I am known for two things in this life. 1. My ability to sleep very, very late and 2. My lack of patience for idiots and inconsiderate people.
I have expressed my dissatisfaction with the government since the first stimulus package passed in the fall. However, to date, nothing has affected me personally. More about that later.
Yes, I watch Glenn Beck and learn much. He is taught me that Obama is a follower of the beliefs that teach "overwhelm the system." I didn't quite get it until yesterday. I am going with my mother in law and husband's aunt to Washington, DC next Saturday to march on Washington to protest the big government we are being exposed to. In lieu of carrying a sign for 22 hours (time the bus leaves to when it returns) we are making t-shirts. I pondered what it is I am protesting next week. Then it dawned on me that I am protesting so much. This administration is getting stuff half done, getting us riled, putting stuff on the back burner and moving on, rinse, repeat. We are still protesting the huge stimulus package that is only 15% spent, the cap & trade bill, healthcare reform and an all out case of perjury. To the best of my knowledge, each elected member of congress must swear and affirm on the religious book (Bible, Quran, etc.) of their choice to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States. I don't see anyone upholding or defending our Constitution. They are on an all out mission to change or do away with the Constitution. Then it dawned on me...they are overwhelming the system!!!
I have seen signs on the major highways around here touting our Stimulus dollars at work. Frustrating? Yes. But, I could always find a way to get around the backups. Take another route, avoid driving to that area, etc. Now, I am being subjected to a 2 month assault on my senses. Last week, we received notice that our road is being milled and repaved. Now, in Florida we didn't have to mill and repave our roads. Was it because the contractors hired to do the job were required to do the job right the first time? Or is that the seasons take a toll on our roads? I don't know. The running joke is that Engineers in PA have a special skill....they can pave a road with potholes built right in from the start. So now I am being woke up every morning to dump trucks parked in front of my house, backing up with their incessent beeping at 7 a.m. *violation of fact 1 above,* sounds of huge barrels scraping (really it's the bulldozers digging the road, but barrels is what it sounds like to me), backed up traffic and the ever lovely sight of road crew construction guys bending over and showing me a bit too much at any given moment during the day. Yesterday, I checked my mail and looked in the truck parked on the road in front of my house. The driver had a pillow on his steering wheel and was sound asleep. Really, we are paying millions of dollars so drivers can nap? Today was the last straw for me. I came home from Wendy's and the bank. I sat in traffic 1/2 mile from my house for 15 minutes. Cameron's twisted frosty melted and my patience was gone. *violation of fact 2, above* I called Glenn, thinking that he was still at work, and told him to go out and tell the little sign man to flip or I would walk up and beat him with it. Instead, Glenn told me to turn around. Many cars opted to turn around, but, I just knew that if I did it the traffic would finally move. My response was to hang up on him. Hello, I don't need logical ideas I need someone to side with me and tell me "yes they are idiots my dear, feel free to beat them, I will bail you out." I kid! Finally, I gave in, turned around and damn if the traffic next to me didn't start to go. I tried to turn around again but the guy behind me would not allow it and decided to nap on his horn. I was forced to drive 2 miles out of my way to come in the other way. I just knew that there would be a long line of traffic that way now. Nope, I slid right through. Finally, the Gods have smiled on me. My mom called in the midst of the roundabout drive and bless her heart, she did not offer logical ideas, she just said "don't get in trouble, call me when you get home." I have decided that there is no way on God's green Earth that I am coming in via Eat n Park. Yes, most of my business is at that end of town and I hate the Greentree/Washington Ave light, but my sanity means more. I think the life of the sign guy is a bit safer if I follow my new rule. Oh, did I tell you that we have 4 sign guys. 1 at each stop point, 1 at the side street (okay, someone needs to be able to direct us out there as the other one is around a bend) and 1 in front of my house. No reason other than to give me entertainment.
Glenn's experience with them is no less lovely. He works across the street tinting cars in his shop. This morning he woke me up to tell me that...the road crew in their infinite wisdom dug a ditch in front of their shop. He had one car in the shop prior to said ditch digging. Two more cars were scheduled to come later. He could not get the car out nor anymore in. His boss gave him 2 options. 1) Call the customers and reschedule for Sunday. Sunday!!! Can he please have a day off? or 2) take some wood and fill the ditch making a ramp to drive the cars across it. Sounds like a cluster****, well you know, to me! He filled the ditch with wood.
I know that I have 2 more months of this. I try to find the funny, but when you have spilled twisted frosty all over your car and a husband mad about it. Funny is not easily found.
