Lolita's Litanies...

Death's Finality...Life's Fragility...

2012-02-14T22:59:00.004-05:00

Death always forces one to recognize the fragility of life...especially when it is unexpected and abrupt.

On Saturday, February 11, 2012...Whitney Houston died!

They say she was 48, she was found under water in the bathtub at the Beverly Hilton Hotel...cause of death, as at this time, still unknown.

When I heard the news...well, my sister informed me while I was catching reruns of RHWOBH at her place...Let me paint the picture-> her phone beeped, indicating a text message, she read it and gasped out loud. Then with her mouth still agape she looks at me and at that very moment my pulse increased exponentially...I looked at her saying, WHAT!!! Then she says, "Whitney Houston is dead." Now, friends, I have warned my sister never to give me news like that, by like that, I mean her conveyance and delivery of bad/sad news because she's my sister and I immediately start thinking the message is closer to home.

Well, after I breathed a sigh of relief(you can't blame me), I asked the what, where, when and how, but of course there were no answers...or were there?!

Whitney, a woman who possessed a gift that could only have been bestowed on her from God, had a protracted addiction and I'm sure 'tis what did her in.

She has become a cautionary tale!

The weird thing is when you listen to her music, the words are so inspirational, strong and filled with hope; one has to wonder if she ever listened to her own music or is the fact that she was not a songwriter, did not write any of her songs, a case for the contrary behaviour?

This is the reason I'm more angry than sad!!

Nonetheless, may her soul rest in perfect peace and my condolences to her family.

Home Alone...

2011-09-30T22:03:00.006-04:00

Lately, I've been huddled up at home, always in front of my computer, searching, reading, watching...I look up sometimes and out of my window to see the world, everyone, going about their business and I wonder, what the fuck am I doing here? Why in the hell am I not out, breathing the air, doing things, going places and then it hits me...Lols, you're single! But then I say so fucking what, I'm single, being single is fun. I can go where I want, do what I want, whenever I want and I don't need to check in with anyone.

But who am I kidding, huh? I do want to check in with someone, I do want to go places with someone, I do want to do things with someone but whenever did it get so difficult to find that someone? I'll tell you when...

Today, I went out, I'm single, I can go where I want, whenever I want..bla, bla, bla...so I went to the local pizzeria, lovely spot, pizza to die for...It was such a beautiful day, windy but beautiful nonetheless.

The plan was to hangout on the patio, eat a nice pie and read an interesting book, "Why Beautiful People Have More Daughters". I ate up my pizza, the wind was coming on strong, so I put down my book, just as my phone rang.

I answered the call and it was my friend on the other end, we chatted, while talking to him, this older gentleman walked onto the patio and waved. When I concluded my call, he asked me where I was from, I asked him why, and he said because I sound like I'm from Africa. I told him, and he proceeded to chat me up, I invited him to join me because it looked ridiculous talking to him as he was three tables away. And while he went on and on about how great a companion he would be to me, and how gorgeous I am, all I could think of was, is this guy for real and how the hell do I attract people I'm not attracted too?

He was cool, he picked up my tab, he really didn't have to, it is, after-all, a recession. I kept looking at him while he yapped, trying to find something remotely attractive to me...while he talked, tears ran down his cheek from his left eye, maybe an overactive tear duct, who knows. Oh, and did I mention, he talked with his mouth full, and of course here's food flying out of his mouth every chance it got!

Oh, yes! That's when it got difficult to find that someone...There is a never-ending supply of Mr. Not-so-Attractive-to-me. Every time I go out, I meet someone but he is never that someone. So that's why, lately, I've been huddled up at home, always in front of my computer, searching, reading, watching...

Online Dating...The Persian

2011-09-11T21:29:00.003-04:00

Hmmm, the Persian...I liked him...

..even though he lied about his age and his name. I understand people using aliases on dating sites but when you take the next step to meet with someone, I feel as a rule of etiquette, the basics should be revealed. Basics like, hey Lols, I know on the site it states that I am 42 years old but I'm actually 53...I know it says my name is John but my real name is ...

