Well, not in a "I hate my job" kind of way. More in a "I'm busier than a Jehovah's Witness at Doors Unlimited" sort of way. We are going through a transition to a new management company and EVERYTHING that I work on has to be redone in order to make the move. EVERYTHING. And that's a lot of shit. Then I have a bunch of new stuff coming down the pipe. The new stuff comes in spurts and it's just a wave that has chosen to hit now. Which sucks. But I'm doing the best I can to get through it all. When I'm frustrated, I remind myself that vacation is only 9 days away.
So in the middle of all this crap, I have one company (a new project) that is literally calling me 15 times a day. Almost every hour they call, and then hang up on my voicemail. This drives me absolutely fucking insane. If you need to speak to me, leave a message. If you don't, then send an email. Every single time you call and hang up, that resets the clock on when I will call you back. It may be childish, but it's what I do. You piss me off when you do that and when I'm pissed, I retaliate. So yeah, keep on doing that honey. You'll be lucky to hear from me before vacation.
These are the same people that had the audacity to email me yesterday and demanded to know why the contract wasn't signed yet. "What's the hold up?" Um, the hold up is that the Chairman of the Board hasn't signed it yet. I'm not going to call him and ask him why either. When he gets to it, he gets to it. End of story. I don't care what sort of rush you are in. WE are not in a rush. WE can't do anything with your stuff for another week anyway. So back off!
The good news in all of this is that it appears that this group uses a lot of paper. We do not. Everything we do in house is done electronically. Yes, there is always some paper floating around, but generally, everything is done via the computer. So what's the good news? The good news is that the boss man is going to back out of the project if the rep today says there is no way we can do electronic. I have no clue what the ramifications of this statement would be, but it gives me a sick little sense of joy knowing that I might be able to stick it to the bitch that won't stop calling me.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Clean house
So a new cleaning crew was coming today to take care of my house. Remember how my old cleaning lady had to go out for back surgery and I was pissed off that I would have to clean the house myself? Well, the dearest husband o' mine called up the folks that clean his old frat house on campus and asked them if they did private homes as well. They said they did and came over to have a look-see. They told him they would just accept whatever we paid our previous person so of course Frugal Fanny told them the price was about half of what we normally pay. I'm not complaining though. I do have a cruise to finance (yes, the Top Gay and I booked it and we leave at the end of the month!). Anyway, today was their first day.
Now in general, I AM one of those people that cleans before the cleaning people come. No, I don't pre-scrub the toilets or anything but I do pick up the dirty underwear that is scattered around the house and try to put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher rather than leave them in the sink. I also try to pick up the shit ton of toys and games that my kid leaves laying around. Just a general pick up and de-clutter if you will. This morning I felt ultra frazzled since I haven't had time to prepare for the new crew. Work has been busy and I seem to be off in 80 different directions lately so I just haven't prepared. The old cleaning person wasn't as big of a deal. She knew us and our dirty laundry so I got to a point where I didn't feel as hard pressed to clean before her arrival. I still did it, but I wasn't fanatical about it. Today I left the house in a near panic ordering my kid to pick up her crap because the cleaning people were coming. I do wonder how much cleaning crews are like hairdressers. I know our "old" lady did share gossip and stories with another person she cleaned for. I use to work with this person (which is how I found her in the first place) and would always hear about what B told her about me when she was cleaning. The last thing I want is a bunch of people around town knowing about the shit inside my house (literally and figuratively of course).
So I'll depart work here shortly and head home to see how things are. I hope it's good because we sure did need a cleaning (and lord knows I'm too lazy to do it myself).
Now in general, I AM one of those people that cleans before the cleaning people come. No, I don't pre-scrub the toilets or anything but I do pick up the dirty underwear that is scattered around the house and try to put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher rather than leave them in the sink. I also try to pick up the shit ton of toys and games that my kid leaves laying around. Just a general pick up and de-clutter if you will. This morning I felt ultra frazzled since I haven't had time to prepare for the new crew. Work has been busy and I seem to be off in 80 different directions lately so I just haven't prepared. The old cleaning person wasn't as big of a deal. She knew us and our dirty laundry so I got to a point where I didn't feel as hard pressed to clean before her arrival. I still did it, but I wasn't fanatical about it. Today I left the house in a near panic ordering my kid to pick up her crap because the cleaning people were coming. I do wonder how much cleaning crews are like hairdressers. I know our "old" lady did share gossip and stories with another person she cleaned for. I use to work with this person (which is how I found her in the first place) and would always hear about what B told her about me when she was cleaning. The last thing I want is a bunch of people around town knowing about the shit inside my house (literally and figuratively of course).
