Sunday, September 09, 2007
Big Cheese - and other mutterings.
Finally! Taken me bloody ages to get this window open so I can post. Bloody lap tops packed up - I was told that when an exam is imminent (as it is) that the computer packs up (which it has) so I am on my sons machine and it seems to be sulking with me.
I have had such a shitty day! I am half way through a glass of bubbly so please excuse me if I rant but I have had the crappiest crap rubbish day ever.
Had a rubbish day yesterday too. I went to a 30th Birthday party which was a 'kids party' - pirate hats, bouncy castle, treasure hunt, pass the parcel and a magician. "Oh Vixen - don't be so churlish" I hear you cry "It sound great fun" .....well it would have been had there been any bloody alcohol! This really was a kids party with pop and stuff. It was rubbish - totally tedious! I did have a go on the bouncy castle, that I will admit, but the barrage of photographers that suddenly appeared put me off somewhat - bloody dirty old men! So that was enough for me, treasure hunt - boring. Pass the parcel - horrendous (why do people think its ok to stop the music "so the children can win") - err excuse me?!? What about preparing said children for the reality of life - ie you don't get any favours and no one ever gives you something for nothing. The magician was crap - and if it had not been for the curry sneakily planned for just after I would have cheerfully hoisted myself into the tree and become a human pinata (no idea how you spell it) and suffered a brutal death - which was preferable to the party.
That was yesterday - today I told my 'very poor and parental' supervisor as opposed to my 'fabulously cool and living in the real world other supervisor' that I was no longer going to attend her group. That it was too far to travel, and I had not been particularly impressed by what happened in the group last time. I employed wonderful manners, was decorum itself and foolishly expected some kind of respectful attitude in return. Oh noooo, no no no. She burst into tears and launched into a tirade about my inadequacy and reluctance to process things properly. Errr, actually its just too far to travel ... but nooo that was not enough. Instead I was given the third degree and invited to feel like a naughty, wicked very bad, petulant, terribly offensive little girl. Well screw you lady - get over yourself! Sometimes you have to just cut your losses - everyone cannot feel good all of the time, and there is no way I am going back there so she can make herself feel better. She is going to just have to swivel on it.
So there you are, that's my offering - as for the Big Cheese reference, I am going to go through my blog roll and ascribe you all a cheese. I thought about it in the bath and how cheese can sum up a personality. OK, so I am slightly strange but that's why you love me eh?