I shouldn't have to catch you answering your phone with a completely different name and when I ask, then and only then do you tell me John isn't your real name.

Anyway, the Persian...I liked him, he was cute, sue me...He definitely looked older with a little bit of a potbelly, attributes that were not visible from his photos but I liked him. There was something about him. He had a great sense of humour, I never laughed so much.

We started off meeting at the local cafe; we had such a great time there, we didn't want it to end, we headed off to see a movie and had dinner. We spent the whole day together. At the end of the day, I couldn't get past the silly little lies; I kept thinking if he could lie about the little things what big things could he be keeping from me. After my second date with him, which was just as great as our first meeting, I knew I would not be seeing him again. I still think about him every now and then but I know it would not have worked because the foundation was mush!

Stick a fork in me....I'm done!

Girls that like girls...

2011-08-28T19:26:00.003-04:00

Okay, don't get excited...this is not a post to satisfy your fantasies - boys, so look away if that is what you are expecting.

I wondered why it is so difficult for women to get along with other women. I mean, men have their,

bros before hoes mantra

men can hang with their boys and absolutely love it but why do women always have drama?

I fell in love with Sex and the City and for a while Girlfriends was a fun show to watch...these shows proved that women can be best friends for real but unfortunately, it is not the case in real life.

Being a woman of a certain age and single, I've wanted to get a set of female friends together so we can hang out and share common interests.

The first frenemy, found a way to end our friendship over a trip because she was selfish and thought I wouldn't pay my end; she ended up looking foolish cause she did not have anyone to hang with and all my friends were there.

The second faux friend, who literally cried in my ear everyday about how much she wanted to get married, took off with the first guy that showed her the tiniest bit of attention...can't wait to hear how that story ends.

And now, this third back-stabber takes the cake. She just got off a bad break-up, which incidentally, I did too. However, she was taking hers really hard...I'm there to call him all the names in the book and help her understand that he was not the one. She loves to go out every night, I would say I'm somewhat conservative but I love a good time. She invites me out, maybe for lunch or we go get our nails done then she wants to hit the next night spot. Mind you, I'm looking crazy as fuck, while she is appropriately dressed and she says let's go. I go, because I believe the outing might cheer her up. She believes she is an experienced party girl and I am a beginner. Too funny...

Every time we've gone out, she thinks she looks better, because she is much smaller than me, plus I don't try...I told you guys, I am self-actualized, self assured!

Fast forward to a couple of days ago, I wanted some peach cobbler from some cafe we had visited once before when I looked and felt like a stuffed turkey but that's a whole 'nother story. I told her I had a hankering for it and she was up for it.

This time, I got dressed, put on some make up, no stuffed turkey tonight, biatch and off we went. She has a specific type of guy she likes, I didn't realize that this one guy (her spec) had been scoping me out all night, however, this other guy had been glued to me the entire time. When her spec couldn't take it any longer, he walks over to us and asks for my number, I ignore him because clearly I was sitting with a gentleman who just bought us drinks and that would have been rude. So he gives her his number, I guess she thought it was meant for her, she asks him if he wants her to call him but he says, no, I want you to give her my number so she can call me.

She went bananas, yelling at me, saying don't you ever, I am not your servant...bla bla bla, don't you have your phone, it was crazy, then she proceeded to give him my number.

It was the oddest thing! I had no intention of giving out my number to anyone, it was an evening out to eat, laugh out loud, flirt a little but go home without any attachments.

For someone who is always on about being a wingman, that was a poor showing on her part. Oh, well another one bites the dust!

Online Dating...The Crypt Keeper

2011-08-22T03:01:00.005-04:00

I know it sounds awful but this dude ...

Well, let me start from the very beginning...I want you to know that I am an equal opportunity dater...what do you mean, dear Lols, you say? Well, I mean I do not discriminate. I don't care about Race, creed, age whatever!! I'm all about your brain and how much mental stimulation I get from being around you.

