At a new-to-me, very busy Bucks…Talkin’ ’Rents and Gaping Gummy Gaps

My Dad took me out to eat at Spaghettini where I embarrassed him with tears of fears and self confidence issues…(my Aunt was in town too, but he didn’t know that).   He, of course, swept in with his red cape flying to renew my thoughts and dreams on life’s possibilities…God Bless him.

My Dad just left this very busy –Bucks (Where the Dale of Spring crosses it’s Westminster) and I am taking this moment to hold…this moment where both of my parents are alive and comfortable.  This moment that seems so fragile.  I just want to make a mansion in my heart where my little ‘rents can live forever inside.  (Aaaaahhhh…big sigh, I know…stop it.)

It’s just funny…we grow up running with all of our might to get our own independence…our own place in the world.  I just hope enough of us remember to check up on the ‘rents…call ‘em, let them know that they are terrific.  They don’t even HAVE to be terrific.  Just let them know that YOU know they did the best they could with what they had around them and what was within them to raise you the best they thought they could.

I guess, if they were lazy and bad parents, this kind of call would actually seem rather sarcastic and a strike down on their person.  BUT, if they were like my parents, who had three crazy frogs jumping around them constantly like monkeys-on-crack, they will really appreciate those calls.

I sometimes think if I didn’t have a husband and child, I would have run back screaming years ago.    They would have found me the fetal position, rocking back and forth with my thumb in my mouth mumbling to myself…LOL.

Uh, what a kick…Can you see it? I’d be that weird adult-child that would hang out with them constantly.  I think I would dress like I never left home in order to make it worse too.  And, each night, I would repeat those words that would unintentionally, beat my poor, loving parents into eventually wanting to swan dive into their graves, “It’s just the three of us for dinner tonight again, ma and pa.”

Oh, goodness…Ohhh goodness…I just saw something I need to talk about.  Eeewww, I can’t really take my eyes away, but I am feeling a turning in my gut.

Okay…Okay…Why do white-trash-type chicks look like they have to pee when they are standing around smoking?  Can’t they just keep still or are they trying to scratch an itch?  The “beauty” outside this window keeps checking herself out in the window’s reflection and I almost want to help by reassuring her that…
…THE TOOTH you are missing DOES make you look funny.  It does….stop checking on it!  AND, DON’T PICK AT IT EITHER…not attractive…no!!

Okay, now, she’s gone back to tonguing her friend’s chuhauhua….which has only made the view worse for the unfortunate audience inside the building. The dog seems to be enjoying himself, but it’s kinda skinny so maybe it’s hoping something falls outta that gummy gap.

Wow!!!  Did I pick this seat?  Oh, shoot…thank Holy Moses, 5pm has arrived…Aaaaammmmeeeennnn.

Seacrest-OUT!

Rest In Peace, damn Hard Drive…

Ugh, what a blow!!! My hard drive crashed and the USB disk that I had backed up my files on, demanded to be reformatted on every computer I tried it on.  Yes, the little piece of crap I stored A-L-L of my files on was corrupted…ALL.

After installing my new hard drive, I went like a “USB-geek-slut on spring break”…holding my USB disk in hand and sticking it into whatever computer I could in order to try to get my information off (of it).  I stuck in my company computer; I stuck it into our home computer, and, then went buck-wild and stuck it into MANY other random computers at two Kinkos/FedEx offices… I could not be satisfied.  The disk would give me nothing…it was “shootin’ blanks” and asking, “Do you want to reformat this disk?”

When I gave up, I could only just sit there…at Kinkos.  There I sat for a while…of course, until the absolutely awful, sour stench of the dirty, worn out seats enveloped my nostrils and filled my mind with pictures of OH-SO-MANY unemployed, depressed and, most likely not showered, behinds that had sat before me, working away to apply to jobs online.

As I walked out, the Kinkos guy shouted, “Have a great day.”  I almost listened to the devil on my shoulder and gave him a big grin and the finger.    I DID mumble, “Suck it,” under my breathe, but, when he smiled and said, “Huh?”  I just gave him my best head tilt, a constipated smile and said, “Oh, you too.”

