Cranky Comes In All Sizes

How cute is this cranky little face?

What's Next???

So, it’s not enough that we have cell phones, blackberries, instant messaging and social networking sites to keep us up to date, dialed in, online and available all hours of the day and night. (Heck, I finally caved this week after peer pressure from CrankyFashionChick and CrankyCheeseCurlChick and signed up for Facebook. Now I’m working on mastering improving my LOST and The Office trivia scores.) But can someone explain to me the need for an electronic business card with a glamour shot on it??? I’m not kidding – oh how I wish I were.

A colleague (and that is using the term really loosely) forwarded an email describing her new job and concluded the email with her new contact information in one of those electronic business cards, containing her picture. And not the kind of picture that is on your realtor’s business card – you know a tasteful headshot – but the kind of picture where she’s posing with her head cocked back and her hair BLOWING. Okay, maybe the hair motion is due to the fact that she’s tossing her head over her shoulder with a big smile on her face, but the point remains that HAIR MOVEMENT is unnecessary on an electronic business card. What’s next? This woman is a professional – why is she doing this?

God, I hope this doesn’t catch on! The last thing I want to have to do is send my picture to people I only have electronic communication with in a freaking email.

I wish I could paste in the business card with her photo – but I’m not that brave (I happen to like my job thank you very much) and she happens to be a very nice woman just one with a dumb photo and questionable taste.

Note – CrankyFashionChick insists that the picture is not a glamour shot but a pic from a fancy dress party or her prom. :)

Rant over, happy Friday!

Sucks to be YOU

I’m driving in to work this morning, just tooling along minding my own business. I’m not talking on my cell phone, filing my nails or even rummaging for a different CD in the backseat – not that I ever do those things while driving. As I approach one of DC’s famous circles I notice all the orange construction signs, YES they are doing ROAD WORK at 8:45 am! You read me right ROAD WORK DURING RUSH HOUR.

Thankfully it only affected the poor fools going the other direction. That attitude is not very nice, I know, but that’s the way it goes when you’re zooming (well not me at 8:45 am, more like a steady pace of 15 mph) down the road – you play the “Sucks to be YOU” game in honor of all the suckers just sitting there.

Anyway after not bitching about all the traffic headaches from the Pope’s visit last week, not that I wasn’t cranky - I just didn’t have time, I thought I would share this morning’s joy. I can’t wait to see what my trip home will bring.

I’m not the only one who gets this stuff, right???

I’m talking about spam. We all get it – some of us more than others. The fearless leader of the 3CrankyChicks gets close to 3,000 pieces of spam a day – and this CrankyChick has waded through it to pull out the poor messages that fell through the cracks and lived to tell about it. But seriously, have you ever considered opening an email that begins with the subject line “Your Mom Naked” and “THE BIGGEST BUTT?” Seriously, I cannot think of ONE PERSON who wants to have the biggest ass and to see their own Mom naked. Yuck-o.

I feel like I’m fairly tolerant of most spam. I recognize that there are people who are dumb enough to buy discount medications, watches and ways to get a longer member online. Not to mention the perverts who want to see Britney Spears and Paris Hilton doing things I don’t like to think about at 9:00 AM while I’m de-spamming my email. But even these morons don’t want to see their moms naked!

Please, if spammers of the world are reading this (and YES I know they aren’t) please stop sending the ones NO ONE will ever open. Most of us haven’t even had our second cup of the day!!!