Am I the A**hole here

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Well, I certainly hope that this story I’m about to share is worthy of you precious people’s times and I don’t come out looking like an asshole for even bothering telling it at all. A lot of my favoured (by people) blog posts are the ones in which I am in conflict or have strong bitchy opinions about some slight that happened out there in the mean streets so I’m just gonna go with it.

Went grocery shopping the other day, grabbed some essentials, pies that were on special, a cucumber, hummus, gingerale, avocados, tostitos blah blah. Now, I’m in a small town where the lighting in this charming local supermarket is very yellow, NO ONE is around, there’s just a few customers here and there no big rush all chill-paced one would think. I can even smell the place right now just typing about it, it’s oozing with smalltown market vibes. Which is unfortunate because I am about to ruin everything about that.

I am majorly impatient. I can’t deal with lines. I am constantly hedging my bets in terms of timing when I will be approaching that check-out. I saw a guy come in and noticed a few minutes later he was already checking-out and I was like NICE this will be a slice.

The lay-out of this rinky-dink store is claustrophobic and by the time I was making my way to the aisles I required I felt like I was in a maze that was getting progressively smaller and once I finally sling-shot around to make my way out I had come down some diagonal corridor where the pops were wedged in all WTF-like you just gotta see it yourself you’ll know what I mean.

Also, I will note that we are in a recession right now it’s safe and horrible to say like people are stealing groceries these days and booze more so than ever, it’s all going up. I mention this because I am a born cheapskate/deal hunter, creative in my purchases with what I will blow and what I’ll scrimp on nahhm sayin’ so you best believe my pies were 50% off about to expire (plus they were delicious!) and my avocados were two for $4 and my hummus was also on sale 2 for $8 and would you think this lone teenage girl cashier had all that properly scanned in without me having to direct her the entire time? absofuckinglutely not.

Now. As previously stated I have zilcho patience I am basically a Karen-in-disguise but with compassion and moments of clarity like I do not wig out in supermarkets I am as the kids say, “chill”. However, the ACTUAL Karen in-line behind me had none of those qualities. Oh here we go I just knew she was gonna blow a fucking gasket when I looked at the screen and said, “those avocados are 2 for $4″ lol.

Bear in mind I am wearing my black cat ears cap turned backwards my dickies plaid hick jacket and jogging pants. I look very backwoods I ain’t got time for that big city fashions nonsense. I am a tall, confident woman. I have “an energy” about me like I would not fuck with me if I saw me, you know? This Karen would not stare me in the eye once during this entire ordeal yet she had a full body temper tantrum every time I spoke to the cashier. Of course my hummus wasn’t coming up with the sale price so the girl has to walk all the way to produce/bakery section and retrieve it which is when I locked my gaze on Karen and wouldn’t look away. She didn’t look at me once but was huffing and puffing like no other. At the penultimate moment of another girl opening up a lane this Karen literally stomped her feet with her hands in fists over how annoyed she was about having to move her granola bars and whatever the crap over to the newly-opened lane. Like, if you just took a few calm deep breaths and laid back a minute we will be done here shortly and you could just stay here but nope.

Is it my fault I chose three things that the manager hadn’t yet inputted into the system? No. Is it my fault that we are in a recession therefore I bought those particular items purposely even though all my shit still came out to $42. This is why there’s self checkout now I am sure some people just literally have no clue how to do social interaction justice like in the good ol days. I will give boomers that, they DO know how to gab.

But anyway the point of this story is that my feelings were hurt by someone being annoyed for a few minutes and I was the villain. I could do nothing about it like I hate people in front of me in line with a burning passion when they have a ton of shit and you’re in a hurry only buying a few things and then she starts couponing or whatever or just needs to go back and grab one more thing holy hell if heads could explode mine would when that happens so NOW being that woman I felt like I deserved every outburst this Karen threw my way but like in a cowardly fashion she didn’t have the nerve to confront me yet hated my guts. She even looked at the young couple behind her for help and they just shrugged confused and looked at me so I stood there like a statue this was embarrassing me now it was just a really weird vibe all around. I feel lucky to be alive, privileged and blessed, so when I see other people having meltdowns it makes me sad. Too many feelings!

Karen drove a pristine blue BMW. She left her cart in the middle of the parking lot and peeled out of there, exhaust billowing behind in the cold dusk air. This took maybe four minutes of her unhappy life. There’s a lesson in here somewhere and if you find it, please let me know. Other than that a lot of us need anger management aide, people need to calm tf down better. And yes, she had a shitty haircut.

am I being dragged

Hey hello, happy Saturday! I’m just going to get right to it.

Just be in love with yourselves. Get your own blog and write about your life lovingly. We all have quirks and endearing manners of ways. Do it and let me know about it ‘cos I would like to read that I soooo long for the olden days of blog-sleuthing, have seen generations grow quite literally through the network of bloggers I followed over the years and I appreciate when other people live like a spectacle and let us see.