I have expressed my dissatisfaction with the government since the first stimulus package passed in the fall. However, to date, nothing has affected me personally. More about that later.
Yes, I watch Glenn Beck and learn much. He is taught me that Obama is a follower of the beliefs that teach "overwhelm the system." I didn't quite get it until yesterday. I am going with my mother in law and husband's aunt to Washington, DC next Saturday to march on Washington to protest the big government we are being exposed to. In lieu of carrying a sign for 22 hours (time the bus leaves to when it returns) we are making t-shirts. I pondered what it is I am protesting next week. Then it dawned on me that I am protesting so much. This administration is getting stuff half done, getting us riled, putting stuff on the back burner and moving on, rinse, repeat. We are still protesting the huge stimulus package that is only 15% spent, the cap & trade bill, healthcare reform and an all out case of perjury. To the best of my knowledge, each elected member of congress must swear and affirm on the religious book (Bible, Quran, etc.) of their choice to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States. I don't see anyone upholding or defending our Constitution. They are on an all out mission to change or do away with the Constitution. Then it dawned on me...they are overwhelming the system!!!
I have seen signs on the major highways around here touting our Stimulus dollars at work. Frustrating? Yes. But, I could always find a way to get around the backups. Take another route, avoid driving to that area, etc. Now, I am being subjected to a 2 month assault on my senses. Last week, we received notice that our road is being milled and repaved. Now, in Florida we didn't have to mill and repave our roads. Was it because the contractors hired to do the job were required to do the job right the first time? Or is that the seasons take a toll on our roads? I don't know. The running joke is that Engineers in PA have a special skill....they can pave a road with potholes built right in from the start. So now I am being woke up every morning to dump trucks parked in front of my house, backing up with their incessent beeping at 7 a.m. *violation of fact 1 above,* sounds of huge barrels scraping (really it's the bulldozers digging the road, but barrels is what it sounds like to me), backed up traffic and the ever lovely sight of road crew construction guys bending over and showing me a bit too much at any given moment during the day. Yesterday, I checked my mail and looked in the truck parked on the road in front of my house. The driver had a pillow on his steering wheel and was sound asleep. Really, we are paying millions of dollars so drivers can nap? Today was the last straw for me. I came home from Wendy's and the bank. I sat in traffic 1/2 mile from my house for 15 minutes. Cameron's twisted frosty melted and my patience was gone. *violation of fact 2, above* I called Glenn, thinking that he was still at work, and told him to go out and tell the little sign man to flip or I would walk up and beat him with it. Instead, Glenn told me to turn around. Many cars opted to turn around, but, I just knew that if I did it the traffic would finally move. My response was to hang up on him. Hello, I don't need logical ideas I need someone to side with me and tell me "yes they are idiots my dear, feel free to beat them, I will bail you out." I kid! Finally, I gave in, turned around and damn if the traffic next to me didn't start to go. I tried to turn around again but the guy behind me would not allow it and decided to nap on his horn. I was forced to drive 2 miles out of my way to come in the other way. I just knew that there would be a long line of traffic that way now. Nope, I slid right through. Finally, the Gods have smiled on me. My mom called in the midst of the roundabout drive and bless her heart, she did not offer logical ideas, she just said "don't get in trouble, call me when you get home." I have decided that there is no way on God's green Earth that I am coming in via Eat n Park. Yes, most of my business is at that end of town and I hate the Greentree/Washington Ave light, but my sanity means more. I think the life of the sign guy is a bit safer if I follow my new rule. Oh, did I tell you that we have 4 sign guys. 1 at each stop point, 1 at the side street (okay, someone needs to be able to direct us out there as the other one is around a bend) and 1 in front of my house. No reason other than to give me entertainment.
Glenn's experience with them is no less lovely. He works across the street tinting cars in his shop. This morning he woke me up to tell me that...the road crew in their infinite wisdom dug a ditch in front of their shop. He had one car in the shop prior to said ditch digging. Two more cars were scheduled to come later. He could not get the car out nor anymore in. His boss gave him 2 options. 1) Call the customers and reschedule for Sunday. Sunday!!! Can he please have a day off? or 2) take some wood and fill the ditch making a ramp to drive the cars across it. Sounds like a cluster****, well you know, to me! He filled the ditch with wood.
I know that I have 2 more months of this. I try to find the funny, but when you have spilled twisted frosty all over your car and a husband mad about it. Funny is not easily found.
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