Ever think when you were a teenager that your mother was embarrassing, and that it would maybe "get better" someday when you were older, being close friends. Bull Hockey! I love my mom, and I do have many of her traits, such as the sound of my voice, the Weidner "attitude", work horse, and short temper. People that know my mom, or grew up with her, often say that we are a lot alike, that is all except for the blonde hair my mom proudly wears. I think that the hair is the biggest difference between the two of us. Mainly, mom's blonde personality. I know it is just a blonde thing, the bouncy, let everyone know that you are there, have fun personality. Now, don't get me wrong, I do get my take life too serious personality from her too, but I seem to have more of that trait.
So, I met up with my mom this morning to take her to Curves with me... I have not been there in 3 months - naughty me. ( I have been working a lot of overtime these last few months, due to our Center Manager not hiring a new management person) Anyway, we get there, and the lady I really do not care for is working. Reason #1 I have not been in there lately. This lady is completely lazy, but is quick to tell you are not doing a move how she wants you to do it, but then you do it her way and she tells you to do it the way you was doing it before she said anything. I really cannot stand her. So, we walk in at 8am sharp, she says hi to my mom, and includes her name, so I think they know each other, even by the way they are talking, one would assume the same. So, I tell her for the 5oth time that I need my key set up with the computer that she has been ohh soo lazy to set up since I became a member, quickly wanting to schedule me for the next day at her convience. Now, my schedule varies day to day, depending on what time Allen is in town, so it is hard for me to make appointments in the late afternoons. No matter when I go in there, this lady is working, so my key thing never gets done, due to a random excuse from her.
Now, I'm off track. So, we start out on our own stations, and I'm trying to explain what to do to my mom, she is being a complete bubble head, yacking to this lady. So, okay.. I will do my own workout. Two times around, and I'm done, then, the lady says we can set up my key pad.. this will change about 10 times through the course of 1/2 an hour. So, we are going around station to station, mom is yacking to ding dong- lady's new name, and she asks my mom if I work! Give me a break! If she would have been listening, I was telling my mom to ease up, I have not been to bed yet for today, since I just got off work. My own mom, then cannot tell this lady what I even do at UPS, after countless lectures on my job to my mom. Her response, "She works at UPS, in the OFFICE"... everyone then assumes from there that all I do is answer the phone and pack packages. I am not a secretary! I ask my mom, so what do I do in the office? and she could not even tell her what I do. So, I briefly explained that I am not a secretary. I see nothing wrong in being a secretary, so don't think that I think I am hot snot, but, it would be like comparing a dentist with a receptionist. They are two totally different jobs! I am not going to even explain on this what exactly it is I do, I'll save that for a new post.
Anyway, the lady was going on about some 26 yr old lady doing curves twice a day because " she is young". I just about stopped right there, and asked dum dum - new name for lady, " so , how old do you think I am?" FYI I am 25. But, I never did say anything. In the course of 10 min. the dum dum says she will have to schedule me for later to do my key thing, since she has no time... she would be leaving in 40 min. I have been told it would only take up to 20min to complete. So, whatever. Ohh, but she wanted to make sure that I would come in when she would be working, so it could be put off again, and again, and again..........................................................................
So, I am told come in later that day, I tell dum dum once again, that will not work... I have to sleep sometime this morning, so come in later today, like at 1pm, no, I reply again, I will be sleeping, so okay, lets make it 3pm. For the 3rd time I tell her that I cannot make appointments due to my husbands schedule in the afternoon. So, I just tell her, I will be in tomm. evening. Total Lie on my behalf. I am calling up there and checking to see when the 1 lady I really like is working, and finish everything up with her, then getting a copy of her sch. and make a point to only come in when she is working.
So, back to the clucking and working out... We get done, and I am to show my mom, the bubble head, how to use the cool down stretch station. Mom is bouncing around like a monkey, dancing, and not listening to a work that I say. I swear Missy listens more. So, I try to show Mom, again and again, but she will not stand still for one min. to watch, so she does it how she thinks it should be done. I explained over and over again, that the station is to be used somewhat like what stretching on your own is like. For example, stretching your leg muscles, walk up to a wall or something to prop toe up, so that your heel is on the ground and toe on object, lean forward to object/ wall and ease closer to wall, and release. Mom, puts both of her feet on this thing, and is pulling herself up and bouncing up and down.... so mortifying! The rest of the station follows with the same motions.
We no more than leave and walk out the door.. she is back to serious. I don't know if I am completely baffled at what all just happened, or what. We then go back to her house, like nothing was wrong, and had to move this stupid 5oo lb armour cabinet through 4 rooms, with her being "blonde" before finally putting it where I had first told her it would have to go..... I don't know which is worse. My acting like a complete air head, or me pulling my shoulder muscles out of wack, and hurting my shoulder that had been injured 5 years ago again. Numb shoulder/ Dingy Mother? I would rather deal with the shoulder instead.
I know this was extremely long, but I had to vent it out. I left out a lot of stupid remarks made by dum dum and my mother, but it would have just taken longer to construct this thing.
So, if you have any experiences like this with your mom, lets all just sit down and drink a tall margarita to ease into I don't care numbness.
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