WTF is wrong with people??

I am a lot Pms'ie...you have been warned.

What in the hell is wrong with people?? Seriously!

 

I got up this morning with the intention of heading out to have my manicure touched up. On my way out of our little cul-de-sac I ran across crap scattered everywhere. Seems the guy at the end of the block hired some company to reshingle his roof and they decided to do it with the temp hovering at 20 degrees with the wind chills well below zero.

Nothing pisses me off more than garbage blowing around in our neighborhood (okay some things piss me off but this is at the top of the list). So, I stopped and asked the guys if they were planning to clean all the crap up. The ones shrugs and looks at me like no habla english. Dumb ass. I repeat it a bit louder so maybe the guys, oh say, on the roof can hear me. No answer so I say you had better get this stuff cleaned up it's all over the yards. What is the stuff you ask? It's shingles and tar paper. Who I ask again redoes their roof when the wind chill is below zero?

 

So I had on over to the nail salon. I walk in and Julie my regular nail tech goes and gets some other girl and heads off. SHIT!! It's her lunch break. Great timing dumb ass. Me I mean, not her.

I think this isn't good but it can't be that bad I mean Julie is the best and she hired her right? Wrong!

I tell her they need to be shorter she takes next to nothing off and tells me I don't want them shorter. Then she overlays them so fat I had a half inch thick nail. I tell her thin, I like them thin, she shaves practically nothing off off and tells me it's good.

I am thinking at this point I will just let her finish ask her not to paint them and head to a different salon to have them fixed. I mean obviously she doesn't want to do them the way I want, but then I think the hell if I will pay her to do my nails wrong then pay someone else to fix them so I tell her they are wrong. By this time Julie senses something is up and comes over and tells her how to do them. Julie my saving grace. She gets them almost thin enough and then says oh you like them thin. No shit Sherlock. That's what I told you 3 times!

So she gets them painted and tells me they are dry enough to go., I say I don't think so they still feel tacky. She tells me no, they are dry you go now. So I did and promptly fudged them all up because guess what! They weren't dry!

Next time it isJulie or nobody and guess how long this little excersion took for me to waste my money? An hour, a freakin hour. It takes Julie 20 minutes start to finish with drying time. ::sigh::

 

On my way home I pull into the cul-de-sac and all of the crap is picked up! I doubt it would have been though had I not bitched.

A few hours later I had to run over and buy some female products, on my way out the yards were covered with shit again. I give up! Tomorrow I will just call in a littering complaint. Dumb freaking people who can't speak english.

 

I won't even bore you with the details of the jack ass who rolled through the stop sign so they could pull out RIGHT in front of me and go a max speed of 10MPH. Or the $50 power cord I bought for my laptop and it still doesn't work.

 

This was just a shitty day and I need a glass of wine which I can't have because I have an early morning meeting and if I have wine tonight I won't want to function in the morning. Oh hell, pass me the merlot!