So I'll depart work here shortly and head home to see how things are. I hope it's good because we sure did need a cleaning (and lord knows I'm too lazy to do it myself).
Monday, May 10, 2010
Journeys
I'm getting pretty sick and tired of listening to people tell me how I should be happy because other people have it worse than I do. While I acknowledge that there are people that DO have it worse than me, it doesn't mean that my problems are any less real or any less difficult for me to deal with. Yes, there are people who are starving while I have food on my table every night. Yes, there are people with children dying of cancer while I have a child whose biggest issue right now is an infection in her finger. Yes, there are people who are homeless while I have a (big) roof over my head. I get all of that. But I don't feel guilty or ashamed of what I DO have. My husband and I have worked hard for what we have. And I'm not saying that other people don't. Everyone falls on hard times. Lord knows we have, but it still doesn't mean that when I complain about something, it isn't important to me. And y'know what? REAL friends understand that. Yes, we can laugh at how silly some of it may seem in the grand scheme of things, but true friends also talk through the issue, calm fears, and help find solutions. Not just throw out "well, so and so has it much worse than you!"
Everyone has their own journey in life. I can be there to support those that I'm close to but even still, when something happens, there is only so much of myself that I can invest in a situation that isn't truly my own. I really do believe that we have to go through things to learn our lessons and to move forward. Having someone else fret over an issue that doesn't involve them really does no good. Yes, we can feel pain, sympathy, and loss for other people, but at some point you have to draw the line. If you asked someone if they really wanted you to stop your life for them and their issues, they would say no. So be a good friend and listen to the problems of others. Offer a solution or a helping hand if need be. But for the love of god, don't tell them some sob story about how fortunate they are and they don't really understand how hard it is for other people.
I know that none of the people I'm talking about read this blog. Although perhaps today should be the day I forward it on to them.
Everyone has their own journey in life. I can be there to support those that I'm close to but even still, when something happens, there is only so much of myself that I can invest in a situation that isn't truly my own. I really do believe that we have to go through things to learn our lessons and to move forward. Having someone else fret over an issue that doesn't involve them really does no good. Yes, we can feel pain, sympathy, and loss for other people, but at some point you have to draw the line. If you asked someone if they really wanted you to stop your life for them and their issues, they would say no. So be a good friend and listen to the problems of others. Offer a solution or a helping hand if need be. But for the love of god, don't tell them some sob story about how fortunate they are and they don't really understand how hard it is for other people.
I know that none of the people I'm talking about read this blog. Although perhaps today should be the day I forward it on to them.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
White Whine
There is a great website called White Whine. The site is full of comments from white people about how hard their lives are. Things like "I really hope my doorman doesn't go on strike this week" and "My iPad is really heavy!" While they don't update the site as much as I would like, I do enjoy the comments. I, myself, have had a White Whine kind of week. Let me explain (read: whine).
Tuesday, my cleaning lady came to do our house. While there she told my husband that she is going in for back surgery on Thursday (today!!) and will be out of commission for 6-8 weeks. My initial thought was "Fuck!" Not "gee, I hope she's ok" but "FUCK! I am going to have to clean my own house?!" Uh, yeah. Those 4.5 baths don't clean themselves, people.
Yesterday we had a benefits meeting for a new company we are going to merge with. Thing I'm pissy about? My PTO time. I will be forced to cash out my time at the time of the transition and I will have to start with ZERO hours when we are with the new group. ZERO. This is like a death sentence to me. How on earth am I suppose to survive with ZERO PTO time? My husbands response? "Can't you just ask them to make you a manager so you don't have to worry about PTO time?" Oh, right. I forgot. I can just snap my fingers and make anything happen. I've just been too lazy to do it all this time. I mean, snapping is really hard! It's why I haven't snapped up the lottery numbers yet. My fingers are tired. But fuck....ZERO PTO time. Ugh.
