occupying thoughts not cities since 1987 / retail slave / radio dj / Emerson grad / LaurenOnAir.com

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(If I had a million dollars!) Anytime I think this, the BNL song starts playing in my head…

Three words:  purple Dodge Challenger.

Purple Dodge Challenger, BAMF!

Could you imagine a more bad ass car?  (I’m sure you could, but this is my vehicular dream!)  Just imagine a girl rolling up in this lovely purple lady.  BAMF.

I dream because my Rosie is very much broken down, and it’s looking like an engine issue.  (My mechanic says replace engine part or replace entire engine.  It’s not going to be a good outcome either way.)  So, as always, I start imagining the cars I want, while hoping that Rosie will be okay, and I will have wheels again sometime soon.

Still though, look at that gorgeous car above.  Bad.  Ass.

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Yes, my friends, the insults.

Most of the time they come when I log into a site from my Blackberry and never intend to respond to messages.  (The screen is small, and most sites don’t have a great mobile version, so it’s ridiculously difficult, and I rarely do it, and if the message is worth responding to, I wait until I get to my computer.)

Anyway, so usually they come from a guy who I have absolutely no interest in.  If I had the time to sit and reply to EVERY message I got, interest or (the most likely scenario:) not, I’d have no free time to do anything else.  So some of these guys feel the need to assert their masculinity and message me again.

These in particular came from the same guy, who sent the same message from two different accounts.  (Because that’s not shady at all, right?)  The older one he ended up deleting:

“So you’re better than me?”

“U never answer do u think you’re better than me u ain’t shit”

And the ever classic:

“Why r u so rude like” (This was the initial message… and then he sent me three more, at least they were a little nicer…)

I’ve gotten more, and I tend to ignore them, because any guy that feels the need to insult someone he’s trying to pursue is probably not someone worth dating.  I don’t understand why they think this is an acceptable way to behave towards a person they don’t know.  Most of the time, I find it humorous.  (So, in a way, thanks guys for giving me some entertainment at work, when I read and don’t respond on my Blackberry.)

Moral of the story:  if you WANT to be an insecure asshole on the internet, do this.  If not, be a human, realize the girl is not interested, and move on.  Would you act like this in a bar?  Okay, don’t answer that, because I don’t want to know.  I’d hope not.  So don’t hide behind the internet, and put on your big boy pants.

Very inspired by this song lately.

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A story told by timeline:

1:12pm - Called my Target Pharmacy wondering why I haven’t gotten a phone call about my auto-renewal.  Learned that I used the last refill on my birth control, and they contacted my doctor’s office on the 13th, with no response.  Panic sets in, I need these pills on Sunday… Monday at the latest. (Why I’m dumb… I should have KNOWN this was my last refill. AHH.)

1:14pm - Send a renewal request online to my Doctor’s office in a panic, because it is the afternoon, and they do get busy.

1:15pm - Request an appointment for my annual physical, for good measure.  I didn’t have one last year, and asking for renewals TWICE without an appointment is kind of pushing it.

1:23pm - I receive a response about the appointment.  (Damn, this office works fast!)  It’s not until March.  Okay, I’ll live, but what about my prescription!!??

1:36pm - Call mom to ask how bad I’ll spaz out if I don’t have my pill for next month.  She doesn’t answer.

2:49pm - Mom calls back, says I’m screwed, and my skin will go bananas.  (Yes this is true, it’s not cute at all.)  Also says I should be fine starting the pills again mid-month since I’m not taking it for birth control, I’m taking it to regulate my ridiculously powerful hormones, so if I miss it for too long, my body will go hormonally-imbalanced crazy.  Moms know everything!

3:10pm - I receive a response about the prescription.  Approved!  AND sent to Target.  Crisis averted, as they are open and filling prescriptions 7 days a week.  (This is my official endorsement of Target pharmacies.  They have AWESOME hours, and auto-refill.  And they are super-nice at mine.)

Now I just have to wait until Target calls to tell me it’s filled!  YAY!

Jenna Marbles - Creeps on the Internet, a fun partner to my online dating posts.

I don’t really condone the theft of your cheating man’s credit card and going on a massive shopping spree, however, selling all his stuff in a yard sale is pretty bad ass.  (And probably hurt him a lot more than the Am Ex bill did.)

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Just got this message.  Very much lol’d.

I think your very gorgeous and liked your profile.If your interested message me back. Just to tell a little about me I’m a straight up honest person that is hard working, takes responsibility seriously, I reject girls at the bar all the time because it’s usually a condensing situation that never ends up well after the fact lol! So I’m on here skeptically trying to meet some one with the same values and principals as me.Well gorgeous I hope to here from you in a timely manner. Oh yea I’m not on here just to get laid, I’m on here to find a compatible girl that wants something that will transpire in a relationship. I take things one day at a time because of being a skeptic of online dating. There’s some crazy’s out there lol!”


I seriously wish I could post his username… it’s the icing on the cake!!

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Working retail this time of year is really wearing me down, and I’ve found myself a little without the holiday spirit.  (REALLY depressing, no?)

I usually LOVE this time of year, and I have less than a week to get into that feeling, so I’m going to share my FAVORITE Christmas songs of… all… time…!  Enjoy!

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OBSESSED.  Mini dance party while I work. :)

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Preface:  I am a retail slave, almost five years strong.  Of my five holiday seasons, I’ve been fortunate enough to only be scheduled on three Black Fridays.  (One of which was my 22nd birthday, more on that later.)

Black Friday really grinds my gears.  As a consumer, I love the idea that retailers will hold special sales for people to save some money on holiday shopping.  I don’t love the hysteria that comes with it.  These are my two very major problems with retailers AND consumers:

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