So the other day I came home late from playing bball. My hubby said he wanted to show me something he had recorded. So he started playing a recorded news clip. It was about Mormon missionaries that were fundraising for charities. It was a calendar of them in their clean white shirts, ties and name tags. THEN there were pictures of them shown shirtless, posing. Granted it wasn't women, so there's nothing 'dirty' about it I guess. As I'm watching this, I'm thinking, 'why in the heck did he record this for me?' The next thing I'm watching is the news anchor interviewing my old fellow employee. "OH MY GOSH," was all I could say. This is totally my friend James. Good guy, kinda weird as you can see. Heart is always in the right place, but sometimes I question his mind, lol. The calendar is meant to be non-sexual, but sex is what is selling the calendar, right?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HavwkKdWa-c

Now it's my turn to man the front desk at the corn maze. Luckily, this is not a regular thing for me. It's the night of our Fall Festival, which was kind of a tank due to bad weather. It's pretty slow here, which is nice because it was such a bad day. Right now I'm hanging out with our new Marketing Coordinator (naked James's replacement). I just learned he was a contestant for Mr. USU.

After a day like today, I'm stressed, tired and just want to go home. Overall on most days I really like my job. I think I'm fairly good at it, my boss might disagree some days :). I am very upfront and honest with what I feel, which is always hard in a job. I hate stepping on people's toes and offending people, but I'm not one to sugar coat things. Most who know me know that. I like my job and am grateful for the opportunities I have to be better at it.

Who is to judge?

For anyone who knows me, my car has a handicap license plate. My son is in a powerwheel chair. That being said, we park in the handicap spaces when available. Now I did say WE, when my son is with my husband or myself, we always park in the disabled spaces.

First of all, there are times when these spaces are not available. Most of the time can be understood, but when there are no spaces, at Walmart is where this most frequently happens, there is always 2 cars with people sitting in the drivers seat. Doing nothing, just occupying my legally, rightful space. And they never have the disabled license tags.

Other times, as I'm driving down the strips looking for an open space, an obese person gets out of the car. Obesity, to me, is not a handicap. I feel like they put themselves in that situation and to take away a parking space from my child, is a load of crap. They are nothing but lazy people to me and I have no sympathy for them. Doctors that give disabled license tags need to think twice about who they are writing these to.

And, when there are available spaces and I do get them, I almost always get a dirty look, until they see me unloading the wheelchair. Then for some reason, it's okay. But if I didn't get the wheelchair and walked into the store, who are they to judge? I very well could have a heart condition or a prosthesis for a leg. No one knows.

I find myself being judgemental more frequently that I would like to admit. I think as humans, we are prone to judgement. We are raised in a society that judges people by the clothes they wear, by the cars they drive. And I'll admit, I judge a mother by what the cleanliness of their child.

It's the facts, as ugly as they are.

Ok, so I'm not the greatest at this blog thing. I have great ideas to write about, but I'm not as elablorate as I would like to be. (Does that make me shallow?) Anyway, so my next topic to vent about is about tortillas. Yes, I know VERY miniscule, but frustrating to me. Cafe Sabor is one of my FAVORITE local restaurants. Actually, I think it's a Cache Valley favorite. The last few times I have been there, which has probably been 3-4 times in the last month, they have given me crappy tortillas. Like the kind I could buy at Walmart. Previous to the last few visits, they give homemade tortillas, right off the machine. They were so good, warm and soft..... These new ones they are giving out with the meals are crap! I don't know if this is a permanent downgrade or if the machine is temporarily broken. But for now, it seems I will have to pass on the Pollo Durango.