---------------------------------Oct 1999.---------------------------------

OK, now first I want to say I have a big headache today. I am so damn tired of doing my homework and being a good little girl, and not ever getting out of the house anymore. I HAVE NO LIFE!!!! Which is causing the headache... I think.

Like I said above, I finally declared a major and I am happy with that. Yeah, I could be a Neurologist, but why would I want to. I really think I should drop out of school and become a truck driver. A girl can dream can't she. Hey I am not fooling here, I think it would be a great cool job!

However, I conform and follow the sheep. Whatever. And that describes my mood these days..whatever. Aimless. Agh! I have lost my motivation this semester already and we've just reached the middle. There has got to be something else out there? Right? That is all I can say right now, my head hurts.. I think I will add more ranting tomorrow.

Let me just end by saying I am very dissatisfied. Yep. Could this be my midlife crisis? I am only 23... does that mean I'm only living into my mid forties. Perhaps, I should get a motorcycle and date someone half my age....wait a minute that won't work......... til tomorrow.

---------------------------------July 1999.---------------------------------

***********************Do we care that 12 are dead in Atlanta shooting*****************************
Did I know these people? No. Enough said. Now some other crazy wacko will get an idea from this and we start a chain of events. Yes it won't be long before there are a string of copy cat murders and we will all be wondering "Why?"

***********************What are they teaching in medical school??*****************************
Today's topic is Autism. Now we could study this whole boring paragraph, or we could concentrate on your golf swing... Well class what will it be?

---------------------------------December 28, 1998.---------------------------------

**********Credit Card Woes**********

Ok, so some of you know I took on this little temporary sales job over Christmas. I can not say that I ever want to work in sales again. I have worked with the public before through different jobs, but this is the worst. These people are the dumbest. Take for example Credit Cards.

I have to tell you there are some crazy idiots out there who do not sign the back of their credit cards. Not because they are forgetful, because they are stupid. They actually think they have valid reasons and I want to share these with you. The most popular are:

• Someone could forge my signature.


• I want you to ask for photo ID.

Let's examine these, shall we?

Someone could forge my signature.
This guy hands me his card and I flip it over to find it is not signed. I ask to see a photo ID and explain to him that the policy is such when a card is not signed. He shows me the ID, it is him alright. He then says, "I do not sign my cards because someone could forge my signature".
I guess it is possible I thought. But can you guess how easy it might be for a criminal to take that card, through theft or if idiot boy drops it somewhere, and sign the name on the card. It is alot easier for the person who stole the card to sign the name on it onto the back of the card... and then sign that again onto a CC slip... THAN it would be to forge the one that is already on there.

I want you to ask for photo ID.
Then this girl comes along, same deal. I tell her she needs to show me a picture because her card is not signed. Close to the same idiot respondse. She says, "I don't sign it because I want to be asked for a photo ID."
Great, whatever. So I guess I can take her card and sign her name and follow the steps in the paragraph above. If the CC is signed we do not need to ask for ID. Another moron.

**********Ma'am**********

I don't mind so much being called Ma'am. I have come to understand that my skin is aged well beyond it's 23 years. I joke that my 32 year old cousin looks younger than me. She does.
I also understand that even in a graduating class the size of mine (Around 350) you can forget some faces, especially the kids you didn't talk to. I seem to remember faces pretty well so I should not hold that against others, but when someone from you own graduating class calls you Ma'am --and you are only 23-- well it makes you mad.

**********Personal Space**********

This is to the lady that was behind me at the electronics counter at Walmart yesterday:

BACK OFF

I thought this psycho was gonna try to jump on my back for a piggy back ride. I thought anyone who climbs into your personal space this bad must want to cut in line in front of me...so I was ready. I knew what I was gonna say when she said, "I was next." And it was something like this:
---Well ok, I do not remember exactly but it was something like, "Agh, no you are not you crazy psycho, I am. I am tired of you people. I have been nice to you idiots for 23 years and I am not gonna be nice anymore. Get outta my face". *biff* *bam* *smack*. --And some profanity. Well I guess that is enough for today.