I AM PEEVISH, OH SO PEEVISH~
Nov 12th, 2003, 07:04 PM
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Scarlett, I'm sure a gracious and refined person such as yourself is used to living in a "deed-restricted" community with tough regulations and high standards.
I would gladly clean up my cabin - even if it meant getting rid of the towering mounds of decaying watermelon rinds and old chicken bones and giving up my prized flashing pink flamingos, rotating purple and green space balls and stuffed bobcats!
I would gladly clean up my cabin - even if it meant getting rid of the towering mounds of decaying watermelon rinds and old chicken bones and giving up my prized flashing pink flamingos, rotating purple and green space balls and stuffed bobcats!
Nov 12th, 2003, 08:39 PM
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Hi Thin- I had been wondering where you have been. Awhile back you wrote a beautiful post about a trip you took to India. You spoke of some women in an open air market and also of a trip to the Great Wall of China with two friends. Could you possibly tell me where I can find those again? I would really like to re-read them and am sorry that I did not know how to save them.
Nov 13th, 2003, 05:18 AM
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Dearest Scarlett,
I am so distressed to hear that a Yankee-based cell phone company would DARE to take advantage of y'all, just 'cause you choose to return to plantation life in the South. The nerve! However, I am certain your disposition will improve rapidly once you arrive in sunnier climes, so I am hopeful all will be better with you soon.
As for my very own reason for peevishness today, I am leaving for a doctor's visit in about an hour and 15 minutes, and do not look forward to appearing in the stirrups! (Sorry to y'all with weak stomachs!)
Best Wishes & Good Health to All,
BC
I am so distressed to hear that a Yankee-based cell phone company would DARE to take advantage of y'all, just 'cause you choose to return to plantation life in the South. The nerve! However, I am certain your disposition will improve rapidly once you arrive in sunnier climes, so I am hopeful all will be better with you soon.
As for my very own reason for peevishness today, I am leaving for a doctor's visit in about an hour and 15 minutes, and do not look forward to appearing in the stirrups! (Sorry to y'all with weak stomachs!)
Best Wishes & Good Health to All,
BC
Nov 13th, 2003, 06:16 AM
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BC- Trips to the doctor make me peevish as well- it will be over quickly. I know this is straying from the original thread, but if it makes you feel any better, I asked my dr. last time I was there if anyone had ever 'fallen' off the table. Her answer- yes.
Nov 13th, 2003, 06:17 AM
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Calamari...darlin', you not only can't spell mint julep, you can't spell crumpet, either. "
Don't worry, they taste great no matter how you spell them.
My peevishness today is caused by inconsiderate, idiotic contractors and other so-called "service" people. Many of the ones I've dealt with lately couldn't even spell service if you gave them the whole alphabet.
We're having our old boiler/radiator system replaced with a furnace and central air (ka-CHING)...the first day they were here they unloaded a bunch of stuff, cut out the hole and put in the grill for the return and left! After just 2 hours! Said they were going back to the shop to fabricate a bunch of sheet metal and they'd see me first thing in the morning. So, next day, I stayed home and off the phone until noon...nobody shows up, no phone call explaining the hold up. I couldn't reach the guy at either of his phone numbers.
Needless to say I was ready to chew iron and spit nails. Finally reached the guy at home that night and got some jive-ass excuse that ended with "Didn't they call and tell you we couldn't come? They were supposed to call you. Sorry." Well, we had a little prayer meetin', as my Daddy would have said and I think he saw the light.
Anyway, my thanks to Scarlett for starting this thread. I needed to vent! I apologize for the length of my tirade.
Bookchick, hope all goes well for you today.
Don't worry, they taste great no matter how you spell them.My peevishness today is caused by inconsiderate, idiotic contractors and other so-called "service" people. Many of the ones I've dealt with lately couldn't even spell service if you gave them the whole alphabet.
We're having our old boiler/radiator system replaced with a furnace and central air (ka-CHING)...the first day they were here they unloaded a bunch of stuff, cut out the hole and put in the grill for the return and left! After just 2 hours! Said they were going back to the shop to fabricate a bunch of sheet metal and they'd see me first thing in the morning. So, next day, I stayed home and off the phone until noon...nobody shows up, no phone call explaining the hold up. I couldn't reach the guy at either of his phone numbers.
Needless to say I was ready to chew iron and spit nails. Finally reached the guy at home that night and got some jive-ass excuse that ended with "Didn't they call and tell you we couldn't come? They were supposed to call you. Sorry." Well, we had a little prayer meetin', as my Daddy would have said and I think he saw the light.
Anyway, my thanks to Scarlett for starting this thread. I needed to vent! I apologize for the length of my tirade.
Bookchick, hope all goes well for you today.
