Fill in, One Repair

So...I go to get my nails done yesterday. I'm broke as a joke, but my hands needed help. I was overdue for a fill-in and had a broken/jagged nail. The manager guy, aka Head Master sent me to this girl...a rather new chick. I've been getting my nails done at that particular place for the past year & a half and she just started a couple months ago. I usually have my fav people there or if I don't know the person, I'm not open to going to them for my nails. But I didn't argue with the mgr when he sent me to her (I could have requested someone else if I preferred)...



So, chick is doing my nails and I decide that I'd like one of her nail decorations instead of my usual marble design:



I had this nice, green color that I envisioned on my hands. I purchased it myself and took it into the nail salon:



When I told her which nail art design I wanted, she asked if I wanted 2 or 10. Ten nails of that particular design (a painted on flower with squiggly lines & dots) would be tacky as hell...and I told her. I just wanted two fingers--both pointer fingers, then full color on the others. She said..."half nail...half nail is byootifool". I thought...heh, yeah, sure, let's do half. So, I let her talk me into doing a half nail. Fast foward to when she was about to actually paint my nails. I tried to back out and say I didn't want half. Well, I did, actually, and she replied with another, "Aww, but half nail is byootifool". I let her do it. It was all uneven and her idea of half was more like 1/4 of green on each nail. She put the design on the two fingers, then got up for something...when she came back, I told her that I didn't want to debate the matter anymore and that I HATED the half green on my nails. *sniff....sniff* Do I detect attitude in this chick? She pursed her lips and took a deep sigh. I went on to say that I'm the customer, so I thought...and it's about what I want on my nails, not about what you think is "byootifool". I'm the one who has to look at this for the next 2 weeks. She says "okay, okay..." So she reluctantly takes off my "half" nails. She apparently injured herself while working on the person before me, so the polish remover was burning her. Serves the cunt right. While she's doing it, she's still giving lip saying that it would look so much better with a half nail. I told her I've had half nail designs before, but this particular time, I want whole nail. Why the hell am I still arguing with this chick?
While she's polishing my whole nails, she first says, "Okay?" I said..."it's what I've been asking since I've been here, so yes, okay." She then concurs that it looks nice.
So, I've already decided that I don't ever want her to touch my nails again. I don't want her to so much as glance at my hands when I walk in the door. I will be telling the manager next time he tries to send me to her, too. She asks for my name...I said "my name is Nikki"...she says, "Monkey???" I said..."NO, Nikki". she laughed and said "ohhhh". So, we're done with my nails and I went to get my upper lip waxed. Yes, my upper lip, gotta problem with that? LOL! While doing so, she starts tinkering with my eyebrow and says, "I do eyebrow for you"--I guess to make up for my being upset earlier. Whatever. Like I said, you better not even glance at my hands the next time I walk in that door. Kelly.

Thank You for Not Smoking...and Talking to Me

People still don't understand that they're not going to get any conversation out of me first thing in the morning. I get to work early to avoid having to speak to a million and one people in the office. I sneak in (because there's likely someone in the back of the office who always wants measley chit-chat) and then I organize my desk, check email, type up blog posts, check my Myspace, check my banking, etc while nobody's here to disturb me. Then, when the office wakes up, more people are coming in, talking, asking annoying questions like "How was your weekend?" (OKay, that was evil of me, LOL), but when you jusssst start your work for the day and you're kind of into it, you don't really feel like pausing your progress & productivity to answer such questions and pretend that you care to know how their weekends went.




Why must I feel like throwing up when someone who reeks of stale cigarette smoke and dirty hair stands near me? It's a foul stench that just overtakes the air and puts me in a chokehold. I won't get into too much about that, but the previous two sentences sums up the torture.

My PLAN is to be productive today. Let's see how that goes.

WTF??

Yeah, I'm puttin this fool on blast. I open my Myspace inbox to see THIS foolishness first thing in the morning?

