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This has been bugging me all day, and I can’t believe it was discussed, but it bothers me. When someone has an event occur that is great news, one does not normally pick on the one aspect of the event that could go wrong and then go on about how it could happen. Yes, I’m pregnant, but that doesn’t mean I want to talk about miscarriages. I know I didn’t wait four months before telling people, but I’m excited. What can I say. Neither Jesse’s nor my family has a history of miscarriages, so I’m not that concerned about it; but that doesn’t mean I want to talk about - the potential of losing my child. C’mon on now, it doesn’t take common sense to know that one does not want to talk about that. Seriously, I started freaking out last night because of a small muscle twitch/spasm. Needless to say, I’ve been taking extra caution today even though the doctor said I was under NO restrictions. I was seriously depressed when someone brought up the topic of divorce when I was planning my wedding; what do you think talking about miscarriages will do to me?

Lately it seems like I’ve been encountering a lot of irritating moronic people. While this is nothing new, I thought I would rant about what irritates me.

First - I hate it when people have a problem and they don’t discuss it. Especially with the person they have a problem with. I mean, how do they think the problem is going to be solved unless the person knows about it. Sometimes people amaze me.

Second - The only thing I can say with clarity right now is that I am so glad I don’t give a damn what other people think of me. If I offend them, if they don’t like my views, fine. They are entitled to their feelings. I conformed to society in high school and I hated it. It amazes me that people will make decisions on what other people say and do. The moment you start caring what other people think of you, of how they perceive you is the moment you stop being true to yourself. If they don’t like you the way you are, than they are not worth it. If they cannot accept your decisions, than they are not your friends. Or at least, not as close as you thought they were. Friends are there to help, to be supportive, not to decide who you should be with, what you should be doing, what you should be wearing. If it makes you happy, than do it. If they can’t handle it, than it’s their problem, not yours.

And finally - People say I’m judgmental and opinionated. Guess what, I am! Big surprise there. However, they are my opinions and I’m entitled to them. So people can either take it or leave it. They don’t have to accept it.

It’s amazing what people will do for money these days. Most of you know that Jesse and I recently moved back to Michigan from Virginia and we’ve had some fun times with getting everything situated. Well, everything was working out fine until I had to deal with Washington Gas. We cancelled our account and had the service scheduled to be shut off around April 17th. I thought everything was fine. Now check this out.

On April 18, 2006, a bill was sent to my new address in the amount of $284.98. I’m trying to figure out how we have a $200+ bill when they have never been over $40 before. It gets even weirder. On this bill, there is a “deposit refund” of $160.00. I’m not exactly sure why there was a deposit refund on the account.

On May 3, 2006, I received a bill for $269.25 for services. The strange part is, this is the same bill they sent my on April 18th, yet the totals are not the same. I get the bill and I tell myself I need to call and find out what is going on.

Today is May 22, 2006 and I called Washington Gas. I told them I didn’t understand how my bill could be $200+ when it’s never been over $40 in the past. Their explanation, we were on a budget plan and we had to pay off the rest of the year. When the hell did I sign up for that? I would never had signed up for that because back in October, Jesse and I were looking for jobs to move back to Michigan. Why would we have given ourselves more of a financial headache if we could have avoided it? Not only that, but we didn’t have to be on a budget plan, we could have paid the bills in full.

So the lady I’m talking to is not giving me any help. She keeps telling me that I signed up for the budget plan and I keep telling her I didn’t. So then I ask to speak to a supervisor. She says one will call me back and I told her if I didn’t hear back within an hour, than I would call back. I want to get this taken care of. I don’t like having a $200+ bill out there.

So two hours go by and I haven’t heard a word. So I call back. I talk to another lady and I ask to speak with a supervisor. She tells me to hold for a supervisor. I hold for 10 minutes and then someone else comes on. She asks how she can help me and I told her I was holding for a supervisor. She said supervisors don’t take calls from this line and that they would call me. I asked her how someone could tell me to hold for a supervisor and then not have one answer the phone and she gives me the same line on how they would call me back. I didn’t sit on hold for 10 minutes for nothing. So now I’m starting to get really upset.

