So I was going to take the kids down to the beach Saturday.
It was super hot and great beach weather so why not???
I packed a bag, doused the tykes with sun screen and off we went.
I waited FOREVER to get to the gate where the kind attendant takes your money ($15) then gives you an all day parking pass.
I got my pass and drove around that parking lot for a SOLID HOUR!
I went from Newland down to Brookhurst and there was not one spot in sight!
Finally I go to the ticket man and he says there are NO REFUNDS PERIOD!
You have got to be kidding me!
There was another gentleman asking for his money back and he wasn't getting a single dime either.
By the time I went back to beg for my money they had closed off the parking because it was FULL.
Any other business would be in hot water for taking money for a particular service then not providing the service one paid for....THAT'S CALLED STEALING!
Unless that business who stole from you is the State of California...Then you call it "balancing the budget".
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About Me: I'm practical. If I need something fixed around the house I would rather google how to fix it than pay some guy $100 to tell me it will cost $500 to fix. There is always a cheaper or better way to get what you want, you just have to be willing to discover how or work to get it.
posted by World of Wright at 2:14 PM
Friday, August 28, 2009
Labor Day weekend is fast approaching and Josh and I are lucky enough to have 4 day weekend so as many people do, we are going to have 1 last horah before the summer ends.
We thought about many places and we kept coming back to good ol' VEGAS.
I haven't been to "Sin City" since I was pregnant with Jagger. Josh worked for Frito Lay at the time and they had a huge banquet, fully paid for and Penn and Teller did a private magic show for the Frito employees and their guests. Chips tasted soooo sweet back in those days.
Frito gave Josh a pager...yeah PAGER! Look it up kids. The pager number was 1-800-FRITO-40. The #4 is also the letter H on your phone key pad so for years we said his pager # was 1-800-Frito Ho....anyway...
We decided to take the kids to Vegas but to be honest I have no idea what to do in Vegas with kids! I know Stephen would like to go "clubbin" with Paris Hilton and K. Fed but that's just not gunna happen.
One good thing is most of the people pool side are either drunk or hung over and I happen to look fabulous if you're wearing beer goggles!
We thought about many places and we kept coming back to good ol' VEGAS.
I haven't been to "Sin City" since I was pregnant with Jagger. Josh worked for Frito Lay at the time and they had a huge banquet, fully paid for and Penn and Teller did a private magic show for the Frito employees and their guests. Chips tasted soooo sweet back in those days.
Frito gave Josh a pager...yeah PAGER! Look it up kids. The pager number was 1-800-FRITO-40. The #4 is also the letter H on your phone key pad so for years we said his pager # was 1-800-Frito Ho....anyway...
We decided to take the kids to Vegas but to be honest I have no idea what to do in Vegas with kids! I know Stephen would like to go "clubbin" with Paris Hilton and K. Fed but that's just not gunna happen.
One good thing is most of the people pool side are either drunk or hung over and I happen to look fabulous if you're wearing beer goggles!
Friday, August 21, 2009
I know it's been a while since I graced the internet with my infinite wisdom but I wanted to let you all know I am still alive and when strange things are happening I am always thinking "Should I blog about this?"
Against my better judgement...I will blog about this episode (Man! If I had a nickle for every time I typed "against my better judgement")
I had an appointment with my "woman doctor" (if ya know what I mean wink wink) her office is located right next door to the pet cemetery.
Now I find it very odd that more people leave flowers for their dead dog or cat than for Aunt Francis. The local "people cemetery" down the street always has far fewer flowers than the pet cemetery. I am always concerned that the same freaks that visit dead pets can also peek into the windows of the gynecologist's office when ever I'm there. What's more, the window overlooking the pet cemetery is located directly above the head of the "girl doctor chair" (what a view huh!).
I always wonder why the don't put the head of those beds with fancy leg rests toward the door. They never lock the door to your "private room" so if someone accidentally walked into your room during an exam it could be frightening! I'd much rather be spread eagle facing the wall vs. spread eagle facing an unlocked door in an office full of pregnant ladies, newborn babies and husbands posing as supportive but really only wanted to ditch the office for a couple hours.
Later that evening it dawned on me that the lady who occasional gives me an manicure and pedicure ALWAYS wears a mask but my gynecologist has NEVER used a mask EVER.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Jagger: Mom, I cried today
Me: What made you cry?
Jagger: Cuz Uncle Jesse was moving out and Michelle didn't want him to go. It was so cute it made me cry a little bit.
Me: Are we talking about the show Full House?
Jagger: YEAH!
Me: Oh...O.K.
I really don't know what to make of all this.
Me: What made you cry?
Jagger: Cuz Uncle Jesse was moving out and Michelle didn't want him to go. It was so cute it made me cry a little bit.
Me: Are we talking about the show Full House?
Jagger: YEAH!
Me: Oh...O.K.
I really don't know what to make of all this.