Yep, I am from a small town...Trolls

I have noticed a small difference between small town people and "city" people, or at least the city people that I know. Back home, if someone got pulled over or any of the emergency vehicles left the fire hall, you followed them then drove by as many times as needed to figure out what was going on. However, when I ride with my "city" friends and I see someone pulled over with 2 or more po-po's or an accident, I want to drive by again just to find out what is going on. They are not as amused. I am not sure if it is b/c they see stuff like this all the time and there are more interesting things to do or what the deal is, but "city" folk just drive on by like nothing is happening. So, 2 days ago, i was driving home and there is ALWAYS a speed trap on one side or the other of a bridge not far from my house. Cops are there at least 5 out of 7 days a week, no surprise, anyone who drives that road should know this. As I came over the over-pass the runs perpendicular to the "trap road" I noticed flashing lights. Great, another dumbass got pulled over for speeding I thought. Boy was I wrong and since I had to go pick up my pizza anyway, I made a point to pass this scene three times...here is what I observed.
Pass 1. Two cop cars have their spot lights on the car that is pulled over. Three cops are there, with two of them holding the suspect down while the other is cuffing him.
Pass 2. Suspect is using the phone to call someone. His mother maybe, parole officer, girlfriend...hell your guess is as good as mine.
Pass 3. I think that I see another cop car there, but I am wrong. It is actually a tow truck taking the suspects car away and the suspect is being put in the police car. I am not sure what he did but it was a highlight for my day.

Then I had a fun encounter with the trolls and I thought I would report it for AFL.
N: (ugh) What can I get you?
T(1): Is that mac and cheese plain?
N: YES, it is the same as it is everyday and we are never going to change it.
T(1): Ok, I would like about $0.45.
N:(get it for her) There you go. Anything else?
T(2): What is that? Beef and Noodles?
N: Yes.
T(2): (To T(3)) Would you like some?
T(3): Oh, a little bit.
T(2): Can you stir that up a little? The top looks a little dark.
N: It is beef and noodles, it is going to be that dark all the way through, that is how beef and noodles are.
T(2): Ok, well we will take about $0.90 but try not to get a lot of beef in there, just the noodles.
N: I'll do my best.
T(2): Oh No, over here, there are more noodles over here.
N: I am doing what I can but I am not going to sit here and pick out every piece of beef for you...sorry.
T(2): Ok, then.
Finally got what they wanted within reason and gave them their other order of mac and cheese however I was ----- that close to blowing up their car today, they really got on my nerves.

And finally, this is for Kori. Did you know that Hugh whatever that plays House is also in the human version of 101 dalmations? He is one of the bad guys, I didn't know that until I watched that movie again yesterday.

The 3 little Trolls

As you may all know now, my AFL enjoys my "troll" encounters. Even though the conversations may not be very long, I will always blog them for her. If you don't like them...too damn bad, I am doing it for my AFL, so here it is AFL and all you others who enjoy how annoying they are.
N: What do you want?
T: Do those potatoes have butter in them or are they just potatoes?
N: Just plain.
T: So there is no butter?
N: NO.
T (1): Do you want to try some potatoes?
T (2): I don't know.
T (1): Just try some.
T (2): Ok, I will take about $0.50 of potatoes.
N: K (Scooping up potatoes, weighing them out, only $0.38 so I add more)
T (2): Oh No, I don't want that much
N: It isn't even $0.50 yet.
T (2): (Now crying) I don't want that much, I can't eat that much.
N: Well do you want me to take some out?
T (2): *Sniff sniff* Yeah.
N: K (Takes out about half, tag it and give it too her)
T (1): Ok, I will take a big scoop full.
N: (scoops some up) Is that enough?
T (1): Yep.
N: Ok.
T (2): (Looking in the "cold case" between the salads and the sliced meat) Is that meatloaf cold?
N: Um, yeah it is in the cold case!
T (2): Oh, really? Ok. (exits)

Work...(trolls)

First, I am going to complain about the drivers in lincoln. We live in a city...if the speed limit is 40mph...please go at least 40. I am not asking you to speed, I don't speed b/c I am a cop magnet and see an average of 4 a day in about a total of an 8 mile drive. Just go the damn speed limit. And if you decide not to go the speed limit...stay in the damn right lane so those of us who do have places to go and people to see on a deadline...can drive in the left lane and speed limit. I am from a small town where if there is a slow "grandpa" driving on the road you can take a 1 block detour and be back on track or just go around them in the wrong lane...no biggy. However, you can't take just a 1 block detour in lincoln...it is an extra 10 minutes...and going into the other lane isn't real safe or easy either b/c of the median. So...it is simple...drive as though you are not the only one on the road.