So this dude was the next guy to chat me up online, almost at the same time as the Chef; his profile read like an ad, so I googled him. I found some other website he had previously been on with the same photos from four years back. I asked him about that and his explanation seemed somewhat logical so I kept communicating with him. We decided to take the conversation from the computer to the phone and every time we spoke, he sounded very professional, that should have been my second clue. My first clue should have been his age but I just told you, I'm an equal opportunity dater.

He finally got the courage to ask for a meet; I accepted and we planned to meet at a local coffee shop. Let me tell you that this guy was always very polite, always very respectful, I was really taking a liking to him and could not wait to meet him.

On the day we were to meet, I had a date with the Chef too, one of the dates that he cancelled on, I was actually cool with him cancelling cause I wondered how I could blow-off TCK if I ended up having a really good time with the Chef but thanks to his royal flakiness, I didn't have to.

So time to meet up, I got there and he looked much older than his photos but not too too bad to where he needed a good telling off. We sat down at a table for two and that's where it all came crashing down...cue the jeopardy countdown music, crickets, any thing that conjures up awkward silent moments; I tell you, I believe I did that nodding-off-quick-wake-up thing many times...It was an epic disaster.

I looked at my bare wrist and wished I had a watch sitting on it, so I could say, oh look, is that the time, I really need to get going? In the end, I couldn't take the boredom anymore, after twenty minutes of talking about how I loved treesI really am fascinated by them but this guy was not giving me anything to work with, I told him I had some work to finish up and needed to leave.

He walked me to my car, I stretched out my hand for a shake, he ignored and hugged me, that was uber weird; I said good night and took off to the land of the living.

Strike two!

Big Banks Behaving Badly...

2011-07-12T08:23:00.007-04:00

A few days ago, I came across an article about a young man, Ikenna Njoku of Auburn, Washington who was arrested and thrown in jail for trying to cash a Chase check.

He had formerly held a Chase account so when his rebate check was directly deposited into his closed Chase account, Chase deducted their overdraft fees, a whopping $600, then cut him a check containing the balance and mailed it to him.

When he received it, Ikenna Njoku took the Chase check to a Chase bank to cash it but when he got there, the teller scrutinized the check and questioned its validity. Ikenna Njoku explained that the money was proceeds from a first-time homebuyer rebate program on his tax returns. The teller took so long processing the check, Ikenna left, he stated that by the time he got back the bank was shut but when he contacted customer service he was asked to go back the next morning.

Poor Ikenna Njoku, returned to the bank the next morning only to be handcuffed and carted away to jail under suspicion of trying to cash a fraudulent check. When Chase realized they had made a mistake, all they did was call and leave a message for the detective handling the case.

Ikenna Njoku spent four days in jail, his vehicle impounded and ultimately auctioned off which led to him losing his job.

As I read the article, two things incensed me the most: 1) the attitude of the teller 2) the nonchalant and callous way that Chase handled their error by letting this poor boy stay in jail.

The teller had no right to treat Ikenna Njoku that way! There are so many ways she could have handled the transaction without embarrassing and harassing him.

As for Chase, when they realized it was their mistake, Ikenna Njoku should not have spent an extra minute in jail. This useless bank has not compensated him for the humiliation, loss of property and loss of job.

A few posts back, I talked about how useless the customer service was at Washington Mutual/WaMu, incidentally, Chase merged with this bank, SHOCKER!! Talk about like attracting like!! One bad bank merging with an equally bad bank makes an even bigger ginormously inefficient and incompetent bank!!

Can you tell I'm utterly disgusted!?!

Weapons permit...

2011-07-10T17:37:00.004-04:00

Yes, I shall soon be a card carrying member of the NRA...

I recently applied for my weapons permit, I had been toying around with the idea for a while now and then went ahead and did it. I was informed that it could take up to three months before I receive it, that's a serious background check, if you ask me...

I had to go to the court house to fill out an application and pay some fees, then off I went to the Police station to get my finger-prints taken...fun!!

So where is my buddy Fred, I need help deciding on what piece to get...

Online Dating...The Chef

2011-07-10T15:50:00.009-04:00

So...as usual, I get caught up and life takes over...

