Humor to Respect

A month or so ago I was looking for senior citizens for pen pals and came across this blog http://crabbyoldfart.wordpress.com/ and almost fell out of my seat laughing. Of course my toddler heard me laughing came running to see what it was. Usually its a youtube video of animals I find for him to see, but this time it was just a simple article, and him being a young child simply looked at the screen, saw nothing and broke out laughing since I was. Of course he ran off after that to play with his cars and such.

Now if your looking for something politically correct, that will not offend you or will watch every word he writes as to not to offend the people out there. Than you are at the wrong place.

This man is to the point, telling you how it is, while using a sense of sarcastic humor that will either leave you shaking your head while laughing. Or you will possibly leave him a comment with outrage for the things he wrote. Or you'll be like me and just laugh through the whole thing while seeing the truth behind the humor that he delivers.

If your a sissy, easily offended and usually runs to mommy or daddy wanting them to change and powder your diaper while shoving a silver spoon up your ass. Than you will definitely want to look else where to read.

Though I don't know if he's really as old as he says he is. The way he writes resembles the time from which my grandparents came from where the word crap was and still is considered a swear word. You didn't leave a toy on the floor once you learned how to clean or it was simply stepped on, than tossed to the trash. When children were able to walk to school and home, instead of the parent following behind the school bus or the walking child in a car to make sure they reach the school or home.

So as I said if you can't handle sarcastic humor than you will not want to read his blog. But if you can handle it, than go ahead and read and you won't or you could be disappointed.

Pull Your Pants or Buy a Belt

What is wrong with people either my generation or younger. The "wigger" fashion started when I was in middle school, don't ask how long ago that was, too long. Anyways back than you saw a little bit of boxers if they were too low they got told to pull them up or else. The else was that, that person usually got depants right in the hall way.

Supposedly the wigger fashion started in the prison, it was supposedly an invite to be butt buddies. Basically saying your open for business if your horny.

I don't have a problem with a little big of baggie, but when my son points and says, "I see his underwear or diaper, when he was wearing diapers." Than you my child have an issue with your pants. I don't want to see that butt crack no more than I want to see it when I call a plumber over.

If I see your butt crack I feel like getting my putty knife out and speckling it so its no longer a crack. So if you walk away and your butt feels a little stiff than you might want to see if you have some speckle in between those butt cheeks of yours.

I swear when my son becomes old enough and wants to dress how he wants, which will be fine to a point, but if I can give his pants a tug or two and they fall down. You better know I am wiping out a belt and he's going to be wearing it, and if I find out he didn't wear it through the whole day or I get called to school for how he's dressed. He IS NOT going to like me. I will find the most ugly pants he has and make him wear them or I might even bring a pair of dress slacks and dress shirt and even a tie and make him wear that. If he wants to look like an embarrassment to himself than I will be more than happy to help him, but at least he'll look like a gentlemen.

So be happy I'm not your mother because you wouldn't like me.

So I think I'll start carrying around a putty knife and some speckle and start feeling in those butt cracks or some belts to help keep those pants up.

Opening a Door For A Lady

What happen to men opening door for a woman? Has the feminist movement taken over so much that a man is no longer a man but something that a thing between his legs that has the lil swimmers needed to help in the reproduction of a child.

Don't get me wrong I am thankful for all the rights that women have fought for, but have some women taken it over board to the point that we no longer have genders but are A-sexual. The old song "I can do what you do , but only better." I agree we can all something better than the next person or the person before us, but does that mean we have to loose our manners and respect for each other?

I have had men open doors for me and I say thank you politely. No it doesn't degrade me that a man is doing something for me. It makes me feel like a lady.

I love being treated like I am frail and can easily break even though they know I can easily defend myself. I just like knowing that chivlary is still out there and still being used.

So please open a door for a lady, it makes us feel dainty and like a woman.

Comcast Customer Service and Them Using Four Letter Words.

Last year we had moved from one apartment to another one and simply all we had to do was call and have our service tranfered via over the phone. The only time a tech needed to come out was when our cable box wasn't seeming to be working properly. And yes we had digital when moved.

So my husband thinking it would be that simple, when we finally moved into our first house. My husband thinking it would be the same thing. Well he got told that they would have to come to the house, climb the electric and cable pole and put in a digital filter. I have seen a filter or more like a blocker before but it was inside our old apartment.

I won't go into all the technology jargon, because I truly don't understand it at all but what pissed me off was when I heard these words come out of my husbands mouth that Comcast customer service rep said. Either to one of her co-workers or under breath in hopes my husband wouldn't hear it.

This woman had the gull to say, "I'm tired of this shit."

Excuse me? But when did customer service people have the right to say that. Aren't you hired to grin and bear it and say those things AFTER you hang up with the customer.

My mind is just so jumbled by this customer service rep that I just can't even focus no more and continue writing this.

The Wal-Mart Adventures of Mrs. Manners

I will admit I love shopping at Wal-mart simply because their crafts are a decent price and because their make up is fairly priced too. But the one issue I always seem to have a problem with is customer service, no not the counter at which you return an item or so forth. But the people on the floor or at the cash register.

Usually the good mood starts at the door by the greeter, which I've only meet one not so simply pleasant greeter and that was at the Wixom Walmart, and usually ends when you ask someone for help or you have to look all over the store for help from someone; usually you end up finding the item you were looking for anyways. Or the other issue you have is when you get the cash register and the person acts like your taking up their space and your like the ugliest thing they've seen all day. I understand you've been standing on your feet for almost eight hours and you've lost feeling feeling in your feet. But please muster a smile for your customer. Truthfully I think stores should offer a seating area right by their cash registers.