I enjoy story-telling and appreciate an over-sharer my mind gets blown every day from the creativity out there hell fucking yeah Gen Z’ers you know what’s up on tik tok that’s great it’s funny there was a system glitch and they all thought it was from the government shutting it down a friend of mine said ahha a generation thinking it’s so much more important than it is no wait overvalues itself? The government has bigger problems right now.

Anyway, I ain’t a generational-hater I accept everyone’s collective issues but please, unsubscribe me from them.

Did you know that half the population doesn’t hear its voice in its own head like they’re reading something but there’s no narration like there are the words and they just know what it means without hearing it read-out in their mind while the other half of us are walking around like f****** John malkovich’s f***.

When we first started dating we came here last summer I have been on this patio many times before as use to live nearby. he said it was worth it alone from the road rage incident we witnessed and I concur. Earlier at the mall I finally used an old navy gc that was burning a hole in my wallet and got a high from that.

That is outrageous though.

My new friend. The lady who cashed me out was like people all day getting this I’m like hell yeah sister it’s 6.99 there was a stack of them I bet they’re all gone now.

Okay so do I talk about the Karen-incident or do I take the high road? Okay let’s go. I was trying to get my purchases into this bag look how packed it is and does this woman not keep pushing her cart into me while I am doing that? YEP! Before I left I just looked at her and said, “You’re very impatient aren’t you?” meanwhile my cashier is happily trying to have a conversation with me while I am aware of Karen’s negative energy just trying to ram me and force me out like we are cattle I was LIVID. The cashier just ignored her and said have a wonderful day. When she FIRST tried to roll her cart up on me before I was done I just looked at her, still paying cards in-hand none of my stuff in my backpack yet at all she did an “oopsie I didn’t know” sly-ass style move. sorry terrorist I have many years experience with women like you NOT TODAY in a heatwave no less calm yourself now or you will see what not-calm looks like. She made that face at me that white people do to each other who work in agencies and pass each other in the hall but don’t want to say hi so they make this stupid smile.

This face, she did that at me so I instantly knew I was dealing with someone who was passive-aggressively not going to be held accountable for their actions. Then before I was finished, and this happens at the lcbo too but not all people are impatiently rude like this lady. Anyway she shoved her cart into me like a snowplough trying to conclude my business for me EXCUSE ME so I stood there unmoving to let her know it’s not happening only then she rolled it backwards AGAIN!!!! Like did you not learn the first time I wasn’t finished? I was also going lickedy-split speedwise because I knew Karen was having a fit fuck have a glass of wine before you leave, Christ please.

I was dressed exactly like this I was in an awesome mood and this old crow was having none of it HAHAH. My mom gave me this tankini and it was a confidence booster, my mom has great style and she gets bullied by cottonheads and other women all the time. Been there done that, the day before at the same supermarket I cut off every single Karen in my way, women who challenge every goddamn thing person in their path so you gotta fight fire with fire I see like 10 Karen videos a day, makes my blood boil as you can tell. Karen is a daily feature here now I will share you the one about the hardware store incident I had as a teenager in my next blog post. A girl I know on twitter said she was terrorized by them at her retail job growing up constantly OMG Karen-triggered. I am athletic leaner meaner and domineering like my brother you could say a tomboy but also fierce social justice warrior all of that shit when it comes to Karens I AM THE FEAR I am worse than them. I feel sorry for them so much as I can smell them a mile away there is one in our building I am going to give her a warning shot first before we call animal control on her.

See how draining Karens are to write about and/or experience allll of that. If I don’t write about it I may forget it so I tended to always write about every single thing that pisses me off out there like people’s audacious behaviour mostly but also the good too but then the wicked and the drama bit of show-boating but typically I am a mood-oriented blogger and if I am in a mood as in the wrong mood then you will see it all or really you will see nothing I understand what it is like to wear the other hat to be a watcher not a do-er and that ain’t me babe. It’s not right. But I’ve done it and I know why.

People hide for many reasons but if they’re not happy or capable then they just don’t speak or contribute. Not saying we are all owing our lives to social media but its become the norm and if people simply aren’t there then there’s something lacking yes you can have your down days but on the same token, for people who show up it’s because they too can be lonely I dunno it’s mean I guess to say that and I am always projecting too but shouldn’t I have not said instead that it’s because they’re on a mission and it’s good that they speak up.

After all we are all in this together I go on internet-wormhole binges having smart phones makes it too easy to disconnect with a false-sense of connection and it’s 100% a drug. Real life is very important and now it’s the luxurious sought-after thing. Right? Weird.

Lets get back to the positivity just be as woke as you can possibly be it’s 2020 and that’s how it should go no more turning a blind eye sweeping things under the rug speak out and help your fellow man as we are all finite this is the only planet we have so if you support some faction that disrupts that notion, it’s on you bro. Evil = bad Good = good if you are a simpleton even YOU know that.

