When I was little my mother used to sing me all sorts of crazy songs about jelly on my belly and watermelons on graves. One of her favorites went like this: (which I should point out was song TO me, not AT me):
“Fatty Fatty 2 x 4/Couldn’t fit through the bathroom door/So she did it on the floor/Picked it up and did some more.”
Gross. And again, it was a song that we sang together and even though I was a very hefty kid (my momma had to blow dry my leg fat rolls after a bath when I was, like, 1), it was never sang to be mean.
However, it looks like my mother needs to take her song down south.
Four of the top 5 most obese states were in the southeast. Too much friend food? Maybe.
I think anyone who reads my blog regularly can figure out why I’ve included this list. It’s just another reason for me to move to Colorado – the skinniest state for the past 10 years.
My Maryland did better than I expected. It’s spot at number 26 kind of makes sense when you think about it though. No one really knows what Maryland is. Is it a southern state? It is if you live in the north. Is it a northern state? It is if you live in the south. DO we talk fast or slow? Either way, we have no accent. We’re below the Mason Dixon Line, but we never seceded from the union. We’re little America with mountains, farm land, city life, and beaches. So it’s kind of expected that we fall right in the middle of the fat states and the skinny states – both in this list and geographically.
Do you live in America’s Fattest State? Nope. And soon I will be in the skinniest.
This is obviously not a Spirit plane. There are way too many smiles.
Last week I found out about yet another bad experience with Spirit Airlines.
I’ve had a few friends who booked flights through Spirit for vacations and were appalled by the amount of fees that were tacked on when they go to the airport. I’m rolling my eyes just thinking about it.
The most notable bad experience was when my dad was trying to get to my sister who was sick in a Colorado hospital. It was Spirit’s fault that my dad missed his connecting flight and the airline wouldn’t put him on another flight until 9pm the following day – news that made my blue-collar, proud father all but fall to his knees and start crying. After several hours, phone calls from my end and begging on his end, we finally got Spirit to switch his flight to an earlier one on a different airline.
Shortly after finding out about the latest bad experience with Spirit, I came across this article – Ben Baldanza, Spirit’s CEO defending his business model. If you have to defend your business model to your customers, you’re not doing something right. Here’s Mr. Baldanza vacuuming his own office to save money and getting rid of toll-free numbers so that he doesn’t have to spend his own money and all of the costs are on the customers’ end.
And people wonder why Spirit is one of the lowest rated airlines…
Here’s the thing: You can book flights through travel sites like Expedia but you don’t get any warning about Spirit’s “extra” fees – like a carry-on bag, which is not Expedia’s fault. Sure, they look cheap on-line, but they are ridiculously expensive if you don’t know about the fees before you get to the airport.
“Thanks for ripping me off” is probably a common thought at the Spirit counter.
Maybe if Spirit made it more publicly known that they charge extra for common services (like leg room) then they wouldn’t find themselves ranked lowest for customer service (which Spirit believes is great) and the rest of the categories in Consumer Report’s rankings.
And – just maybe – Stingy Ben wouldn’t have to spend so much time defending himself.
The Washington Post was sold to the Amazon founder for a hefty sum of money just a couple of days ago.
This led to an interesting family brainstorming session of what would happen if the Washington Post and other newspapers went completely digital. I apologize in advance for my family’s slight insensitivities:
- There would be nothing to eat crabs off of.
- There would be no cage liners for hamsters and rabbits.
- There would be nothing with which to house train dogs.
- Homeless people would have no blankets.
- Fires would be harder to start.
- There would be nothing to stuff in your wet cleats to help them dry quicker.
- Nothing to wrap fish in at fish markets
I am patiently waiting for the day when I can move to Colorado (or as we Marylanders say, “Col-a-rado).
Many people would like to know why I am so desperate to move to the snowy land of mountains. Well, recent studies have revealed that Colorado is home to some of the happiest and friendliest cities in the nation. Colorado has 4 of the top 14 happiest cities in the United States which is beat only by California which has 7 of the top 14. I blame that on the fact that there are many miles of sunshine and beach whereas the beauty of Colorado is concentrated to the habitable areas near the mountains.
The only thing keeping me here (granted it’s a big one) is family and friends, but you all are welcome to visit me any time.
Having been born and raised in Maryland, there are many things that I do that are characteristically “Marylander” things to do – pick a crab, sprinkle Old Bay on everything, laugh at Maryland Crab Cake imitators. I also take for granted the fact that I can confidently pronounce words like Bowie, Pocomoke, and Havre de Grace. It’s no big deal, really.
That’s not how others see it though.
In my many adventures as an office manager, I have spoken to many people who are not from Maryland and get tripped up by the word Patuxent (which looks self-explanatory to me – Pa-tux-ent) or Potomac (another one that explains its own pronunciation). Although others’ mispronunciation is confusing to me, I can accept them and move on easily.
Today, however, the English-speaking phone attendant referred to Ellicott City as “Etiquette City.” I’ve heard this word many different ways but WHAT HAPPENED TO THE L’s?? She also butchered the word Annapolis. I get that this word can be tricky, but it is the state capital. I think it’s important to learn those. Even if you don’t have them memorized, shouldn’t we – as US citizens – be at least familiar with all 50 capitals?
I’m not sure that I can forgive this one. Even this blue crab is saying “whaaaaaaat.”