My long-time online friend wrote the following article and it perfectly puts into words the way I feel about bullies and people who look down on others.
After thinking about the entitled jerk behaviors I witnessed last night at the airport...
Here’s some perspective for all the ridiculous rage monster crazies, AND so we all can avoid *being* them this time of year 😂 because we’re all capable lol:
If you can afford to fly in a plane somewhere, or be picking up a loved one who can afford to fly to *you* for a happier holiday, get over your angries. It’s hectic at airports, stores, and restaurants between now and New Years.
PLAN AHEAD. WAY AHEAD. IT’S THE HOLIDAYS (duh).
It’s a really big pet peeve of mine when people who *don’t* plan ahead make their self-inflicted stress/lateness/rush everyone else’s fault and expect special accommodations *on top* of us all putting up with their ridiculous ragey tantrums. Anyone who has worked in retail/restaurant/customer service/airports literally laughs at and mocks people like this in employee break rooms everywhere. And puts your name on a black list. Because yeah it’s everyone else’s fault and we are all incompetent idiots that you aren’t given special permissions to jump a line, park in ....
This topic is always interesting for me. Being Canadian, and having lived in the US for a few years, I see how different the thinking and the laws are on this topic between the two countries.
In Canada, if a person wants to buy a gun, first you have to write and pass a safety test, and fill out a form (I am not sure WHAT exactly the form involves) in order to get a license to own a gun. The license is called a Possession and Acquisition Licence or PAL. It allows you to buy and own a gun but not carry one. If you want to own a handgun or other ‘restricted’ firearm, then an additional test is required- then your PAL has a R on it that allows you to buy and own restricted firearms. (I again, don’t know which fire arms are Restricted or Non-Restricted)
But a person is still not allowed to CARRY a gun. Carrying a handgun in Canada without authorization is very illegal and there is virtually no way for you to get authorization to do so without having a job which requires it.
After you buy a gun, you have to register it with the RCMP. Buying a gun at a store does this automatically. For private sales, you have to call the RCMP to register your gun.
You also need extra authorization to transport your firearm from one place (your home where it is registered) to another (a firing range- for example).
(I had to look this up!)
This differs greatly from the US.
How easy is it to buy a gun in the US? Are Background checks performed? Is there a waiting period? WHO freaking needs a semi-automatic weapon?? I am not dissing anyone who has a gun in their home for protection (although that isn’t a good enough reason to own one in Canada) but seriously, who needs a semi-automatic??
Canada has had some notable mass shootings for sure – the 1989 École Polytechnique massacre, the 1992 Concordia University massacre, the 2012 Danzig Street shooting, the 2014 Edmonton killings and the 2017 Quebec City mosque shooting.
But when you take into account the sheer numbers of mass shootings that the United States has, and the number of people killed by these shootings, and the fact that often semi-automatic weapons are used--- HOW can anyone say that GUNS ARE NOT A PROBLEM. I really don’t get it.
Did I miss any??
The 2017 Sutherland Springs church shooting, the 2017 Vegas shooting, the 2016 Orlando nightclub shooting, the 2015 San Bernadino attack, the 2015 Umpqua Community College shooting, the 2013 Washington Navy Yard shooting, the 2012 Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting, the 2012 Aurora shooting, the 2009 Binghamton shootings, the 2009 Fort Hood shooting, the 2009 Geneva County massacre, the 2007 Virginia Tech shooting, the 1999 Columbine High School massacre, the 1990 GMAC shootings, the 1991 Luby's shooting, the 1986 Edmond post office shooting, the 1984 San Ysidro McDonald's massacre, the 1982 Wilkes-Barre shootings
In a blast of Halloweens past, here is a photo from 1999: my daughter started the tradition of The Wizard of Oz- inspired costumes!
We broke up 9 years ago. We were together for 3 years, engaged for two of them. We lived together for one year.
He was a fun and generous guy who always wanted to be the life of the party. He was the clown in the room, the guy with the loudest laugh. And the widest smile.
Three things stand out in my mind when I think of him.
We took some rather cool vacations together so he sparked the travel bug in me. I really need to get moving on that! Time is short and anything can happen.
He introduced me to sushi, which I now love! HOW did I never eat it before I met him?
And sailing! He owned a sailboat, which made me love the water even more than I already did. Sailing is too expensive for me. He had a plaque that said: “Sailing: the fine art of getting wet and becoming ill while slowly going nowhere at great expense.” Maybe a jet ski for me!
And for good or bad, he taught me a lot about myself and what not to do in a relationship. That is a good thing. I hope he worked through his stuff too. No need to get into the bad things!
Even though we were both ready to end our relationship, we parted on relatively good terms. We seemed to get along much better when we weren’t a couple. We chatted a bit a couple years later when he told me that his dog, who I was rather fond of, had died.
Facebook is often the deliverer of news and my random look at his profile last week with the RIP messages strewn about, make me pause and the ‘oh crap,’ out of my mouth was surprise and sincere. Of course, I spent the next day or two going over everything that was written in the comments and on his profile. Just to get a sense of who he was all the years after me. The comments had slowed down because he died 4 months ago. I feel like I slept through it, in a way.
I always thought that I would run into him at some random time, probably travelling. We’d go to lunch and have a good talk about the old days, reminiscing about the good times, skimming over the bad and hopefully parting ways with a little more understanding about each other.
That won’t happen now.
RIP, Bob. You will be missed.
We have three dogs. I have been making my own dog food lately. We are trying to move a way from bagged, processed dog food to a more natural,
well-balanced fresh food diet.
I bought this at a second hand store for $6. It sat around for about 6 months before I decided what to do with it.
I took the picture out, painted it with chalk paint, sanded, waxed and buffed it.
Me? Canadian, writer, RN, crafter, Girl Guide Leader, Red Hatter, 3-dog owner, photographer, geocacher, cool Mom, and all around FUN and FUNNY person!