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November 22 I need a STOP buttonWell I'm back after almost a week of silence. I've been cramming my head off for the second of two ballbuster accounting tests, and it has taken every ounce of my focus and energy to prepare myself. I managed to get an A on the first test, but I really struggled through the second part of the course that covered adjustments, which is what this last test was based on, so who knows how I fared this time around. I'll be happy with a pass, although I hope to get a B because it is worth 25% of my total mark! Eeek!
Keep yer fingers crossed for me peeps!
So for those of you who have been following, I am now a 3X Veteran Auntie, with three new nieces: Ashley turned one month old on Nov. 18th, and twin poppets Abigail and Avery made their debut on Nov. 14th. I am up to my eyeballs in pink and lovin' every minute of it. I'm flying down to Hot Springs, AR on Dec. 27th to offer Pam some assistance until I return home Jan. 8th. I just can't wait!
Auntie Biz is comin' babies!
OK, time for some rants. I am adding some new items to my Suck List:
SUPERCENTRES SUCK!!!
I went and checked out our new Supercentre the other day. It was the single most frustrating experience of my life. I wanted microwave popcorn, so I went to the snacks aisle. I found THREE snacks aisles: one for regular snacks, one for organic snacks and one for PC brand snacks!!! WTF??? Amazingly enough there was NO microwave popcorn in any of the above-mentioned aisles! I was there for fifteen minutes and hadn't found anything on my list. I wasn't about to waste time asking an associate, as they all looked just as dazed and confused as I was, so I left and went to the old Atlantic and Pacific, where I know EXACTLY where to find everything I need. I was in and out within twenty minutes. Super-Schmooper...
CHRISTMAS MALL SHOPPERS SUCK!!!
Working at the mall, you really get to notice a change in the crowds come holiday time. Shoppers evolve into retarded, inconsiderate and rude idiots right before your very eyes. They walk right in front of you as if you aren't even there (I don't move for these people...I plow right into them); they rush towards the cash so they get there before you; they don't hold the elevator - they watch nonchalantly as you hurry along, then let the doors close in your face; they don't know how to say 'excuse me' when they walk right in between you and the person you are talking to; they stand right up against the back of you in line, often touching you; they let you hold the door for them and then breeze by ignoring you as if you were the doormat (I'm known to chirp 'You're welcome!' as they pass by). It drives me absolutely NUTS the rudeness, when being polite is so incredibly easy. Honestly people, I know you're stressed, but your ignorant and self-absorbed behaviour is a big part of the reason why everyone is so stressed!!! Youth crime is another major concern year-round at my mall, however it always seems to get worse around Christmas. The other day a retailer operating a kiosk near the food court had her purse stolen from her when she was just three feet away helping a customer. As if that wasn't bad enough the inbred little perps found her car keys inside and went around the parking lot clicking the remote until one of the cars lit up and beeped announcing its location. They had a nice little joyride as well. Unfortunately the mall security is pathetic, which is why we typically have so much crime there, and the local police have no time to handle the millions of incidents of car theft, so the youngsters do learn that they can get away with stuff.
COLLEGE CAMPUS DRIVERS SUCK!!!
Tonight before class I was almost killed by two cars at the same crosswalk! One had to slam on his brakes to miss me as I stepped out from the curb, and another just kept on going through the crossing, missing me by inches. You would think the big, red octagonal-shaped signs with the word STOP on them might have tipped them off, but guess on campus those signs are just optional!
OK...this is the ONLY time it's okay not to yield to a pedestrian
And if any of my employees should stumble upon my blog, this one's for you guys...
MY EMPLOYEES SUCK!!!