Second, thanks to my loving parents...they thought it would be fun and "entertaining" for them to name me NOELLE. Now don't get me wrong, I have grown to love my name. I like that fact that it is pretty and original, not like a lot of other people's. Many people think of "The First Noel" song as soon as they see or hear my name. Then they usually break into song...and oh, let me tell you...it is always amazing...HA! I am used to hearing this song sang to me during the holidays or some snide comment referring to my name and x-mas. Not a big deal, after 21 years, I just giggle and move on. But today...one day before March...a guy comes in, I help him, then he must comment, "Oh, so you must be the girl that they named that song after huh?". Ok, first...it is almost MARCH. Second, I wasn't even a thought when that song was put together. Third, do you really think you are the first person to make some comment about my damn name...don't act so proud of your observation. If your name is BOB I don't say, "Oh, so you must be the guy they named that CAT after." I have been listening to the same thing for 21 years...please spare me if it is not holiday time...thank you.

Finally, a short troll encounter for my AFL.
T: Is that goulash?
N: Yep.
T: Is it spicy?
N: No.
T: Is that ragu(sp?) sauce on it?
N: Sure.
T: We will take $0.80 of mac and cheese.
N: Ok, it is $0.75 is that ok?
T: Yeah, I suppose that will do.
T: So, that is goulash?
N: YES!
T: And you said it isn't real spicy.
N: No, it is not spicy.
T: Well, I think it is going to be too spicy...Okay?
N: K, bye.
*thinking: how the hell can you tell it is too spicy by looking at it? And what makes you think that I give a flying F*ck if it is too spicy for you...I dont' want to sell you 23 and a half cents worth anyway...get the hell out.*

And for the song of the day...it is a Dixie Chicks song...not b/c I like them b/c I really don't, but this song was part of a big staged breakup that was put on youtube and then made it to TV stations. So here it is.

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting
I’m through with doubt
There’s nothing left for me to figure out
I’ve paid a price
And I’ll keep paying
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I know you said
Can’t you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they’d write me a letter
Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting

thoughts and observations (maybe offending to some)

This may be long and pointless...but deal with it, you never know, you may enjoy it.
1. This morning while at work, there was a larger gentlemen (5'10" pry 250ish) looking at our choices in the hotcase.
N: Hi, what can I get you?
Customer: Hmm, none of this fattening fried chicken on sale?
N: Nope, not today.
N: (thinking to myself) Hey fat ass, I am sure that your high cholesterol, high blood pressure, clogged arteries, and bones and thanking me for not adding more weight to your body. IT CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE. Why are you getting fried food? There are salads right there...think about it.
C: Guess I will take a pound and a half of gizzards.
N: (thinking) Don't blame me when you die of a heart attack in the next week.
N: Ok, here you go sir have a great day.

2. This one is for you AFL. So today the trolls came in (for you who don't know about them, I will soon be adding the background about the trolls so you can catch up).
T: Is that pot roast the same as always with no seasoning?
N: Yes, we use the same stuff every time we put it in the hot case, we don't change carriers.
T: Can we get about...oh...0.80 cents?
N: .80cents?
T: Yeah.
*Note: pot roast is $5 a pound so $0.80 is about 0.14 of a pound...if that, basically a mouthful.
N: Ok.
T: Oh, can we get that big chunk right there?
N: That will be more than 0.80 cents.
T: Well how much is it?
N: About $1.
T: Well, ok just go with 0.80 cents...but don't get too much of that greasy stuff.
N: It is the juice from the meat...not greasy stuff...I can't wring it all out for you.
T: Ok.
T: Can we get a spoon full of Mac and Cheese?
N: Ok, how much?
T: A spoon full, but mix it up b/c it looks to watery.
N: Ugh, ok.
N: *Gives them their stuff and runs the other way*

3. While driving home, there was a older blue pickup that some kid had tried to "fix up and hotrod". As he sat beside me at the stoplight, he reved his engine...virrum virrum. I look at him with the look that says...I am not impressed, can you keep it down? Your pickup doesn't even sound good and is giving me a headache. As the light turns green he "races" me off the line. I slowly increase my speed at a normal rate...doing nothing that I wouldn't do any other time. Once again, NOT IMPRESSED, all you are doing is burning up gas that is causing the green house effect to be worse. Way to help ruin the earth just b/c you think you are cool. The only way a car is going to impress me (as most know obviously from looking at my car) is if it is a corvette and not one from the '80's or 90's. Now THAT will impress me just b/c I love those cars and know that I would look hot driving one. But, to make the drive home even more interesting...there was another "hotrodder". This one was a baby blue, early '90's, datsan pickup. As he reved his engine it was obvious that there was a huge hole in the exhaust, and there was a knock in the engine...pry not good buddy...maybe you should lay off the "rodding". The paint was dirty and rusting and as I examined the pickup more...there were standard sized datsan tires on the front and big "farmer" tires on the back. What an idiot. I just sat there and laughed. Then when the light turned green, he zoomed ahead and started weaving in and out of traffic. For the 3rd time...NOT IMPRESSED, will enjoy having accident material to look at a few blocks ahead...thanks. Oh boys...cars aren't that cool unless you are going thru a mid-life crisis. Otherwise...save your money for something important like a college education...and your future family...which if there are more females out there like me...you won't be having if you keep that stupid pickup. Sorry if that offended anyone, but that is just how I feel.