Category Archives: Things That Piss Us Off

Diva Rambling: Gossip Cures…

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I truly am on a kick to be a better Cronista!  However this morning I woke up and wanted to kick something.  Then I hugged my puppy who had been up all night chewing up the house and I felt better.  Then the day started ;~)  I wanted to rant about all the disorganized, non-visionary, unsympathetic, slanderous cows around me….STOP!!! RESET!!! Now I am at work and needing the tips below…Love to all….Namaste, The Queen Cronista

6 Steps to Recover From a Gossip Addiction

Here are some tips by Sarah Wilkins for monitoring and controlling your tendency to talk negatively about others.

1. Pick a gossip buddy.

One spiritual teacher suggests that you confine your gossiping to one or two people, perhaps your best friend, spouse, or significant other. If you have a designated gossip buddy, it’s much easier to practice restraint with the other people in your life. Choose someone who can keep secrets and who will support you in your desire to be more conscious of what you say.

2. Catch yourself.

Learn to notice when you’re about to make a snarky remark, and stop yourself before you do. If one slips out, apologize.

3. Notice the aftertaste.

Become aware of what it feels like after you gossip. It will be different for everyone, but for me the aftertaste of gossip feels like anxiety (tight shoulders, tight stomach) and what I can only describe as a worried, slightly sinking feeling that comes from sensing I might have said something I’ll regret. Note where you feel the tension in your own body the next time you engage in a gossip fest.

4. Just say no.

Turn down invitations to pick others apart. Try changing the subject when a friend wants to have a bad-mouthing session. Ask them (tactfully) to talk about something else, and tell them that you’re trying to break yourself of the negative gossip habit. You’ll find that many people will actually thank you.

5. Don’t rush to judgment.

When someone confides a piece of gossipy information about someone else, question it. Check the source. Don’t believe something unless you have clear proof—and the fact that a whole lot of people are saying something does not constitute clear proof.

6. Try a one-day gossip fast.

Decide that for one whole day you won’t talk about other people. Then, notice when that’s especially difficult. Observe what feelings prompt you to share news about someone or repeat something you’ve heard. Does your desire to gossip come from a feeling of emptiness or boredom? Does it come from a desire for intimacy with the person you’re talking to? What happens inside you when you deny the urge? How do you feel when you’ve gone through a whole conversation without once saying, Have you heard?

Sally Kempton is an internationally recognized teacher of meditationand yogic philosophy and the author of Meditation for the Heart of It.

https://www.yogajournal.com/yoga-101/6-ways-to-stop-yourself-from-gossiping-and-why-it-matters

Today’s Thought: Over-entitlement….

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I was at the breakfast hole this morning with my favorite fast food manager in the world.  She runs a tight ship and is gloriously a joy!  I call her one of my AngelGirls!  She and I were reflecting on how after decades in corporate America we have seen people become insensitive, over entitled, and just lacking in manners and common courtesy.  She says people come in and order a one dollar item and berate the staff like they are entitled. I’d probably dump hot coffee on them or something.  But not AngelGirl, she waits on these dweebs as if they were actually human beings.  I have lessons to learn from her!  

She makes each day that I go in a wonderful way to start the day.  We should all learn from her, in fact.  This grumpy crone actually loves people….(don’t tell anyone), but I draw the line at rude, manner-less, idiots.  

Yesterday I was leaving the wholesale super store with my sister…each with a huge cart full.  A manner-less, dweeb (you cannot imagine how much I want to cuss on this one) jumped between our overloaded carts and attempted to push past us in a hurry, with his 2 loaves of bread.  He pushed by me and I accidentally hit his heel.  He turned to me and said I needed to get my glasses checked.  The fire breathing dragon from middle Earth erupted and I went off like a bottle rocket.  

“What has happened to manners in the South” I screamed.  Rude old men deserve to get hit when they are not gentlemanly enough to let two women, pushing heavy baskets, leave a premises.  He began to curse back.  I told him to get out of my face or I’d hurt him worse the next hit.  My sister now red and embarrassed. What I really wanted to say was…” Unless you are taking those 2 loaves of bread to Jesus to feed the starving masses there is no excuse for your disgusting behavior”.  But I refrained realizing I’d let my disgust for the over-entitled masses make me as rude as they are. Although I felt truly justified in doing so with this old fart.  Courtesy people!  Respect! I still believe in good manners.  

However, as a time worn crone, I set proper boundaries, and take no shit! Someone still has to take a stand for those wonderful men who stand when we enter a room, open the door for anyone, and care for their families and loved one with gallantry. My tribute to those few of you who remain gentlemen in spite of the chaos of the world.  We love you best.  Is It Just Me? 

Crone No. 1’s Website….BEAUTIFUL….www.theturquoisechick.com
Albuquerque, New Mexico

 

 

Diva Rant-I’m Over It!!!!

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I’m over all the neigh Sayers, the overly politically correct “crapists” who rain on everyone’s daily parade by stomping their feet and pounding their gorilla chests in protest of everything and acting like out of control, petulant children.  Narrow minded Nazis who want everything their way or else.  

Get over your bad selves.  Start doing some real activist work by putting love and better vibration out in our Universe.  Seriously…..breathe, read from the Dali Lama or Buddha. Use some enlightened masters to guide your thoughts…and first and foremost Get a Damn Job!….Grow up and contribute to the world and volunteer where it counts…do something besides whine, complain and riot! I don’t get it?  What am I missing?

For those of you who can relate to this Rant, thank you for being you and doing your parts. I stand in awe and respect.  