A supervisor calls me. He tells me I was on a budget plan. When I ask how I was put on a budget plan, he tells me I called to start one up. I tell him I would never have done that since I was not going to be staying in the area and would like to see his evidence that I was indeed asking to be put on one. He says that my invoices are the evidence since they state on them that I was on a budget plan. Well, that doesn’t exactly tell me that *I* asked to be on one, it tells me that your computer put me on one. I ask him again where is the evidence I called them to start this plan and he gives me the same bullshit about the invoices. He also states that Jesse and I have used $269.25 of gas since last October. Why in the hell weren’t we charged for it then? At this point, this guy has me so pissed off that I’m shaking and requesting to talk to his supervisor, but he can’t stop listening to himself speak that I end up hanging up on him. Seriously, this guy talked more than I did and he kept saying the same exact damn thing. How is that being helpful.

Now I need to either call back the number they called me on, or have Jesse deal with them. Let’s see what Jesse says first.

I was running a few errands today and I swear the idiots were out. Gratefully, only one of them tried to hit me.

The first savant - while I have done this in the past, I usually check to make sure no one is coming first; but does this guy, of course not, he’s an idiot savant. I’m in the parking lot at AC Moore and this guy pulls straight through the parking space and continues moving so he can leave. If he had looked before he went into traffic, he would have seen my car in line with the spot and getting ready to park. This moron then has the gall to tell me to back up. Where does he expect me to back up? Into oncoming traffic? He’s the one with two an empty parking spots behind him. Like I said, I have done this, but I generally pull into the first spot, stop the vehicle and look both ways and then pull out; this JA kept on going without even looking and he looks at me like I’m the idiot. This is the one that almost hit me.

Second savant - this one is a more “i can’t believe she just did that” than anything else. Most everyone is not going to be familiar with the area, so I’ll include a snapshot of the intersection (thanks to Google maps).

This is the intersection, do you notice the service road that runs parallel with Duke Street? Do you also notice the power lines (and their corresponding poles) that line the median between Duke Street and the service road? I don’t know who he/she was, but whoever they are, they turned left from Duke onto the service drive! Do you see a driveway where they could have done that? No. That’s because there isn’t one. This chick (and I know, it’s sexist, but seriously) drove over the sidewalk to get to the service road. I couldn’t believe she did that!

Alright, the last savant I ran into today isn’t a solitary individual. It’s more like a group of people. What is it with drivers who want you to turn into traffic where you can’t see what is coming? I was sitting at a light and I was getting ready to turn right. Now I know I could have turned on red, but there was a freakin’ city bus right besides me. I couldn’t really see around it and if I put my car out so I could, I probably would have been hit. My thought is, I’m not in a hurry, so I’ll wait. The idiot behind me kept honking his horn. There’s no way he could have missed the bus I was idling next to. He kept honking until I waved at him. Moron, I’m not ruining my car because you’re in a hurry.

Okay, so now that I have a blog, I get to rant. This totally p*ssed me off. I ordered something off of Joanns.com and when I got it, it wasn’t exactly what I wanted, so I am going to return it. I went to the store, since there is one near by, and do you know what they said. They said that they are not associated with Joanns.com. That the retail store and the online store are not apart of the same company even though they both share the same merchandise and the same logo. WTF. I couldn’t return it to the store. I have to send it back to the online place and pay shipping and handling AGAIN in order to return it. On top of that, I don’t even get the shipping and handling back. Seriously, if you’re going to offer merchandise online and you don’t allow them to return it to the store, than you had better be saying that during the checking out process. If I had known that, I never would have bought that damn thing. I hate buying things like this sight unseen. By the way, the merchandise was a specialty bag for my scrapbooking stuff. I learned my lesson. Never shop at Joanns again.