Don't get me wrong, I have some AMAZING guys who go to work and kick ass for my customers (you know who you are, and thank you!), but there are a huge chunk of ne'er-do-wells and lazy ass trailer park trash on my list who come in to the office and waste over three hours of my time getting enrolled to get on the available list, and cry the blues because we don't have the job of their dreams waiting for them, then make up every excuse in the book to not go to or stay at work (go ahead: name an excuse, I've heard it again and again. I'll tell you there are a lot of dying grandmas in my city). They would rather sit at home, drink beer and collect social assistance than grab some responsibility and integrity and earn an honest living for themselves. Instead, us hard-working taxpayers get to pick up the tab. It is literally like pulling teeth to get these guys (and girls) to complete an assignment without pulling off or no-showing for work, and I'm getting so sick of it. Well losers, Christmas is coming, and I'm not signing any more letters for social workers trying to make it look as if you really are pounding the pavement when you are actually not at all interested in working. You can try to make it through the holidays on couch change for all I care.
And that's what kind of week it's been in Bizzyland. I'm off to battle the boneheads and do some Christmas shopping. American Thanksgiving is coming up, so a Happy Thanksgiving to all my Yankee homies. As much as I love this time of year, I'll be glad when all the hubbub is over...
November 03 ViolatedTonight I am PISSED beyond hope because I just found out why my 'puter has been running so slow lately, crashing all the time, and allowing annoying popups. I have the trojan spyware 'When U Save' that my Mickey Mouse antivirus/antispyware program cannot detect or delete. So I guess I have to spend a BIZILLION dollars to get strong enough software to flush the f**ker out. B-E-A-utiful.
 So I've decided I'm going to become a shady computer hacker geek. I will develop and perfect the most flawless, insidious spyware ever, and keep it in storage whilst I work on creating the only antidote that will work to remove it. Then, once I have done this, I will release my evil spyware upon the eCommunity and simultaneously advertise my State of the Art Insidious Spyware Remover on the internet the very same day. All I would have to do then is sit back, rub my scaly palms together, and wait for the orders to come flooding in.
   You hackers are a sorry lot and you really need to get a life already!
October 25 Let's try this again...I had a feeling I was going to lose this post when the site started acting up tonight. Fortunately Bizzy had the foresight to highlight and copy the entire thing in HTML to a blank Word document just in case. HA! MSN you can EAT MY SHORTS!
I think I'm coming down with a cold. My throat is scratchy and swollen. I am sneezing more than usual. Shite I HATE BEING SICK. Worst thing is I won't be able to hang with my baby niece until I'm better.
 I'm gonna miss that little punkinhead.I don't have much to blog about tonight, except to GLOAT that I got an A on the accounting test I wrote last week. Booyeah! I rock. Seriously, considering that I raced through it so I could get back to the hospital before Jen's baby was born. I really thought I had some kind of attention deficit problem that would prevent me from being successful in a course like this...who knew? However it is getting tougher as the semester progresses, so I should just keep my big mouth shut. We are now dealing with adjustments, which is supposed to be incredibly difficult to master.
What else? Oh Mike and I went to the Landlord Self Help Centre AGM last night at Metro Hall. It was very enlightening, and basically just reiterated the pathetic fact that as a landlord I am SCREWED when it comes to evicting a tenant. It is apparently near impossible to evict, no matter how terrible your tenant may be. One poor woman who owns a duplex unit was telling me that she has a 'sacred cow' tenant who is really causing her problems. The person is such a professional malicious tenant that lawyers refuse to accept any case in which this woman is involved. She knows all the ins and outs of the legislation and is making this poor gal's life HELL. I should really thank my lucky stars that I only have an obnoxious, loud, promiscuous and irresponsible single mother sucking as much money as she can off the system in my basement who is (hopefully) leaving quietly on her own at the end of November!
OK what's the dealio: I logged in today only to find that all the formatting on my site had disappeared leaving only text on the screen as though it was in SAFE mode? WTF? And where has everyone gone? It looks like MTCutie and Abigail have been deleted? None of us are safe! Get an account at myblogsite.com people while you can!!!
I am Ozzy and the annoying little green frog is MSN
Hey fellow office nerds and overly ambitious yuppies...would you like to get up to speed on all the latest office slang? Check out Peabody's blog here to educate yourself on some of the latest career colloquialisms courtesy: some other dude called Barry. Too muckin' futch.
