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Here’s another grump-tastic topic… being left in the dark, or left out of something.

I’m naturally human… (unnaturally I’m not sure what I would be… okay lame jokes end here.) and I like to be invited to things, and included in things.  Natural curiosity makes me wonder about stuff that I’m being left out of, and obviously, knowing that I’ve been left out of something only makes me want to know MORE about what I’m missing.

So I hate being left out of something.  I also hate being left in the dark about something.  And recently both happened all at the same time.

So… basically I normally work this one job with one of my friends.  Happens every year, happens every February.  I’m never 100% sure of the date since I don’t pay that much attention, but meh, it’s around $100.00 for the night and a pretty decent meal out of it.  In January (actually, at a new years party) I was told “Yeah it’s happening again, and I’ll need you again.”  Cool.

I’m waiting around knowing the job is supposed to come up.  I’ve told my bosses that some time in February I’ll have to leave early one day, and I’ll let them know as soon as I find out when it is so we can all figure out who’s doing what in the few hours I’ll be gone.

And I never hear about the job.  I figured okay, it’s probably been delayed or something.

Then while idly chatting… I find out it’s already happened.  And someone else got hired.

At that point I was quite filled with all sorts of angry-types of emotions.

Not at the fact that someone else was hired, I know the guy that got hired, we’re friends, he’s a great photographer and quite frankly he needs the money more than I do.  It makes sense that he was the one offered the position.  And if it was anyone else to do this job, I’m glad he got it, since at least he’s a good friend of mine.

What I ended up being angry at, was the fact that I’d been told “Yes this is happening, and yes you are hired” then… nothing.  If there had been a “Hey, this job is happening, but I’m going to hire this guy instead” I would have been perfectly fine with.  But… not being told anything at all… just doesn’t feel right.

Sort of like when you go in for a job interview, and then you don’t get the job, but no one will tell you yes or no, and just hope that you go away.  I understand that I won’t get replies from every single resume I send out.  But if I take the time to come down to your company, sit with you for 30 minutes and meet with you face to face, I do believe it would be common courtsey to at least send an e-mail to say “Sorry, we’ve gone another direction” or something similar.

Feb 22 – 10+10+10 Full body push ups (first day of snow & no one remembered how to drive)
Feb 23 – 10+10+10 Full body push ups
Feb 24 – Weights & Swimming
Feb 25 – 15+15 Full body push ups
Feb 26 – Nothing (was feeling grumpy & PMS’ey)
Feb 27 – Yoga
Feb 28 – Nothing (ah, start of PMS cycle, Friday makes sense now)

So to recap, the short month of February had me missing 3 days of any physical activity, or just under 11% of days. (Feb 15th (Family day) Feb 26th (grumpy-PMS-induced day) Feb 28th (start of PMS)

At the same time, I seem comfortable doing full-body push-ups now, and was even able to get myself from a standard set of 10, to a set of 15.  Although I’m not convinced my form is correct the whole way through, I may consider going back down to sets of 10 and concentrating more on form.

I do feel all sorts of proud MamaBear like about it as well. So yay! Onto March, because the beginning of April I’ll be away for 6 days and I don’t know how well this is all going to work out then.

What really grinds my gears is people. People who lie, and/or people who omit the truth. Both count as lying in my eyes, and both are… irritating.

This came up in an anonymous forum one day, what lies are acceptable and what aren’t, so on and so forth. And I made my stake, and thankfully was not the only person with these opinions.

I think all lies are unnecessary.  Even the “little white lies that don’t hurt anyone.” I find they hurt. And sometimes, hurt more than what the truth would have brought anyways.  And the best way I could explain it in the forum, and here again in my blog, is that lying hurts.  I’m an adult.  I can handle the truth. (Heh) I have enough problems with people treating me like a little kid (my parents, I’m an only child, meh, it’s to be expected) I don’t need everyone else trying to shield me from the truth as well.

At the same time, just because I want the truth, doesn’t mean the truth must be hurtful.  There’s no need to be overly insulting when telling me some kind of bad news.

Or if someone is making one of those “little white lies to spare your feelings.”  I think that’s complete bullcrap.  And does nothing to spare my feelings.  Because somehow the liar thinks they can get away with not being truthful?

For example:
Do these pants make me look fat? (and they do make me look fat)

Acceptable answer: Yes, I have to say, they do, they’re not flattering at all.

Not acceptable answer: God you look like a fat pig! Stop shoveling so many donuts & get on a damn treadmill!

Another not acceptable answer: No no no… you look great in those pants!

So I would appreciate knowing if pants I’m considering make me look fat, so I can go look for another pair that maybe will flatter my figure better. I do not appreciate being insulted for BEING fat (because… it’s not like I don’t already know this.)  And not being fashion conscious I need to rely on the opinions of others and I definitely do not want to be walking around in unflattering pants!

Does that count as a rant?

I’m feeling a need to vent.  So for the next little bit I’ll probably be grump-tastic in all of my posts. Feel free to ignore, or read and try to figure out what actually goes on in my mind.

The earthquake in Haiti.  Of course I’d be grumpy at whatever powers to be decided that was a great place to flatten. Those people definitely did not deserve it, and deserve all the help more affluent nations can offer.  That includes help from government levels and from individual levels.

Yet I saw people who were disgusted, outraged and overall mad at the general outpouring of support for the Haiti people.

One person was claiming that sending money to organizations was useless, that they can’t use money, they need food and clothing.

And I agree, to an extent. Food and clothing was much needed in Haiti after the quake.  But to say “Don’t send money, it’s useless!” just sounded absurd to me.

Without money, collected piles of food and clothes sitting in Canadian warehouses all across the country are not helping the Haiti people.  Money would probably have been used for transportation of these goods to airports, and then transportation to Haiti so they can be distributed.  Not to mention the medical supplies and medical staff that were also much needed, that the average citizen would not be able to donate.

Then there were the people upset that Canadians were more than willing to open up their wallets for another nation, but were under the impression that help was not provided here “at home” first.

And I agree, to an extent.  I always would prefer to help locally.  I would help a Canadian organization over an American one, and I would help an organization based in Toronto more readily than one based in Vancouver.  And yes, there are men, women, children and even animals all across Canada that need assistance of some kind, and it’s a tragedy that anyone in a rich a country as Canada would ever need help or assistance.

But at the same time… this tragedy is of an exponential magnitude.  In where 100% of the Haiti people are unable to help themselves, or help each other, it should be commended that people of other countries are willing to help, not berated for not helping their local brothers and sisters enough.

I guess the whole blog entry boils down to… it’s my money and I’ll donate it wherever the hell I want.

Oh, Camera guy bought a few dumbbells (15lbs each) and I bought him a yoga ball to do some exercises at home. Or for me to do at his place. I have 5lb and 1lb dumbbells as well, I’m probably going to end up getting a pair of 10lb dumbbells because the 15’s are too heavy for me to do some of the exercises I want.

Feb 15 – Nothing (Meh, it was Family Day!)
Feb 16 – Weights (at camera guy’s place)
Feb 17 – Weights
Feb 18 – 10 + 10 + 10 Full body push ups
Feb 19 – Body Attack
Feb 20 – Yoga + Swimming
Feb 21 – Yoga