Because standing on your feet almost 8 hours straight can literally kill and numb your feet to the point that when you get home you feet have swollen to two sizes too big for your shoes and walking is a complete horriable experience. I am sorry but that extra padding that you get to stand on all day does not help at all.

So yes I understand you've been there almost all day and on your lunch break you've either heard some gossip that put you in a bad mood or your boss has had a ever not so nice conversation with you. Or while your on lunch break your special other gives you a ring and you end up in a fight or disagreement with them. All are understandable, but the customer has no idea what has occured to you in that work day and when they are greeted by the Grinch itself, they pratically perfer to hightail it to the self serve checkouts but most likely there is already a line behind them and we, the customer, are cornered.

But tonight my family went to the Hartland, Mi Walmart and I have to say, even though Howell Walmart is my top pick for the craft section. The Hartland Wal-mart is a definitly a step up in the greeting, the customer service, and the cashier from the other Wal-marts around us. We have always been greeted with a smile and ended our shopping with a smile. I think we've only once had a cashier since the store has open, not been in a "Welcome to Wal-mart, how may I help you" mood.

I am still confused by that stores step up but their employees are polite and willing to help and they not making you feel like your disturbing them, is the reason we return to shop there. Another thing that I love is that fact that there isn't long lines at the cash registers like there have been at some of the other walmarts.

Introduction To Mrs. Manners.

I guess you could call me Mrs. Manners. I was going to call this What Grinds Her Gears, but well that was taken it seems. First off, I am not here to make sure each and every grammar rule is followed or that every word that I type is spelled correctly. My role here is simply to state how I feel about certain day to day experiences I live through and also the every day occurance of meeting people who are rude.

Even though I am in my late 20's and getting very close to 30, and seemed raised in a way different world from the generation of kids today. It seems that one thing that is missing a lot is manners, respect, and simply how to say please and thank you, and that isn't simply from the younger generation, even people who are older than I, seem to be forgetting what our parents taught us.

Anyone ever year the saying "You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar"? The quotes basically mean, from what I was told as a child." If your nice to people you gain more peoples respect and friendship than if you act like a poohead, which scares people away and you will never gain true friendship or trust.

There has been a number of times I walk into a store ask for a sales person where I might find a certain things and they give this huff and puff (I personally think their trying to blow me away in hopes I'll never return to their store or more likely their sight.) Than after a few seconds have passed they see that I haven't simpled dissolved in front of them or ran away in fright of their evil look. I guess they decide that I am truly a human not a hologram and I am going to wait for an answer. Which of course I get one more huff from them, than this dazed look, than finally the answer. Which usually isn't where the item is. Please people if you don't know, smile, say sorry I'm not sure but I think its in so and so place. I would rather here a, "I don't know", than being told its on the other side of the store when in fact it was a few asiles over.

Or the other fun part is when you finally have all your things gather and you get to the cashier lane. You pile all your items onto that moving belt, and you walk up to the cashier in hopes of a smile and a, "Hi." I don't want a overly excited like as if I just landed my house on the wicked witch. But I would like a be knowledged that I am standing before you. I really can't stand when I don't get a high, I hear beep, beep, beep from her or him checking the items, I HAVE to look at the little montior to see what the total is. The cashier doesn't even tell me. I wait to get asked cashed or credit, actually anymore I think we're the ones that tell them cash or credit. Than get handed the lil piece of paper that says the total and once again I wait a few second to once again see if she or he even knowledges that they have just ranged a human. Nope, no thank you, or hope you have a nice day. Nada, it's as if in all truth they have figured out how to replace humans and Data (Star Trek) is standing before me, but with him at least he was learning how to have a personality. These people ooopps, I mean robots have no personality.

Well Mrs. Manners, you just don't understand. I stand on my feet all day, I've had a terriable day, I ..... I have been a cashier, a waitress, once again a cashier, a customer service person, and shipper and receiver. I have always done my up most best to always great a customer with a smile. Believe me I had days that I just wanted to crawl into a hole and just give anyone that came close to me the middle finger but I didn't. I was taught that any job you have you treat people with respect. I understand there are days your job totally sucks, believe me I know, god I went to school and college and worked all at the same time. But did my best to make sure I did a good job and if I made a mistake I admitted it. And when I was a cashier/waitress, I would ask them how their meal was, and when they paid and left I would tell them have to a nice day. Even when I was a waitress I made sure once I could see the ice touch the bottom of their glass with some pop still in it, I was right over asking if they wanted a refill. I would always a smile plastered on my face and believe me there were days I would rather shoved the plate of food into their face and walk away. But I didn't and you know what I had customers come back and ask for me to be their waitress.

And for those cashiers that are respectful, give me service with a smile, and make me feel that I am not wasting your time and go on and beyound simply being a cashier. I will actually go to the customer service counter and find out how to put a good word in for that cashier. For waitresses/waiters that make me feel that I am not imposing on their day, and I don't have to sit for 5 minutes or more waiting for my table to be cleared or my cup to be refilled and your smiling and saying your welcome and thank you and so forth back and for with me. You will get more than the 15%.

For the those of you that feel your simply waking up each day to make the money and treat your customers like poo. Your the reason that some stores are passed around to the customers friends not to go to it, or how bad it is.

Rememeber you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar.