Thursday, December 22, 2011

23 Things That Really Bother Me When They Probably Shouldn't

Today, I have been so frustrated with everything. I woke up in a grumpy mood... probably had something to do with sleeping until noon. Its a lack of stimulation. One good thing about working and going to school is that I never get time to get bored. I'm always having to do something. Monday through Friday, I have back-to-back-to-back classes and only have time for a Rice Krispy Treat for lunch and on the weekends I work all day and am super tired afterwards so I can just go to sleep to get up and go to work the next day. Even though I wish for days off, I feel accomplished after a long day...

Today I accomplished
Waking up at noon--which gave me a huge headache because I usually get up early
Watching 3 hours worth of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
Taking a shower
Cleaning as much as I possibly could before 6pm
Eating Dinner
Type a blog
So basically, I accomplished nothing.


So here are all the things that frustrate me.


1. Dodging worms on the sidewalk during a rainstorm
2. Colored Christmas lights-- they are just tacky
3. The (half) word "legit"
4. Hearing the word "legit" on TV.
5. "memes"
6. Dorm Rooms--- they ALWAYS stink...
7. finger popping
8. Dog feet.... they just give me the creeps
9. Customers at my job asking if I am married. (All I really want to say is, "Just because I'm not married doesn't mean I'm interested in a 53 year old smelly beard man")
10. 12 year olds
11. When my boyfriend tells an extremely boring/offensive/not at all funny joke and laughs for 20 minutes
12. When my boyfriend thinks I didn't get the joke, then spends 5 minutes trying to explain it
13. Ceiling fans
14. the "color" brass
15. Making coffee
16. Rough Grass
17. Yellow/dying grass
18. Mismatching furniture
19. Being told to do something when I'm obviously in the process of doing it--- Parent : "Clean your room" Me: Okay *standing in room with vacuum cleaner*
20. TV movies
21. Dear *insert inanimate object* please stop ruining my day, facebook posts. THE OBJECT WILL NOT CARE
22. Surprises
23. Cleaning something only to watch someone go through and mess it up


I just need some excitement. I guess tomorrow I'll get up and watch Good Morning America. That'll be a good start.


So here is this mind numbing, and generally inappropriate video to relieve some frustration... I don't suggest watching past 3:09
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Sunday, December 18, 2011

To the Thief Who Stole....

Golden Girls,
my feeling of safety,
Full House,
my sanity when I am having a sick day,
the weather channel,
the 5am news,
and one of the few things valuable I have to my name.

So, I packed up all of my things from my dorm before I left. Including $220, DVD player, TV, Computer, all of my clothes, a lamp, a table.... pretty much everything because I didn't want to miss having something in the month between semesters.

Last night I came home about 10pm. I gathered the essentials out of my car and "locked" the doors. Well, at 5:10 this morning when I went out to start it, the back door was open. I didn't think anything of it because I had a suitcase in one hand and a laundry basket in the other the night before. I figured didn't get the door shut so it just didn't lock. At 5:10pm, I went to get the rest of my stuff out of my car; this includes DVD player, television and the $220. BUT NO. I only recovered 2 of the 3 items listed above.

Some @#$hole stole my television!!! I looked all over the car for it... (like I could actually lose a TV). It just didn't make sense. They left everything else! Even the remote controls! I am beyond angry. I have nothing. I barely own anything. I HATE that nothing is safe. I never once thought that people I live beside would be horrible, rotten thieves.

I’d like to say that it is nothing about the TV… but I love that TV. It was the perfect size for my bedroom at home and for my dorm room at college. It was clear and it had all the little extra stuffs that come with new televisions. I love to watch TV. The History Channel and HGTV are my favorites!

But seriously, I feel so uncomfortable and violated. A TV is one thing but, what if someone had been in my car when I started it this morning? I could have driven to work with a stowaway?!
I am so angry. I work so hard to try to earn things, yeah, the TV was a gift but now after Christmas, I’ll be saving to replace a television instead of putting it in savings for an even later date.

Can you believe that? It is Christmas time! People are so greedy. Near Christmas, the thieves come out. We have become such a materialistic society that we resort to stealing when we can’t afford little Suzy a Christmas present. According the NY Times, bank robberies are at the highest within a week of Christmas. Western Carolina students can attest to this because of the robbery at SECU this past Wednesday. Are we that desperate? Is money that important that we detest all morals for the sake of having a few dollars? I am just livid.