Okay, The Chef. This guy runs a popular restaurant in the Roswell area, am I giving away too much? Hmm...It was exciting because he was the first hit I got, very cute, a little short but cute. It was too good to be true. He was very forthcoming with information. Immediately, asked me for my phone number, wanted to meet...I gave some excuse cause I wanted to do my little background checkwhich he checked out okay, you know, the usual google search, facebook, the works! He called again, and this time I agreed to meet with him at a little coffee shop.

The day of the meet-up, I was running a few minutes late, I called him to let him know and he almost sounded like he had forgotten ~ awkward moment#1. He then proceeded to tell me that he would meet me in about twenty minutes but didn't arrive until thirty minutes later, in his Chef's uniform no less ~ awkward moment#2.

He looked really cute in person and he was obviously smittenor should I say turned on because he did not take his eyes of me the whole evening and said he wished we had met at a better restaurant. We talked and talked and had a genuinely great evening, we decided to take the conversation to a close-by lounge. When we got there, he talked about how he knew that this relationship was going to be a good one and last ~ awkward moment#3.

After laughing and talking some more, I told him I had a lovely evening but needed to head back homeI rode with him to the lounge, I know, risky move but I have pretty decent instincts for gauging predators...we then drove to my car, while driving there he asked me to his house the next day for a movie night ~ earlier we had established we both love movies ~ and then the following weekend we would get all dressed up for a proper dinner date. I accepted, go figure!

When we got back to my car, he asked if he could kiss me, I obliged...it was a very hungry kiss and I immediately got extra suspicious about his true intentions.

Well, the next day rolled around, the day before the movie night, and he sent me a text message to postpone the date due to working late, I responded saying it was okay but we could just cancel altogether and just meet up on our official date night. He immediately calls me and begs not to cancel then he tells me that he is driving past my house and wonders if he could stop by...okay this was extra weird but strangely, I allowed ithe's cute, sue me! Well, he came over and this I was not expectingokay maybe I was, he grabs me and is all kissy kissy so I tell him to stop, he does and then I tell him, I'm in the middle of getting some work done and I'll see him on our movie night date.

On this new day of the date, he sends me another text message asking for a rain-check because he has to go bail a friend out from jail...RED FLAGS!!!

Here is the conversation thread:

The Chef: Hey I'm going to have to cancel tonight. Pls don't be upset.

The Chef: I have a friend who needs my help, he got arrested. I might have to bail him out

The Chef: I will call u later

Lols: That's fine.

The Chef: Thx for understanding

After adding up the entire short experience with this joker, I decide, I don't want to deal with this guys erratic behaviour so I send him this message..

Lols: Hi, please call me when you get a moment

The Chef: What's up are you ok?

Lols: I'm alright, I just wanted to talk to you about a few things.

The Chef: One of those conversation huh ;) well I will go ahead and just say let's end this now. I'm not interested in being in a serious relationship with you rt now.

The Chef: I'm sorry to say it like that but maybe its just better if we move on

The Chef: Sorry :(

Lols: No need to apologize, if that's how you truly feel.

The Chef: Your very sweet and beautiful, but I'm just not ready for you rt now. Good luck in ur search...

Lols: Good luck to you too...

Yes..it's going to be a fun experience this online dating...

The British Accent...

2011-07-10T13:50:00.005-04:00

As I type this up, I'm cracking up at how absurd this is going to sound but it is oh so true. I'm a Nigerian-American (yes! that is an actual ethnic group these days) with a slight British accent. I say slight because I get told that I have a British accent often, even when I'm not conscious about it. It's weird because when I first meet a person, I make sure I speak in a manner that they can understand however it comes out sounding British; a lot of times the conversation transitions, that is when I first meet a person, I sound British but as time goes on, especially when we are comfortable, they get the full Nigerian treatment with slang, pidgin, exclamations the whole works. I have visited the UK several times but never lived there for longer than a few weeks...my parents schooled in England but they do not have British accents, so I'm not sure how it is that I speak with a British accent, oh wait, it must have been my English teacher in Secondary school, she loved me, because I was a little mini-her, I copied everything she did, from the way she walked to the way she talked, I miss you Mrs. B.

