Kiwanas Club of Kauai (and Maui) are running a sham talent show they call Shower of Stars Talent Competition. They charge a non refunded fee to enter. Which, in and of itself is a somewhat reasonable fee to process the application...you know, like writing the name down on a list. Ten Dollars a name - that's reasonable right? No of course it isn't, but they are in the business of making money - oh, sorry, no that's not it, they are in the business of giving away money. I guess it's other people's money. Like the entry fee. They collect it from everyone then only pick half a dozen to compete, and then only give out prizes to 3.
That might all seem reasonable IF the people they actually chose HAD TALENT. Listen to this - it is one of the rules - if you get into the main competition you will be issued tickets for you to sell. It is not a requirement for you to sell tickets, but for every ticket you sell, you will receive 1/2 point added to your score with a maximum of 20 points.
Is selling tickets a talent? Well who knows. After all, Karaoke is a talent, as well as twirling hula hoops. Originality is mentioned as one of the judging points. Those are both original, right? I mean, just because someone wrote lyrics and music and performed perfectly, why should that matter, I mean, after all, not many people can hula hoop - right?
That idiot at Shower of Stars. I called him and told him that the competition was a sham this year - worse than last year. The guy asked me what I wanted him to do about it. I said other than maybe get his hearing aid fixed, he could send me my money back. Then he gave me a big bull shit line about how its non refundable, and its not based on ticket sales, etc. I said OK, fine, I'll pass the word along - he's from Maui, they think they are hot shit over there anyhow.
Well, next day I got refund in the mail. Nice of him...
You know, if there is ONE thing I can't stand, I absolutely can NOT stand, its a refund with a LECTURE.
And I bet his wife did it. It is 3 pages of rules with arrows, underlines and CAPS saying TAKE NOTE. How crass. If you are going to issue a refund, just send it, and if you want to show you mean well - say Sorry for the misunderstanding. Moron!
What ARE Kiwanas anyhow? They sound like those stupid little birds that walk up to my cat's bowl while she is sitting there and she eats them for snack.....there is a reason some species are endangered or extinct....
You fool!
Tell me lies
slap me on the face
just improvise
do something
really clever
that'll make me hate
your name forever
Shakira
On my Shit List:
1.Peoplefinder.com
2.Kiwanas Shower of Stars
3.Debbie Lindsey (bitch forever!)
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Well, I'm not a stay at home mom. That's not the right words. I'll just say I'm done working.
Besides, my youngest child is a teenager now. I remember when I was pregnant with her, definitely not looking like I was in my twenties, possibly looking like in my late thirties, and working as a waitress, the only kind of job a haole can get in Hawaii, and giving dirty looks and waving the menu at people who were smoking (before the smoking ban) and 8 months pregnant with what turned out to be a nine pound baby girl, having a difficult time carrying those plates more than one at a time, and having some not so bright tourist (most are not that bright to begin with anyhow, or they wouldn't come to this rainy island) ask me a stupid question like "is this your first baby?" Uh, lady, I'm 42 years old, no, this is not my first baby, this is my LAST baby!
And the Friday before Christmas was my last day at work, and I remember walking out of there and barely able to get behind the steering wheel of my car, thinking to myself, "I'm done working". And that's it. I started when I was 16, I wrapped presents in a major department store. I worked all those years, I answered dispatch phones for the CHP, for a couple decades, listening to every single person who was screaming at me either because they crashed their car, or it was missing. And then I moved to Hawaii and became a waitress. Everyone should have to be a waitress sometime in their life. It requires basic common sense, legs that look good in short shorts, and the ability to balance plates. I did that for 5 1/2 years, and at 8 1/2 months pregnant, I said, "you know, I'm done working now".
Besides, my youngest child is a teenager now. I remember when I was pregnant with her, definitely not looking like I was in my twenties, possibly looking like in my late thirties, and working as a waitress, the only kind of job a haole can get in Hawaii, and giving dirty looks and waving the menu at people who were smoking (before the smoking ban) and 8 months pregnant with what turned out to be a nine pound baby girl, having a difficult time carrying those plates more than one at a time, and having some not so bright tourist (most are not that bright to begin with anyhow, or they wouldn't come to this rainy island) ask me a stupid question like "is this your first baby?" Uh, lady, I'm 42 years old, no, this is not my first baby, this is my LAST baby!
And the Friday before Christmas was my last day at work, and I remember walking out of there and barely able to get behind the steering wheel of my car, thinking to myself, "I'm done working". And that's it. I started when I was 16, I wrapped presents in a major department store. I worked all those years, I answered dispatch phones for the CHP, for a couple decades, listening to every single person who was screaming at me either because they crashed their car, or it was missing. And then I moved to Hawaii and became a waitress. Everyone should have to be a waitress sometime in their life. It requires basic common sense, legs that look good in short shorts, and the ability to balance plates. I did that for 5 1/2 years, and at 8 1/2 months pregnant, I said, "you know, I'm done working now".
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- hulamama
- I do yoga to keep from shrinking and from losing my mind. I don't say "Om", and I usually listen to morning music.
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