The (no so) Young & The Restless - the story continues

Woke up at 6:00 wide awake which isn't too bad for me as I am always wont to get up before dawn. I've been an early riser for as long as I remember and no matter how late I stay up I still wake at about the same time. I guess you'd say I was a morning person. The bad part about this is that I despise the upcoming daylight savings time change. Instead of being wide awake at 6:00 I'll be rolling out of the sack at 5:00. Yippee. It'll take me until just about when DST rolls around again for me to get used to it and then the cycle will start all over again. Thank God for coffee.

Nothing too exciting to report except that I got my PSA blood work results back and they were very good. A .8 out of 4 which in prostate terms = a healthy me. Laughingly my doctor said to remember that the more often a man ejaculates the lower his chances are of an enlarged prostate. Are you listening to this T? I have been referred to a Urologist for a thorough annual exam and while I'm not looking forward to having a stranger prodding & probing in my nether region I'll do what I have to in order to stay free of the disease that killed my father, all my uncles, and is now slowly killing my brother. If you're over 40 and Prostate Cancer runs in your family then you need to be a man, Gurl, and keep yourself checked out. Like breast cancer this is one of the most curable types of cancer. Besides not many men relish the idea of having their boys cut off. Think about it.

Well, Hazel was a no-show yesterday. I'm beginning to think that hiring her wasn't such a good idea. After paging her to find out what was up she called (2 hours later) and told me she was having car troubles. This was her excuse last time. Strike two, Missy. One more time and you're out. Supposable she's coming today and it's "on the house" but I'm not holding my breath.

Finally, after over 6 weeks, I'll have real window treatments in my bedroom. Ever since the re-do of this room started I've been hanging an comforter up over the big windows and it's getting old. According to the seamstress they'll be hung Thursday. Of course she said this last week too. I've decided to believe her this time. God, I can be a pushover.

Speaking of service people who don't respond as promised. For almost a year now I've been trying to get gutters installed over my garage. I call and the gutter man promises. I could call another company but this guy is the best and I don't want crappy looking gutters on the front of my new house. There is something about this city that makes getting people who offer a service to actually perform said service. It's so damn laid back here and everyone would rather be out on the golf course or over at the beach than actually working. So tell me how is it that one can afford to play golf and have weekend places at the beach if they refuse to work? Jeeze.

I have back to back appointments at work. An older guy is building a home 2 doors down from his (younger) girlfriend. They're each spending some major bucks on the homes so the appointments should be interesting and profitable. He is from Greece and has this whole macho attitude regarding women. And me, not being one to see a woman stepped on/over, well I've have made it a point to direct any and all questions to the girlfriend. I love how this pisses him off just a bit. It's funny how so far he's tried butting in every single conversation with "his opinion" and I keep right on talking to the woman like he isn't there. When we signed all the paperwork I stopped once in the middle of it and told him "that the process will go a whole lot faster if he'd keep his questions regarding his own home until the end and please let me finish up hers." I looked directly at her and told him that she seemed more than capable of making decisions on her own accord. Talk about if looks could kill. But the guy has no choice but to do what I say. There is a major shortage of housing in this city and unless he wants me to invoke the builders right to cancel his contract he'll shut up and show his girlfriend a tad more respect. I just love my job. I really do.

Staying on the subject of arrogance: In the circle of blogs that I read there has been a turn of events that saddens me. Out of the blue this person shows up out of nowhere and begins harassing people on their own blogs. For the life of me I can't understand why someone would waste their time going out of their way to hurt or belittle someone. I suppose it's a self-esteem issue or a way to attract attention to themselves and their own blog. Whatever the reason I really find it sad that someone can't have enough respect for themselves or other people so as not to intentionally cause trouble. And people are buying in to it which is even more disturbing. I've seen some pretty mean spirited attacks on some really decent people lately and it just bothers me.

This saying by Thomas Brackett Reed pretty much sums up my opinion of an antagonist -- "They never open their mouths without subtracting from the sum of human knowledge."


ella m. said...

Point me in the direction of the offending commentor and I'll do my best to smite him/her.

I had to do it once before for someone else and they got the golden shovel via the blogger abuse clause.

Pookie65 said...

Awwww Ella ya big doll. No one's said anything to/about me but it's a lot of others. I intentionally didn't post links because I feel why play into the egos of these kind of people. No time for drama in blog land....there's enough in real life.

So, do we get to see the hair cut?

Scott said...

Thank you for reminding me about the DST change... I am so absent minded at time.
I wish I loved my job as much as you love yours. You have power, you know it, and you make straight men squirm *LOVE IT*
I also really like that quote, one for my mental files :D
Peace ~ S

doris said...

That must be scary knowing that all the men in your fanily have died or are dying from prostrate cancer. At least you have learned from them. So keep that ole sack exercised and empty :-)

As for the horrid commenters I think the best thing is for the blog owners to quietly delete those messages without making any reference to them. It's the way to deal with flamers.

Take care :-)

Qivan said...

I get the occasional angry comment, but usually they're so out there, I find them funny. I thought the clocks change the end of October or maybe it's different in Canada.

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Petunia McGillicuddy said...

I noticed some creepy posters recently but even though they were very rude and shocking, I couldn't help but also find them rather fascinating and funny. It takes a special kind of wacko to articulate what most people don't even admit to themselvess that they are thinking, you know? Still, that same energy could be diverted to something actually good...

pookie you are really cool. I remember when I first found your blog and I LOVED your take on things, but I totally figured you were too snarky you know to like me. I felt intimidated. it's been a nice surprise to see how supportive you are, especially of people of the female persuasion. you are truly a sweetiepie.

Pookie65 said...

Petunia who can turn the world on with ehr smiel: Can you believe I actually had to Goole "snarky"? No clue what it was. (I really am a blonde at heart)