Okay, so here's where it get's absurd - People believe I am extremely smart because of the accent. What! Shocking!! No, I tell you the truth…but this is not to say I am not intelligent because I am but it is an automatic assertion the minute I speak. One day, my sister and in-laws were bantering about my different accents; my sister calls my British accent, business mode, my brother-in-law always kids, you've just got in, yeah, whenever I subconsciously drop in a sentence all British-like. I joked about how people straighten up whenever they hear me speak; they take notice, pay attention almost trance-like, not wanting to miss any nuggets of wisdom. However, if I were to respond with a strictly Nigerian accent, they would immediately switch off and the response would be, what you say, now? We had a good laugh but I decided I would perform a quick experiment to prove my theory.

One day, my sister and I were out and I decided I was hungry and wanted to get a quick snack, we pulled up to a restaurant and I ordered like a regular American, which was all good but when we got to the window, I had additional questions, then I said, yes, that is the one that I want but with every word pronounced fully, just like the British do but with a Nigerian spin…you know ~ dat is de wan dat I want ~ my sister says this was not a fair experiment because the guy was not expecting the transformation when he responded with huh, whatyasanow. But I say it was very fair because I repeated the same sentence but this time with a British accent and he got it and it almost looked like he responded with a bowing of his head and curtsy.

They say don’t judge a book by its cover but I think that’s easier said than done. I believe the vast majority of people in the world trust perception over reality; you know, like all British are proper and smart, all Asians are intelligent and good at science, all Nigerians are crooks, all especially the latter being furthest from the truth. In today’s world nobody has the time to get to know anything or anybody, this is the “Now” generation so knowing that, one should always put their best face forward.

Anyway, I’m off to watch some telly and drink some tea with crumpets…cheerio!

Online Dating....

2011-03-12T22:46:00.004-05:00

So, as a woman of a certain age, still single with no kids, well, let's just say the options are limited. I don't really have the luxury of time, or so I thought, really don't want to spend months dating Mr. wrong. I guess you can call it picky but so what, I'd rather be picky than spend the rest of my life sorry! I keep telling myself.

Now, being picky comes with its pitfalls so I was advised to check out the online dating scene. It is quick and straight to the point, I was told. Hmm! I wondered, yes, that sounds like a great idea, I told myself.

I decided to sign up, and as much as I can, I will chronicle the many escapades because, OMG, it has been funny!

You see, when I started blogging, I did it as an outlet, to release pent up angst, amongst other things and so I have gone months and sometimes even skipped a whole year without writing maybe I haven't been angry enough...well, now, I have something to write about.

I signed up for online dating after a terrible break up with a terrible man. I had had enough...I figured, with online dating, preliminary questions would already be answered; everything laid out for one to pick and choose. I went into it, all serious like but by the third meet up, I realized that this exercise is more for comic relief than anything else. And I may be putting way too much pressure on myself. So, now, I'm just going to have fun! The characters I come across on the dating website have mused me back in to chronicling.

Let the laughter begin!!

Kanye West...

2010-09-13T02:16:00.004-04:00

I wonder why people tend to be so cruel and opinionated when it comes to Kanye and his antics, I mean, even the President.

Kanye has a beautiful mind, he is extremely talented and I really think he does not get enough credit. So he jumped on stage and interrupted someone's speech...as far as I am concerned, he increased that little girl's popularity from that one stunt.

Leave Kanye alone...I personally love him and will continue to buy his music...

He rocked the VMAs!!!

Nneka!

2010-02-08T00:15:00.003-05:00

The Terrell Owens Show

2009-07-31T12:45:00.003-04:00

Okay, so I have always adored T.O., even with all the craziness that is always being said about him!

He is such a fine specimen of man :)

I love his show because, at least, so far, it is a great example of how the media can distort, contort, abort....the truth, perceptions, reality!!

Bad press vs. good press!

I'll keep watching!

