"Drive Safe, Buckle Up" is what we in the pizza industry tell our delivery drivers as they walk out the door. "Welcome Back, Driver" is what we say when they return...We are really in touch with our personell.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

I like all music

So what? A lot of people say they like all music. But here is my score to prove I honestly dig all kinds of sound.


Your Taste in Music:

80's R&B: Highest Influence
80's Rock: Highest Influence
90's Alternative: Highest Influence
90's Hip Hop: Highest Influence
90's Pop: Highest Influence
90's R&B: Highest Influence
Classic Rock: Highest Influence
80's Alternative: High Influence
80's Pop: High Influence
90's Rock: High Influence
Adult Alternative: High Influence
Alternative Rock: High Influence
Gangsta Rap: High Influence
Hair Bands: High Influence
Old School Hip Hop: High Influence
Progressive Rock: High Influence
R&B: High Influence
Country: Medium Influence
Heavy Metal: Medium Influence
Hip Hop: Medium Influence
Punk: Medium Influence
Ska: Low Influence

Thursday, April 28, 2005

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

THEY PASSED DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME!!!!!!!!!!

I hate ants

I keep a clean house. Occassionally I don't get around to dinner's dishes until the next morning, but I keep a clean house. So why is it where ever I move I have ants. My last apartment I had picnic ants big enough to carry away my fridge. Now, I just have tiny annoying ones. What's worse, is I despise them. They are good for nothing but for an annoyance. I think they are gross little creatures. They scare me. Ants, silverfish, and bees scare me. Ants and silverfish scare me for no good reason. Bees, well, can kill me.
Does it hurt to eat ants? I seal my cereal, but some how the little menaces find thier ways into my frosted flakes. I am too poor to throw them away, So I cautiously pour. My dog eats them, and he seems cool. Then again, he eats the arms off of all his toys, so I can't use him as an example of good eating habits. On a tangent, the kid is a goat. I turned my head for at most, five minutes, and he had eaten the arms off of his toy. Ate and swallowed TWO arms that are about an inch and a half. I now have to examin his poopy for snowman arms. He eats kleenex as well. . .

Anywho, spraying does not work for the ants, and I only see one or two, so it is not like I am overran, BUT I HATE THE LITTLE BUGGERS!

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Worst Eyecare Ever....

I am terrible when it comes to my eyecare. I have worn the same pair of contacts for almost five years. My glasses are cracked and missing a nose piece. So, because I am starting a new job as an EMT through Seals Ambulance Service, I decided I should make a special effort to actually see the patient. I called around looking for immediate appointments so I can have my eyewear prior to my start date. I got an appointment with Lenscrafters. That was the only happy part of my experience. I arrived fifteen minutes early and yet they were almost a half an hour late getting me back. The exam was pretty painless. That is, as painless as getting a insanely bright light shined directly into your pupil can get. After the exam, I wanted to talk money. I have insurance, crappy insurance, that only pays five dollars toward my exam. The doctor could not tell my how much the exam was going to run nor how much my contacts could possibly cost. He estimated fifty five dollars for a one month supply per eye. YIKES. That is a standard, no frills, disposable contact lense. YIKES! I am figuring he was just in a rush to get me out and decided he did not have time to answer my questions. So I venture out to finish my purchase, which was just to buy replacement lenses for my existing, rather expensive Bendable frames. The lady, who made me repeat my information at least three times, tried to convince me to purchase brand new frames. Kids frames to be exact. She actually tried to push these frames onto my head and convince me they fit!! I bit and listened and we came up with the lowest price she could give me. 300.00 for JUST MY LENSES for my glasses. She proceeded to push and push and push me to buy those damn kids frames, saying it would be cheaper because of some stupid rebate. Anywho, I said all that to say this...I HATE PUSHY PEOPLE WHO DON'T LISTEN. Up selling is necessary, I get that. But irritiating your customer is not a way to make a sale. If I can impart any wisdom it is to pay attention. No matter what field your in or what you are doing, Pay Attention.
End: I took my prescription to Wal-Mart where they my frames and a six month supply of contacts cost 200.00.
What is the worst customer service you've every received?

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Inspired by Confessions of an Exhausted Mind

After reading the postings of a great blogger, I decided to give it a try myself. Everyone else has to hear my rantings, so I figured I would give the rest of the world a chance to tell me I am crazy or a loose cannon.

One of the postings on Confessions of an Exhausted Mind's site discussed the graduation process for IUI grads. Though I am not a student, I am the wife of one. I agree that when we graduated from IUB, there were very few hoops to jump through to receive our diplomas. This time around, however, I have helped file more paperwork than I had to to become an EMT. I have dealt with Notories, BMV, fingerprints, and post offices to the point of insanity. Most of these hoops to me are just the Bar Association way of testing stress tolerance from the already stressed students. They want all this information a few weeks before finals. Therefore, students are not only trying to prepare for finals and deal with exit interviews (yet another ridiculous hoop), they must also fill out Bar Apps, take the MPRE, ride professors for recommendation letters, as well as find employement because thier financial aid is about to run out. Yes, it is a stressful time for students. Try being their spouse. We deal with those same stresses with them PLUS the stress of them being stressed. I think spouses and parents of law students deserve diplomas too. We have helped study, driven to moot court, been jurors, helped carry $700.00 worth of books home from the bookstore every semester, and tried our best to encourage when hope feels lost. So, my request to you, if you are a student, go home, hug your spouse, give him or her a backrub, say thanks, and promise they can retire from thier crappy jobs once you become the ADA for Marion County.