To Whom it May Concern

Warning: This is a rant.

Yes, I know we've had a lot of snow (with another foot expected between now and Friday, egads!) and I know, walking your dog in the snow isn't exactly the easiest thing in the world (except for my dog - who loves the snow!)

But, I have to ask, what makes you so effing special that you don't have to clean up after your dog?????

I don't know who you are, but you know who you are and you are a slob. A lazy slob. There's no excuse for leaving dog poop everywhere. And if there is more than one of you lazy-ass dogwalkers out there, same goes for you. I clean up after my dog. I cleaned up after her in the midst of a blizzard. And yet, a week and half later, you still can't be bothered?

I hope someone leaves a flaming bag of dog poo on your doorstep and rings your doorbell. And I hope you're wearing slippers when that happens.

I will be in a better mood tomorrow. :)

Beyond Frustrating

If you've been reading this blog for any length of time, you know at least a little something about the ongoing saga of my website and why my (hopefully) soon to be ex-web guy drives me to drink. I seriously wonder how this guy can possibly still be in business. If he returns emails to everyone the way he returns mine (which is to say, he doesn't in anything remotely resembling a timely fashion), it defies all logic.

The saga began in mid-December, when my website was, once again, no longer accessible. It took me almost two weeks of emailing him to get that resolved. That's when I decided (since having to chase this fool down is SOP) I would rather have the headache of doing the website myself than the migraine of chasing this fool down.

And so it began, on January 2. It took me days to get a response each time I had to email him about something. I got the file transfer protocol thingie loaded on my machine - had a problem with it, emailed him about it. I never heard back, despite several emails. Finally, by sheer, dumb luck, I stumbled across the answer to the problem myself and fixed it. Still no word from web guy.

The last time I've heard from him was January 24. My most recent (and decidedly testier) email went out on February 6. Still no word. I've gotten a hosting account, the FTP, and everything else ready. All I need is him to give me the freakin' files.

Have I heard anything?

NO!!!!!

Okay, is it me? Am I being too demanding? Am I out of line in thinking that it should never take this much time and/or aggravation to get something that belongs to me in the first place? I know I'm not the most patient person in the world, but I think I've been pretty relaxed about this whole nightmare and now, I'm getting pissed off. Am I overreacting?

This is so beyond ridiculous that I can actually feel my blood pressure rise at the thought alone. Am I asking so much, that he not take two or three weeks to answer an email?

I can not wait for this to be over with and to tell this fool where he can go. I've had it. I'm sick of chasing him down and hounding him to get responses. If this is his idea of professionalism, it goes beyond sucking.

Okay, rant over. I feel better. And on a happier note, don't forget to check out the Valentine's Contest over at Editortera's Blog!