For the second week in a row, the Tyler Perry movie is number one at the box office. I can't believe that. Is our society so insane that they frequent such crappy entertainment? And, I heard someone on the radio say how much money the Jonas Brothers 3D movie brought in. He thought that was insane. I have no problem with that. Every generation there's a "boy band" that is going to make more money then we can imagine. Or more than their talent dictates they should make.
And for the second week in a row, I see that Dear Abby continues to skate around issues with the people that ask her advice, or she just gives lame answers.
The other day, a woman talked about how great her new boyfriend is. But this boyfriend complained that when kiosk salespeople at malls try to talk to her, she ignores them. This is because if she says "No, thank you," they don't take no for an answer. Her boyfriend does the opposite. He feels it would be rude doing that, so he stands there and listens to them.
Okay, now that's an interesting question. But here's what is odd. Abby said she agrees with the boyfriend, that ignoring them is rude. Yet, what she says you should say is "not interested" and keep walking.
What!?!?! There's nothing more rude than that.
I would've said that the best thing you can do is smile and say, "Thanks, but I'm not interested." Or "Thank you, but I'm really in a hurry. Maybe I'll check it out later."
And if they keep talking, you can keep walking and maybe try to say something else like "I don't have the money right now," or, depending on what the product is, something about that product and why it's of no use for you. Obviously you don't stop to explain this or you may never get away.
There was another person that complained about going out to dinner with another couple. The woman always complains about her order, sends it back, or is rude to the wait staff. Abby answered that they should just stop inviting them to dinner, or accepting their invitations. I guess that's not a horrible answer, but it's a wimpy answer. How about telling the person to ask this woman, the next time she complains, "What do you think the odds are, of EVERY TIME we're at dinner, something just happens to be wrong with your meal? Your husbands is always fine. Ours is always good. Yet you always have a problem. It's not only embarassing to witness this, but I then worry the waiters are going to pee in my soup or something. Can we at least have one meal where you don't send something back?"
Okay, maybe I'd tell them to say something in a nicer way, as it's not necessary to lose friends over a situation like that. But surely you address it. Why is everyone so afraid of offending their friends, that they don't call them on their BS?
And, in another column, there was a usual question from someone that thinks when they smell coffee, it's their dead father, who loved to drink coffee.
I've said before, if finding a penny makes you think that your loved one in "heaven" is leaving a message for you, who am I to ruin that for ya? By a metal detector, go to the beach, and with each coin you find look up to the skies and say "Thanks dad, I'm thinking of you, too!"
But really, smelling coffee?!
I wonder if that same person, when Starbucks were being built on every corner, also thought that was a sign from their dad. He was somehow getting contractors to build them, and people to buy them....so the smells of the frapuccinos would always be with the daughter he left behind.
Hey, if that's the case, she's one of the few people that can't bitch about the coffee there being so expensive. After all, it's come all the way from heaven.
And you know how much that coffee is from Egypt, that's made with cat poo.
(one a weird side note: as I'm typing this, a story just came on the news about a Starbucks...my dad died, he loved coffee, but I doubt he had any reason for this story appearing. They said at a drive-thru somewhere back east, a person paid for the car behind them. So, that person then paid for the person behind them. This lasted 160 cars. Which is kind of interesting, but would've been a lot more interesting if, instead of them interviewing the goofy lady that was so happy drink was paid for...they should've interviewed the person that broke the chain. Imagine that person, getting to the window and being told, "Your order has been paid by the person in front of you. It's weird, because for 159 cars, the person in front has paid for the person behind them." The woman responds: Oh, that's so sweet. So, you're saying I don't owe you the $6.38 for this muffin and coffee, then." Cashier: "No, you don't. It's been taken care of. Would you like to pay for the person behind you?"
"Uh...not particularly. But, just out of curiosity, what did they order?"
"They got a turkey sandwich, two cookies, a grande caramel macchiato, and the latest Joan Baez CD."
"Yeah....no. I won't be paying for that."