OK well for some reason none of the pics I am posting here tonight are showing up, so I'm guessing I have exceeded my bandwidth, and my welcome, on this site today. I'm off to bed now to knock myself out with NyQuil. Later days yo'.
July 20 No longer a slave to my hairdresser...Know what really pisses Bizzy off? When people don't do the considerate things like call to advise you that your appointment has been cancelled because your hairdresser had to leave work to attend to a family emergency. I am currently driving over a half hour out of town to get my hair done. Why, you ask??? Because Rochelle is the ONLY ONE in the region who knows how to do it the way I like. We went to beauty school together, and I trust her implicitly. So anyway, I had to cut my personal training session at the gym short tonight so that I could whip out of town to make my hair appointment. As I was running a few minutes late, I called when I was about five minutes away to say I'd be there shortly.
"Oh...sorry we didn't have your number and couldn't reach you," said the voice on the other end. "Rochelle had a family emergency today and had to leave."
"Uhh, well I sure hope there's someone else there that can cut my hair today, as I've driven over half an hour for this appointment."
"Yeah...about that...you see, there's only one other stylist in tonight, and she's all booked up. (LONG, SILENT PAUSE) I'm really sorry."
Now, call Bizzy a whack job, but considering that Rochelle really did have a family emergency, and was likely too frantic to think to tell the girls what my last name was so they could look me up in the phone book to call and cancel, I would have either A) called in an extra girl to replace me, in the event that any of my customers would still like their hair done, or B) TAKEN MY BLOODY PHONE NUMBER DOWN LIKE MOST OTHER FRIKKIN' HAIR SALONS!!!
Sigh, so I begin a quest to find a new, LOCAL hairdresser. So long Ro Ro...I'll not be a slave to you anymore!
 Bizzy would like to thank everyone who took part in my POLL OF THE DAY yesterday! The results are in...
A whopping 75% of those polled* felt that email breakups are
"COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE"
The remaining 25% felt that it was acceptable to eDitch someone, so long as you followed up with a phone call
Bizzy sends kisses galore to those who took part. I LUVS YA ALL!!! Muaaaaahhhh.
*only FOUR Spacers responded to my poll! What's up with THAT??? Am I the only one around here who actually likes polls??? Sheesh! July 17 Grrrr!Trying to add pics to my photo album of Dad, but stupid MSN won't let me! WTF???
Ozzy => ME, Kermit => MSN
Gotta hit the hay...Mum is coming by at 9:30am sharp to pick me up for our treadmill session at the gym. Haven't been in four days, so I'm way due. After the workout, we are going to take Dad out to lunch. Pam wasn't home for Father's Day or his birthday, so it is kind of going to be a combo occasion celebration. He likes Applebee's, so that's where we're going. I just hope the kids behave well.
Had a bit of a breakdown today. Mum and Pam convinced me to come over for a pep talk. Mum just lives two blocks over, so I asked Josh if he would be okay if I just went over for an hour to visit. Tyssen was already in bed, and Carrie was downstairs sleeping. He said he'd be fine, but I called him about twenty minutes after I got to Mum's and he said he was scared, so I came home. Felt better tho after a quick talk with m'girls. I know I'll be fine, I just have to make a conscious effort not to become jaded and down on myself. Here's some funny kitty stuff I found...
Seriously...who thinks this stuff up???
"All dawgs must DIE!"
And I'm outtie!
June 28 Rudeness!OK so what's with rude people? What makes people so inconsiderate???
Today I had arranged to meet with one of my biggest customers. It is a difficult account to manage, with higher-than-average turnover and WSIB claims coming out the yin-yang. I am constantly on the phone with these people trying to troubleshoot their staffing needs and provide them with the amount of staff they need, which changes daily --> micromanagement at its best.
So today, my colleague and I made an appointment to meet with the main contact for this account. We wanted to do an introduction and icebreaker as he had just returned to work from a medical leave, and I was now looking after this account and hadn't met him yet. He confirmed with us that 2:45pm to 3pm would be an acceptable time for him to spend a few moments with us.
