Some People Stop Trying

I finally pulled into my garage around 7:30 pm after a long day of work. I see the cable company's truck in front of my neighbor's house.
A few hours later, I head to the garden for fresh vegetables for my ratatouille. This is what I find in my driveway.

I was like "WTF?" Do you see how the cable is just lying in front of my garage? The cables were cut up and spliced in half. Completely unusable.
Isn't that insane. I don't have cable. I subscribe to satellite dish.
Was it a warning?
Has the recession hit us that hard?????
I called the cable company and refused to provide any personal information. Just my address and a demand that someone pick up that cable mess before I head to the gym at 6:30 am.
I just knew if I gave my name and number, someone telemarketer would add me to their "Give cable a try" campaign.

It was gone.

The cable installer must have been a lazy bugger. I know that 7:30 appointments are probably the last of the day but that was no reason for leaving his mess in my backyard the night before trash pick-up.
There was no way that I was doing his/her job and taking it out to the curb for trash pick-up.

Some people just stop trying to do it right.

I don't want to get ahead of the story.
At the gym, I had scratched myself while on the stretching mat. There was blood. Of course, I stopped stretching on the mat. Do you have any idea of how disgusting people are after they work out? And they use the stretch area but NEVER clean the (still) wet spot with the disinfectant...... The same people are picky about wiping machines but never the stretching area mat.

YUCK

I hobble over to the attendant and ask for an alcohol wipe. Yes, I felt that hobbling was very appropriate.
She tells me that she is required to complete an incident report.
I know, right?
While waiting for her to find the forms. I realized that I am still bleeding.
I request a bandage.
This is what she gives to me.


I want you to look very carefully at the bandage.

Because of the budget cuts, the powers that be stopped purchasing bandages in multiple sizes. Opting instead to just buy the large bandages and cut them to different sizes.

People have stopped trying to do it right.

Later that day, I headed to the gas station. When I pump gas while wearing a skirt (see above picture) I tend to flirt with men. I don't know why. Maybe secretly I want full-serve...........

I spoke to the nice older gentleman at pump 3. I turned around to continue pumping on 2. I walk around to put the pump away and a woman says "hi" to me. It was weird. The two were at the same car. I wondered if he pumped while she paid .....
Then she hands to me a MaryKay business card attached to a magnet.
I was thinking.... For real?
Really?
Is a MaryKay representative trying to pimp me up at the gas station?
And a magnet too. What am I going to do with a magnet in my car? Stick it to my car????

All of that in one day.
Must be the sign of the times when people just stop trying........


This is my latest knitting project
I am finally using up the last of my eyelash yarn from 2004 :)