For the second week in a row, the Tyler Perry movie is number one at the box office. I can't believe that. Is our society so insane that they frequent such crappy entertainment? And, I heard someone on the radio say how much money the Jonas Brothers 3D movie brought in. He thought that was insane. I have no problem with that. Every generation there's a "boy band" that is going to make more money then we can imagine. Or more than their talent dictates they should make.
And for the second week in a row, I see that Dear Abby continues to skate around issues with the people that ask her advice, or she just gives lame answers.
The other day, a woman talked about how great her new boyfriend is. But this boyfriend complained that when kiosk salespeople at malls try to talk to her, she ignores them. This is because if she says "No, thank you," they don't take no for an answer. Her boyfriend does the opposite. He feels it would be rude doing that, so he stands there and listens to them.
Okay, now that's an interesting question. But here's what is odd. Abby said she agrees with the boyfriend, that ignoring them is rude. Yet, what she says you should say is "not interested" and keep walking.
What!?!?! There's nothing more rude than that.
I would've said that the best thing you can do is smile and say, "Thanks, but I'm not interested." Or "Thank you, but I'm really in a hurry. Maybe I'll check it out later."
And if they keep talking, you can keep walking and maybe try to say something else like "I don't have the money right now," or, depending on what the product is, something about that product and why it's of no use for you. Obviously you don't stop to explain this or you may never get away.
There was another person that complained about going out to dinner with another couple. The woman always complains about her order, sends it back, or is rude to the wait staff. Abby answered that they should just stop inviting them to dinner, or accepting their invitations. I guess that's not a horrible answer, but it's a wimpy answer. How about telling the person to ask this woman, the next time she complains, "What do you think the odds are, of EVERY TIME we're at dinner, something just happens to be wrong with your meal? Your husbands is always fine. Ours is always good. Yet you always have a problem. It's not only embarassing to witness this, but I then worry the waiters are going to pee in my soup or something. Can we at least have one meal where you don't send something back?"
Okay, maybe I'd tell them to say something in a nicer way, as it's not necessary to lose friends over a situation like that. But surely you address it. Why is everyone so afraid of offending their friends, that they don't call them on their BS?
And, in another column, there was a usual question from someone that thinks when they smell coffee, it's their dead father, who loved to drink coffee.
I've said before, if finding a penny makes you think that your loved one in "heaven" is leaving a message for you, who am I to ruin that for ya? By a metal detector, go to the beach, and with each coin you find look up to the skies and say "Thanks dad, I'm thinking of you, too!"
But really, smelling coffee?!
I wonder if that same person, when Starbucks were being built on every corner, also thought that was a sign from their dad. He was somehow getting contractors to build them, and people to buy them....so the smells of the frapuccinos would always be with the daughter he left behind.
Hey, if that's the case, she's one of the few people that can't bitch about the coffee there being so expensive. After all, it's come all the way from heaven.
And you know how much that coffee is from Egypt, that's made with cat poo.
(one a weird side note: as I'm typing this, a story just came on the news about a Starbucks...my dad died, he loved coffee, but I doubt he had any reason for this story appearing. They said at a drive-thru somewhere back east, a person paid for the car behind them. So, that person then paid for the person behind them. This lasted 160 cars. Which is kind of interesting, but would've been a lot more interesting if, instead of them interviewing the goofy lady that was so happy drink was paid for...they should've interviewed the person that broke the chain. Imagine that person, getting to the window and being told, "Your order has been paid by the person in front of you. It's weird, because for 159 cars, the person in front has paid for the person behind them." The woman responds: Oh, that's so sweet. So, you're saying I don't owe you the $6.38 for this muffin and coffee, then." Cashier: "No, you don't. It's been taken care of. Would you like to pay for the person behind you?"
"Uh...not particularly. But, just out of curiosity, what did they order?"
"They got a turkey sandwich, two cookies, a grande caramel macchiato, and the latest Joan Baez CD."
"Yeah....no. I won't be paying for that."