Real Housewives of Atlanta

2009-07-31T12:32:00.004-04:00

So I caught the latest episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta on youtube...I was so disgusted at the so called "Party Planner's" behaviour!! What a retard!!

He has managed to make Sheree a more likeable character, screaming and carrying on like that. He had the nerve to say that he was a Top Level Executive, **eye rolling**, What a fucking retard!!

He has sealed his fate, if he ever thought behaviour like that was acceptable in the business world, I feel sorry for him. He is so done!!

Speaking about feeling sorry...Kim looks like she is going to have it tough this season, cause it looks like the sisters are trying to come together on a united front. Of course, she went a little overboard with the cancer story when she didn't have cancer and I think that has caused some questioning of her integrity. Nonetheless, there is no point ganging up on her about stuff that they all said about one another, when half the time, they were pissed at each other.

Love Dwight!

Are those real Dolce and Gabana's

2009-07-17T01:16:00.004-04:00

So this Big Bird Looking Gay guy, says to me, "are those Real Dolce and Gabana's, or knock-offs?"

He obviously does not read my blog!

Why did you have to go Michael...

2009-06-26T01:08:00.002-04:00

I cannot believe you are gone!

Gadar...

2009-06-23T12:24:00.005-04:00

So I sit next to this Big Bird-looking gay guy - Big Bird-looking, well, cause he is big and looks like Big Bird from sesame street, actually a cross between Big Bird and snuppleopowhatshisface; and gay because...well, you do the math!

My new manager works out of a different office so he makes trips to mine to check on his team. Every time he comes by, he starts out by saying "Hi, Big Bird-looking gay guy," and Big Bird-looking gay guy giddily chirps back, "hi." Ugh!

Now, my manager is this cool, calm dude, and I'm pretty good at picking up on who is gay and who isn't and I would never have pegged him for gay. I also never see him go out of his way to salute other people who are not on his team and Big Bird-looking gay guy isn't, so when he does that, and it is the way he does it, I start wondering, why does he do that? Could he be gay? Can't he see that Big Bird-looking gay guy is flamboyantly gay?

So get this, yesterday, Big Bird-looking gay guy, pops up from his nest and peeking into my cubicle says, oh and loudly too, because he is not only big, he is so freaking loud, "so your manager, oooh, he is sooo cute, I wonder what his story is, is he single, is he seeing anyone, bla bla bla bla bla bla bla......!"

So now I'm wondering if this confirms my suspicions because gay would know gay, right?

Also, the nerve of Big Bird-looking gay guy..we are not cool like that, this is not the girlfriend alliance and we are not about to start swapping stories of our male fantasies and shit!

I'll thank you to put a sock in it!

Friends...

2009-06-21T13:17:00.005-04:00

Who is a friend? What does that word mean? Nothing!

This is one word that needs to be stripped from the dictionary or better yet, if there is a downgrade meter, this word should be downgraded from the high value that has been unduly placed on it!

I keep getting into these weird situations with people I, at some point, considered friends and it is always quite revealing how hypocritical these people are.

This guy has been my friend for years now, in fact, he introduced me to my first love. They were or are, I don't know nor care, best friends. Now, so very many years later, I do not communicate with my first love anymore, come to think of it, OMG, it is all clearer now...I do not communicate with my first love because of this cad!!

This nini and I had stayed friends and about a year ago, he starts talking about an imaginary relationship that he and I have...now, it all seemed like fun and games and I would just laugh it off. But this idiot would keep going. It became quite awkward conversing with him because he would make comments about me being his wife and the reason he broke up with his girlfriend, who happens to be a close friend too, was me..WHAT!!

So a few days ago, we were chatting on-line and he sends me a lewd photo. I had already told him that I did not want to see anything nasty or download any virus when he kept insisting on me accepting the file, so when I saw it's contents I hit the roof and told him I did not appreciate the junk. And so it began, he starts rendering numerous stories to me about me, from years and years back, like some stalker shit!

And I said, OMG!! That's craaazzzzyyy!! You go and talk to people about me? You fantasize about me, no wonder you keep asking me to turn on my web cam?

