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| I mentioned on another blog that we were doing a weight loss thing at work. I don't watch TV so I don't know how "The Biggest Loser" works, but I was game to try. I thought it would be really cool to have everyone pulling for me and I'd pull for them. When I heard there were teams and a competition I got a little worried, but I stuck with it. Once the teams were formed though, I started hearing people say how they were going to sabotage the other team. STOP!
I asked to be removed. I don't want to be in a competition. I want weight loss support. Already people have been bringing in treats and leaving them on the counter. This isn't supportive in the least.
Another group I belong to have been discussing weight loss and being healthy because two members have recently had foot/ankle surgery. I got an idea to start a weight loss support group and include people from work who may be interested as well as my friends from this other group. I want to make it a monthly thing, lots of fun and prizes too. I thought maybe we could do something like have everyone bring $5 to each meeting and put it in the "pot." You get once ticket for showing up with your $5, one ticket for a healthy recipe, one ticket for hosting, etc. At the end of the evening, we draw out a ticket and that person gets the pot. Pretty neat huh?
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| I find it ironic that the same people who are vilifying me for using my blog space to write badly about someone have done the very same thing themselves on their own blogs or in other private spaces. The only difference is I got outed for doing it. Yeah I'm sorry I got caught. It's not my proudest moment, but at least I own up to it and don't hide behind my self righteousness. I went in with my head high and apologized and got called a liar for it. It is what it is. If you are truly beyond reproach, if you can say you've never written something negative about someone, if you were not part of a certain hate blog we all remember so well, then you are a better person than I am. If not, then you're just like me.
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| Sometimes people think they are defending your honor if they hate who you hate, or they try to hurt those who hurt you. If you read my blog earlier, you know what I mean. To anyone hurt by this, I give you my sincere apologies. I can't unring the bell, but the offensive post is deleted. There isn't much else I can say. 
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| One of my favorite ones I get at work is: Which button is the debit button. I always answer in deadpan, "The one that says debit." If they still have that deer in the headlights look, I spell it for them, very slowly. "D....E....B....I....T"
If you have to work with people of less than stellar intelligence, you'll love this blog. | | |
| Yesterday as I was ringing up some expensive bottles of wine, the woman looked at me and said, "This isn't the kind of wine where you sit in your backyard with your girlfriends and cry!"
How funny is that? That's the part of my job I love; people who are real and warm and funny. It takes no effort at all to be decent. Too bad more people don't try it. | | |
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