Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Sittin on the Toilet

Alright, I'm sorry if anyone finds this....crud. But I enjoy it. ..Now Flush

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

HAGGLE IT!

I have discovered a pet peeve. It is called haggling. Some call it an art form. I call it retarted.
When I hear that someone haggled for a price, I often think of  going to a foreign country and visiting the small shops, and trying to talk them down do their lowest price.
Well some genius haggled in a foreign country and decided to bring it back to America. Bad idea. Now that the economy had hit the bottom and it deciding to come back up, people are trying to be money safe. Here’s a hint, if you want something badly enough you will buy it, and you will probably buy it at whatever price it is.
                In my job, customers decide that it is ok to try to haggle you for a lower price. To all those who haggle, I’ll let you in on a hint.  I can’t give you a better price. I don’t have the power. In order for me to even try to get you a better price… you have to not haggle me. Just a hint. But in all seriousness, don’t try to barter with your sales person. They don’t have the power. A cars sales man, and an owner of a store in India might, but I don’t. So don’t ask. There is nothing I hate more than a customer coming up to me and saying, “ what kind of deal can you give me on this ski.”
                That’s when I say kindly, “If you want the ski that badly, steal it.”
You wouldn’t haggle Christian Louboutin for one of his hand bags, or shoes. So don’t haggle me.
Just a thought. Who wants to go skiing with me on Thursday?
-JB
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Monday, January 10, 2011

A "Romantic" AA Meeting

Well hello world of blogging. I come in peace.  In more than one way I feel like I should introduce myself, but then I feel like I am in an AA meeting. “Hello, my name is Jenny. I’ve now been off of my beverage of choice for two whole hours.”
(beverage of choice being a Diet Coke)
Ok, I’m just going to jump right in. This semester I am taking an intro to fiction class. And I have never been more thankful that I am not a stuck in a hopeless romantic rut. I don’t even want to think about how I would’ve turned out. Would I have turned out like one of those girls that can’t match, wears no makeup, and hopes that my prince charming will jump out of the book that I am reading and take me away to his castle…… well, I guess it depends on the day… My point being that I always come back to reality, and I get ready for the day, shower and don’t sound like a total retard when discussing the deeper meanings of a short story.
                I understand where they are coming, and why not be a hopeless romantic?  A girl can dream right! Of course she can. I just think that they need to come back to reality.
                Lately I have taken to trying to piss off the romantics during class. My most recent attempt was just today. We read a short story called “ A Rose for Emily” the end result of the story was a woman poisoning her lover when he tried to leave her, And then sealing his body in a room, where she would then snuggle with it ,… and …. Well…. She’d sleep with it. I made the comment that she didn’t mean to kill her suitor. You would’ve thought that I had killed someone!!  The romantics were outraged that I would even think such a thought. And here I thought that they were true romantics. Turns out they are just blood thirsty Romantics. 
                Well I’m now all cozy in bed and am going to read a good book…. There might even be a love interest in it.
-JB