In response to the impending doom of zero PTO time, I've been looking at vacations with the Top Gay. We found a cruise that starts in Rome, goes to Sicily, Athens, Turkey and Crete. We can get a balcony room for $950 for the week! The only issue is the airfare is running about $1500. Sure, we could probably find something cheaper, but we are only willing to fly on select airlines so that we can upgrade to first class. I mean, I'm not slummin' it in coach for 10 hours. I need my fine dining, booze and extra large reclining seat.
So yeah, my life is HARD people. If this cruise doesn't work out, I might have to take my kid to Disney instead.
Tuesday, my cleaning lady came to do our house. While there she told my husband that she is going in for back surgery on Thursday (today!!) and will be out of commission for 6-8 weeks. My initial thought was "Fuck!" Not "gee, I hope she's ok" but "FUCK! I am going to have to clean my own house?!" Uh, yeah. Those 4.5 baths don't clean themselves, people.
Yesterday we had a benefits meeting for a new company we are going to merge with. Thing I'm pissy about? My PTO time. I will be forced to cash out my time at the time of the transition and I will have to start with ZERO hours when we are with the new group. ZERO. This is like a death sentence to me. How on earth am I suppose to survive with ZERO PTO time? My husbands response? "Can't you just ask them to make you a manager so you don't have to worry about PTO time?" Oh, right. I forgot. I can just snap my fingers and make anything happen. I've just been too lazy to do it all this time. I mean, snapping is really hard! It's why I haven't snapped up the lottery numbers yet. My fingers are tired. But fuck....ZERO PTO time. Ugh.
In response to the impending doom of zero PTO time, I've been looking at vacations with the Top Gay. We found a cruise that starts in Rome, goes to Sicily, Athens, Turkey and Crete. We can get a balcony room for $950 for the week! The only issue is the airfare is running about $1500. Sure, we could probably find something cheaper, but we are only willing to fly on select airlines so that we can upgrade to first class. I mean, I'm not slummin' it in coach for 10 hours. I need my fine dining, booze and extra large reclining seat.
So yeah, my life is HARD people. If this cruise doesn't work out, I might have to take my kid to Disney instead.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Mix Tape Blog Post
I found this idea online and thought I would give it a whirl. I also need something mindless to do today since my head is full of crap that is bothering me and I'd like to think about something else for awhile. Anyway, the idea for this entry is this:
Put your iPod on Shuffle. ID the song that comes on and talk about what memories, thoughts or emotions it brings up.
So, here we go!
Fields of Gold -Sting
I love Sting. He's always been one of my all time favorite artists. He's one you can always fall back on when you don't know what else to listen to. And let's face it, Sting is hot. Sometimes he's a little too crunchy for me what with his whole saving the rainforests and whatnot. Just sing and be sexy, ok? Cause I'm not buying your music due to your political beliefs. I paid good money to listen to you sing and to possibly oogle you a bit. That's all.
This song is very soothing. Perhaps my iPod knows I need relaxing music today.
Just a Boy - Harry Connick, Jr.
I went through a phase where I was utterly obsessed with HCJ. I dig his big band style of music. I wanted a HCJ song at as my first dance at my wedding but the husband felt like we couldn't really dance to it. Quite frankly, HE couldn't dance to it, but then again, he can't really dance, period.
This song is playing so quietly on my iHome that I have to jack up the sound just to hear it. 10 bucks says the next song is blaring causing the office to wonder what the hell is going on in my office. But again, another soothing song. I love you today iPod!
Yo Ho (A Pirate's Life for Me) - The Pirates of the Caribbean
HA! I actually forgot that I had this on my iPod. This is my absolute favorite ride of all time. I will literally beg my 6 year old to let us go on this ride first when we are at Disney World. Then I will get off and ride again as many times as the kid will let me. Perhaps I was a pirate in my former life. Who knows, but how can you not adore Jack Sparrow?? But even before Jack came along I loved this ride. The bombs going off in the water around your boat, the drunk passed out in the mud with the pigs, the dog with the keys looking at the crazy prisoners that are whistling at him. Just fabulous.
Ask the Lonely - Journey
We are getting in to quite an eclectic mix now aren't we? Journey just makes me think of the '80s. Having sleepovers and staying up until all hours talking about boys. I guess I never grew out of that since this is what I do when I stay with the Top Gay.
By the way, have you seen that guy that replaced Steve Perry as the lead singer? It's almost creepy how much he sounds like him. Kinda cool though that the group is re-born, so to speak.
