HELLO ladies and gentlemen! It's been a long time and I know you have been anxiously awaiting my next post, she says sarcastically. Well, a lot has gone on in my life. Here are the three highlights:
1. I have a new job, yes, I have joined the ranks of the gainfully employed. Yes, I am still doing my Jazzercise business. And SMBJAZZ does certainly make money, just not enough to support my obsession with high end cars and shoes. So I am doing some marketing work for a software company. And I am happy to say that they are Apple based, so I am back working on a LOVELY Mac laptop, although it is not PINK, it is clearly, the better PC.
2. I have lost 17 pounds thanks to a company called Isagenix. I am proud to say that I am in single digit size jeans now.
3. SMBJAZZ just posted it's best month ever!
So lots of good news from JZZRGRL! Alas, still no man that is decent enough to hold my interest, but I am sure that is not shocking to my readers out there. But of course, in the past few weeks, I have had some experiences with rude, stupid people AGAIN and thus the title for my post! Geez, I feel like a broken record but I must address of some these situations:
1. Ravinia, Saturday Night, Train in Concert. We got there at 4:15 PM so that we could get a decent spot on the lawn and not be crowded (it was a SOLD OUT concert). We set out our blanket, put up the table, blah, blah. A family comes in next to us and proceeds to set up ON our blanket as there is not enough room for them and all of their kids. Question: should children be out until 11 PM at a concert? Anyway, they were fairly quiet, so I gave them a pass. BUT LO and BEHOLD, 4 people come in behind us to take a spot that really isn't a spot. In fact they have to put their chairs in a line. It is two married couples and the guys have clearly already been drinking. They open the cooler, half of the CASE of beer is already gone and one of the guys is DIGGING through the empty beer cans to get to a full one. They are LOUD and OBNOXIOUS. Then they proceed to pull of the loaf of white bread, pass it down with the jar of mustard and bologna to make sandwiches...YUCK. The guys were so loud, singing at the top of their lungs. The ladies must have realized that we were annoyed and tried to shut them up. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, have a little courtesy, if you get there late, you are sitting in the back of the park, period...don't encroach on someone else's spot and most importantly, BE quiet. EWWW, they were horrible.
2. Ok, next...My upstairs neighbors. Oh dear lord! These people are SO LOUD. I can hear the chick pounding so hard with her feet on the hardwood that I can literally tell when she is wearing slippers or flip flops. Their dogs pee in the breezeway and on the deck (which of course runs down onto my deck). The dogs ALSO run the hallways at like 5:30 AM. She can barely bring herself to say hello to me. NOW HEAR THIS...if you live in a condo building, have some courtesy! Don't be rude, we all pay our mortgage and our association dues to live in a pleasant environment. Take off your shoes, be mindful of the fact that others live in your building. Case in point, I ALWAYS take off my shoes when I come in the house so that I am not too loud for my downstairs neighbors. OH YEAH and my cat has decided she is lonely in her OLD AGE and has been waking me up 2-3 times per night.
3. NEXT...this one is awesome! So the other day, I am stuck in bad CHICAGO traffic and I am late to work. I am frustrated because I am in construction traffic, so I finally get off on the exit and I am following this motorcycle that is going FREAKING slow (much slower than the speed limit). As you can imagine, I drive fast, so I whip around this guy (mind you there are two lanes) so that I can get down the ramp and turn (I DID NOT cut him off, he was safe!). He comes up to my car and gives me a look, I say...what? you were going to slow. He proceeds to go to the front of the line of cars and convince the guy in the front car to drive the same speed as him all the way down Ogden Avenue. This speed is about 20 miles per hour, so that me (and the 20 cars behind me) have to drive 20 miles per hour all the way down Ogden. Really, HOW RUDE IS THAT? Don't you have anything better to do? I was so angry I was shaking by the time I got to work. If you don't like the way someone drives, ignore them and drive somewhere else, don't "teach" me a lesson!
Ladies and gentlemen, really have some courtesy! You are not the only person on the planet, everyone is busy, no one's time is MORE important (except maybe the ambulance or police, they might be saving people). Take some time to make sure that your actions are not infringing on other people.
And parents...this means your kids as well. I know you can't control them at all times and I get that, but junior kicking the back of my seat on the plane is NOT cute, it is just rude. You know they are talking about creating a separate section on airplanes for families...feel free to discuss amongst yourselves....
Stay tuned for another post...this one just came to me, ladies...seriously, an appreciation for sports will go a long way with the gentlemen! Live and learn. GO BIG RED!
CHEERS AND CIAO BELLAS!
A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous. That's my girl Coco Chanel. Well, being the single gal in Chicago, selling and marketing luxury travel and being a Sorority Director for Gamma Phi Beta, I have a lot to say. So this blog is my random thoughts on everything on love, life, fashion, movies, fitness and beyond and advice on how to be a lady and have some class!
- 39 (AND HOLDING) year old single gal in downtown Chicago who loves Jazzercise, Gamma Phi Beta, friends, family, fashion, fine wine and movies. I will admit I am a SNOB about the following things: wine, coffee, handbags, shoes, cars and men.
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