Ugh…I felt like there was just no wind in my sails and no wind in the weather report either…like a kicked puppy on the side of the road…AND, not just a normal kicked puppy, but an ugly kicked puppy…the type of puppy a mean person would kick twice BECAUSE it was so DAMN ugly.  That is how I felt.

I knew I had to “go back to the drawing board,” but, holy crap, was THAT erased too?  Ugh.

I’ve been to Starbucks once in the last week.  I do not know why my hard drive pooped out…I could blame Starbucks for a weird virus that may have made it’s way into only my computer…ha ha…or I could blame Microsoft for the Operating System not doing SOMETHING or just blame HP for making my hard drive a hunk of poop while manufacturing SO MANY others’ computers successfully.  Oh, who cares…right?

Onward and upward!!!  My plan, to meet up for lunch with my Dad, who inspires me, recreate Web It Rabbit, LLC, documentation and back up my files on something better than a piece of crap.  Here we go…are you ready?   Deep breathes, everyone…deep breathes…and, one day at a time.

FB drama…that’s right, drama!

Wow…this place is packed (At the Starbucks where Ellis first met his sweetheart Brookhurst!)  Monday…everyone out to get things done….and why?   Because everyone else around them is trying to get things done.  There is absolutely no one to play with…it’s Monday, time to work.

My latest…I’m working to learn as many of the Adobe Web Premium tools as I can.  And, making life better in general.  We shall see how long my motivation lasts today.  I’ve been here for a while.

This morning’s drama included an over-spazzy FB (Facebook) status update situation.  A friend of my hubby’s complained about her boyfriend in her top page status.  She had every right to add the comment…ya know, in the interest of freedom of speech and all, but her boyfriend’s sister jumped into the situation with both feet.

The status update said, “my boyfriend is a d*ck” (without the star, of course).  The lovely couple most-likely had a little tiff and she lashed out by announcing his “dick-ability” to the world.  I’m sure, when he saw it, he rolled his eyes, had a little giggle and then went on with his day. His sister, (We’ll just call her Sam…why? Because, that is her name…just kidding, that’s not her real name) got EXTREMELY offended and obviously decided to separately FB-message everyone who commented after the update was posted.  In my “love message” from Sam, she even included insulting me about the possible “bad” men I’ve had in my life in order to take the girlfriend’s “side” in the situation.  Ugh…

I answered her back by trying to “kill her with kindness,” but we’ll see how that goes.  I went the kindness route mainly because Sam is a feisty spazz…the type of chick that will look up your personal information and slash your tires to get her “point” across.  After the kind message, I sent another one though basically explaining that, by her insulting comments to me, she was a negative entity in the situation.  If my tires are slashed in the next few days, I’ll know Sam had nothing better to do with her time than to assist me in draining my already suffering bank account by slashing my car tires.

I have an old wedding dress in my garage too…so, if she is able to get into my garage to slash my tires, I’ll have to consider the wedding dress gone too.  I mean, seriously, all spazzy girls know…if she’s going to get one of her boyfriends to marry her, she’s gotta show up at his house sobbing profusely in a stolen wedding dress with her eye makeup running down her face…’cause, to a woman of that caliber…that is “true love.”

I better not say anything more…she could read this and then, you know what comes next…yup, a redheaded voodoo doll.

Ahhh…I feel better…thanks for taking a break with me and listening.

The Redhead in the Corner

Dang it, I missed the turn for the first Starbucks on Birch. Dang ONEWAY streets.

“Oh,” I said, “Are you SURE this is not considered a refill?  At every other Starbucks I’ve been to, they just charge me for a refill…hmmm.”

“No, it’s not, but…I’ll do it for you THIS time though.”  Her accent made her reply JUST a little more annoying than the actually reply.

“Oh, thank you SO much.  This is SO great of you,”  I replied with a smile and tilt of my face.  The back of my head yelled, “Lady, this may be the only time you’ll “do this for me” because I am seriously considering not visiting this one again.”