Date: Mar 24, 2008 12:39 AM Flag as Spam or Report Abuse [?]
Subject:
WHAT'S THE DEAL...
Body:
WHAT'S THE BUSINESS MA... LOOK THIS THE DEAL I GOT TWO PROBLEMS AND I WONDER IF YOU CAN HELP A NIGGA OUT... FIRST I'M JUST TRYNA GET SOME FEED BACK ON SOME THANGS... ME AND MY NIGGAS DO THIS MUSIC SHIT AND EVERYBODY ROUND US SAY WE HOT BUT FOR SOME REASON WE AIN'T ON LIKE WE SUPPOSED TO BE AND I'M JUST TRYNA GET ANOTHER OPINION ON THE MATTER SO IF IT'S NOT TO MUCH TO ASK COULD YOU HIT A NIGGA PAGE UP AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK... NOW FOR MY SECOND PROBLEM I SEE YOU THAT YOU NOT ON MY FIRNED LIST... NOW HOW CAN WE RECTIFY THAT...


DONN......
ENUFFSAID RECORDZ......

He thinks he only has TWO problems??

Revenge is Sweet

So yeah... does anybody have any good ideas for revenge tactics against someone who pulled a "hit it & quit it" move?
Not that I'd actually *try* any of them *cough*, but it'd be fun to see what demented ideas you all come up with.
Oh, and if any readers know of any good hackers or other friends in low places, let a sista know, thanks! *cheese*

Cameo Appearance

Damn, it's been what? 5 Months? I haven't posted since MARCH! It's not like anybody's really reading this anyway, though, so poo.


I've had an eventful summer. I've learned a few lessons, I've been reminded of a few things, I've composed a list of things I'll never do again. Fuck the whole "never say never" gig. I'll NEVER do certain things again, point blank. What things do I speak of? I'm not typing it, but I have my list up here *points at head*

I've been dieting and working out and dammit, I'm the cat's meow! However, I've fallen off the grind and need to step my game back up really soon. I let myself fall when I became victim of the ol "hit it & quit it". Bastard. 40 y/o men still play the same games as 16-19 y/o boys, believe that. Pleeeease, ladies, don't settle for less than you deserve. If you have your list of standards, do not break or bend...the minute you do, you get exactly what you ask for: Pieces of shit. Don't let a lil sexy swagger fool you.

ANYway, where was I? Oh yeah, when it stops being so damned hot, I'm going to whip myself back into shape so I can turn some heads of some REAL men...preferably someone with a CAR. Fucking Loser.

Hmm, what else has been going on with me? I went to Philadelphia with my girls to see John Legend perform in a private concert. I had a blast. I have yet to upload pictures...actually, I'm in the middle of it, but haven't finished. When I do, I'll post them in a slideshow or something. In another 4 or so months, haha. Hopefully, that's not the case.

All my C+D folks need to stay on my ass about this blogging thing. Speaking of which, I need to add some more of my fav blogs, so Q'cifer, hit me up with your URL and any other crunksters that I don't already have, please do the same!

Peace

MENopause

You know how when you run, walk fast, walk up stairs, or any movement in which you over-exert yourself, you breathe heavier, your body warms up, your heart rate is higher, etc. But once you slow down and relax, that all changes. You calm down, you cool off, your heart rate goes back to a normal pace. Well, every morning, a man in my office, who takes the stairs everywhere he goes, comes in as if he's had 10 cups of coffee and he's warm. He opens his office door, which does have computers & such in it, so they have probably generated heat, but while he still has his coat on, he comes out front to adjust the thermostat. I might as well keep on my fucking coat. It's FEBRUARY, about to be MARCH, in Michigan, so it's cold no matter what. The engineers in this building act like they don't know what heat is, so it's constantly cool, which is fine...but now, it's COLD. While I'm only 28, sometimes, I DO have hot flashes, but dammit, I'm not menopausal. And I'm not the only one who's cold throughout the day. My co-worker on the other side of my cube is constantly cold and she wears a big sweater. As a matter of fact, let me put my sweater on. But midday, I swear, my fingers are going to be so cold that I can't even type. He's not even IN the office the whole day. He's in & out and we have to suffer the cold. That's okay...when the lady that sits at the front desk goes to lunch or steps away from her desk, I'm changing the thermostat back, dammit.

