Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Another Limited Rant Year!

Every year at this time I take a look back over my busy year and assess the quality and frequency of my posts.  Once again this year I did not live up to MY expectations.  In fact, my participation SUCKED!
So, as a new year approaches, I will once again say the same thing I’ve said for the last 2 years.  THIS coming year, 2015, I will post on a more regular basis to appease my fan base.  (My brother, sister, wife and the three cockatiels.)  I’ve also paid my neighbor to check out my blog.  This year he asked for a raise!  Is the blog really that bad?
Here’s to a great, fun filled, numerous rant year!
No, really!

Thursday, June 13, 2013

You need to cook faster? Really?

We have grown into an impatient society.  We need everything NOW!  This fact is never more evident than at my workplace.Our company provided microwaves get a total workout everyday at Breakfast and more so at Lunch.  We all wait our turn to use the modern day miracle and some would say the best invention of all time.

Lately, I have run into a situation that gets my rant on.  I put my meal in and punch in the time.  Well... I TRY to punch in the time.  Nothing is registering on the readout.  Great someone broke it.  Now what will I do.  As I pull my food from the now quiet microwave, I notice a tiny light is blinking.  I hit cancel and everything is back to ready.

REALLY?  You nuked your lunch and couldn't wait the extra 4 seconds for your meal to complete?  You opened the door, grabbed your gourmet four cheese frozen lasagna and made a mad dash for your cube, while leaving the microwave in limbo?  REALLY?  4 seconds left!

If this doesn't scream impatient...

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Quality Control

I would like to make a formal request for a little quality control to the makers of Peanut M&Ms.  I sat quietly by as you added blue to the color scheme, even though it had zero appeal to my taste buds.  I do have to draw the line when I bite into my beloved Peanut M&Ms and find the main selling point (that would be a peanut) missing!  I could almost live with a single peanut missing in a bag of those tasty morsels.  However, I'm finding multiple disappoints per bag!  There is nothing worse than getting ready for the hard shell crunch, the second layer of soft chewy chocolate only to bite down to the empty experience of no "peanut in the middle" payoff.  Certainly there is a way to check for missing peanuts before they make store shelves.  How about a high powered, whole candy scanner?  I read where the TSA has decommissioned a bunch of them at airports.  I'll bet you can purchase them on the cheap.   This customer would greatly appreciate your efforts on my behalf.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Time changed...I didn't!

Is it me or have the time keepers been moving the official "time change calculator" a bit.  It seems like DST arrived earlier this year.  No worries...it wouldn't matter where it landed, I'm NEVER prepared nor does my body respond well to it.  All week it feels like I'm running to catch up to father time.  My chickadee rhythm (or whatever its called) is totally fried.  I'm waking up every hour through the night.  REM sleep??? Not in this man's regimen!  Why can't the time freaks leave time alone!!!  If you like daylight savings so much, leave it there.   Please stop the EST/DST insanity.  Whomever had the original idea, should have his/her eyelids pinned open.  Never mind... I'm sure the originator is long gone...dead...from lack of sleep!

Wednesday, January 02, 2013

2013 First

Welcome to 2013!  My posts should be more regular this year. (I've had complaints...)  Anyway, first things first.  Anyone need a parachute, never used?  I had purchased one when I thought we were all going over the fiscal cliff.  I didn't really understand what that meant or even who decided to coin that phrase.  I just figured if we were going off a cliff, I'd be prepared with a safe way down.  Of course, now I know it was just political theatrics and there was really no need to worry.

On second thought, I'm going to keep the parachute.  When my wife finds out how much money I spent for MY Christmas toys, I may be pushed off a much higher location!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!