The last time I came to this one, a lady being served, complained about her drink and then, as they remade her drink, she gulped it down as fast as she could right in front of them and then she took the second one they made her to go.  At the time, I thought it was the lady being rude, but as the day went on, I realized the staff here wasn’t filled with the sharpest tools in the shed.  Is this the reason they opened ANOTHER full Starbucks about a block away?  Maybeeee…

Ooo…one of the workers just asked if I needed anything.  It just shocked the crap outta me.  Here I am talking sh*t on his little accented worker buddy, and he’s being nice.  It almost makes me not want to add this to my blog…”almost” is the key word there.  If I knew they were reading this, I might start blowing smoke up some of their butts in the interest of free yummy coffee treats, but I’ll just trust that they are either not reading this or , if they are, they at least take the criticism well.

After my last visit, it WAS kind of an accident that I came here versus the other one up the road…but the road is a one way street, so after you past the one, ya end up settling for this one.  Ha Ha Hee hee!

Huh…the guy behind the counter just asked a customer why he thought Starbucks was closing this location and keeping the other one open.  Should I tell ‘em?  The customer had no response for him…or maybe he just didn’t want any “customer service floaties” in his drink.

Anyway, I’m a bit melancholy today, but don’t let that get YOU down…hee hee!  I’m just kinda lost right now and can’t get my head outta my rear.  But, (sarcastically) I uploaded a bunch of pictures to my Facebook account, updated everyone on FB by quoting Audio Slave in order to avoid spreading my frowns around and updated my resume.  YEAH!!!!

So, right now, in my REAL life, my hubby and I are working on our marriage (just as SO many couples are or should be doing) and we had counseling today.  It was a good session, but I just feel like I need to get more done in my “work” life.  He’s printing some resumes out for us today and we are going to a job fair in Anaheim tomorrow.  But, you know those things…they are just FILLED with companies that have VERY, VERY high turnover.  I almost want to go there and promote “Web It Rabbit” instead.  Actually, THAT is a FABULOUS idea…I’ll bring the ol’ resume, but I’ll also drop off a few cards and/or stickers to any small businesses if there are any.  Ya just never know who needs a website.

Yesterday, I promoted webitrabbit.com by going to a BNI meeting in Long Beach…”Business Networking International.”   While most of the people in the group seemed spirited and motivated, I did notice some seemed a bit down;  maybe it was just me, but I fear it might have been that they could not act as well as the others could when it comes to “selling the group.” I hope I am wrong, but I JUST don’t know.  Maybe another visit to the group in a few weeks is a good idea.  I don’t want to jump before I know if there is a rock under that lillypad.  I need the rock to be there. (Well, mostly because, I am not a frog, but, you know what I was getting at, don’t cha?)

Thanks for taking a break with me.

The Redhead in the Corner

“PC Load Letter,” what the hell is “PC Load Letter?”

Ahhh…back at the favorite Starbucks for a few hours today. For some reason, I am unable to get going in the  mornings this week… …YAWWWWNNNN!

Well, looking around today, we have a full house…Including a new addition of, what seems to be, an upper manager from “Starbucks headquarters” or whatever the “Starbuckians” call their mothership. This is an excellent one, but, yet the main manager looks like he’s having to explain a lot. I mean, she’s very nice about his excuses, but the conversation is kinda reminding me of the very funny “Office Space” scene where the main dude keeps saying, “Yeah, I got the Memo, I know I need to start putting covers on my TPS reports.”
After this meeting, I wonder if the Starbuckian manager is going to take one of the coffee machines outside and give it a “slow-mo-BeastieBoys-Video-esk” beating if it gives him the “PC Load Letter” error or whatever a coffee machine error may be.

Ugh, I better start some work. I gotta make some money.
Thanks for taking a break with me, people.

The Redhead in the Corner

Star-”IrvineNewportCostaMesa”-bucks!

If the woman behind the counter is not an “A”-type personality, then you can slap me in the head with a two by four…woooh!   I mean, she is not rude, but, boy, she SEEMS to QUITE enjoy being efficient…hee hee!  She and the other workers behind the counter are all cute little blondes of similar stature…so similar that, with their matching green aprons and similar haircuts, I’d believe they came in a box set…that is, if people came in a box set.  It’s funny to see though, it’s kinda like they should be put in the window with the rest of the similar-sized sweet treats.  (Okay, guys…settle down…that was NOT meant to be a new “money-making idea.”)