During the hotter months you can’t help but be a bit happier like this is all free being happy is free, get it? So choose it. I can’t stand unhappy, moody people. Like ick. Back off with that, we are all in charge of our own emotions.

We stayed in this tiny home last Saturday tended sheep weren’t planning to stay over but then were so fatigued from the good times and heat that we passed out. Adorable. I’ll talk more about in the next post tho ttyl!

you will like this one

Hello hello, happy Monday. Hot ‘nough for ya? I apologize in advance for every thing that I am going to say based on sleep deprivation. It was torture trying to get proper sleep last night, so humid. We are still w/o A/C by choice but as each passing heatwaved day goes by it seems to be like, not, a good? choice.

We have been rocking a few fans and it was working great blowing all the hot air all around haha no but we closed the window last night and the bedroom turned into a sauna so I was up early on the couch where turns out I am too tall for so can’t really sleep properly there.

However, we are blessed there are far more suffering out there this is entitlement-complaining, gross, just sharing why I feel behind today.

One particular by-product bonus of weekday life is, in the wee morning hours on Paramount there is a Bar Rescue marathon and I am wholly-inspired by John Taffer’s stripping down, peg after peg, of business owner’s royal establishment fuck-ups en masse. He watches them on secret-camera from the oarking lot in a van then he goes THAT’S ITTT when he’s had enough and storms inna the place guns-a-blazing. It’s the best tv best bestie best and it’s a vehicle insight into America, State after another like everything you could imagine about the place plays out through seedy custies, beer-guzzling shot-takin’ bartenders (look I am a feminist so don’t even try me about this) okay I am sure they are fine people they just ratchet as hell and are drunken-stupor unprofessional trainwrecks wasting their boss’ money away and then you come to find out that these bar owner idiots are like $300,000 to over a million dollars in debt meanwhile their employee wastecases are living the life of Riley at their IN DEBT expense, right before their casting a blind-eye to it all noses. You get to see it all including sloppy bitches asses getting handed to them courtesy of John Taffer bless his heart. My friends and I discuss this show and scream when we watch it, I actually howl and laughter-scream. The other side of the coin is that John Taffer is a compassionate man too and the show has that feel-goodism aspect to it and you will cry because these people become so grateful and then “they learn” and hug and yadda-yadda.

Anyway, I find it comforting to see the trainwreck part of it as it’s just so extreme. It’s sad and grotesque seeing people in financial ruin played out on tv. I think we all find it all to be comforting (while disgusting) like how many things we get to bear witness to online every day the 24/7 news hour cycle rotation truly never stops. There is one atrocity after another, another Karen story after another like can you women just stop? Why so unhinged right now?

These types have always existed but thanks to the beautiful digital era that we live in THEY SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE NOW. So I am thinking, why are they like this? Not all women implode like this surely, but this about to erupt at any moment breed is so truly heinous right now, and rampant. Is it the heat?? Why do none of them learn to just mind their own fucking business and leave innocent POC alone? I, like John Taffer, am a hot head and if ever saw a Karen going-off oh you balieeeeeeeeve me I ain’t havin’ none of that.

I cannot stand bullies. I always defended kids in school when I saw the cool kid getting too confident and picking on the little guys you see, I got a big mouth and I know how to wield it. I think everyone should be like that you always need to be ready and willing to get in someone’s corner if they’re at a disadvantage, when people say flex your privilege no fuck that it’s called being compassionate. Being human. But yes that is a weapon too.

And everybody is pissed off right now. We have all “had enough” of the police, Trump, being lied to and fucked over, Covid, pandemic blues, fear of the future, the state of the economy and its future-effects I am not saying enjoy the ride but if you’re going through Hell just keep going a la Winston Churchill.

Know your blessings and stop being a Karen. Get it together.

Well, moving on now and I regret saying none of that.

The sunset blaring through this part in the clouds was epic. Saw a gen z’er taking a pic and it made me happy bout that.

twas a hot day we went to see friends in st catharines I wanted to flex some fashion instead of my regular uniform although everything I wear makes me hot so I prefer a string bikini tiny tank look I think I was meant to be a nudist I don’t get how people can wear clothes and not want to die every second for me it is bothersome and I don’t mean sexy kind of nude just like oh my god I can’t stand this the clothes have got to go kind. Then you just sit around sweating like hippie commune styles, well we may as well tend the garden hey?

Oh Georgie <3.

I can’t with this one. Too adorable.

Haven’t done a patio in however long it’s a marvel and a money saver but this was a nice treat.

So delicious. Inhaled. That’s a banh mi pork sandwich, excellent. Will order 3 to share next time. The pad thai was great too.

Bye Georgie, smooshy lil muppet I miss you already. We had a great time oh and turns out you are not impervious to sangria hangovers, all that sugar, ouch. Alas was a fine time so no harm no foul.

But alas again have run out of steam and have other things to do this was great will be back again tomorrow with more, ok doke bye for now xo raymi.