The Things that Bother the Huntress

I know this might sound a bit redundant, because it seems a lot of things that bother me and I tend to rant, talk about them quite a bit.  But there are daily little nuances annoyances that tend to get under my skin because they seem to happen EVERY FREAKING DAY!

Here are a couple…

The passing/fast lane on the interstate is FOR PASSING!!!

Yes, I’ve bitched talked about this one before, but this one rubs me the wrong way every single day I drive onto the interstate so it warrants a second helping.  Why do people insist on holding up traffic because they drive on the passing or fast lane the entire fucking time they are on their commute?  I don’t understand this, just because you’re going the speed limit doesn’t mean you can stay in the fast lane.  It’s called the passing/fast lane for a reason you Prius driving, slow moving “I’m going the speed limit, so I’m not doing anything wrong” self-righteous assholes!!! Get on the far left lane, speed it up, pass the slow moving cars (unless you’re the slow moving little bitch then you should just stay home) then make your way to the middle lane ya PRICKS!!! Don’t hold up ALL of the traffic on the interstate because of your belief that you are going 60 miles an hour, therefor not breaking the law because you’re too stupid to know what to do when you’re driving.  And if you have a goddamned BMW, why wouldn’t you step on the gas and pass all traffic and make your way down I-10 until we no longer see your taillights you bitch?!!?  You know who you are, so move it!!!

Reserved Parking is reserved for a REASON!!!

I pay a little bit more for a reserved parking space here at work, with my new job I thought, why not? This way I didn’t have to look for a parking space when I leave for lunch and come back to park on the far side of the parking lot.  But the last two weeks there has been a white Mazda SUV that’s been parked in MY PARKING SPOT every other day.  There’s even a sign that says “RESERVED PARKING FOR THE HUNTRESS!”  So after calling parking and transportation about a thousand times, and not having any results, even though they are supposed to give out tickets to those that are parked in reserved parking spaces.  At the time I didn’t know if this white SUV asshole has gotten any, but if they have it has not deterred them form parking in MY parking space.  I decided to take things in my own hands and call a tow truck to have that annoying white SUV towed at the owner’s expense.  When the truck got here, the driver called me and I quickly made my way down stairs to let him know which car it was.  Right as that was happening, the owner of said SUV was making her way to her now being towed away car. She began yelling and then she looked at me and said “Did you do this?!” And I said “I sure did” and she began to throw profanities at me and I just looked her and walked up to the sign that said it was a reserved parking space, pointed and told her “Do you see this? This is a reserved parking space that means it’s reserved for one person and one person only, me.  You know why that is? BECAUSE I PAY FOR THIS PARKING SPACE AND NO ONE SHOULD PARK HER BUT ME!!!!”  She looked confused, then said “I didn’t see that it was reserved, to which I added “How can you not see it, it’s right there in huge red letters?”

She began to cry, and then I looked at the tow truck guy and told him to stop.  She told me she was a medical student and was here early every day for her labs.  Well, except for me that is, because I get here just as early as or earlier than she does (about 6:50 or 7am.)  My boss is an early bird and I have to help her catch that worm so to speak. She also mentioned that she thought because she got here early she didn’t think anyone would notice.  Which made me realize that she did indeed know she was parking where she shouldn’t have. I asked her if she’d gotten any tickets, she wiped away her tears and said she had three.  And then, in my head I thought, she must be related to that Prius driving asshole on I-10 that hold up traffic every morning.  She showed them to me, and then I said “Have you paid these?” she nodded no.  I told her that I was going to give her a warning this time, but if I ever saw her car parked in my space again I was going to have it towed for sure at her expense.  I took her tickets with me and told her I’d take care of those, but that she’d better not get anymore or she’d be on her own.  I hate that I have a kind steak in me, it makes the entire Huntress, dark, unforgiving, I’m going to kill you with a spoon, don’t mess with me or my kids, you’ll be sorry you ever crossed my path type of soul hard to hold onto.

Fake Mimi Is a Hoarder and I don’t Like Hoarders….and She’s annoying too

Fake Mini is another Executive Associate that works for our dearly loved Provost.  Dr. Provost is a great guy, an old football player that loves to talk about his alma mater with nostalgia and pride.   He talks about history and books and we have some great conversations.  I’ve actually read a couple of his book recommendations.  But his EA leaves a lot to be desired, she is about 47 years old, married never had kids because she didn’t want any, and that’s her choice which is fine by me.  But she makes her job harder than it has to by doing stupid shit like sending out Doodle polls for my boss’s availability.  I mean send me a goddamned email and I’ll let you know when my boss is available!  You don’t have to get all technical and make your job harder to show off.  Yes, that’s my opinion of what she does, half the time she’s making more work for herself she constantly complains about have so much work she has to stay late or work from home.  So as an EA we have to cover for each other when one of us is out, so the bitch got COVID and I covered for her for two and a half weeks while she was out.  No biggie, her boss is a doll and I love working with Dr. Provost. 

