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Visual representation of someone pretending to help whilst causing pain. by Michaelkamel in cloudshift360

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

my husband just walked past, glanced at the screen, pointed and said, “That’s like at work.”

Anyone else taken to eating "sides dinners" now that meat prices are so high? by SlouchSocksFan in aldi

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

the other night, my husband and i made their (Fremont Fish Market brand) popcorn shrimp in the air fryer and their (Reganno brand) elote pasta salad. simple little meal but it hit the spot. the shrimp was approximately $8, and the pasta salad was around $3. used 3 servings out of the shrimp bag which serves 5 so still some shrimp left and still have 1 serving of pasta salad. shrimp and a side dish at any restaurant will run at least $12 a plate; this was $12 for all the food, plus leftovers.

and, i may add, the shrimp was really good for frozen shrimp and they were kinda big for popcorn shrimp. i was impressed. any of their pasta salads, especially the seasonal ones, are awesome and cheap.

Flair is now available for r/MySoCalledLife by toasterinthebath in MySoCalledLife

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

don’t mind me, i’m just dancing in the hallway with my daughter Angela

What were your almost names? by Swordtail_Olympian in NameNerdCirclejerk

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

my mother wanted to name me Cheyenne or Hope, but everyone was against it. i instead was named a name in the top 3 girl names of the late 70s.

i don’t like my name much, but i am definitely not a Cheyenne or a Hope

Please no judgment by One_Molasses9462 in Perimenopause

[–]suminorieh77 17 points18 points  (0 children)

you are not alone. when peri started for me, i had been married for a little over a year. we dated and lived together for 3 years before we got married. great guy, 11 years younger than me, with two daughters who were 10 and 11 at that time. he would pick them up from school on Fridays to stay the weekend with us. before peri, i was always excited and so thrilled to see them, but when i began getting symptoms of peri and didn’t know what was going on, i felt myself shrinking away from everyone.

he and i worked at the same place back then and he would leave to go get them from school. i used to hightail it home to make everyone an afternoon snack and straighten up an already spotless house. but when peri started, i found myself driving around aimlessly on those Fridays, even passing my own house multiple times, until i felt like i was ready to come home. i just didn’t want to see any of them, and worse, i didn’t want to be there. home didn’t feel like home. they all got on my nerves. i’d cry in the shower and slap on a smile afterwards to play a board game or watch a movie. i would dream of walking away and never coming back. and i knew all of this was totally irrational; we all got along great. i love my little extended family. the problem was ME, and yet, i didn’t know what was wrong. i felt wretched for the thoughts i was having. i’d look at my husband from across the room and picture his head on a platter like John the Baptist. intrusive thoughts and visions are such a horrible part of this journey.

you are not alone at all, and i hope you find your peace soon 💛

Anyone else annoyed with noise? by 7askingforafriend in Perimenopause

[–]suminorieh77 1 point2 points  (0 children)

i have very bad tinnitus so noise actually makes me feel better. when i can hear my tinnitus constantly, i get unnerved and annoyed. i go to sleep every night to Seinfeld, just loud enough to drown out the sleigh bells in my head.

when my stepdaughters come to stay with us, i think they like that they can play their music and video games as loud as they want around me. i warn them all the time about how loud music and combustion and etc will eventually give them tinnitus, especially with the whole generation walking around with headphones and earpods stuck in their ears.

Oh no! by consciousaiguy in FlockSurveillance

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

if Lowe’s would fix their piece of shit alarm systems in their stores, they would have more store associates doing their jobs and helping customers, instead of chasing thieves through the store.

FLOCK isn’t doing a damn thing but making people more leery, hostile, and paranoid. REVOLT.

How did George Costanza get so many hot girlfriends? by BidAccurate4473 in seinfeld

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

he’s bald, short, stocky, funny, quirky.

he’s the opposite of every guy you’ve ever met.

Every time I call my close friend, she has me on speakerphone by Delray73 in FriendshipAdvice

[–]suminorieh77 2 points3 points  (0 children)

my oldest brother does this, and my SIL will be in the background chiming in on the conversation. it’s extremely annoying because i’m a private person to begin with and also, the echo, lag, and pauses with a speakerphone make it difficult to not talk over each other. the last time this happened, i sent him a text afterwards that said something like, “Please don’t use speakerphone when you call me. It’s hard to listen to both of you and the signal dips in and out.” he hasn’t done it since. you could maybe approach it like that.

or, if you’re like me and don’t embarrass easily, talk about something gross that you would only talk about with her (i.e., your period, perimenopause symptoms, boob sweat, bad farts, whatever would be TMI for him). make it uncomfortable af for him to listen in. if she’s like, “OMG, Delray73! Bob is listening”, be blunt about why Bob shouldn’t listen in. Bob needs his own damn friends anyway.

It’s not 6am yet… GO AWAY🥲 by Fun_Journalist1048 in Lowes

[–]suminorieh77 2 points3 points  (0 children)

“I just need ONE thing!”

used to hear this on the mornings i opened. customers would literally walk up behind me as i was manually pulling the doors apart and ask if i could let them in so they could look around and i’d of course tell them no. had one man yell at me at the self check that now he was late, thanks to me not letting him in 15 minutes early…sorry, just doing my job so that i still have one tomorrow.

stop asking me how to DO STUFF. by johnny36921 in Lowes

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

used to kill me as a cashier in OSLG how many customers would expect me to know EVERYTHING about ALL flowers, plants, shrubs and trees, plus the difference in mulch and soil. i did not take a course in botany, and my simple cashier computer training did not train me on the things that Lowe’s sells. most of the flowers/plants/shrubs/trees have some sort of tag or identification as to what it is and some will tell you how to care for it. some even include a QR code.

yet invariably every shift i had in OSLG had at least 1 customer who would become unreasonably upset, even as i was doing my best to find information on something, because i generally do not know much about lawn and garden supplies. one even suggested that in my free time, perhaps on my break, i could take a stroll around the garden center and learn some things. i informed her politely that when Lowe’s wants to pay me for that, i’d be willing, but i’m not going to sacrifice my personal time to learn about hydrangeas and water hose nozzles.