You know what, now that I think of it, I must have had one very long slow moment with this dude because it is all so much clearer now, the comments, his eagerness to do things, offering to buy things etc. I thought he was just joking, he was one of those court's jester type fellows!

I'm the sort of person who sets expectations about everything from jump. You know where you stand with me from day one, do not expect anything different. This guy was always going to be a guy who is just a friend, you know, like a girlfriend! I should have listened to my Mother, there is no such thing as a platonic relationship; someone always wants something the other doesn't!

A person becomes my friend, I accept them as they are and never question the dynamics of our relationship..why do I fucking do that???

Well, no more! I'm taking off my rose-tinted glasses, my blinders are off, I can see you coming from a mile away, get back Jack!

I mean, this joker got downright nasty, I am just happy there is a whole ocean between us because I don't know what he would have done if he was in my vicinity!!

What a fucking moron!

Glass Ceiling...

2009-06-20T10:32:00.003-04:00

When I started this new position, right around the time I stopped blogging, oh, by the way, I started a radio blog, it got a little spooky so I'm on hiatus from that now, but I digress....

When I started this new position, I had such big hopes and expectations, I knew it was the right move for me because I was already volunteering my time for something similar and I was completely, still am, passionate about it. It was a growing company and they touted quick advancements and promotions from within. I accepted the position on a much lower pay than others because they said everyone started at the same amount. I did not argue because I knew that I would move up quickly since I was offered the position on the spot, the day of my interview..they saw my potential, silly me.

I have applied and applied and applied but never been offered a position. They ask me to write essays as to what makes a good manager. I write the essay, with my ideas and months later, they implement my ideas but no credit comes my way. So many sneaky things start happening, leaving my name off distribution lists etc. Strange behaviours!

It is so crazy because I enjoy the work that I do and the camaraderie with my colleagues but this is nuts! One of my co-workers, wondered out loud one day, "Lolita, you've been here a while now, you are smart, a lot of people come to you with questions, I don't see why you have not been made manager." Then another chimed in, "Lolita is very smart and that intimidates people in the position of power, they see her energy and feel she may be gunning for their spots."

See, that's bananas!!

This company has grown in leaps and bounds since I joined and positions have been created and created, enough to go around.

The funny thing is, I have spoken to a number of my friends and they echo the same sentiment...they may be threatened by your brilliant shine!!!

So, blogville what is your take on this?

Do you agree that the reasoning behind my apparent glass ceiling, if I can even call it that, is because these people are threatened by my beautiful mind?

Give me some HOPE and a side of CHANGE...

2009-06-19T11:53:00.009-04:00

With the onset of an all out recession, a new President and a country with people experiencing the worst time of their lives, there is still HOPE.

I wonder if, for the past year, this word...Hope, has probably been the most used word. Last year, and the year before, the pinch of the economic crisis was just being felt, President Bush, bless his heart, tried what he could with the Hope for Homeowners program, which, according to some hilarious article I read, has a grand total of...wait for it..drum roll please... "1" loan being refinanced into that program.

President Obama introduced the Stability Act, which introduced the Making Home Affordable program and wooahh, did that blow everyone’s minds! The crazy thing about this is he took a program that was already in effect for Fannie and Freddie, added a few extra layers and presented it in a shiny new package with a pretty bow on top! Well, would you look at that!!

Now, the servicers, should have no excuses, right? Wrong!!!!

These charlatans put these homeowners through a ridiculous amount of stress on a program that is so simple to institute a baby could do it. The homeowners are also not entirely blameless, oh no, they too have come up with new ways to try to get "the Obama program" whether they are in a state of distress or not! Now a different colour of greed shows it's ugly head..everyone is tying up phone lines, clogging up fax lines without doing the research, educating themselves on the program and whether or not they are eligible to participate.

I will update more on moronic stories I deal with on the servicer front as well as the borrower side......

OMG!!!! She's baaaaaack!

2009-06-19T10:45:00.005-04:00

Yes, Lolita is back, I have been away for so very long, what with the Advent of Facebook and a job!! Yes!! A job!!