Man in the Mirror - Michael Jackson
Ok, fine, you now know that I have MJ on my iPod. Sue me. Well, I know you won't because you are too busy sobbing over his death of nearly a year ago. Crying into your glittered glove. But MJ is a classic. I use to have the Jackson 5 poster on my bedroom wall. I use to laugh at Tito's ginormous 'fro. I even had the Thriller picture disk that I refused to play on my record player for fear that it would scratch and ruin it.
Love, Oh Love - Lionel Richie
Well, it looks like my iPod is trying to sell me out. Showing off all my old school hits when I choose to write a blog post about it. No current, hip songs. Just some classic artists that really define who I am. I see what you're up to, iTouch. I know your game.
Anyway, Lionel Richie was the first concert I ever went to. In Madison Square Garden no less! My mother let my sister and I go with friends. And basically unsupervised. I was 13 at the time and my sister was 15. I still cannot believe my mother allowed us to do that. But it was the Dancin' on the Ceiling Tour and the people behind us were smoking pot. I don't know how on earth I knew that it was pot, but I did. I loved that show and thought I was hot shit for going. Even wore my tour t-shirt to school the next day. I'm a badass.
Bali Ha'i - South Pacific
Yeah, now we're bringing out the show tunes! I went to see South Pacific last year with the Top Gay. One of my favorite shows of all time. It's funny because I remember watching the movie with my dad as a kid and not really liking it that much. And I remember it being LONG. In fact, that was the first thing I said to the Top Gay when we sat down for the show. While the show wasn't as long as I remember it being, it was still fabulous.
Ok, last song.....
This Time - Janet Jackson
Janet is right up there with Sting for me. I use her music for workouts, when I'm pissed, or when I'm feeling rebellious (among other things). She is just so amazing. I've seen her in concert twice now and they were both THE BEST shows I have ever been to. She really sings (no lip syncing) and dances her ass off. I've always wished I could be one of her backup dancers, but alas, I'm not cool (or talented) enough. Janet rocks.
Put your iPod on Shuffle. ID the song that comes on and talk about what memories, thoughts or emotions it brings up.
So, here we go!
Fields of Gold -Sting
I love Sting. He's always been one of my all time favorite artists. He's one you can always fall back on when you don't know what else to listen to. And let's face it, Sting is hot. Sometimes he's a little too crunchy for me what with his whole saving the rainforests and whatnot. Just sing and be sexy, ok? Cause I'm not buying your music due to your political beliefs. I paid good money to listen to you sing and to possibly oogle you a bit. That's all.
This song is very soothing. Perhaps my iPod knows I need relaxing music today.
Just a Boy - Harry Connick, Jr.
I went through a phase where I was utterly obsessed with HCJ. I dig his big band style of music. I wanted a HCJ song at as my first dance at my wedding but the husband felt like we couldn't really dance to it. Quite frankly, HE couldn't dance to it, but then again, he can't really dance, period.
This song is playing so quietly on my iHome that I have to jack up the sound just to hear it. 10 bucks says the next song is blaring causing the office to wonder what the hell is going on in my office. But again, another soothing song. I love you today iPod!
Yo Ho (A Pirate's Life for Me) - The Pirates of the Caribbean
HA! I actually forgot that I had this on my iPod. This is my absolute favorite ride of all time. I will literally beg my 6 year old to let us go on this ride first when we are at Disney World. Then I will get off and ride again as many times as the kid will let me. Perhaps I was a pirate in my former life. Who knows, but how can you not adore Jack Sparrow?? But even before Jack came along I loved this ride. The bombs going off in the water around your boat, the drunk passed out in the mud with the pigs, the dog with the keys looking at the crazy prisoners that are whistling at him. Just fabulous.
Ask the Lonely - Journey
We are getting in to quite an eclectic mix now aren't we? Journey just makes me think of the '80s. Having sleepovers and staying up until all hours talking about boys. I guess I never grew out of that since this is what I do when I stay with the Top Gay.
By the way, have you seen that guy that replaced Steve Perry as the lead singer? It's almost creepy how much he sounds like him. Kinda cool though that the group is re-born, so to speak.