We arrived on site at 2:45pm sharp. The receptionist called his extension to tell him we were here for our appointment. We waited....and waited....and waited. FORTY-FIVE MINUTES later, we finally asked the woman at the desk if she wouldn't mind calling him again to see if he wanted to reschedule our appointment. He hadn't come out of his office, or notified her that he was still in a meeting. He made no attempt at apologizing for the delay, and only responded to his receptionist's call by confirming that we should try to make it for another day. No concern WHATSOEVER that he had wasted our precious time.
Jackass...
Shortly after arriving back at the office, he called to ask that we please send him five more workers for the afternoon shift, as he was busy and had some last-minute call-ins to replace. I told him I'd get working on it right away, and he managed a quick 'thanks' before hanging up. NO mention of our scheduled appointment, the reason for his inability to see us, an "I'm sorry about that", "KISS MY ASS".....NOTHING.
Figlio de putana...
This pisses me off because I can't STAND the blatant disrespect. I know we're just reps from the temp agency, but what it takes sometimes to get out to visit customers makes we wonder why we even bother.
 AAAAANYHOW...I've given that clown enough of my time and energy! i'd like to take him to THE CLEANERS...
...and this is the place right next door...
LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
Well, I got a call at the office from the nursing home today where my Dad lives. They told me he took a reaction after returning from dialysis, and was non-responsive for half an hour. They were thinking they might have to send him to the hospital. He actually hasn't had a diabetic reaction in a long time, and I guess they panic a bit more now because he is so very ill. I called them again later, and they said he came around, but was refusing his dinner, which is the only thing that was going to keep his sugars up. I tried to talk to him, but he wasn't responding because he had gone to sleep. He gets very tired after having a reaction. When I hung up the phone they had gotten him to take some cranberry juice.
I know that the day my Dad leaves us is drawing near. I wish my life wasn't so busy and hectic so that I could spend more time with him. My biggest fear is that he will go before his first grandchildren are born (mine aren't his blood, as I was adopted) or we have a chance to say goodbye.
Well, tomorrow is the Last Day of School. The kids will be going with their Dad for a week and a half, so the house will be quiet until July 10th when they return. Two weeks after that they will be back with their Dad for the entire month of August. I might get them for a weekend that month and take them to the EX or something. Then before we know it, school will be back on again.
My how fast life goes when you're BIZZY! June 27 Report Card DayThe public school system pisses me off...
From the time our children are born, they grow and develop at their own pace: some are walking by 9 months, some not until 14. They are lovingly encouraged to take that first step, whenever it may happen, and are enthusiastically applauded when they finally reach that milestone.
Then before they know it, they are thrown into a school system that forces them to assimilate to the 'norm'. If their learning and academic development doesn't match up with that of their average peer, they are deemed 'slow' or 'behavioural', or may be labeled as having a learning disability. They may be made to feel as if they are not as good as their classmates, and suffer from low self-esteem.
Well I'm not buying into it anymore.
I will attend the school meetings and listen to the teacher gripe about how hard it is to teach my child, etc., etc., but I will NOT let myself believe for ONE SECOND that my child is slow or otherwise problematic.
Until the day comes when I a) win a lottery or b) a wealthy relative that I didn't know about leaves me a huge sum of money upon his/her death, and I can afford to hire a personal tutor for my children, I will be forced to endure the trials of this ridiculous system.
