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the “hate-it” list (volume 2)…

Posted in Things that peeve me with tags , , , , on November 24, 2016 by fromthenuthousewithlove

Where the hell have I been the last 6 months? well, no where interesting. I’m here now though, because I have to add a fourth item to my list of things I hate. In the first volume, I had 3 items in one post, this one will be more focused and will only have 1. What can I possibly hate so much that deserves an entire post dedicated to my hatred for it? Well read on and find out! I’ll give you a hint, it’s not coffee.
What I get when I do order my coffee is another story, because when I do make a coffee purchase, from a coffee shop, I want to be able to tell them what I want, and have them make it for me. If I have to add my own cream/milk and sugar and pay over $2 a cup. That’s when I have a problem. It irritates me for two reasons, the first being the more obvious one…that I’m paying for it and have to “fix it” myself. I mean, come on, it’s not like you’re prices are cheap to begin with. I feel like I should be compensated for all this free manual labour I am providing. What next?, I’ll order a breakfast sandwich and have to add my own toppings? Do it yourself coffee is not an appealing scenario for me, because in that case, I would just make it at home. So instead of complaining about it, then why don’t I? That’s why I pay someone and have it done for me, sheesh, get off my tits!
The second one is, that I can never get the proper coffee to cream ratio. Certain establishments, and by using that term I am referring to the ones that give you what you pay for. They use little dispensers, that in my opinion deposit the most desirable amount of milk, cream or sugar. However when you do it yourself, you’re stuck with packets of sugar that you can only assume will be enough, so let’s say I normally order a double double. That would inform the “barista” that I would like 2 creams, and 2 sugars. Simple, easy, efficient. If I go into a shop where I have to add my own sugar, 2 packets of sugar does absolutely nothing, so I’ll add 2 more, which brings my total up to 4 packets and still my whole entire mouth is filled with complete bitterness. Now I don’t know if that bitterness is related to the fact that I have to pay someone to provide my own services. Or if the sugar packet to sugar dispenser ratio needs some tweaking. Either way, it’s disappointment with every sip.
You think that’s bad, I then try adding my own cream or milk with those big ass cartons they have set up for you. Which I don’t know about you but sometimes I wonder how many people have actually put their mouth on that carton and taken a sip, but I can only hope that my imagination is running on fast forward with that thought. Sometimes if you’re lucky instead of a carton you get those little mini buckets with the peel off lid. I feel safer using those, but I mean then I’m standing there for 20 minute because I have to go through like 40 of them to get my desired shade. Which, even when reaching that shade, is still a gamble, and what happens when you gamble? you lose.

surprise!, you have to wait…

Posted in Random Thoughts, Rants, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 25, 2016 by fromthenuthousewithlove

I’d like to start off this post by stating that I absolutely LOVE surprises. I really do, I mean who doesn’t love hearing “I’ve got a surprise for you!”. I love hearing those words, they bring instant sparkle to the instant smile that pops up on my face. You just instantly know it’s going to be something good. It’s such a universal feeling, and what I mean by that, is that no matter who says it to you, you know it’s going to be something in your favour. No one is going to say “I’ve got a surprise for you!…I accidentally got dog poo all over your curtains”.  A surprise is always something that is intended to put a smile on your face. The way I see it, is even if the Grim Reaper himself appeared to you and said “I’ve got a surprise for you!” you know it MUST be followed by something along the lines of you getting to live. Unless of course good ol’ GR has a terrible sense of humour. I can’t say for sure, I don’t actually know him, but you get my point.
That being said, there are two types of surprise-givers. Ones who say “Hey, I got you a surprise!” and then they hand over or show you what the surprise is, all in the same moment. So essentially you’re getting two surprises, the first one being the surprise of first hearing/knowing about the surprise, followed by the actual surprise. Plain. Simple. Effective.
Then you have the other folks, or the “God love’ems” as I like to call them, because in reality they really do mean well. They start out in the same way, by saying “Hey, I got a surprise for you!…”,  sometimes they even do it in a sing songy voice, which is meant to entice you even more, because apparently when things are presented in song our brains are hardwired to become even more excited. I’m not sure if this is a fault or blessing in general, but in this case it’s definitely a fault. I also have come to notice that it usually happens when you’re on the phone with your generous bestower. Almost as if they want to send your brain into a whirling tornado of questions that can’t be answered just yet, because you’ll have to wait and see. You can ask them what it is, but the answer will always be “you’ll have to wait and see” and if you persist…you eventually get, “I can’t tell you, or it will ruin the surprise!”…*facepalm*. News flash to all you God love’ems out there, you’ve already ruined the surprise, because now I am filled with not joy or happiness but a yearning…does anyone know what it’s like to yearn?  You’ve managed to turn an event intended to put a smile on my face into a gut wrenching need, need for what you might ask? I don’t know because according to you I’m gonna have to wait!!!

~end rant~