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Mar. 16th, 2009 08:42 amYay for asshole guards. The guy asked me "where I let my dog pee and shit" and told me to walk further down. I try to get Oliver away from the door as much as I can, but if he starts peeing (ALWAYS off to the side and with not a drop hitting the pavement, mind you), I'm not yanking him. Don't get stupid because he happened to do it this morning.
I hate that guard. He reminds me so much of my boss. Same complexion, same exact annoying, sing-song way of saying "hi", only this guy is MUCH more condescending. I will say this about my boss: He talks down to people, too, but his eyes are much kinder.
Stupid guard had better not say anything tomorrow, or we're going at it. He can't tell me what to do, not with that attitude. Give respect to get it. And the only time I have to see him is on my way out the door with Oliver, not even on the way back, so I don't care what he thinks.
And then over the weekend, I was walking Oliver past some buildings to see if Walgreens was open, and an older guy came out and just glared at us, and said "Don't be lettin' your dog shit all over here." I told him I always walk Oliver around the park to go before we get away from the garbage cans (because there are no more garbage cans in the area--just up on Graham Avenue and at the end of Boerum where the Jews live), and he started muttering something else. I just said "Yeah, whatever" and walked off. The guy wasn't all there, methinks.
The problem with owning a dog in my neighborhood is no one wants to pick up after their dog. There are a lot of larger breeds around--pits, mainly. They're owned by wannabe macho guys that won't bother cleaning up. If you can't do that, you don't deserve the dog, end of story.
... and someone must have sent a ridiculously large e-mail again, because Outlook's frozen. 9_9
Anyway, my day's started off badly because of the Dick in Dark Blue. According to the boss's calendar, he has three meetings today, so hopefully he'll stay out of my hair and the day will be quiet.
I hate that guard. He reminds me so much of my boss. Same complexion, same exact annoying, sing-song way of saying "hi", only this guy is MUCH more condescending. I will say this about my boss: He talks down to people, too, but his eyes are much kinder.
Stupid guard had better not say anything tomorrow, or we're going at it. He can't tell me what to do, not with that attitude. Give respect to get it. And the only time I have to see him is on my way out the door with Oliver, not even on the way back, so I don't care what he thinks.
And then over the weekend, I was walking Oliver past some buildings to see if Walgreens was open, and an older guy came out and just glared at us, and said "Don't be lettin' your dog shit all over here." I told him I always walk Oliver around the park to go before we get away from the garbage cans (because there are no more garbage cans in the area--just up on Graham Avenue and at the end of Boerum where the Jews live), and he started muttering something else. I just said "Yeah, whatever" and walked off. The guy wasn't all there, methinks.
The problem with owning a dog in my neighborhood is no one wants to pick up after their dog. There are a lot of larger breeds around--pits, mainly. They're owned by wannabe macho guys that won't bother cleaning up. If you can't do that, you don't deserve the dog, end of story.
... and someone must have sent a ridiculously large e-mail again, because Outlook's frozen. 9_9
Anyway, my day's started off badly because of the Dick in Dark Blue. According to the boss's calendar, he has three meetings today, so hopefully he'll stay out of my hair and the day will be quiet.