Since I have decided to move I have had numerous things come out of the woodwork; men, promotions, money… men. Crazy that these men folk have had ample time to get their acts together but NO! Right as I am about to leave (in a week) they can’t get enough. Don’t go Betty, stay here and date me Betty…. Where the hell was all of this when I was going through my dating drought?!?!?!
There are things I will most definitely miss about this place (Utah). I will miss having everyone around me being my same religion, the mountains, my job and the wonderful people that I have gotten to know over the years.
I will not miss the following… BYU students walking in front of my car with no regards to whether I am at a safe stopping distance or not, The levels of passive aggressive that some people have managed to reach, and having my desk at work 10 feet from the bathroom…. especially on Mexican food day. I about died after 3 of the men folk walked out of the bathroom. No amount of spray potpourri can cover that stench….. gag!
I will miss being the only female on staff and having belching contests and playing ‘Texas Hold Em’ with the men. I will miss having all attention on me when I wear skirts to work. I’ll miss the Dr. Pepper stash that the men keep because they know it’s my favorite beverage of all time, and the fart sessions the men have to see how I’ll react. After gassing everyone out of the building the first time it stopped having an effect but it was really interesting the amount of cologne and different scents that I would smell after ‘Fart-Outs’.
Veronica thinks I’m off my friggin rocker! Personally I don’t blame her and if I was in her situation looking in I would question my sanity too. I just want everyone to understand that what I’m doing and where I am going is where I feel like I need to be.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Being Wooed
I work at an all male company. As much as I love being the only woman at my job, it has become necessary to leave and make my way in the world elsewhere. Don’t worry, sexual harassment wasn’t an issue… those men know better :)
Apparently my company was looking to promote me with a big fat raise to go along with it! Great! Right as I’m moving out of state they decide to promote me! Are you kidding me? Don’t get me wrong, I work my cute little butt off but I honestly can’t believe that they wouldn’t let me know about this until I told them I was leaving. Are they trying to lure me back? I have never been ‘wooed’ before by an employer, so this is brand spankin’ new territory for me!
Even though moving out of state is what I know is right, it still doesn’t make it any easier to have money and promotions thrown at me! Good Gravy!
What is a cute little blonde to do?
Apparently my company was looking to promote me with a big fat raise to go along with it! Great! Right as I’m moving out of state they decide to promote me! Are you kidding me? Don’t get me wrong, I work my cute little butt off but I honestly can’t believe that they wouldn’t let me know about this until I told them I was leaving. Are they trying to lure me back? I have never been ‘wooed’ before by an employer, so this is brand spankin’ new territory for me!
Even though moving out of state is what I know is right, it still doesn’t make it any easier to have money and promotions thrown at me! Good Gravy!
What is a cute little blonde to do?
Friday, October 17, 2008
MIA or climbing back up from falling off the face of the earth...
Well, I am not going to lie, Betty has always been more computer savvy than I. Do not lose faith, I have read "Idiot's Guide to Blogging" Chapter 1 and I now feel adept enough to thrust my thoughts upon you. Not that my thoughts are anything exciting to you, unless of course you enjoy cheap wine and reruns of 'Sex and the City.'
Speaking of cheap wine... My significant other, Archie, turned me on to an amazing store called World Market, which happened to be having a sale on (my favorite) red wine! (Cheap wine even cheaper!) Archie loves Chardonnays too, so we stocked up on a few of our faves... (1 Cab, 2 Shiraz, 2 Chards, and a Riesling in a black cat bottle to add to our Halloween decorations.) Upon further exploration of the store I stumbled across a fascinating discovery! GERMAN APPLE WINE... My thought process, I like apples, I like wine, I've never been there but I hear Germany is nice, WE MUST TRY THIS WINE! Archie is in and we pay for our hoard of wine (which is good because the store closed 5 minutes ago.) And we scuttle home with our stash.
As we unpacked our collection we discussed which wine we should begin with. Cab? No. Shiraz? Eh... Apple Wine? Why yes, I love apple cider, I'm sure I would love apple wine.
We cooked our left overs for dinner, found a good movie, and poured our Apple Wine... And...
BLECK!!! IT WAS TERRIBLE!!!
Archie, somehow, finished half of the bottle, I could barely take 3 sips.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Enjoying wine is an acquired taste, enjoying Apple Wine requires lack of taste buds.
Speaking of cheap wine... My significant other, Archie, turned me on to an amazing store called World Market, which happened to be having a sale on (my favorite) red wine! (Cheap wine even cheaper!) Archie loves Chardonnays too, so we stocked up on a few of our faves... (1 Cab, 2 Shiraz, 2 Chards, and a Riesling in a black cat bottle to add to our Halloween decorations.) Upon further exploration of the store I stumbled across a fascinating discovery! GERMAN APPLE WINE... My thought process, I like apples, I like wine, I've never been there but I hear Germany is nice, WE MUST TRY THIS WINE! Archie is in and we pay for our hoard of wine (which is good because the store closed 5 minutes ago.) And we scuttle home with our stash.