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Musing- Get Over It……

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I see our world in such chaos and grown adults acting like petulant children stomping their feet.  I don’t know about you but if I’d acted that way my parents would have given me a good head thumping or as they say in our neck of the wood…a good Kentucky butt whipping out on the back forty.

If one is a supportive responsible member of society, one gets up each day and does the job before them.  If you need a job, then the job is updating your resume and seeking a job. It is NOT stomping your foot like Rumpelstiltskin until you go through the floor with shin splints. Seriously,  what am I missing?  

I was in a near fatal accident once on a Friday afternoon.  I completely scalped my head and was in trauma care for hours flat-lining twice.   I was egg plant colored from collar bone to ankles but went to work on Monday as if nothing had happened.  I hate pussy, whining drones. Seriously, I’m so sick of lining in a whining, over entitled society.  Our grandparents are turning over in their graves along with the men, women who have died for this great land and our freedom, as well as the founding fathers.

Get a grip, Get a life, Get a job, Get grateful for this beautiful world and shut up if you can’t.

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Rant: Rules of the Road

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I was on my way to work this morning and stopped at the usual 4-Way Stop.  I was about 8 cars back in my lane.  All the vehicles were headed in the opposite direction from me.  As I sat observing 3 our of 4 drivers had cell phones to their ears.

What part of ...you’re worse than a drunk driver ….don’t you understand?!!!  Yesterday at that location a small unparented child headed toward the road.  Not one of the people on a cell phone would have seen her.  

Please people, isn’t there enough chaos in the world without you running around with carefree abandon on a public roadway and endangering lives…including your own I might add.  The rules of defensive driving say we are responsible to see that we drive safely so that every other driver ends up at their respective destinations safe as well.

Be the light!

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Rant-Mean Spirited People!

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I just made the rounds to pay  my  utility bills.   The young lady I often chat with was frustrated and upset.  One customer, who comes in monthly complaining, had just left.  He rants about his bill and talks about her company being Satanic.  People, the person at that desk has no control over the corporate greed that spews out your bill each month.  She is there to help you, and take the money you owe for purchasing that product.  If you don’t like it go somewhere else.  What’s wrong with our world these days? Quit waking up invested in being incensed about everything, and trying to drag the rest of the world into your cesspool with you.  

Bless her heart, she is sweet and helpful always.  Her neck was in knots and her usual cheerful disposition was in the toilet.   I tried to console her but her muscles were so tensed up she could hardly hold her head straight.  Shame on you poopie customer!

So, the rule of the Universe is we must send love and light to both of them….like it or not!  It’s easy to send the sweet, helpful customer service person love and light.  However, for me at least, I want to send the poopie customer, daggers and a one way ticket to hell!  But wisdom dictates that is not the right thing to do (doggone it).  So we love our neighbors…all of them… and put healing light into the Universe, for the young lady’s neck, and the poopie customers stank behavior.  And so it is.

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Rant-Inconsiderate People

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Today I was having breakfast at my usual local. There was one waitress on board trying to get two take out orders ready.  One was for 200 people and another for 500 people.  And there was a group of 200 coming in later in the morning.  She busted her chops preparing the bags and coffee containers.  Helped the man carry them to their vehicles and they did not leave her one cent in tip!!!!!!!!!!!!! He got into his big automobile, in his smarmy suit, and left.  

Seriously people! Are we so wrapped in our ….”it’s all about me world”….that we cannot appreciate the people who make the world turn?  These people get nothing in a living wage.  They depend solely on our hearts and generosity.  This person greets every soul with a smile and cup of coffee no matter how bad her day is going. Until we start behaving, once again, with courtesy, manners, and heart for those we meet, and who make our world keep turning, we will continue  the dive we are taking to a third world country.  

Be kind to those you encounter each day. Those people who work hard to make your day better so you will tip them and they can take care of that child who needs new shoes, or pay their rent, or buy groceries for a family that lives on the edge of survival.  Do it because it feels so good to give without expectation. Do it because it will come back 10 fold.  Do it because it is the right thing to do. 

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Ramblings- Frustration

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frus·tra·tion;  frəˈstrāSH(ə)n/;   noun

  1. the feeling of being upset or annoyed, especially because of inability to change or achieve something.

    “I sometimes feel like screaming with frustration

    an event or circumstance that causes one to have a feeling of frustration.

I’ve always said I can only piss in the wind so  much before I have to go shower.  Ever feel like someone put your tire on spin and  threw away the key?  After months and months of beating ones head against a brick wall the only answer seems to accept or walk away.  

This is a tough one! You want to be there for people who have no respect for your loyalty or personal attempts to make their lives better.  Not a personal affront; just nothing personal at all.  You go on each day accomplishing nothing while repeatedly begging the persons to get you what you must have from them in order to do the job at hand.  Result?  No Result ever.  

Take a deep breath, leave for the day.  Get in a quiet place, meditate.  I think I’ll take my own advice and do that .  TGIF!

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista

Diva Rant-Carelessness

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On my morning back from the ole’ watering hole I must go through a mall parking lot and superstore parking lot each day.  At 7 A.M. in the morning the traffic is light (remember I am in rural Appalachia).  Yet, I almost get struck daily by the big 4 wheel drive trucks (sporting the token handicap decal). So tall no physically challenged person could get into it.  They are always speeding about 35-40 miles an hour chatting with bubba or on the phone so no other humans exist.

They take no concern of the fact that a child might be running loose from a stoned martian parent, or an elderly person may walk out between rows and be unable to jump out of the way.  This should be a sign to us to be more aware of our world around us.  We can be the change.  We can choose to raise our awareness and be more compassionate to others on land as we drive.  It’s hard but if we change ourselves the world around us changes with us….”As a man thinketh…so it is”…

Namaste,

The Queen Cronista