Man in the Mirror - Michael Jackson
Ok, fine, you now know that I have MJ on my iPod. Sue me. Well, I know you won't because you are too busy sobbing over his death of nearly a year ago. Crying into your glittered glove. But MJ is a classic. I use to have the Jackson 5 poster on my bedroom wall. I use to laugh at Tito's ginormous 'fro. I even had the Thriller picture disk that I refused to play on my record player for fear that it would scratch and ruin it.
Love, Oh Love - Lionel Richie
Well, it looks like my iPod is trying to sell me out. Showing off all my old school hits when I choose to write a blog post about it. No current, hip songs. Just some classic artists that really define who I am. I see what you're up to, iTouch. I know your game.
Anyway, Lionel Richie was the first concert I ever went to. In Madison Square Garden no less! My mother let my sister and I go with friends. And basically unsupervised. I was 13 at the time and my sister was 15. I still cannot believe my mother allowed us to do that. But it was the Dancin' on the Ceiling Tour and the people behind us were smoking pot. I don't know how on earth I knew that it was pot, but I did. I loved that show and thought I was hot shit for going. Even wore my tour t-shirt to school the next day. I'm a badass.
Bali Ha'i - South Pacific
Yeah, now we're bringing out the show tunes! I went to see South Pacific last year with the Top Gay. One of my favorite shows of all time. It's funny because I remember watching the movie with my dad as a kid and not really liking it that much. And I remember it being LONG. In fact, that was the first thing I said to the Top Gay when we sat down for the show. While the show wasn't as long as I remember it being, it was still fabulous.
Ok, last song.....
This Time - Janet Jackson
Janet is right up there with Sting for me. I use her music for workouts, when I'm pissed, or when I'm feeling rebellious (among other things). She is just so amazing. I've seen her in concert twice now and they were both THE BEST shows I have ever been to. She really sings (no lip syncing) and dances her ass off. I've always wished I could be one of her backup dancers, but alas, I'm not cool (or talented) enough. Janet rocks.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Family History
I am addicted to ancestry.com. ADDICTED. That website is like crack. And they know it too since they charge what I consider to be an assload of money just to access public information. BUT all that public information is in one place and easily searchable, so......
Back in February a friend of mine sent me some info about a distant relative that was a sculptor in Italy. There was all this information about the man and I was fascinated. My friend told me that his father was cleaning out his office closet and found a folder full of family history that has been passed down. He got excited about the possibility of discovering his family and signed up at ancestry.com. Of course, within an hour I did the same.
It started out easy enough. I emailed my mother and she gave me what she knew off of the top of her head. For the first two weeks I was a madwoman. I spent all day every day working on this family tree. I was amazed at the information that popped up. I kept digging and digging and would call my mother at 10pm in the middle of the week with questions. When she answered the phone I wouldn't even say hello but rather just shout "Great grandma's last name was Butler, wasn't it?!" Even she was amazed at what I was finding.
It's been almost 2 months since I started on this journey. I've now created a tree for my husband's family as well. I granted him access to the tree and then got pissed off that he would log in and mess with it (in case you forgot, I have control issues). I tried to remind myself that it was HIS tree anyway so he could do what he wanted with it. But then i would tell him over dinner about how what he had added to the tree was stupid. Come on, you should not be surprised at my bitchiness by this point. Anyway, both trees have people going back almost to the 900's which is freakin' amazing. Ancestry.com keeps giving me information so I keep adding the people. I feel like I have to follow and investigate EVERY SINGLE LEAD. I mean, what if I am related to a King (which I am by the way)? I need to know this!
I have gotten stuck on my dad's side. I'm as far back as my great great grandparents and then the trail runs dry. I know that my great grandfather was orphaned so finding out about his parents has been hard. Then there is my great grandfather on my paternal gradmother's side. Apparently he walked out on his family and remarried. I've found bits and pieces but for some reason cannot find his parents or his first wife's parents. I finally bit the bullet about 2 weeks ago and ordered his birth certificate online. Up until this point I've been very hesitant about spending money on this gig. I'm very much into the process but also don't want to spend a fortune just to find out who my relatives are. In any case, every single day now I race to the mailbox to see if the birth certificate has arrived and it hasn't. I want and need to order more documents but I want to see what I get with this first one before I go further along the same route.