As we unpacked our collection we discussed which wine we should begin with. Cab? No. Shiraz? Eh... Apple Wine? Why yes, I love apple cider, I'm sure I would love apple wine.
We cooked our left overs for dinner, found a good movie, and poured our Apple Wine... And...
BLECK!!! IT WAS TERRIBLE!!!
Archie, somehow, finished half of the bottle, I could barely take 3 sips.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Enjoying wine is an acquired taste, enjoying Apple Wine requires lack of taste buds.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Catholic Boys and Coat Closets
So Veronica and I Were at one of our friend’s weddings last weekend. Everything was going well, we only got lost a couple of times on our way to the Chapel but made it there with enough time to run in and sit down. As I was sitting there, I happened to look in back of me on the opposite side of the chapel and noticed someone sitting there, someone familiar…
My senior year of high school I worked at a movie theatre and every time I would work the usher shift, I would usually work with my friend Colin. It was always a lot of fun, especially since I had a HUGE crush on the guy. Hanging out at work was unfortunately short lived due to the fact that he started ignoring me after a few months. I was heart broken but eventually moved on and forgot about it.
…As the ceremony continued, I tried casually looking back to see if I could get a better glance to figure out if it was my friend Colin from years and years ago. Alas I couldn’t get a good enough look because he was with a group of friends that continuously blocked my view. As the ceremony neared it’s end, the people started filing out and I tried yet again to see if the cute dark curly haired guy was my friend Colin. I looked over at him right as he looked over at me, but before I could look away, the guy confirmed my suspicions by saying my name ‘Betty Cooper’, as if it had some ‘infamous’ connotation… Let’s be honest, it does!
‘Oh my gosh!’ I screamed. ‘I can’t believe you are here, it’s so good to see you!’ ‘You too, I had NO idea you were going to be here’ He exclaimed. We started walking out of the church while talking about the ‘good old days’ and trying not to stare at each other. It was slightly awkward especially since our friend Kevin was staring right at us knowing full well I at one time harbored a serious crush. After talking for about 5 minutes, I wandered over to my friend Jon so that I didn’t commandeer all of Colin’s time. After talking to Jon for a while, I looked over to where Colin was standing, and noticed he was talking to my friend Kevin while looking over at me with a look of longing… this was good, this was VERY good. So with that, Veronica and I made our way to the reception.
After arriving at the reception, Veronica and I commenced our location and started gabbing and before we knew it, Colin had found us, and started flirting. I was ok with this. After a lot of flirting, gazing, and a confession from Colin that he had a huge crush on me too and only started ignoring me because he had a girlfriend at the time. It finally came time to get out of the reception area and find the nearest empty space. After locating a sufficient space (a coat closet) I engaged in what was an amazing half hour… There’s nothing like having a crush from years ago and having the fantasy come true…. Some might say trampy, I say friggin awesome!
My senior year of high school I worked at a movie theatre and every time I would work the usher shift, I would usually work with my friend Colin. It was always a lot of fun, especially since I had a HUGE crush on the guy. Hanging out at work was unfortunately short lived due to the fact that he started ignoring me after a few months. I was heart broken but eventually moved on and forgot about it.
…As the ceremony continued, I tried casually looking back to see if I could get a better glance to figure out if it was my friend Colin from years and years ago. Alas I couldn’t get a good enough look because he was with a group of friends that continuously blocked my view. As the ceremony neared it’s end, the people started filing out and I tried yet again to see if the cute dark curly haired guy was my friend Colin. I looked over at him right as he looked over at me, but before I could look away, the guy confirmed my suspicions by saying my name ‘Betty Cooper’, as if it had some ‘infamous’ connotation… Let’s be honest, it does!
‘Oh my gosh!’ I screamed. ‘I can’t believe you are here, it’s so good to see you!’ ‘You too, I had NO idea you were going to be here’ He exclaimed. We started walking out of the church while talking about the ‘good old days’ and trying not to stare at each other. It was slightly awkward especially since our friend Kevin was staring right at us knowing full well I at one time harbored a serious crush. After talking for about 5 minutes, I wandered over to my friend Jon so that I didn’t commandeer all of Colin’s time. After talking to Jon for a while, I looked over to where Colin was standing, and noticed he was talking to my friend Kevin while looking over at me with a look of longing… this was good, this was VERY good. So with that, Veronica and I made our way to the reception.
After arriving at the reception, Veronica and I commenced our location and started gabbing and before we knew it, Colin had found us, and started flirting. I was ok with this. After a lot of flirting, gazing, and a confession from Colin that he had a huge crush on me too and only started ignoring me because he had a girlfriend at the time. It finally came time to get out of the reception area and find the nearest empty space. After locating a sufficient space (a coat closet) I engaged in what was an amazing half hour… There’s nothing like having a crush from years ago and having the fantasy come true…. Some might say trampy, I say friggin awesome!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Fashion Police
Today I (Betty) have decided to post a ‘Fashion Police’ List. Since I’ve been the only one willing to post stuff, I feel like I can put whatever the hell I want with out my counter part (Veronica) getting upset… mwahahaha!
