore camo. I now hate all things camo.
Well, I don't hate all things camo. I don't mind it as longa s you are in the Armed Forces.
That is cool....
This is not.
I hope you enjoyed my rant.
Cowboy boots.....I hate them. All the little boys at my church wear them. Even my little sister has a pink pair,but those don't bother me as much because she is my sister and she can pull anything off like me.
Bahaha! We know that isn't true!
If you own a ranch, have a horse, or are a true cowboy(like Tucker Avery from Unearthly. Totally drool worthy.) then you are allowed to wear them.
Why would you want to wear these??
I don't understand this..
Ladies, why would you wear them to your wedding day? Don't you want to look pretty on your wedding day? This is not pretty.
On guys this is ok. I actually like this.
Not this... Yuck.
That is another topic for another day. Cowboy boots pulls out my pyromaniac side.
I hope you enjoyed my little rant.
This is more of something I have in result of hating traffic....Road Rage. I suffer from a severe case of it.. Ask any of my friends. It's bad.
I yell especially when people won't get out of my way cause everyone where I live is an absolute moron and can't drive!!! why wouldn't I be mad on the road?? Like Damon here. I am justified!
For instance today....I was driving home with my sister and everyone puts on their brake lights and I yell "WHO IS DRIVING???" meaning the people in front of me. My sister's reply "YOU ARE!" A few minutes later I yell again "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE??" "who do you think you are collecting your jar of hearts??" Yes just a small example.
Nothing gets me more mad than driving in traffic. Or worse stuck on a road where I can't pass and the guy is going 15 mph. See Klaus agrees too!
Oh and cut me off.....
This rant was brought to you by Madison.
Okay, so ankle boots are the current trend. Like most of the trends I hate them. I mean what is the point of them?!?! They aren't boots,they aren't heels and they aren't tennis shoes. WHAT ARE THEY!?!?!?!
I honestly don't know why but I just don't like them. I especially hate it when people wear them with short dresses/ skirts
I really wish I knew why I hate them,but I don't. My eye just starts twitching every time I see a girl running around with ankle boots and something short on.
The only time it is okay for you to wear them (in my book)is when you wear them with pants. Like this...
not like this...
Note how the pants fully cover the top of the boot. This a ankle boot. Google says it is. Anything Google says is the truth.
At the conclusion of my anti-ankle boot rant please watch the anti-ankle boot slide show. I found these online and thought they were to "beautiful" not to share.