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In my office, sorting and paying a stack of property taxes. Been at it for a few hours this morning, and still needed another few to finish. Phones are ringing, sister busy answering them, and I am ready to pull my hair out trying to read and understand map locations. A man walks in and I hear the conversation of donation to the city fire department. I smirk, and return to writing checks when my sister, my lovely sister tells him to step into my office. I just had to keep from saying aloud “What the hell?”



He comes in and introduces himself, handing me a paper that explained for a small donation I could have my portrait taken. LOL “I am not interested.” He just goes on and on, and I am so trying to control my temper. How they would make great gifts for the up coming holiday. Then he makes the comment that a lovely woman as me should have my portrait taken often. That is when I held out the paper for him to take. See- I hate having my picture taken. By a stranger, no matter how professional? Hell no. Almost as much as I hate sales people who make personal comments to me. “Look, I really am not interested” I said in a more forceful tone.



He should have left then. He stayed. He would not take the paper back, and spent 5 minutes telling me how my support of the local fire department would help me, as well as other families in the community. That did it. “Do you see the bills on my desk, sir? They are property taxes that go to the city, and county. I will support the fire department when I pay them over $3,000.00 today. Let us not forget the other taxes - the net profit taxes on our companies. The people who work for me pay every week with the 1% tax the city has put on their income.”



I was on a roll now and he stood like a deer in the headlights. “I pay when I go out to eat, every 3 months when I pay my own estimated taxes into the state and federal. For some ODD reason I think I pay my part. And I have told you, I am not interested, and my family is not interested. Our family pays its dues, and I do not want my picture taken, no matter if I get an 8 by 10 free. I know you are just trying to sell me this stuff, but I…am...not…interested. Learn to take those words at face value, please. By the way - you might want to tell the fire department all the chrome on the trucks, and equipment does not help fight fires. Looks pretty, but I know how much all the shiney things cost. Cut back on the spending before you come looking for donations.”



He took the paper, telling me he was sorry I felt that way. He left my office and I heard my sister’s voice saying, “I see she gave you her answer. Not a good day to ask for a donation I guess” He agreed and said good-bye to the “nice sister” and left. I stood and went to look at my sister from my office doorway, who busted out laughing. “At least you let him leave with his head still on his body.”



I really hate my sister.

$ 4,300.00 dollars for the new carpet and vinyl.

$ 1,600.00 for the paint and painter.

$ 390.00 for replacing two doors with holes.

$ 475.00 lost rent while doing repairs.



So - its a total of $ 6,765.00. At $475.00 a month rent, I should have the repairs paid off in 14 1/2 months.



Taking into account the upkeep of the home, repairs during that time frame, insurance and property taxes... I would estimate the time more of 18 months. ( Year and a half ) Then the home can start showing a proffit again, if I can keep it rented the whole time. :)



And people wonder why I am such a hard ass about the rental property?

That is it- IM's coming off my profile.



You want to IM- then you can ask me for it.



Grrrrr.

When did I become the one people whine to about the Administers and Dominars? I love the Rave and hope to be on it for a long time. However, if you take it from me today- would I really have such a fit? No. Cold, I know, but you have to keep the internet play as that- play. Life is so much more important to me. Always said when the Rave stops being fun, I will stop being here. I want to see the site grow and prosper, and plan to buy a membership every year.



I do not believe the people running the Rave are out to get anyone. Yes- I can see why people take their words are harsh, but we do not know the whole story. Rumors to me are half-truths, if that. I have to laugh at people who try to paint the tale of being the innocent victim. Hello?? To old and been around the block a few times to ever believe that. Run three businesses for 20 years, and tell me that shit again. :)



Administers, Dominars and Acolytes are people with everyday jobs and families, making time to be on the Rave to help it grow. I do not see them as enemies. I made that comment to someone and he said, “You just never had to deal with them” in a smart ass way. Guess what, little shit? I do not want to deal with them. I am not going to be a aggravating prick, and get them after me. I will leave them alone, and they will leave me alone. All will be happy. Besides, I have leaved to leave the big dogs alone, that way you will not get your hand bitten off. Rule I try to follow.



