WTF?! Friday

Hope my awesomely positive post puts everyone in great spirits for the weekend. Happy Friday!




I know everyone has heard enough about it but I can't believe people are defending the now former coach of Penn State and are angry about him getting fired, even protesting and turning to violence. If it were a murder he knew about and kept quite that could make him an accessory. I feel like people care more about their stupid football than about the innocence lost. It's also really upsetting that all this hoopla surrounding Joe Paterno has taken away from the real perpetrator and the true victims. WTF?!

I went to Subway for a sandwich and the guy at the counter asked me about my pregnancy. What gender the baby is, when I am due. Typical stuff. Then he asked me how old I am. I told him and he said he thought I was 16 or 17. I was in awe that he thought that and felt it was okay to say. Saying I look like a pregnant teenager makes me feel really self conscious and is offensive. He was clearly judging me the moment I walked in. I made sure I handed him my credit card with my left hand even though it felt awkward and I almost dropped it so he could see my engagement ring and wedding band. WTF though?!

 I was looking online for decor for the nursery and just so happened to find something on Ebay. I have never actually used the site so I created an account and placed a bid on the item I was interested in. The seller then contacted me saying that they didn't like the fact I was a new user and bid on their item. I was completely outraged and befuddled. Long story short I ended up not purchasing the item. I understand that no one should trust anyone online easily, especially when there's money involved but their suspicion was borderline paranoia. Really, what pleasure am I going to get out of holding out payment on a four dollar knickknack? Get it together crazy. WTF?!

Why is it so hard for just about every cashier to have a smile on their face or at least tell you your freaking total when checking out? I get it, you're miserable. Don't be rude to me when I'm polite and when I pay tell me what I owe! It's not hard. I know because I was a cashier before. I didn't love it but I was a good employee and only told people to shove it when they were rude to me first. (That's what good employee's do, right?) I know you encounter rude people all day but when someone is nice to you then attempt to make an effort. WTF?!