SUPER MOM
Do you ever feel like, you spend most of your time just fixing things. I'm starting to feel that way lately. My husband is disgusted with the morning sports coverage, on my favorite channel. Therefor, he wants me to E-Mail them to complain. For over three years now, we have been complaining about the large trash dumpster pick up, across the street at the day care. They think that, it's necessary to both pick up, and slam down that large dumpster before, our alarm even goes off. Again, my husband wants "me" to contact the media. There is a local news caster here, who takes care of such issues.
My husband and I were at Wal Greens yesterday afternoon, picking up perscriptions. I have been telling him for months now about, the pharmacys neglegent behavior. They wait ten minutes, before they even acknowledge that you are there. I had decided that, I would change pharmacys. I even told my son's step-mother about this. She works for Wal Greens, but at another location. She suggested that, I just call their corporate office, and they would "fix" the problem.
In November, there was a recall on the cruise control of my husband's truck. Guess who had to go and get that disabeled, while waiting on the part? Today, my assignment is, to go and get that done. Tuesday my husband informs me that, there is dog nose prints on his passenger side window. Last week, I had met him for luch, and took our Boxer puppy up to see the breeders. So... just wipe it down yourself... Jeez!
Yesterday, I had to call our newspaper, and find our why our Sunday paper wasn't being delivered. I also had to contact our Attorney, to find out what we can do legally, about my former husband leaving my son with strangers. This past weekend, I also had to repeatedly lecture our son because of this. Keep in mind, Saturday I also had to go buy him a cell phone to yet again, prevent this from happening. Monday, I also had to contact the McDonalds corporation regarding our local McDonalds. It is now owned by Hispacics, who speak broken english, and forgot most of our order. Don't get me started on this topic. I am forever "righting" the wrongs of idiots. Why can't people just, do their freakin jobs? Why can't people just, do what they are supposed to do? Later on ya'll.
My husband and I were at Wal Greens yesterday afternoon, picking up perscriptions. I have been telling him for months now about, the pharmacys neglegent behavior. They wait ten minutes, before they even acknowledge that you are there. I had decided that, I would change pharmacys. I even told my son's step-mother about this. She works for Wal Greens, but at another location. She suggested that, I just call their corporate office, and they would "fix" the problem.
In November, there was a recall on the cruise control of my husband's truck. Guess who had to go and get that disabeled, while waiting on the part? Today, my assignment is, to go and get that done. Tuesday my husband informs me that, there is dog nose prints on his passenger side window. Last week, I had met him for luch, and took our Boxer puppy up to see the breeders. So... just wipe it down yourself... Jeez!
Yesterday, I had to call our newspaper, and find our why our Sunday paper wasn't being delivered. I also had to contact our Attorney, to find out what we can do legally, about my former husband leaving my son with strangers. This past weekend, I also had to repeatedly lecture our son because of this. Keep in mind, Saturday I also had to go buy him a cell phone to yet again, prevent this from happening. Monday, I also had to contact the McDonalds corporation regarding our local McDonalds. It is now owned by Hispacics, who speak broken english, and forgot most of our order. Don't get me started on this topic. I am forever "righting" the wrongs of idiots. Why can't people just, do their freakin jobs? Why can't people just, do what they are supposed to do? Later on ya'll.
posted by Beth Schofield | 5:17 AM
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