I hate people who think they are better than everyone else

Situation:
I spent the day in a seminar for work. We sat in table groups of 4 discussing how we rate the different aspects of employee engagement. There was this smug idiot in our group who wanted to be better than everyone else and always thought he was right.

Instructor: Okay everyone, I want you to do the next task in your group and discuss as you go.

Me: I think...

Guy 1: Ya I think that too

Guy 2: Okay so what do you think is next...

Me: Hey Guy 3 why so quiet, what do you think?

Guy 3: Oh I have something different, I did mine on my own

Me: Ya okay but let's talk about it. What do you think?

Guy 3: I'll tell you when you are done.

Me: Uhmmm that wasn't the assignment. We are supposed to discuss. How about we trade you with another table for someone who follows instructions? It's not a competition.

Was that bitchy? I don't get it. There was no right or wrong answer, no benefit AT ALL to not sharing your answers. In fact without discussion, the course would be useless.

at least I kept myself from saying this to the same guy:

"Enough, can you stop talking when the instructor's talking. We aren't in grade school and you aren't funny"

I did say it though, 3 TIMES. IN MY HEAD.

Don't even get me started on the whiney girl at the next table who kept making sure the instructor knew how great she was and thought everyone was copying off her. I still have another day of these people. Help me.

Silly

Sometimes I do things I don't even understand...

This morning I woke up at 5:30 to go to the gym. I get ready, and go outside. I open the door and OMG. ITS FUCKING COLD OUT! I'm talking the kind of cold that instantly makes your fingers sting inside your mittens. Thank your lucky stars if you've never experienced this.

My car barely starts, I obviously have to let it run for a bit before I can go to the gym. I go back inside the house for about 20min before I wander back outside and drive to the gym.

I get to the gym, park, open the door to get out... this is when it hits me. ONLY STUPID PEOPLE DO THINGS IN THIS TYPE OF WEATHER. So I don't get out, I close the car door and drive back home to get ready for work.

Now this all made perfect sense at the time... but the gym is not an outdoor facility, I was already there, the hard part was done. Why didn't I go in? I blame a frozen and obviously malfunctioning brain.

In fact I took a picture of myself this morning...



Cute eh?

When you're elegant...

Funny things happen to you! I got this in a email today and it made me giggle.

BACKGROUND:A girl was out with friends having drinks on King St. in Toronto. This guy approaches (Dimitri) her and won't leave her alone - saying how cute she is. She finally gives in and hands the guy her business card.



Why do I feel like I've met Dimitri?

Wednesday, I'm in love

He's soooooo dreamy! I just found him on the internet and hope to make him mine. Hopefully he's still available.



I'm in love!!!

Ha ha ha and a hmmmm

Just now, when I logged in I noticed a comment on my last post. The comment was a simple, straight forward "fuckin grow up" from a guy by the name of peniswrinkle who has started a blog (with no posts yet) titled "Boobs"

Anyhoo...

I was on this site the other day. It's a video blog by a former co-worker and her husband. She lost her job this past week and has the best attitude about it all. She is an amazing talent so I have no doubt that she'll be more than fine. But her response to the entire situation got me thinking about attitude and how important it is especially during times of change. I stole this from the top of their page.

"Whatever you’re thinking about is literally like planning a future event. When you’re worrying, you are planning. When you are appreciating, you are planning…What are you planning?"
~Abraham-Hicks

pretty relevant, eh?

My mistake

Yesterday, although technically it was today. I got on a plane. Said plane took me from a beautiful oceanside city set up against the magnificent Rocky Mountains and plopped me in the middle of no-where a place that might be considered the ass crack of hell if the fires of hell were made of ice!

I should never have got on that plane.

I love my family, and they actually LIKE living here, so here I am. Cold. Very Cold.

It was great to see a few of my friends in the city. I wish I'd been by myself... I would have stayed longer, done some shopping, and spent some quality time at the spa. There's always next time, and I'm building up a good stock of long underwear!

Honey in my hair

Blind date recap time! This was the definition of blind date, I knew very little about the guy and had not seen a picture or anything.

FIRST IMPRESSIONS:

Not cute, but not ugly. No immediate chemistry or attraction. However with me there rarely is. This is workable.

Older, 8 years older. A little outside of my comfort zone but not a deal breaker.

THEN IT GOES DOWNHILL:

Not a lot in common he likes to hunt, fish and ride his motorbike. The problem being that I would never do ANY of those things. I might go fishing, but I would never actually touch a fish soooo you'd probably just call that boating.

He didn't seem interested in getting to know me. He told me A LOT of stories about him. But didn't ask me about me and often cut me off. This could be nerves, but he knows next to nothing about me

He was trying a little too hard to impress me. For instance I know he used to compete as a body builder, he's paid for a bunch of things for his parents cars, house etc, he's always there for his friends... etc. These stories were NOT prompted, they were told randomly like he had a bunch of stories to tell me so I'd see how cool he was.

HIGHLIGHT:

Alright on to the fun stuff! I am awesome, I seem to make a spectacle of myself where ever I go. It's about 45 minutes into the date and we are arguing over the differences of a cattle farm and an elk farm. (don't judge, it's a perfectly normal topic of conversation... uh, yah.) Anyway as I was making a point I knocked my tea cup against the table a little hard. He makes some remark about me being angry. I, being the goof I am raise the cup above my head and bring it crashing down onto the table. The cup, much to my surprise, is not empty. Tea comes flying out and ends up in my hair, and all over my face and lap! I wish I could have seen the expression on my face. What did I do? I laughed and laughed... I am one classy gal! AWESOME!

Overall he was nice but after an hour and half of listening to him tell stories about himself I was bored. Is it worth a second date? I'm still debating that, he may have just been really nervous. At this point I don't really see reason to go out again. But I'm going to talk to cupid to see what she thinks before I fully decide.