OK. So this is the third day I'm flat on my back with this damned flu. You've heard about it, read about it, and, in all probability, know someone who's got it. My gripe? Those holier-than-thou co-workers who come to work with the bug.

Who do you think you are, spreading your nasty germs and making the rest of us sick? Do you really think someone, anyone, is going to praise you for coming in? You think you're a real trouper, don't you? Well sicko, I've got some bad news.  read more »

Need I say more??

I've worked at a huge corporate entity for the past 15 years. I have no college education, and yet was one of the lucky ones, moving my way up with my inherent technical and analytical skills.

Of course I have the typical gripes about politics, idiot micro-managers, and a depressing corporate environment in general. But my gripe today is more about the stupidity which is abundant amongst the peons.  read more »

In my ongoing search for the perfect Clean Team, I hired a housecleaning service that, at first glance, seemed to be a family owned business. Turns out it's really another franchise, not that the franchise part turned me off . . . at first.

I wanted help with cleaning just the bathrooms and mopping the floors, and I wanted it the very next day. The owner told me she would call some of her 'gals' and give me a call back. She did have someone in my neck of the woods who could do the job the next day. I was floored!  read more »

Years ago, when I lived in a small, 2-bedroom apartment, I employed a local cleaning service to tidy up the place on a weekly basis. There were typically 2 to 3 girls that came, and they did a wonderful job.

Today I live in an 1800 sq. ft home with my husband. Not a huge house, but quite a bit larger than that apartment was. Now my concerns with getting the job done include making sure that no harsh chemicals are used, as our family now includes several pets that could be harmed by the fumes.  read more »

You hit a milestone penis spammers! I just finished opening, blacklisting, and finally trashing penis enlargement email #25. In one day, you managed to bombard me 25 times with your dirty little annoyances. I filtered you little bastards, but you came back with gusto, utilizing brilliant little techniques to attempt to fool me. Penis spelled Pen!s. Now that's a clever one. Like I can't filter that too.  read more »