Life happens. The last few months I have been more emotionally up and down than I have been for years – well since my last job anyway. I have been ecstatically happy, noisy (attributed to being happy – otherwise quiet), cheeky, playful and generally having a laugh. I have been sad, annoying to others, not listened to and frustrated, quicker to react and incredibly lonely – all at the same time.
Today is a classic example of one of those days – got to work to a load of jobs to keep me busy, went to a funeral, attended a course hippies would be proud of, ate in a restaurant with the poorest service I have ever seen and faced a ride home with the monster from hell who thought today was a good day to ensure I experienced every possible emotion by stirring my rage!
So getting to the significant things of the day – the backspace on my office keyboard has stopped working! I think my boss sabotaged it. More importantly though I had the funeral of my great uncle. Such a shame, really lovely guy, heart of gold and will be a great loss. I have so many fond memories as a kid spending my summers with him, causing havoc, teasing his dogs, drawing on the carpet and being a little pain in the arse generally. No real change there. Incredibly sad, also went to my grand parents grave in the same cemetery and took them some lovely flowers. I shed a few tears, said goodbye to my Mum and Dad then back to the office.
Training course – well it could cure my insomnia as I learnt the art of meditation and self hypnosis. If I had remembered to put flowers in my hair this morning and got stoned before getting into the office I may have fitted in better! I now know what I want from my life, what is really important to me, what I need to do to get there and if all else fails I can hypnotise myself to go to sleep and forget all about it!
The restaurant – we were served by the grumpiest, most arrogant monotone Neanderthal I have ever had the pleasure to encounter. He puts the teenager ‘Kevin’ to shame; dragging his knuckles on the floor, mumbling and couldn’t for the life of him crack a smile nor be polite. Yes I would love you to bang my drink on the table, I would love you take hours to deliver my meal, I would love you to look like death especially after the day I have had and more than anything I would love you to ask when you bring the bill whether we would like to add a tip onto the card – are you having a laugh?!! Sorry blokey but if you hate serving customers that much, get another career…plenty of other McJobs out there!
Then came the ride home – I am normally pretty calm as you can well assume reading this and I do it by internalising my emotions, well I reckon anyway. Some days I just live the being vocal value more than others! My husband is one of the very few people that really knows me, so of course receiving such excellent service in a restaurant is something he knows I will have a little trouble tolerating. Being the little sod that he is, it is perfect ammo to stir me up when all I need is a bit of silence! What better way though than to listen to an irritating song really loudly, whilst he beeps in my ear, ruffles my hair, squeezes my leg, takes the piss at how angry I am getting then drives like an idiot making me even angrier at his lack of consideration to the human life and more so my car!! But, remembering today’s training course: “I am aware of the noise”, “I am thinking positive thoughts”, “I am aware of the noise”... now “sleep”!