I'm not as gung ho about the tree as I was a month and a half ago, but I'm still plugging along. I've found that it's good to take a break and then revisit what I've done. I start to see things that blew right past me in my flurry of activity. And trust me, every little piece of information helps. An initial, a date, a location. It just narrows the search and helps to pinpoint the person you are looking for. Overall it's been a great experience and really eye opening. I find myself wondering about what life was like for Pepin the Short King of Franks and his wife Betrade Big Foot Laon. Or what about Boleslav the Cruel Prince of Bohemia (what made him cruel?) and Sigurd Snake Eyes King of Danes? I guess once I'm done getting people on the tree I'll have my work cut out for me in finding more of their actual history.
Back in February a friend of mine sent me some info about a distant relative that was a sculptor in Italy. There was all this information about the man and I was fascinated. My friend told me that his father was cleaning out his office closet and found a folder full of family history that has been passed down. He got excited about the possibility of discovering his family and signed up at ancestry.com. Of course, within an hour I did the same.
It started out easy enough. I emailed my mother and she gave me what she knew off of the top of her head. For the first two weeks I was a madwoman. I spent all day every day working on this family tree. I was amazed at the information that popped up. I kept digging and digging and would call my mother at 10pm in the middle of the week with questions. When she answered the phone I wouldn't even say hello but rather just shout "Great grandma's last name was Butler, wasn't it?!" Even she was amazed at what I was finding.
It's been almost 2 months since I started on this journey. I've now created a tree for my husband's family as well. I granted him access to the tree and then got pissed off that he would log in and mess with it (in case you forgot, I have control issues). I tried to remind myself that it was HIS tree anyway so he could do what he wanted with it. But then i would tell him over dinner about how what he had added to the tree was stupid. Come on, you should not be surprised at my bitchiness by this point. Anyway, both trees have people going back almost to the 900's which is freakin' amazing. Ancestry.com keeps giving me information so I keep adding the people. I feel like I have to follow and investigate EVERY SINGLE LEAD. I mean, what if I am related to a King (which I am by the way)? I need to know this!
I have gotten stuck on my dad's side. I'm as far back as my great great grandparents and then the trail runs dry. I know that my great grandfather was orphaned so finding out about his parents has been hard. Then there is my great grandfather on my paternal gradmother's side. Apparently he walked out on his family and remarried. I've found bits and pieces but for some reason cannot find his parents or his first wife's parents. I finally bit the bullet about 2 weeks ago and ordered his birth certificate online. Up until this point I've been very hesitant about spending money on this gig. I'm very much into the process but also don't want to spend a fortune just to find out who my relatives are. In any case, every single day now I race to the mailbox to see if the birth certificate has arrived and it hasn't. I want and need to order more documents but I want to see what I get with this first one before I go further along the same route.
I'm not as gung ho about the tree as I was a month and a half ago, but I'm still plugging along. I've found that it's good to take a break and then revisit what I've done. I start to see things that blew right past me in my flurry of activity. And trust me, every little piece of information helps. An initial, a date, a location. It just narrows the search and helps to pinpoint the person you are looking for. Overall it's been a great experience and really eye opening. I find myself wondering about what life was like for Pepin the Short King of Franks and his wife Betrade Big Foot Laon. Or what about Boleslav the Cruel Prince of Bohemia (what made him cruel?) and Sigurd Snake Eyes King of Danes? I guess once I'm done getting people on the tree I'll have my work cut out for me in finding more of their actual history.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Health Care Part Deux
I am thrilled that the health care bill passed. I'm overjoyed that Obama signed the bill into law today. Three cheers (and then some) for reform!
Do I think the bill is perfect? No. Do I think it will solve all of our problems? Of course not. But it's a step in the right direction. We cannot move forward unless we make changes. Yes, change can be scary, but that's no reason to stand idle.
I am still fired up by people that oppose this bill. One person I know said that they were upset that now they have to "bust their ass so that lazy people that don't work can have health care." Ok, first of all, that is so fucking ridiculous I cannot even believe I heard it. Secondly, way to group a few bad apples into an entire population. Are there people that are lazy and don't work? Yes. Is everyone that is unemployed lazy and not wanting to work? No. In case you forgot, we are still in a recession. Unemployment is at an all time high. The majority of these people WANT to work. Some of them are even paying for insurance via COBRA. On the flip side, there are quite a few people in this country that DO work yet still have no benefits. My husband is one such person. Without my job and benefits, he would have nothing. He is self employed and is deemed uninsurable due to pre-exisiting medical conditions (ironically he is against reform as well). I have other friends that work full time but are offered ZERO benefits from their employers. So before you start spewing your hatred, you should take a look around.
