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Showing posts with label clothes on the floor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clothes on the floor. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Tuesday Tirade

No, I'm not starting a weekly event. Just a few things to get off my chest on this dreary Tuesday morning. First of all, what is it with the internet? I'm sitting at home this morning watching Bones on Netflix (Bones is my latest obsession, by the way. I'm on season 4 episode 1) and with just 2 minutes left in the show, my damn internet stops working. What. The. Hell?? So thank you, internet gods, for pissing me off.

Next up, clothes on the floor. Seriously. I realize that there are gajillions of starving people in Africa but I'mma let Bob Geldoff handle that for right now. My concern is the continuous pile of dirty clothes on the bathroom floor. Why? Why are they always there? Why do I have to ask EVERY. EFFING. DAY for them to be removed. Wouldn't you think that after hearing me drone on forever about it, she'd just be like, 'oh, look at those clothes of  mine on the bathroom floor, do I really want to listen to mom whine and bitch and moan YET AGAIN?? No, this time I'll put them in the hamper and maybe she'll give me some positive reinforcement instead of the constant droning on about them being on the floor.' Nope, never gonna happen. Sucks to be me.

While we're on the topic of my offspring, how about data? That's right. Data. Data on a phone that's NOT supposed to have ANY data capability. I bought stupid phones, not smart phones, but my kids have somehow managed to turn a stupid phone INTO a smart phone and in the process, ended up costing me almost $160 extra over the last 4 months. They started off small. Just a slight increase in cell phone charges, which I chalked up to maybe extra taxes or something, until last month's bill was WELL over $95 higher than normal. When I logged onto the phone company's website and checked it out, there's been overages of data EVER MONTH since January. On phones that aren't even supposed to USE data!!! Turns out they've been receiving Tweets from Twitter directly to their cell phones. "But mom, THAT'S not using data!!!" Well, if THAT'S not using data, obviously SOMETHING is. So I did what any overpaying, underappreciated mom would do. I disabled Tweets to their phones. But guess what. SOMEBODY went back and UN-DISABLED my disabling. Did you follow that? Let's just say the Tweets were enabled again. Let's also say that NOW, said child no longer has the capability of doing ANYTHING on that phone other than talking or texting.......and texting is hanging on a very precariously steep slope and could go at any minute. Can you imagine what's going to happen when my child actually has to start.....gulp......TALKING on  CELL PHONE??? What will she do with her thumbs without texting? Maybe her thumbs will get fat from lack of exercise?

So anyway, thanks for letting me get that off my chest. I feel much better now. Maybe I'll do this again next Tuesday. Or not. We shall see. Until next time, Snarklings..........