I take kids over adults anyday.

This morning I'm standing in the line at the staff canteen and a woman comes up behind me with her daughter, about 2years old and her mother. Cute little girl, I thought. Anyway, little girl decides she doesn't want to stand, she wants mommy to lift her up and mommy is not having it. Little girl starts to cry and whine. Her mom is ignoring her, fine, crying kids don't bug me at all. Poor little kid gets even more miserable and starts to cry even more, still not a bother to me, kids cry alllll the time.

I was quite fine until this woman comes up and starts to taunt the child, I suppose in an effort to get her to stop crying. But lord, she is the one I wanted to turn around and slap and tell her how annoying she is and she should stop the stupidity this minute! Here she is telling the child "puppy a come, puppy a come", I suppose the kids is afraid of puppies, so she starts to cry even more. The mother, quite sensible so far, says 'now she going to want to come up even more' i could hear the frustration in her voice. The same blasted woman, clearly could not get the hint and continues 'i gonna call Ms.____ make she come beat you" and she goes on and on and on until the poor mother just takes up the child and walks away. Age is clearly no indication of wisdom, unfortunately.

Some adults can just be so blasted stupid and counterproductive. Its like hearing kids crying and hearing their parents say, 'if you don't shut up i going to beat you' or they beat them in order to try and get them to shut up, or shout at them, tell them even worse things. Wow, great! that worked right? Take up a book or something. If your kid is difficult, go ask someone how to deal with them. Our culture treats kids as though they are second class citizens. Maybe if we treated them more like people instead of thing we own, maybe they would be just a little bit better to handle...just maybe...

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Product of the Month- July

Lysol All purpose cleaner.......seriously I wonder what I would do without my bottle of Lysol All Purpose Cleaner. It's like magic in a bottle. You really should try it, trust me, you should. Now I have every reason to believe it can clean all the things its traditionally supposed to. It cleans clothes, shoes, counters, toilets, walls EVERYTHING! But I wonder if it could clean all the other random things in life we really want cleaned up. Maybe BP should try it on the Oil Spill, and just in case you have been living under a rock for a while check that story out here, or maybe you can spray a bottle of it in your 16yr old daughter's mouth, then voila! Or maybe your life needs a little cleaning to get rid of the random people you've been wanting to get rid of for years but can never seem to figure out how to.

In any case i give Lysol all purpose cleaner a whopping 8/10 for its ability to clean pretty much every and anything it says it will. I would give it a 10/10 if it had managed to clean the dishes automatically by just having it sitting on the counter but that's for another blog...muah

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I'm sober- Really I am

Snack machines at work should also have beer...That is all!!!!

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Taxi Stories- No Gas? No Problem Mon

I always knew public transportation would be the bane of my existence, but it turns out to be quite an 'oxymoronish' kind of situation. Travelling on taxis to work in the morning does in fact cause me much misery but also turns out to be quite amusing in an after-the-fact kind of way.
So as you can imagine, more often than not, my mornings to work turn out to be quite an adventure. So, I'm a gonna be noice, yes noice, can you hear it huh? Huh? and share some of my stories with ya!



So this particular morning I'm running late, like 2 hours late but no biggie really. I finally manage to get a taxi and I'm really happy because sun and makeup is most definitely not a pretty sight. Gladly, I get in the front and Ha! The Joke's on me. This taxi has no A/C and just my luck the windows do not go down. According to this taximan he went to the autoelectrician the day before and he somehow magically messed up all the electronics. Great *rolls* eyes. AT this point I'm sweating, water is gushing from my face and scalp. I try not to be too miserable and accept my fate until the car starts to sputter! Sputter, Sputter, Sputter...I'm here thinking Ok he can't find the gear...clutch, gear, clutch, sputter, sputter and then...NOTHING the blasted taxi is...can you guess? OUT OF GAS! Are you kidding me! So

I'm already mapping the new plan: get out walk to the next bus stop and catch another cab, a bus maybe. But alas ingenious taximan; No gas? No problem mon. My ingenious taximan puts the car in reverse, switch to the opposite side of the road and proceed to let the car run a mile down the hill, on the main road, back to the gas station. OMG I was so embarassed! Here we are running down the road in reverse and everyone is staring at us. Its a very, very odd feeling, staring at the car in front, well behind us if you really think about it. And then, on top of all of this when we finally get to the Gas station he buys...drum roll please...JAM$500 worth of gas, about US$5, so you know he gonna be running out of gas again in short order. Surprisingly enough we all sat there calm as ever as though this is all rather normal behaviour. Lord help us all with these taxis. He must be watching over us for the adventures we survive. How I manage to actually make it to work in one piece most mornings is obviously the work of God. Caribbean Cabs!

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