Real Estate has been slow, you would have to be living under a rock if you are not aware of what is going on in this country! Noooo, I have not quit, I am still an Agent but I have taken up a profession that caters to the general public suffering from the epidemic. So I have not strayed too far from my passion, actually, I have not strayed at all!

Nonetheless, it is great to be back and hopefully I'll have some good stories to share about my day-to-day!

So if you missed me, come back, cause I missed you too...Cheers!

Friends?

2007-09-26T09:55:00.000-04:00

Wow!

You think you know people and it turns out that you don't know them at all! I have this friend that I have known for aeons, someone I thought I knew and would never do anything to harm me but boy was I wrong.

This blog has been quite cathartic for me, in that, I come here to vent when irritated and/or pissed off.

About this friend, is there not an unspoken rule between friends that information shared should be held at the highest level of confidence, no matter how trivial?! I know about this rule but evidently my friend doesn't!

I shared something very personal with her and she betrayed me.

The content of the information is not life-threatening or earth-shattering but it is the principle, especially when I specifically told this woman not to share with anyone else.

How could she?

I have spent the past few nights wondering about my relationship with her and thinking if she means to hurt me or if she is just clueless; but I am leaning more towards a subconscious hatred, jealousy, envy...I could go on, that she may not even be aware of. With this recent happening, I have searched through my memory bank and recognized various many instances that she has inflicted damage and I never thought anything of it, oh! silly me! Well better late than never! I know now and it stops here!

Too bad, another one bites the dust! Lesson learned!

Fetish...

2007-08-14T08:49:00.000-04:00

So I am crazy about accessories, shoes, bags, belts, hats, SUNGLASSES!!!

A few posts back, I said some not so nice things about Prada, I still think it's crazy to pay so much for her Nylon line but oh my goodness, did she just make me eat my words! She must have heard me or something because her new collection of bags, and some shoes are delicious!

I love, love, love them, now to find the money to buy, buy, buy some! I also absolutely adore her Miu miu line (actually, kinda prefer it).

Hi, my name is Lolita and I am a Prada addict!

I am.

2007-07-29T05:41:00.000-04:00

It's a beautiful thing when a person knows and understands oneself to a point where one is happy about whom they are, who they have become.

A series of events happened last year and probably still happening that pushed me to the point of self-actualization...huh! Yep!!!

I know me and I am happy; I have a profound understanding about myself, I am peace, at peace, peaceful. It is amazing because a few years ago, I would not have been saying any of this.

The world is funny, people or things you thought were great become ordinary, mundane and people or things you thought were ordinary become…well....not so ordinary, mundane.

I think I had reached this point years back after reading a book by the Dalai Lama but I wouldn’t allow myself to be that person because I had too much, I thought, to deal with. I probably have more to deal with now but the difference is I know I can handle it but if it does not get handled…no shaking! It's like the Serenity Prayer, knowing it, understanding it but not ever needing to recite it because it is now inherent.

I don’t dwell!

I just am.LIG!

Karmic injustice....

2007-07-18T10:48:00.001-04:00

Okay, so three posts ago, I talked about my profound dislike for knock-offs!

I had a dear friend visiting from another country, I know she meant well but she so missed the plot on this one; she also forewarned me, she said, " I got you something.... I hope you like it....and if you don't... you better brush up on your acting skills before I come" oh, but she knows me so well, obviously not well enough to know that I detest freaking knock-offs.

She brought me the very knock-off I cannot stand, you know it, the LV monogram that everbody and their mama carries, first off I am not a huge fan of the original monogram and the fact that there are so many "replicas" -yes, that's what they are called now, makes it even worse for me.

Well, I tried to play it off but she knows....oh, yes....she knows!!!! I humoured her for a day, what one would do for a friend but only after I gave her a lesson in the value of buying originals.

This thing was copied down to the stitching and some extra detail was even added to fool the unsuspecting procurer, ohhhh!!!

I love my friend but you know how one says "thanks, you shouldn't have", she really shouldn't have.....

Scheiße!!!