So be it.

Will someone please tell me why the toilet paper dispensers are so low on the wall in public restrooms? Even if you are a small or very short person, you can't reach them very well. You have to bend down and twist your wrist to get up into the dispenser to try and grab the paper... I don't get it. Plus the fact that the paper doesn't rip correctly-it's either so tight on the dispenser that you get one little tattered square, or so loose on it that half of the roll is coming out super fast and touching the gross floor so you can't use it anyway!

And this is to those of you who are Barnes and Noble Chair Hogs!!! If you want to read a novel...go to the library...don't sit in the middle of B & N and read an entire book. Go to the cafe IN B & N and read it...but don't sit in the big, comfy chairs to read a book...those are for BROWSING books that you might like to purchase! Well, at least that's what I think. There are those of you out there who literally sit there for hours on end reading like it's your living room...and some of you bring your own books...you didn't even buy them at B & N! I'm going to invent a electrical device much like that on those dog collars...if your ass is in one of those chairs for 30 minutes, when the timer hits 31.00...an electrical zap will enter into your ass and deem you paralyzed for 10 seconds. It will continue this process until you get out of the chair and one of the workers resets it.


Now, let's talk about slow cashiers. Bless their hearts. (That's what I learned to say when we taught in Texas...you say "bless their heart"...when someone is on your nerves but you don't want them to know you are being mean.)


There are three kinds of slow cashiers. #1. The Trainee. I find that these are actually the fastest of the slow cashiers because they usually have a manager type trainer that has a large ring of keys and a grimace on their face standing right with them to quickly fix whatever they have screwed up. #2.  The Talker. This is usually a really friendly female who asks you about the products or makes comments about the things you are purchasing. I'm just waiting for one of them to ask me while picking up a box of tampons to scan..."Do these work well?" And....#3.  This is the moron. How in the hell they got this job, I will never know. It can be a person of either sex, any age that is just slow moving, checking, talking and thinking. Not that I have anything against slow movers, talkers or thinkers...but please don't be a checkout cashier...ANYWHERE! I mean really... now that we have scanning machines...it's not that hard to get through a lot of merchandise quickly and efficiently. And...I'm NOT being mean about this. There are things we all should and shouldn't do. Like, I know that I should never be a nurse. I see or smell puke...I'm puking. I see snot, I gag. Excrement...I'm already out the door before anyone else even knows there's a problem. Plus, I think that sponge baths are creepy.

Just some thoughts from my messed up mind.