Keeping the chatter alive...

I’m about to head out of the country and decided it would be wise to contact my credit card company and let them know where I’m going – you know, so they don’t think my card has been stolen and cancel it mid-trip (Note: they recently cancelled my card because they thought it had been stolen after I bought gas from the gas station I always go to and something from Wendy’s…). Now, I’ve had this card since 1996 and have only really started to be annoyed with them in last six months. And my annoyance is primarily centered on the fact that, due to the recession *ahem* troubled economy and the fact that said credit card company has lost a fortune, the company representatives seem bound and determined to milk as much money out of me as possible. This comes in a lot of forms, from jacking up my APR because I pay my bills on time to constantly trying to sell me something. The most recent example? After I gave the representative my travel itinerary, he said that, since we were speaking of traveling, would I be interested in some checks that could be used to transfer funds from other credit cards to this one. Um, how is this at all related to my upcoming travel? Gotta love the fact that the representatives have to work that question in to every conversation...

Just a quick I told you so...

To those people who either voted for Bush (once or even twice) or had the audacity to say that Obama couldn't win North Carolina because "There are too many white people who don't want to see a Black man in office..."

Knowing When to Close the Book...

On a quick stroll through the CNN Center this afternoon, I was witness to a sad scene way too familiar to the Waldenbooks on the edge of the food court: the empty folding table littered with piles of books self-published by a local author.

Usually in the genre of stale murder mystery or cheesy romance, there is something extremely sad about seeing the "novelist" sitting alone at the table (surrounded by stacks of undisturbed paperbacks that will eventually end up back on the dusty bookshelf of her one-bedroom apartment in the suburbs) trying to make eye contact with any of the hundreds of people hurrying past the scene to quickly get out of eyesight and to the safety of a Chick-fil-A line. Sigh.

Walk Dog!

So, I spent a lovely Sat. walking in the rain to raise awareness for arthritis. The Arthritis Foundation, which hosts the walk, is one of my clients. The Walk was pretty cool. Young people, old people, kids and dogs walking for a good cause. Oh no, wait a minute...while even people with arthritis were walking, as far as the eye could see were little prissy dogs demanding to be carried by their owners! WTF?! Are even Millennial pooches now demanding extra TLC? Sigh...

To start it off right...

Thanks for the invite Mrs. Howell! I too enjoyed lunch out of the office today and realized a few things myself:

1) Kids should NOT be allowed to double fist Starbucks and soda
2) 5th graders should not be the size of 24 year olds

Welcome

Welcome to West Side Rants, an outlet for complaining, whining, judging, and venting. Where names are changed and situations are generalized to protect the annoying.

Allow me to go first. Today two co-workers and I went out to lunch and sat outside to people watch while enjoying our pizza. Noticed two things:

1) Men shouldn't wear capri pants
2) Couples should never wear matching shorts, especially when they are plaid!