Friday, December 31, 2004
I can't wait until Jan 9th. My last day before my two week vacation is the 8th, then I will sit at home with my thumb up my butt for a week (other than going to classes), and then we leave for Anheim! I can't wait to have time off...........
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
This just completely sucks.
Friday, December 24, 2004
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Him: So, the monthly bill will be $35 a month, plus the system access fee, plus the 911 fee.........
Me: What if I don't wanna pay the 911 fee?
Him: Everyone pays it, it's a government thing, like taxes.
Me: Well, what if I don't want to call 911? I don't plan on needing to call them.
Him: You say that now, but one day you'll need to call them and you'll be saying, 'Sure glad I have the 911 access on my cell phone!'
Me: But I could call the operator and have her call. Or I could call a friend and say, 'Hey, call 911 for me, would you?'
Him: (kinda laughing) Well, there's nothing I can do about that. Even I have to pay it, just like the system access fee.
Me: What?! You have to pay the system access fee? But you work there! It should be free, like a perk for working for Rogers.
Him: Well, I don't make the rules, that's the way it is, unfortunately.
Me: You know what it's like, it's like the graduated licencing thingy. They make you take another drivers test, just so they can get another $50 or whatever out of you.
Him: Oh, we don't have that here. See, I'm in Montreal.
Me: How come you don't get it? That's not fair.
Him: Well, I may have to do that if I move out there next year.
Me: Oh, you're moving here? Do you have a licence already?
Him: No, not yet.
Me: Not even a learner's?
Him: No, not even.
Me: Oh, well you are gonna get stuck with the graduated licencing!
Him: Well that's if I move out there.
Me: So you take the bus?
Me: How much do you pay for the bus out there?
Him: $30 a month for the Metro.
Me: Oh, you should stay out there.
Him: Well, it's still a maybe....
Me: Why wouldn't you?
Him: Well, it depends if I get a job out there or not, I'm still young, so I don't know...
Me: How old are you?
Him: Well, you're older than me.
Me: How do you know?
Him: Well, is shows your birthdate in your file....
Me: What? You can see all that! That should be personal info!
Him: Well, it's .........
Me: How old are you?
Him: I'm almost nineteen.
Me: Wow, you are young. I mean, what if I had a credit card (even though I don't, but hypothetically speaking) and you decided to take that information and do illegal things with it? Maybe since you aren't yet 19 you could not be charged as a full adult.
Him: No, it' s different out here, the legal age is 18.
Me: So you can drink out there at 18?
Me: Oh, that sux! How come all this stuff is different? We are one country, we should all be the same!
Me: So why would you get a different job?
Him: Oh man.........so off topic............
Me: Yeah I'm good at that, aren't I?
Him: Yeah......... SO your plan would be $35 a month plus free voicemail....
Me: Are they listening to us right now?
Him: I think Rogers is a great company to work for.
Me: They ARE listening to us right now aren't they!
Him: Rogers is a great company to work for.
Me: Oh man! So it's like in '1984', they're listening to you right now, recording our conversation.... do they have little monitors in front of you that show Rogers promotional videos all day?
Him: ....(laughing quietly in little gasps)....... So, the plan will be $35 a month........
And that was about the point where I could tell he was consciously trying not to get led astray again, no matter how much I tried. There was more earlier in the conversation, little things, but it is hard to recall that long a conversation in great detail. He was funny, trying to to his job, but there I was, asking dumb questions. I was so tired when he first called, it took a while to get details about the phone plans embedded in my mind, and I kept asking the same things over and over at first. Apparently I sound like his sister when I am mulling things over aloud! I managed to keep him on the phone for half an hour. Such a great victory! I love messing with the promotional people. I shouldn't, since I used to do door-to-door promotions and should remember how it feels to have time half wasted, but it is so much fun. When I get a land line, I will have fun with the telemarketers..........
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The cleaning of the storage area, which is under the stairs, also presents me with a chance to do some filling up of holes that have been buried by boxes. There are long gaps that are running diagonal with the stairs, and I believe that I see a spot where mice could be entering our space. SO, I will be blocking it up! Yay! So much fun! If I get paid tonight I will go buy some drywall compund in the morning and do it properly; otherwise I will use the caulk, foam and cardboard that we planned on using while in the Revy. I prefer drywall, because I love drywall, but Sam was purchasing the supplies and didn't want to shell out that much money (it is under the stairs, who cares what it looks like?). I will be so tired by the end of this week, but I like to get rid of CRAP, and I have no school right now, so it's all good.
I'M GOING TO DISNEYLAND!!! YAAYYYY!!!!
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Sharon, my best friend, was staying at my place for a while to take a break from family. She has gone home now....... Kinda sux not having her here a bunch. Even though I didn't get to spend a lot of quality time with her, it was nice to come home to Sharon, or be home and have Sharon walk in. One day I will have my own house, and I will demand that she take up residence in said house. Then, whenever I need a Sharon fix, I will go bang on the door. Hee hee!
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Each sex needs emotional support from a different place. Men seem to react strongly to the kind of emotional support that they receive from their spouse; women react to the amount of help they get around the house, ie. cleaning, organization, care of any children. This makes a lot of sense if you think about it in terms of common complaints from people living with the opposite sex. Males living with females have been known to complain that the females are irrational, crazy, unstable. If the male is not providing enough support with household chores and/or childcare, then this would cause the female to become aggravated, which would come out in interaction. Females have been known to complain that males they are living with are providing little to no participation in household chores, and this may not seem like an important issue to males, but it is important to females.
This explains quite a lot, if you think about how living relationships are portrayed in television and movies. It may not be just a stereotype that men are lazy and women are crazy. This could be based on actual circumstances. Men don't see the little things as mattering a lot of the time, but the little things are what make up the big picture, like puzzle pieces. If you throw out half the pieces, you don't get the satisfaction of the pretty picture at the end.
I can look at this information in reference to relationships that I have had in the past. The boyfriends that I miss, no matter how assholish they turned out to be in the end, are the ones that did the little things, like letting his bus go by so he could sit with me five minutes until mine arrived, and then waiting 25 minutes afterwards for his own bus. Or carrying my bag just because. Or any number of little things that seem like nothing, but when you add them all together they say a lot.
In regards to the help around the house bit, I can say for a certainty that when there is a prolonged period of lack of help, girls can tend to get progressively frustrated, leading to anger and stress levels that get to the point that sleep is lost, and comfort levels at ones own home go down. There is little that can be done, it seems, when a rift has been created by the situation. It's almost a catch-22. The badness wouldn't have been there in the first place if a discussion had taken place about such responsibilities, but now that the badness is there, talking about it may just lead to more badness. And the badness leads to more stress......... See the cyclicalness of it all?
What is to be done if someone is dead set against doing something?