But she began working from home so I began to direct every one back to her letting them I was no longer covering for her.  She then sent me a calendar invite for next week to cover for her while she’s on vacation going to Houston.  I was to say the least, enraged, why? Because she didn’t ask me, and only assumed I do this again when there are two other people that can cover for her instead of me.  Well she came back today and what do I see? She’s colored her hair a teal blue…..that matched her eyeshadow and (gasp) her lipstick.  In my head I’m thinking to myself, how old are you and why do you feel the need to dress like you fucking 15 years old?  She stood in my office jabbering on about her being sick with COVID, how she couldn’t taste…blah, blah, blah.  I couldn’t stop staring at her one dimensional colored head, like teal blue washout.  Seriously why would a grown woman who works in the President’s office of a University think that doing something like that is okay?  When I got hired, along with the operations of the office I had to read and sign, I got handed a dress code, which I also had to read and sign.  But of course no one here really pays attention to if but me.  Supervisor wears printed leggings to work, Imposter Huntress wears colored jeans every day, with blouses she got at a garage sale and Fake Carol dresses like she’s still 30 years old.  But Fake Mimi? Why do you feel the need to color your hair a certain color and then match you freaking eye shadow and lipstick too?!?!  And she rambles on about the same things, how much work she has, why she stays in her office all day long, how much she paid for her new couch (about $6000 if I remember correctly.)  Don’t even get me started on her house, Imposter and I went to take her the laptop she uses for work a little after she got sick and she lives in a very prominent neighborhood, but her house looks like it could come out on the show Hoarders.  She has crap all over the yard, on the porch, in the alley no less.  When I got down to leave her laptop at the door, I glanced into her dining area and there were amazon boxes piled everywhere.  Okay I do too, but they are in the garage where no one can see them and I’m saving them for when I move.  I break them down and put them nice and neat in a pile for when I need them.  She just gets on my nerves period, but I have to work with her so I won’t kill her anytime soon, but at the rate she’s going, that could possibly change before the year ends.

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I FUCKING hate this thing…..that’s about it for that subject.

This is the Huntress, stay safe, wear your mask and GO VOTE!!!

Published by thehuntress915

My life has been a lot like the movie Bridget Jones Diary (the Hispanic version) constant comedic struggles and life lessons learned by way of personal experience. I've survived divorce and online dating debacles, so tag along for the ride and lets laugh together.

23 thoughts on “The Things that Bother the Huntress

  1. I voted. And now I’m prepared to drink my way through the shit show that will be Election Day in America.
    As for the medical student, I can’t believe you paid her tickets! Cancelling the tow I understand, but wow. You went above and beyond in the compassion department. ( don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. )
    😉

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    1. I know how you feel, I started stocking up on wine a while back just for the election day crappola that will hit the fan. I might have forgotten to mention I didn’t pay her parking tickets, I had them dismissed by parking and transportation. They fall under my bosses departments, lol.

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  2. I saw a picture somewhere in which someone had smeared peanut butter all over the windshield of a car parked in their designated space with a note that told them something like “it’s only peanut butter this time.”.

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  3. I cannot freakin’ wait to vote! I have a big bottle of Mudslide for either celebration or drowning my sorrows.

    As for those crazy-ass weirdos you work with…umm…better you than me. Lol. 😜

    You’re so nice to have taken care of that young lady’s tickets. Proves that you can go from bitch to sweet in a New York Minute! 😉 Seriously though, that was very understanding and nice of you.

    Can’t wait until your next post! 😘

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    1. It seems that’s the par for the course waiting for the election results….alcohol, lol. You go and cast your vote sister, it’s important!!
      So whatever happens, we’re all covered 🍻🥂🍷🥃🍸🍹🧉.

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  4. The term “reserved” has long ago lost any meaning. Hotels gladly give away your reserved, prepaid room, and car rental reservations only mean that your payment is reserved, not the car. All those other things you mentioned? Yeah, they get my goat as well, just not to the level of “I am sorry, your reservation was cancelled the minute you walked in the door”.

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  5. Yep, agreed that reserve has little meaning any longer. WTF, pisses me off. Then there’s the passing lane. Many in California and Oregon move over into it as soon as they get on the Interstate and then stay there until they reach their exit. Doesn’t matter how many stack up behind them or anything else. THEY WILL STAY IN THAT LANE. Annoying? Fuck no. There’s not an word that describes it to my satisfaction. They are PECKER HEADS.

    Thanks. Had to get that off my chest. Kind of you to take care of the student’s tickets. Paying it forward. Hope it pays off in the passing lane for you. We all need good karma once in a while (if you believe in that shit).

    Cheers

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    1. I get it, but in Texas, especially here in El Paso, we have a lot and do mean a LOT of drivers from Mexico and New Mexico that are horrible drivers. No, I’m not over exaggerating, it’s the truth. But people here are like “what passing lane?” Ugh….lol

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  6. I’m with you–I f*cking hate Doodle polls. Go into Scheduling Assistant and look at my calendar dammit. And by the way, you can bypass the new editor really easily. Put a title into the new one and save the draft. Then call up All Posts, find it and underneath you can click on Classic Editor:-)

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  7. I am unfamiliar with Doodle polls, but very familiar with coordinating schedules–and I can’t figure out why anyone would want to create a poll instead of just checking the scheduling assistant themselves (I LIVE by that thing in our large law firm for the team lead I support) or, at the very least, PICK UP THE PHONE. Why do people not pick up the phone anymore? It takes 500 e-mails back and forth to have a two-minute conversation–and I have to file ALL THOSE E-MAILS away. I’m backing away from this convo now–I’m starting to feel like the incredible hulk…

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  8. Good on you for your handling of parking space -gate. Your passing lane frustration might be due to transplants from California. You see, here in Cali, every lane is a passing lane and at the same time no lane is a passing lane. People here pass on the left or they cruise impassibly (pun intended) on the left. At the same time they pass on the right and the far, far right, meaning the shoulder. It’s a free for all and over the years I’ve flipped more birds than Mr. Hitchcock featured in his movie.

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