To the thief: I hope you enjoy that TV or I hope your kid enjoys it. (I’ll be leaving the remote outside tonight for you with a very endearing note.) And if you sold it off for drugs, I hope you stay high for a month. I hope you enjoy that TV as much as I did because it will be the LAST thing you take from me or my family.

Western Carolina Students Make Light of Local Bank Robbery



Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

I've always wondered why we eat until we pop on Thanksgiving. I guess it is supposed to signify the feast that the pilgrims had when the American Indians taught us how to properly feed ourselves using resources that were already here. But isn't it a typically American holiday? Eat food covered in gravy, cranberry sauce and plenty of calories to go around. It's basically a day where we celebrate overeating.

I'm excited though. After eating cafeteria food for the past 5 months, I am ready to eat a completely home made meal.

The food at the cafeteria is unrecognizable most of the time.... they have to put signs and information at the stations that the food is served it is so bad. I asked one of the server ladies what was in the "baked chicken" and she leaned over and said "I don't know, but I wouldn't eat it." Needless to say, I did not eat chicken surprise.

So today, I am going to gorge myself with fatty American foods and spend time with my family and participate in a completely AMERICAN tradition.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

So Convenient

I've only every had two jobs. I worked at a gas station on the outskirts of downtown Hickory and Longview NC and I currently work at a series of two gas stations in Sylva, NC that are aptly named Mountain Breeze Marts 1 and 2. I've learned that working at any gas station is going to be about the same. It's fast paced, deals with all walks of people, all around challenging and can be very very dangerous.

I've noticed that each store has its own routine
6am
Old woman in a white pickup truck would buy lottery tickets while you are trying to write them down to turn in with your shift paperwork and you have only so much time to do this
7am
"Can I buy beer right now?" buys 4 40s of Cobra and a suitcase of Budweiser
8am
Annoying foreign guy can't work pump number 8.... yet he always parks at pump 8
11am
Make coffee
11:30am
Clean up coffee because for some reason the pot overflowed
2pm
ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE
4pm
First chance to pee
9pm
"Oh My God?! Did I just witness a drug deal?"
10pm
Call the police on the black guy with the crooked hat in the parking lot who is asking for money AGAIN

Once I was working at my store in Hickory and a car comes through the parking lot  pretty fast... but instead of slowing down to park, the car sped up! The car hit a woman and bounced her off the hood and then hit the side of our store... How many times have you seen this at your McDonald's job?

All the craziness gets old quickly. This job I have in Sylva is the same. It's safer and more laid back but I STILL have those old men that want to take me home... just now they are white. And when you are the cashier at the local gas station, you are the local icon. People will come in and tell you their life story and will learn your name and some times, they figure out your schedule.

At a gas station, you can star to classify people based on their purchases. Newports are a number one seller to people who would typically drive Lincoln's and listen to Lil Wayne. American Spirits are for hippies and old snooty women. Men who work for construction and cable companies will buy multiple cups of coffee multiple times throughout the day. Old men with southern accents tend to buy Marlboro's in the soft pack but EVERYONE kills the 3 for $3 deal on Pepsi products.

I love my job(s). My mother explained to me that when it comes to convenience stores, you either love it or you hate it. I used to hate it but now I can't see myself doing anything else.


Save More #305 1665 1st Ave SW Hickory NC 28602
That red jeep is actually my mother's... But I just found this picture on google images? COOOL

Friday, November 18, 2011

First Post!

I am going to use this post as my introduction. My name is Deanna Mullins. I am a Forensic Anthropology undergraduate student at Western Carolina University. I graduated high school from an early college called Challenger located in the realms of CVCC's underbelly. By the time most people read this, there will be no Challenger High School.

Some people's talents are singing or painting. If I were to name my talent... it would be observing and using what I've observed to manipulate the situation. I used to be that high school kid who everyone knew. I was loud/intimidating/favored.... basically, everyone had their opinion of me. That's how I liked it. I wanted everyone to know who I was.

I've learned a few key things as I've aged a little bit. 1. Not everyone wants to hear what I have to say... especially when it is the truth. 2. If I want something bad enough, I will have it despite what anyone else thinks. and 3 the person that stays out of the spot light has more time to get to know people. Actually get to know them.