So, there are all types of different people infront of and behind the counter at each Starbucks I go to…but the chairs, tables, lights and music all fall between certain “lines” of “Starbucky-style.”  Thank God-O-Mighty they didn’t run too far with the green they decided on for their main logo…that would have been bad.  It would have been like McDonald’s suddenly angered into the Hulk…LOL!  Well, okay not exactly, but it still would have had some people dancing to represent the Lollipop Guild and Dorothy begging to bring Toto inside so she could ask the wizard to send her home.
Speaking of the Lollipop guild, there’s a good group of four guys here taking a break from their job…each standing a “safe” distance from each other and chuckling at each other’s “safe, corporate jokes.”  I haven’t played that game in a little while and from this distance, it doesn’t look as fun as I remember, but what the hec am I saying?  I haven’t had a job in a little while…so, I’ll just sit here quietly on my hard wood chair and wipe the green envy from my lips before I make a mess…LOL.

Today is a cloudy/rainy day, but, here in the desert we call home, it is a nice break from the usual sunny days where our Mom’s voices are in the back of our heads telling us, “Get outside and play…take advantage of this beautiful, sunny day.”  Sometimes a gal just wants a reason to get gobbled up by her computer screen and drink a hot cup of coffee…or, hec, just do nothing because no one can say, “Ahhh, ya gotta…it’s sunny out.”

Well, there’s Adobe Flash tutorials calling me back to the mine shaft.  Thanks for taking a break with me.

The Redhead in the Corner

“Ellis, it’s nice to meet you?” said Brookhurst

This is the best Starbucks I have found in Orange County so far…lots of room and lots of different seating options.

But, it also has a good stream of characters that cruise in and out of the scene as well…some good, some bad.   There were a bunch of, what looked like to be, single older gentlemen hanging out.  A few gave away a wink and a smile.  They sipped their coffee and read their papers here and there, but I think they were just getting outta the house for a little bit…away from being “retired and at home” or a break from working on their “honey-do-lists.”   Some looked like they were still in the age group to be part of the workforce, but just were not because the economy is such that the only people that seem to be able to get offered a job in this town are the “doe-eyed” college “work-world-newbies” that will do almost anything you tell them at a job for an insanely low amount of cash.   With most people having families to support, that is NOT a good thing.
A group of local fire-fighters came in…dressed in their blues and getting their coffee treats so they can be ready for any of O.C.’s worst potential happenings.
Students of a few different ages are studying…the guy next to me has SO much computer equipment with him, I would think he was setting up a permanent study area…only one book though.  He keeps looking back at me in a suspiscous way too…”Hey, study-dude, don’t worry…I am not REMOTELY interested in what is happening on your computer screen.  I don’t care if you finally found the porn site that your “bro” told you about…or if you are trying to break into the network.  Starbucks is SUCH a huge company, they most likely have this “computer security” thing down pretty good by now.  They probably have some of the smartest “computer nerds” on their staff just LOOKING for amateurs to break in so they can UNLEASH the virus they spent all night making JUST for you to suffer and they would be able to chuckle guilt-free.
I WOULD like to know why teenagers come in and start drinking coffee at about 5pm though.  Isn’t that the worst time to drink coffee…even decaf.  Hmmm…   Well, I’m finally a parent, but my son is only two…I’m taking notes for the future though.  The future of teen-angst and rebellion.  I guess coffee is better than alcohol or Miss Mary Jane…at least for the teens, that is…ha ha hee hee!

-The Redhead in the Corner

Who Am I?

I’m just a gal trying to work and make money.  But, I can’t work at home…’cause, like so many others,  I would have a million things to do INSTEAD of working if I was trying to do it from home.I run http://www.webitrabbit.com, but I do it from different Starbucks all around Orange County, Ca.  I do the best I can to find a good environment to work in, but sometimes I need to talk about what I see, heard, smell and, hec, with all of these tasty treats, what I TASTE!!!  LOL.All in all, I’m the type of computer nerd that can do somethings, but not others, so I work with a bunch of friends and aquaintences to make my clients’ projects a reality.Comment where you’d like.  I don’t mind a-”tall.”