I just hope my kids come out of it unscathed. June 15 The week just keeps getting better...Well, I was stupid enough to get into a car accident today. On the upside, we had a surprise gift sent to us at work from one of the employees. It was someone with whom we have had little to no contact with recently, so it came as a complete surprise June 12 I'm so TIRED...zzzzzzzzzzzAs much as I adore my children, it is SO NICE to get out of the house for awhile! Especially after the day of hell they just put me through. I have never witnessed two children fight, bicker, tease, and scream at each other as much as my two do. I can only hope it will improve as they get older. Andy made me a wicked meal of curried pork tenderloin on brown rice with banana, coconut, peanuts and apple. I'm telling you, the man missed his calling! We had our chocolate-dipped strawberries for dessert, and cuddled up on the couch to watch The Village. I've been wanting to see it for some time now. Probably not one of Shyamalan's best films, but definitely worth watching. I TOTALLY did not see those twists coming!!! Oh and speaking of the strawberries...ignore what I said before about adding the cream to the melted chocolate: it totally flopped when I tried it! It was the first time I tried this recipe, and I'm not impressed. Just melt the chocolate chips and dunk the berries in. It will be thick, so you have to muck around with it a bit. Sonya was supposed to come over this morning to trade a massage for a haircut. I guess she forgot. Oh well, I don't really have the ambition to work this morning anyway. I was up too late last night blogging!!! I really need to learn some self-discipline. The kids and I are going to see my Dad today. He lives at a rest home nearby because he is very ill. He is only 66, and you'd swear he is in his nineties. He has been diabetic for almost 50 years, and the disease really takes a toll on a body after that long. He is now on kidney dialysis three times a week, and is confined to a wheelchair because he has had a few mini strokes that have left him weak and unable to bear his own weight. I don't know how much longer he has, so we try to spend as much time as possible with him. The doctor finally told him that he is in the end stage of renal failure (he is now experiencing multiple organ failure), and his prognosis is not good. Dad was holding out hope that he would eventually pull through this and get better again, but now he realizes that that will not happen. My poor Daddy.... OMG I am just so completely without motivation today! I just want to go back to bed and hibernate. Let the kids take care of themselves and the laundry magically fold itself while I sleep sleep sleep.... * * * * * Why are BMW drivers such a**holes??? Far be it for me to put people in a box so hastily, and I have always tried to give them the benefit of the doubt before making such a judgement, but holy cow it's like they get into the car and it takes over their brains! I have never ever met a courteous BMW driver, let alone one who isn't weaving in and out of traffic and acting just plain idiotic. To that bonehead on the road today who was pissed off at me for only going 70km in a 60km zone: did ya win the race, buddy? Seriously, get a life already! Sorry, with the price of gas as it is right now, I can't afford to be revving my engine up to 4 RPMs every time the light turns green. I'll save some money and get there 20 seconds later thanx. |
%#$@^!& I cannot BEGIN to describe how much this exasperates me. One minute I was driving along, I turn my head for ONE - no HALF a second, and when I turned back...BAM! Some tard had slammed on their brakes and come to a full stop right in front of me. There was a jackknifed truck that had just gotten itself off the road after we all sat and waited for five minutes, and traffic was once again moving smoothly. For some reason the brain donor thought it would be a good idea to pull this bonehead move (for a reason that was never determined), and I was left with ZERO time to react. It happened on the way to work this morning, and I'm still incensed over it. To make matters worse, she gets out of the car and marches up to my window barking at me like a rabid terrier 
while I'm dialing work to let them know I'll be late. She started into me about what a terrible driver I am, and that I was probably looking at some cute guy on the street and talking on my cell phone, and not paying attention 
. She then informed me that she is obviously a much better driver than I am, and that she has two college diplomas that she obtained right after she arrived in this country, thus proving that she is no slouch, and therefore does not fit the Asian driver stereotype (
!!!). I wanted so desperately to retort that this is the second car accident I've had in about ten years, and they were both with Asian drivers, BUT I resisted 
. It would not have been appropriate, and I don't want to offend anyone...even if I think they're an IDIOT. Fortunately for me, she insisted we just swap insurance info, and didn't want to call the police. She said the other day when she had an accident (
. The damage was minimal, as we were only going about 30-40km, and was barely noticeable. I probably won't be bothered to get it fixed because it's just cosmetic. Thank Gawd for no fault insurance...
. A man showed up in the office with two trays of breakfast pastries, and a cooler bag full of fruit salad, juice and iced coffee. Along with it came a notecard from the employee saying that he hopes we're staying cool in this heat 
! We were bowled right over...very, very sweet thing for him to do. We had some of everything, but there is still some left for tomorrow. Reminds me I don't have to bring breakfast!!! 
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