take my shame bitch

So I’m in line at the grocery store today and the lady behind me puts her stuff on the conveyor belt behind me - like a normal human being would do. She then proceeds to walk down the aisle a bit and place her HUGE purse bag thing on the little ledge at the side of the conveyor belt next to MY food and stuff. Her bag is a good three feet long and 8 inches wide. Wide enough to touch and lay on top of some of my food! She then rummages through it to find her reusable shopping bad. In doing so, she knocks over the light bulbs I’m buying. Thankfully they didn’t break.

I was utterly horrified by how rude she was. I was speechless. There was no reason she could not have placed the bag along side and touching her own food - except for the fact that she probably didn’t what the bottom of her bag that has been on god-knows how dirty floors touching HER vegetables. Needless to say, the vegetables were double washed tonight.

Someone needs to check Uggla’s bank account. I think he was paid off by the American League.

Dear Mr. Acta & Mr. Bowden:

Please let Paul LoDuca earn his $5 Million from the bench. I think that is where he can contribute most productively to the team.

Thank you for your consideration,

Fan who loves my team even when we lose but thinks we could win more if LoDuca didn’t play.

I find Yankee fans irritating. Most people do. They are arrogant thinking winning in the past means they are the greatest now and forever. They always wear their hats or t-shirts or jerseys to events where the Yankees aren’t playing. They feel, for some reason, that they are more in tune with baseball than other fans. There are a lot of reasons. I’m sure you could name a few more.

But I’ve known some personally and, generally, after you get to know them, they aren’t all bad. Generally. Check out this article about a murdering crazy Yankee fan. The line that gets me: “She thought they would get out of the way.” WTF ?!?!?

Normally I make it a habit never to talk about anything work related. Never never never. But since this is more an irritation that happens at work and not about my work, I think it’s safe.

For the past few weeks, the chick in the office two doors down has been playing the same song about five times a day so loudly that I can hear it above my own music (which is at a volume that does NOT leave my office). Granted, some days she doesn’t - or she does when I’m in a meeting - but it’s often enough that I was going crazy and getting close to saying something like “So I keep hearing this awesome song you’ve been playing every day, what is it?” Note that awesome is italicized because the song is not awesome. It’s a generic pop song. A generic pop song I wouldn’t find offensive except for the fact that I am forced to listen to it during my work day. You know, when I’m, oh . . . say . . . WORKING.

Today I finally gave in and googled some of the lyrics I hear over and over and over. It’s Leona Lewis’ Bleeding Love. After reading a bit about her, I feel bad that I will dislike her as an artist forever because of this coworker.

I think the IM exchange with the boyfriend below says it better than a long narrative:

me: i just got called a racist for not wanting to entertain the kid of the lady in line in front of me at the pharmacy
boy: whaaa?
boy: what did you say?
me: i bit my tongue and said nothing
me: you would have been proud
boy: i ignore all people equally… =)
me: there were two women in line in front of me
me: as usual, the pharmacy didn’t have something ready for one of them
me: after like 5 min in line, this kid appears out of nowhere
me: he’s poking my thigh and saying “look look’ pointing to something
me: i just ignore the kid
me: usually kids go away
me: he kept it up
me: one of the women said “ stop touching her.”
me: the other said “she must be a racist.”
boy: lol
boy: that is ridiculous
me: yes
boy: dont parents tell their kids to not talk (OR TOUCH) strangers anymore lolols?
me: one would think, yes

For the longest while I truly believed the Nationals were a better team this year than the record showed. Not all crappy pitching, good defense, some more hitting than last year and an excellent bullpen - or so I thought.

After watching tonight’s game and some of the crappy playing, I just can’t say it’s all bad luck anymore. Two players out at the plate, that lame run by Boone getting thrown out trying to take second on the off throw to first. Amazingly the bullpen only gave up one run but that didn’t even make me happy.

At least the Caps won.

Good to have the team win again. I should have been chatting about all the losses but I just couldn’t bear it. Amusingly, I had a feeling they’d win today since this is the first game I didn’t go to. Oh well. There’s always the next homestand.

On a side note, it was interesting to watch a game at Nationals Park on the TV for a change. It’s looks good on TV. And I was happy to see the political sign held by the woman in the front row behind home plate was removed (either that or she only flashed it in the bottom of the first). Baseball is NOT a political event. Leave your politics at home. The sad thing, I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels that way and she may had done her candidate more harm than good as a result.