Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire __One Percent - 1%__ Warrior-woman; a Valkyrie. I'll always be yours. Always...and never.



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This morning has been supremely shitty! I thought things were off to a good start. Today is the day that Tigger, our 1yr old Dalmatian is gettin` “snipped. WooHoo, he NEEDS to get neutered, the little prick. I got the kiddies up, got their clothes and breakfast together and told them to change clothes and eat so we could leave to take Tigger to the doctor. Guin wouldn’t get dressed; she wanted to play. Bren wanted to giggle at Guin. They were spoiling the plan. Eventually, they got dressed. Guin was told she would have to wait to eat at Gramma’s house as she took her time dressing. She told me that she hated me and humphed for a few minutes. I still needed to take a shower and get myself together, I didn’t have time for my youngest child’s attitude. I had her sit on her bed until I got out of the shower.

I was ready. Had some coffee and we were going out the door at ten of eight. Not too bad, take Tig to the vet and then swing back around and drop Bren at school. I asked Bren to hold my coffee while I had Tigger in tow. Setting the alarm, I had the kids go out the door. Tigger decides to be difficult. He wants to try pulling me hither and yon. Just as I finally got him under control and shut the door…the 30 second window for the alarm was up! The alarm sounds, Tigger starts trying to get away from the sound, slips out of his collar and leash and runs! I rushed inside to shut off the alarm in the next 30 second window for ADT to consider it a false alarm. I did it, but I found out that ADT has 5 different monitoring stations across the nation and while our local ADT office logs me deactivating the alarm within 30 seconds, for some FUCKED UP reason the other monitoring centers DO NOT!!!! (This is an on-going problem with ADT, they suck! We are trying to cancel them for their negligence and get another monitoring service) Grrrr…my phone had already been seized by ADT. B- was called at work to let him know the police had been dispatched.

Tigger came back to me, because he’s a good boy, and I put his collar back on and got him to the car and buckled in. I got the kids to get in the car while I was on the phone (finally released by ADT) to the alarm company to tell them it was a false alarm. They put that info into their database and told me they would inform the police. Because of our ongoing problem with ADT, we will most likely get a $55 fine. In the county I live, even if the false alarm isn’t your fault, if the police are dispatched, you get charged.

I get into the car. Kids & dog ready. On our way and the route I take just so happens to be under construction. An extra 30 minutes. Once we got to the vet, it was uneventful. Everything went smoothly. We leave to take Bren to school; the clock at the vet shows 8:35am. The alternate route I took to get to Bren’s school, under construction! Three lanes squeezed into one! Arrgghh….my frustration abounds! Another 25 minutes. In traffic, Guin asks for some gum. She’s a big girl, I give her a stick. We arrive at school at nine o’clock. Have to go to the office and get a late slip. Walk Bren to his class; rush back to the car and hurry to Gramma’s house. Guin started playing with her gum and got it all over herself! Oh well, leave that for Gramma. Quick pit-stop, kiss Guin goodbye and off to work.

There is a message on my voice mail at work. Apparently the dude that hit me isn’t registered nor licensed in the state he resides in. Another frustration. Will we ever get my car fixed from when hit rear-ended me???? B- and I are NOT about to give up. We will be persistent. We have to be. Unfortunately for this guy, who can’t do “the right thing”, not being licensed or registered and the fact that he refused his insurance information can get him into a lot of trouble with the law AND his insurance company. I sort of feel sorry for him. All he had to do was what he said he would: pay for the damage to my car.

I hit a car before. The people didn’t see me hit it at all. I could have driven away. But I’m not that type of person. I went to their house and knocked on their door, told them what happened and asked if we could forego insurance; I would pay them out of pocket. They said sure and the next day gave me an estimate of $1000. I knew I didn’t have the money on hand to give and so I just told them to go through my insurance and gave them my information.

I cut this kid a break because I thought that he would do what I did. But I must just be one of the few nice people in this world, because all this asshole is doing is fuckin` me over. It makes one not want to be nice to anyone because of what “may” happen.

But again, I can’t do that. Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt. It may sound naïve but I HAVE TO believe that most people are of their word. I’ve been prejudiced against by many different types of people from different walks of life for different reasons. I could just crawl into my shell and think that “that gender” is bad or “this nationality” is sneaky…but what good would that do? Besides, that’s a lie. No matter what color, nationality, gender, heritage or environmental background…one will run into people that are assholes. One bad apple spoils the barrel is BULLSHIT. I can’t think like that or have that belief. Because of how people have treated me both in nasty ways, but also in nice, almost magical ways. Some people fight human nature to do whatever is the “simplest” or “feels good.” Other people have that natural ability to go out of their way and show consideration. Still others do exactly what human nature so easily dictates…do what you want. It is kind of a moral dilemma but all most people want is consideration and fair treatment.

I know that even if this kid doesn’t do the right thing and even if we can’t find the info that we need to get him to pay, that it will come back to him. I don’t feel that way as a sense of justice or virtue…I think that Karma or what others say as “What comes around, goes around,” is a grounded truth. Am I silly for believing that? Maybe, but fuck it, what does it matter what gets me through this life as long as I try to treat others as I wish to be treated. That’s gotta count for something…to somebody…somewhere.

I'm going to have to come back today and find something positive. As bad as this morning has been...it's gotta get better!
Please?
holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 11:17