Then we have the lovely folks who are pissed that the bill passed ("What about the Constitution?!") and are also pissed that Rep. Stupak made a deal on abortion language. Ok, so you are against the government making decisions about your health care, yet you are FOR the government making decisions about your health care. Yeah, that makes sense. Don't tell me what I can or cannot do with my insurance but you damn well better tell everyone else what they can or cannot do with their bodies. Right.
My main issue is this: You have no right to complain about ANYTHING (health care or otherwise) unless you are willing to do something about it. This reform bill was not a breaking news surprise. We all knew it was coming. Every single person in this country could have written their Senator or Rep. They could have called the White House. They could have protested. But the majority of them didn't. They sat at home in front of their televisions and yelled and screamed and the injustice of it all. You have the power to make a change and didn't use it. Don't complain that you don't like the results. It's no one's fault but your own.
Finally, when did it become so horrible and wrong to actually help other people? What is so terrible about lending a hand to those less fortunate then ourselves? Why are people not even looking at those around them and seeing how they are affected by this? One person I know lost a family member due to poor health care yet he is against reform. Huh? Why would you want other people to suffer the same way you did? I have a friend with cancer who has to be careful how often she gets her treatments and therapy because her insurance only allows so much per year. Why should she have to fight cancer this way? We are one of the most powerful nations in the world yet we are ranked 37th in terms of health care for our people. That is a disgrace. Insurance companies have been far too greedy for far too long. I understand that they are a for profit business and should be allowed to make money. They should not, however, be allowed to make money off the backs of people that rely on them just to live.
Do I think the bill is perfect? No. Do I think it will solve all of our problems? Of course not. But it's a step in the right direction. We cannot move forward unless we make changes. Yes, change can be scary, but that's no reason to stand idle.
I am still fired up by people that oppose this bill. One person I know said that they were upset that now they have to "bust their ass so that lazy people that don't work can have health care." Ok, first of all, that is so fucking ridiculous I cannot even believe I heard it. Secondly, way to group a few bad apples into an entire population. Are there people that are lazy and don't work? Yes. Is everyone that is unemployed lazy and not wanting to work? No. In case you forgot, we are still in a recession. Unemployment is at an all time high. The majority of these people WANT to work. Some of them are even paying for insurance via COBRA. On the flip side, there are quite a few people in this country that DO work yet still have no benefits. My husband is one such person. Without my job and benefits, he would have nothing. He is self employed and is deemed uninsurable due to pre-exisiting medical conditions (ironically he is against reform as well). I have other friends that work full time but are offered ZERO benefits from their employers. So before you start spewing your hatred, you should take a look around.
Then we have the lovely folks who are pissed that the bill passed ("What about the Constitution?!") and are also pissed that Rep. Stupak made a deal on abortion language. Ok, so you are against the government making decisions about your health care, yet you are FOR the government making decisions about your health care. Yeah, that makes sense. Don't tell me what I can or cannot do with my insurance but you damn well better tell everyone else what they can or cannot do with their bodies. Right.
My main issue is this: You have no right to complain about ANYTHING (health care or otherwise) unless you are willing to do something about it. This reform bill was not a breaking news surprise. We all knew it was coming. Every single person in this country could have written their Senator or Rep. They could have called the White House. They could have protested. But the majority of them didn't. They sat at home in front of their televisions and yelled and screamed and the injustice of it all. You have the power to make a change and didn't use it. Don't complain that you don't like the results. It's no one's fault but your own.
Finally, when did it become so horrible and wrong to actually help other people? What is so terrible about lending a hand to those less fortunate then ourselves? Why are people not even looking at those around them and seeing how they are affected by this? One person I know lost a family member due to poor health care yet he is against reform. Huh? Why would you want other people to suffer the same way you did? I have a friend with cancer who has to be careful how often she gets her treatments and therapy because her insurance only allows so much per year. Why should she have to fight cancer this way? We are one of the most powerful nations in the world yet we are ranked 37th in terms of health care for our people. That is a disgrace. Insurance companies have been far too greedy for far too long. I understand that they are a for profit business and should be allowed to make money. They should not, however, be allowed to make money off the backs of people that rely on them just to live.
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