Monday Morning Road Rage

Woman allegedly shoots at driver during road rage incident
By Cortney Casey
C & G Staff Writer

HARRISON TOWNSHIP — A struggle for dominance on the freeway became shockingly violent Feb. 21, after a woman allegedly pulled a gun on another driver in what the police have dubbed a case of road rage.

According to the Macomb County Sheriff’s Department, Macomb Township resident Bernadette Headd, 39, and a 46-year-old New Baltimore man, whose name has not been released, were “jockeying for position” on westbound I-94 near North River Road at about 8:10 a.m. Feb. 21 when the incident occurred.

Headd reportedly told police that she was merging onto I-94 from Hall Road when the New Baltimore man came close to the rear bumper of her Chevrolet Cavalier. She allegedly proceeded to pull alongside the man’s Dodge Ram pickup truck, aim a semi-automatic handgun at the man, and fire one round at the Ram’s tires.

Capt. Tony Wickersham said the bullet did not strike the vehicle, and police were not able to locate it as they investigated the incident.

“The roadway was very busy that morning and … fog was also there, so it made trying to look for it almost impossible at that time,” he said.

The victim managed to maneuver behind Headd’s vehicle and follow her until he spotted a sheriff’s deputy, at which time Headd was taken into custody. Nobody was injured, and deputies recovered the firearm from her vehicle, according to police.

“This could have been a much (more) dangerous situation if she would have shot at the driver and driver loses control of the vehicle, or if she would have made contact with the tire and blew that tire out, that vehicle could have lost control and we could have had quite a traffic crash out there with injuries,” said Wickersham.

Headd was arraigned Feb. 21 at Clinton Township’s 41-B District Court on charges of assault with a deadly weapon and discharge of a firearm from a motor vehicle, both four-year felonies, as well as a two-year felony firearm charge. Her bond was set at $50,000 cash or surety.

Wickersham said he’s heard of and received reports of altercations of road rage in which drivers have exchanged threats or obscene gestures, but never anything like this.

“This is the first time we’ve seen it where the individual got so upset that they actually pulled out a gun and fired a round at another vehicle,” he said.



Wow. And I thought I had road rage bad.

Did You Have a Good Weekend?

"Yes and you?"

That's usually how Mondays...or in this case, Tuesday mornings are after the weekend. People around here ask the yes/no question of "Did you have a good weekend?" and I reply "yes and you?" although, I really don't care. My ass is just not chipper in the morning. Actually, I'm ANTI-MORNING. I don't come in singing "Good Morning" and kicking my heels. I slide in quietly, hoping to not say much to anybody until well after NOON. I sit quietly at my desk (which is around a corner, fully cubed off) hoping people don't even notice I'm here. I tense up when I hear certain footsteps or voices approaching my cube. Yes, it's that bad. (Pray for me). I'm fully awake and up & at em by 5pm, when it's time to LEAVE. Other than that, I need folks to kick rocks. Now, there ARE a couple people I don't mind chatting with throughout the day. They're cool peeps...but other than that, beat it!
Also, must people be so loud in the office? If you're trying to be funny by being loud and "extra", but nobody is finding it funny, then you should probably lay off before you get cursed out.
Here is my ode to the office cube:




Enough about offices... for anyone who cares, I did have a good weekend.

Friday, I went to a step show to kick off the Detroit Football Classic weekend. Saturday, I went Targeting and Sam's Clubbing. It was damp and ugly Saturday, so that's pretty much all I did. Sunday, I went to Arts, Beats & Eats for some jazz and good eats. Monday, I went to the Detroit Jazz Festival and had a heavenly Funnel Cake.

So that is the recap of my weekend.



Argh.