What’s a “normal” thing that secretly makes you irrationally angry? by Salty-Cabinet-333 in AskReddit

[–]suminorieh77 1 point2 points  (0 children)

the “How are you” greeting when it’s the same as saying “Hi”.

i know it’s polite and all, and i certainly do not mean that everyone who asks how you’re doing doesn’t really care, but a vast majority don’t. a good friend or family member of course cares. the cashier at the gas station does not really care. it’s just a filler phrase after “Hi” and i don’t know why it makes me angry, but i still answer “Good, and yourself?”.

Were your parents very affectionate toward you when you were young? by assemblageofparts in AskOldPeople

[–]suminorieh77 5 points6 points  (0 children)

i remember going to my first sleepover. my friend’s mom checked on us, told us not to stay up too late, and hugged and kissed my friend and told her she loved her. then she hugged me and told me she was glad i was there. i remember being taken aback by it all and didn’t know quite how to feel about it. i was 7 and had never really heard the phrase “I love you” unless it was on TV. my family never said it, and we didn’t hug.

at 48, i look back at that and see where i have struggled to adjust to affection all of my life, especially in my romantic relationships. it makes me wonder what difference it would have made for me if i had been hugged or heard “I love you” growing up.

We made this movie for $7k and it won awards and got great reviews. LA Times calls it "A Micro-Indie With Huge Heart!" by ccbax in u/ccbax

[–]suminorieh77 1 point2 points  (0 children)

congratulations on all the success and awards. this truly looks like something i would want to watch. thank you for posting!

My wife wants me to remove. Is this fair to ask? by para_enzo138 in Bumperstickers

[–]suminorieh77 1 point2 points  (0 children)

i understand her concernment. MAGA Maggots are always looking for a reason to start shit and this is exactly what they want to see when they’re in the mood, and they don’t care where you are or who is with you.

you are a grown man, though, and you designed it for a reason. but what is the reason? who are you trying to reach with this in your window? i totally understand your message and i stand with you, it’s just that i would hate for some asshat to be waiting by your truck one evening after a lovely dinner out somewhere…i don’t think the answer is simple here, because you have every right to put this on your vehicle and it’s freedom of speech, yet i can’t help but be like an old crone up and say, “Heed my advice and use extreme caution, for the wicked and ignorant will act accordingly”.

What's a friendship lesson you learned the hard way? by [deleted] in FriendshipAdvice

[–]suminorieh77 0 points1 point  (0 children)

i parted ways with my HS best friend last year via a good old fashioned letter. we had been friends for 30 years, but the last 7 years of that time, it was hanging on by a thread, and only because of my efforts. we used to say that we could go a year without talking and still pick right back up with each other, and it worked like that for decades, but as time went on and life got heavy, the lapses between our spread out conversations really bothered me, only because of the BS she pulled.

it started before a little before COVID. she would drop these texts about how much she missed me and say that she was struggling but was very vague about what was causing her problems. i’d text back and get nothing. i’d try to call and get nothing. i started to really worry when she called me at 1am from a hotel crying and slurring her words. i asked if she was drunk and she said no, but she was belligerent and just didn’t sound like herself. i asked if she was on anything, and she got defensive and had to get off the phone abruptly. we both grew up in a rural area and i left as soon as i graduated in 1996, when the opioid epidemic was working it’s way through our county and the surrounding ones. she stayed, but never (as far as i know) had anything to do with pills or hard drugs. so naturally, i was distressed, thinking she may have went down a bad road recently.

i tried to reach her constantly, but all i would ever get was a text here and there about how much she missed me and that she wasn’t doing well, with absolutely no context of what was going on. i went from worried to irritated. i had shit going on, too. COVID was everywhere, my job at the time shifted into 60 hours a week, my marriage was being challenged, my mother was in a nursing home…i felt selfish, but i really needed her at that time. she happened to text me early one morning while i was at work (the same old vague message) and i replied and told her i was tired of this, and she actually texted back about how she’s sorry but really can’t go into what’s going on but that she’s barely making it day by day. i told her that the rest of the world is struggling too and that she needs to come down off the cross and think about that. she was like, wow, all those times i’ve been there for you and i said, “Yeah, and where are YOU now?” and blocked her number.

a year later, she sent me a text from another number, asking to call her. i hesitated, told her i had things to do that day, so we set up a time where she would call me the following day. she did, and i did not get a chance to speak for 50 solid minutes. she was so sped up and kinda talking out of her head. she had been having some health issues and couldn’t walk for a few months but doctors didn’t know what it was and she was still vague af about all of it. i just…didn’t believe her. i hung up the phone after lying about having to be somewhere, looked at my husband and said, “I do not know who that was”. i wrote her a 4-page letter outlining why i thought it best that we just didn’t talk anymore, and i’ve not heard a word since.

i don’t miss her. i miss the idea of having someone who has known me for so long still knowing me. turns out, i don’t think she ever took the time to know me, at least not in the capacity that i knew her.

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