Nov 13th, 2003, 08:11 AM
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It's about the darn grocery carts! I can never separate the things when they're invariably jammed in tight, one inside the other, outside the store. I'm fairly strong, but these babies are inseparable. Not earthshaking, but one of life's little annoyances. Thanks for letting me vent! 
Nov 13th, 2003, 08:12 AM
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I feel your pain, Robdaddy. The source of my extreme peevishness can be boiled down to two horrid little words: gut reno. A slow, painful, drawnout, DYI gut reno. And fixing up a dump seems so romantic when you read about other people doing it in Provence or Tuscany...
To make matters worse, DH's father, who is an artist, asked if he could store some paintings at our house while he moves. We now have hundreds of gigantic paintings in our gutted out future living room, dining room, kitchen, basement, hallways. I'm going nuts! No wonder I'm so obsessed about going to Italy. In my mind, I'm all ready there. I just come to Fodors, read a trip report, ignore reality... ah, that's better.
To make matters worse, DH's father, who is an artist, asked if he could store some paintings at our house while he moves. We now have hundreds of gigantic paintings in our gutted out future living room, dining room, kitchen, basement, hallways. I'm going nuts! No wonder I'm so obsessed about going to Italy. In my mind, I'm all ready there. I just come to Fodors, read a trip report, ignore reality... ah, that's better.
Nov 13th, 2003, 08:40 AM
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Kay, my renovation activities are also DYI (Do Yourself In) rather than DIY. I am also peeved about home improvements run amok - imagine the nerve of those pendant lamps needing to be re-wired after I completed the job so expertly 19 years ago. And that paint - who told it that it was okay to fade?
Howsomever, we are abandoning all peevishness in a week to journey to - wait - <i>New Orleans</i> for Thanksgiving, followed by a pilgrimage to Miz Leatha's BBQ place in Mississippi, then up Big Muddy to a culmination at Graceland a few days later. Walkin' with our feet ten feet off of Beale... How can one be peeved with the prospect of Po' Boys and Catfish?
Howsomever, we are abandoning all peevishness in a week to journey to - wait - <i>New Orleans</i> for Thanksgiving, followed by a pilgrimage to Miz Leatha's BBQ place in Mississippi, then up Big Muddy to a culmination at Graceland a few days later. Walkin' with our feet ten feet off of Beale... How can one be peeved with the prospect of Po' Boys and Catfish?
Nov 13th, 2003, 08:46 AM
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Scarlett, my dear, I am peeved again because the villian we all love to hate, bunchargum, is up to old tricks! This time under the byline of travelquestion, asking about third world undesirables, pickpockets, touts, and all manner of bad people invading beautiful Rome and preying on tourists. I am peeved because innocent, well-meaning posters are being taken in and answering at face value, unaware of the insincerity and duplicity of the poster, whose only real interest in not in visiting Rome, but provoking argument.
Nov 13th, 2003, 08:57 AM
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Nov 13th, 2003, 10:01 AM
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You're welcome, Ann
Can I add another peeve? I hate the fact that all the Christmas stuff comes out right after Halloween. You go out on Nov 1 and BAM! Now I like the holidays as much as the next person but it's only Nov 13 and the Christmas stuff is already getting on my nerves. Okay, I'm going to take a deep breath now and think only good thoughts...
Can I add another peeve? I hate the fact that all the Christmas stuff comes out right after Halloween. You go out on Nov 1 and BAM! Now I like the holidays as much as the next person but it's only Nov 13 and the Christmas stuff is already getting on my nerves. Okay, I'm going to take a deep breath now and think only good thoughts...
Nov 13th, 2003, 10:48 AM
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I'm peeved too!
One local radio station has been playing Christmas musice constantly since Friday (Nov. 8) easily a month too early.
I'm peeved that I always hit red traffic lights. Don't the lights know I want to go and not stop.
But I'm really peeved about self checkout at the grocery store. For some reason, the store only has one real cashier now (plus the one for the self checkout). The bleeping machine <b><u><i>hates</i></u></b> me. It's always saying take the item out of the basket, put the item in the basket, wait for cashier assistance. AAAAAARRRRRGGGHH!
Maybe that was more of a rant than a peeve, or maybe I'm peeved because of the rant?
One local radio station has been playing Christmas musice constantly since Friday (Nov. 8) easily a month too early.
I'm peeved that I always hit red traffic lights. Don't the lights know I want to go and not stop.
But I'm really peeved about self checkout at the grocery store. For some reason, the store only has one real cashier now (plus the one for the self checkout). The bleeping machine <b><u><i>hates</i></u></b> me. It's always saying take the item out of the basket, put the item in the basket, wait for cashier assistance. AAAAAARRRRRGGGHH!
Maybe that was more of a rant than a peeve, or maybe I'm peeved because of the rant?
