Huh?


Huh?
Originally uploaded by jeffner76.
Digging through some random pics on the 'puter today, and I found this. I'd been working steadily on a crocheted garland for my Christmas tree when I dozed off. I looked down and found that The Wonder Dog had found my ball of thread. Apparently, it was fascinating.

This is also the dog that thinks June bugs are fun to hold in his mouth. Go figure.
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PSA, revisited

Okay, look, read carefully.

I said my friend was "surprised/embarassed." Those words are NOT synonymous with "offended." As far as I can tell, he wasn't offended, just hadn't expected to come across something like that in my blog--I seem far more innocent/reserved than I truly am. He wasn't prepared for it. Imagine suddenly finding out your sister/aunt/mother would write about things like that and invite you to read them when you've always seen her in a June Cleaver role. You'd blush, too.

On another note, Rudicus is right (see the comments on the original post.) If the guy I'd been speaking with had been my best friend for 10 years, no it wouldn't have been rude. It's rude for a person who has only known of my existence for a few days and never seen me in person to ask those sorts of questions and assume I'll just go along with it.
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Oops...

I learned today that I surprised/embarassed a friend when reading my "PSA" post. I had to giggle at that, because when I posted it, I forgot that he's been reading my blog.

No, it's not my usual storyline or subject matter, but it was something that I couldn't help but share. I was flabbergasted at the guy's guts, in asking those questions. No, I'm not naive, by any stretch, but come on, there's just some things that would shock almost anyone, right?

So, anyway..sorry I surprised you. I'll try to remember to post a warning beforehand next time.

Much love.
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Bibliophilist

Check out Bibliophilist.com. It's a great blog for readers of all sorts. I'm a contributor there.

Enjoy.
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PSA

Just thought that maybe, just maybe, not everyone receives the same basic training in social conversation. In the event that I'm right about this, let me fill some of you in.

Rarely do the topics of bra size, ass size, shaving practices, sex acts (i.e. specific details), or anything else "personal" need to come up in a first phone conversation with someone you've only just met. You should not be offended if the person you're speaking with is not willing to discuss them.

Met a guy online a couple of weeks ago. We sent several emails back and forth, tossed around the idea of meeting for coffee last week, and then decided to talk on the phone before meeting face to face. On the phone, we chit-chatted about harmless things, polite conversation you know? Suddenly, he asks what size bra I wear. I carefully side-stepped the topic. Next, it's a comment about the size of my ass (not butt, not rear, my ass). Again, I side-stepped. Then, "tell me about your craziest time to have sex." Um, no.

Got the topic changed again, only to have it changed again with the question "So, how often do you shave your puss?"

Um...excuse me? How, pray tell, is this any of your business?

"Well, I won't stay tomorrow night if you're not shaved."

Really?? What a relief, now I don't have to figure out how to quickly end this conversation and get away from you. Click.

The guy was Sicilian, only moved to the States a few years ago for work. I really hope he's not a classic example of a Sicilian gentleman.

**So you know, I know that not everyone has quite the same social graces I'm accustomed to. This particular phone conversation was just one of the most blatant examples I've had in a while.
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Is no

Week before last, I was in Austin for a conference. Had a good time, learned some new things. The last night I was there, I went out to eat with a friend. Chose a restaurant that was rumored to have good food and great atmosphere. Apparently, rude bartenders aren't considered "atmosphere." Long and short, the girl did 3 things you should never do when working in a restaurant (really, anywhere, if you ask me).

First, after we ordered margaritas in the bar, she asked for her tip. This is a big no-no. I don't care that it's customary that people tip bartenders and waitstaff, they shouldn't expect it and then ask for it when they don't see it. For the record, had she waited 2 seconds, I was going to drop money in her tip jar. My response to her asking for her tip was to tell her "not now that you've asked."

Second, when I went back to the bar to order a bowl of queso, she told me that it cost $6. Fine, I handed her $10. She gave me back $3 in change. Now, math may not have been my strong suit in school, but I can add and subtract pretty well. I told her that I thought maybe I'd not been given the correct change--trying to give her an out and save face. Nope. She informed me that she'd kept her tip off the top of her change. "No, honey, that's called stealing, I'd like to see your manager. Right now."

Third, while waiting on the manager to come over, I happen to see a copy of the menu and discover that an order of queso is $5, not $6.

Recap: The 3 wrongs against a customer committed here are: presumption, theivery, and lying.

It only got worse. The manager tried to stick up for her-"well, she only makes 2 something an hour and they all work for tips really." I really don't find myself giving a damn. It maybe have been a few bucks and some bad service, but damnit, she should've known considerably better.

My best friend, R, is a waiter who has berated me about my poor tipping habits for years, even before I knew him as a waiter. It's an ethical thing for me. I tip what I feel is appropriate for the service I've received, and I don't tip because it's customary. If you provided poor service, then you don't deserve a tip. If you made me feel like the only table you had to serve, I'll tip generously. I've been known to tip anything from a dollar or two, to 40% of the bill. A couple of times, at the restaurant R works in, I've tipped the bartender 50-100% (though he did comp one of my drinks that night I tipped 100%). It goes back to my work ethic, whether you love your job or not, you should be willing to give better than average or minimum service. My tip is a tangible appreciation of your good service.

Anyway, that's my rant. After R ranted about people who don't tip at all, period or who short tip fabulous service, I knew I'd eventually get around to posting my thoughs on it. Didn't think it would take a rude, unethical bitch to jumpstart the entry.
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Somehow, I think they've missed something here

Read the following story in the "Oddly Enough" section of Yahoo News.

Psychopaths at the Wheel!

Is it just me, or should pedestrians be warned as well as patrons of the bus system?


Sorry I've been out of touch the last several days (ok, 2 weeks). I went to Austin for a conference and just got back yesterday. Got a post on censorship in the works.

kisses
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