I have read some of these “evil people” profiles and they seem like nice people. Even talked with a few. (And no- I am not a suck up by any means, trust me. Did you not read my “It’s just a site” comment?) Anyone can read his or her profiles. They have a life, school, family and lovers. They deal with everyday life, and care for this site, or would not be here. You and I should be grateful for the time and effort they put into this site.



Those who complain to me, always tell me they received warnings before hand. Still you pushed it. WTF? So… do not cry to me. Grow up and understand this is a site- a business. They run it as such. Anyone who believes its personal needs to get a life and back away from the keyboard. Your life will be happier if you do. You log into the site, so try to make it fun. Keep the drama off the site.



While I am bitc-ing, had a young whelp yahoo me to ask why I rated her profile a #4. She purchase her membership, and was asking. I told her I though the rating was fair, and I was more then happy to re rate her. Sorry. I went over…and she had not changed the profile. You know what I did, right? Yeap, I gave her another four.



She came back to ask why. I explained she should work on her profile. The one line introduction is cute, but she should tell us a little more about her. I had to point out my level, and what a four from me, counted as. She was happy after I said that to her, but really. Just kind of pissed me off. Did I call on the person who gave me a one? Nooo. ~shakes head~ Ok... :) lol I did comment about it on my journal, but no one reads them, so... Take your ratings, and move on people. It is a website, not so important.



And stop telling me your problems with the higher ups. My kindness is being tested, stretched to the limit. You might not like what I say the next time. I can only bite my lip so long, before I tell you what I think. Pissing me off…

I hate people who waste my time. Been showing a rental house today. It is the lowest one we own, as far as cost. The ad reads “Small 2 bedroom house…” No pets, no HUD. Credit / Application requested. As I fielding the calls, I can eliminate a few. But not all of them. Some I have to meet in person. Lucky me.



The one with three kids? I do not care you live in a two bedroom apartment at this time- you will not be renting my house. Nope.



“Oh, the landlord were we live now and I have been fighting. He took me to court about rent I owe because…” You can stop right there bud. Nope.



“My credit is spotless” Hummm… always make me worried- that comment. Does anyone have great credit? When I ran her name, guess what popped up? She owed cable, phone, utility, and the bank. I stop reading after that. A 15 page credit history is never a good sign. Do people think I do not check these things? Nope.



Here are my favorite ones. When asked were they work, and they tell you that they work “for cash. Under the table” In other words- you cheat the government and make my own taxes higher, deal or make drugs. Nope.



So first Saturday of showing the house. ~Sighs~

Its going to be a while...

Past mistakes and hurts that I let stand in the way of happiness today.



I could be so much happier if I just learn the lessons of life, and move on.



Trust. When did I lose my ability to trust???



~ deep sad sigh~

I HATE doing sales. My sister use to do this portion of the business, but as I am the only person who can do the estimates, I have the job now. Most of the time it does not bother me. Then you have those people like today.



I could lie and tell them what they want to hear…but I will never be dishonest. Telling someone the bill will be $400.00, when you know it will be $600.00, just to get the job is not something I will do. If my estimates are off- then it is a mistake. And I hate the whole… “But so and so told me….” Well- let so and so do the job and stop wasting my time!



Then you have the ones who just have to test you. Snide little remarks to see how you will react. I just smile, but few people can read my smile for what it is. My smile can say “Fu-k you” or it can say “Love you” Just depends. My eyes are the same way. Few people can read me- and as I only meet this asshole once, I let it float over me. And smile.



Then there has been a few whom I have walked out of the home on, telling them I believe I would not be able to please you, nor wish to try. Sometimes it is good to be the boss. And to have a family who will stand beside you when push comes to shove. If you piss me off enough to shove, I have no fear who has my back.

Men who tell me they need more hours. Can not meet the bills- will work overtime, when ever...



Then I book the jobs. They say they will be here...



Then fu-king don't show up. GRRR...



"Oh.. I had a death in the family" Yeah- cousin's boyfriend next door neighbor's boss, right? I so enjoyed firing his ass. Only man I know who has a death in the family every week. Gene pool must be getting thin... little shit!



Then the one who would not answer his phone. Shows up today to get his check, with a fake cough..."So sick" Well I am sick of the excuses.

Bet he will be at the bar within the hour. I guess you can cough and drink till they close, right?

Enjoy- because you are pulled off next weeks jobs. :)



Need the hours you say? GRRRRRRRrrrrr...

I so don't need the stress.