If you are doing the following… Run like hell before you get your un-educated ass arrested!
Remember to dress with class! It sends the statement that you are a force to be reckoned with, and not some trashy road whore! You can look sexy and seductive without overdoing it and making men wonder how much you charge.
If you are doing the following… Run like hell before you get your un-educated ass arrested!
- Wearing open toed shoes with nylons - Freaking shave your legs and get a pedicure for crying out loud!
- Showing both cleavage and your midriff – Hello trailer part! One or the other honey, not both!
- Wearing black and brown accessories together – Unless you’re wearing an outfit that has both colors in it, then don’t fall into this fashion faux pas.
- Wearing a shrug shirt… the ones that tie in the front and looks like a booby holder! – Unless you’re a ‘B’ cup, it’s not going to working for you!
- Wearing flip-flops with anything that isn’t shorts or jeans – It looks bad! Don’t ever do it, especially if you’re wearing a dress… Holy NoNo!
- Wearing anything strapless if you’re top heavy – It’s called dressing for your body type, nobody wants to see you falling out of your clothes.
- Showing off your thong – It’s tacky and thank goodness that fad is over!
Remember to dress with class! It sends the statement that you are a force to be reckoned with, and not some trashy road whore! You can look sexy and seductive without overdoing it and making men wonder how much you charge.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Back In Black
Hello all! Betty here! My compadre Veronica is busy having her wisdom teeth pulled, so I’m here to pick up the slack. I realize that’s it’s been at least 2 weeks since our introductory post but here I am to fix this serious injustice!
First of all I’d like to put to rest any rumors. Getting wisdom teeth pulled is not code for ‘getting wasted and table dancing in Tijuana’, although after finals week that’s kind of where I would like to be right now. Good gravy, I miss the good old days where by pulling stunts like that you were just having fun. Goodness knows I’ve had my fair share of them so I guess it’s ok.
Don’t worry; we will both be back in action very soon. Betty out.
First of all I’d like to put to rest any rumors. Getting wisdom teeth pulled is not code for ‘getting wasted and table dancing in Tijuana’, although after finals week that’s kind of where I would like to be right now. Good gravy, I miss the good old days where by pulling stunts like that you were just having fun. Goodness knows I’ve had my fair share of them so I guess it’s ok.
Don’t worry; we will both be back in action very soon. Betty out.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Wild Women Do.... And Don't Regret It!
Welcome to our blog! After much deliberation, we, Betty and Veronica (names have been changed to protect the ‘not so innocent’), have decided to inflict our opinions on the masses.
Our narcissistic attitudes know the public will not only love us but also crave us like our gentleman followers!
Today we will talk about what it means to be a “TRUE” feminist! We’re not talking about the ‘fem-nazi all men suck types’, but a real feminist. A REAL feminist means knowing you are powerful without having to be over bearing. We are strong, independent but appreciate chivalry in all it’s forms (open the damn door already), because we know its men showing us respect for being the wonderful creatures that we are! We reserve the right to have high-powered careers as well as families in the suburbs, without receiving any shit from anyone else. Should we decide to hire extra help (i.e. maid or nanny) you can suck our big toes because we “do what we want,” –Cartman, South Park.
*Neither Betty or Veronica have families yet, their careers are high powered but the high pay is negotiable and depends on your lifestyle. Both Betty and Veronica have a champagne taste on a beer budget… that’s not to say that it won’t soon change. “Sugar Daddies” can apply within.
That’s all for today but stay tunes for more rants, opinions, random antics and stories from the two intelligent (yet wildly witty) hot chicks that have for all intensive purposes dove off the deep end… Good way, bad way? You decide!
Our narcissistic attitudes know the public will not only love us but also crave us like our gentleman followers!
Today we will talk about what it means to be a “TRUE” feminist! We’re not talking about the ‘fem-nazi all men suck types’, but a real feminist. A REAL feminist means knowing you are powerful without having to be over bearing. We are strong, independent but appreciate chivalry in all it’s forms (open the damn door already), because we know its men showing us respect for being the wonderful creatures that we are! We reserve the right to have high-powered careers as well as families in the suburbs, without receiving any shit from anyone else. Should we decide to hire extra help (i.e. maid or nanny) you can suck our big toes because we “do what we want,” –Cartman, South Park.
*Neither Betty or Veronica have families yet, their careers are high powered but the high pay is negotiable and depends on your lifestyle. Both Betty and Veronica have a champagne taste on a beer budget… that’s not to say that it won’t soon change. “Sugar Daddies” can apply within.
That’s all for today but stay tunes for more rants, opinions, random antics and stories from the two intelligent (yet wildly witty) hot chicks that have for all intensive purposes dove off the deep end… Good way, bad way? You decide!
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