Worst Jobs in the World

My boss and I were talking about horrible jobs this morning,and then my bestie,L,and I chatted about her crappy job and how much she would love to stick the job up her boss' ass,and just quit.But like everyone,she really needs the money,so she just has to stick it out.Either way,she has a pretty cushy job,as do I.Boring,but cushy.No real complaints from my side about my job,except for the previously mentioned office-bitch.

But how we got to the horrible jobs subject is kind of gross.My boss was at the garage last night,because the funeral director from a neighbouring towns' vehicle broke down,and he had to bring it into the garage so the mechanics could repare it today.So while my boss and the funeral director were waiting for the fd's son to come and get him,my boss discovered that the fd had a dead body in the back of his vehicle.This was a woman who had died yesterday afternoon of natural causes,and he was on his way to take her to his funeral home to get her ready for her funeral.Obviously my boss was a bit grossed out by this.When the fd's son arrived,they asked my boss to help move the body,seeing as she was dead weight now (so to speak) and was extra heavy.He kindly refused (as I would have done too).She was only wrapped in a duvet and tied with ropes (God knows why).

After this 'ordeal',my boss told me he started asking the fd some questions about his job.The fd told him he was having so much trouble with a certain customer.This woman's son committed suicide in January 2008,by shooting himself in the head.She is now refusing to pay him his money,because she feels that he didn't do a good enough job repairing her sons' eyes.She feels it's not the same colour as before.Well,OBVIOUSLY!He shot himself in the head!

This gross little story got me thinking that out of all the gross,horrific jobs in the world,working with dead people (or animals for that matter) would be my idea of the worst job ever.The idea of having to put human parts together again,going to accident sites and recovering the different body pieces,all these things make me want to puke up my lunch.

I have major respect for funeral directors,coroners,doctors,vets,etc.They all do a job that most of us are just not cut out for,either emotionally,physically or both.

It's a terrible Tuesday,a.k.a. worthless post

Everything at work is irritating me these days,and I hate it!It's not like I don't enjoy my job,I do,and I LOVE my bosses,they're really great.But this superbitch I work with,is really getting to me,again.

But I'll spare you another rant about her.Something else is weirding me out and causing me irritation during daytime.I have a phone stalker.Or at least I think I do.Some asshole is calling me at night,sometimes at ungodly hours like 2am or 4am,with a private number,waking me up every time.And once I'm awake its virtually impossible for me to get to sleep again within about an hour.So my sleep is completely wrecked.I've put my cellphone (which I use as alarm in the morning as well) on silent,but I don't really want to do that,because what if my mom or someone I love has some sort of emergency,and I don't pick up because of this asshole?

Also,I'm still getting ready for our big end-of-year stocktake this weekend,and the idea of working on Friday night,and on Saturday,when Sunday is my birthday,is really getting to me.I don't understand why though,but it is.I just want to get it over with and let it be the 27th so that I can go away with JC for the weekend.That is,honest to God,the only thought that is keeping me sane right now.Because my overactively insane brain is thinking up a lot of crap and making me even more irritated.

I am weird.I wish I could just stop thinking some times,because its going to get me in a lot of unneeded crap someday.

Something I forgot to mention

{WARNING: Could upset die hard romantics}



Before anyone says I'm only saying this because I'm some kind of bitter,lonely spinster,I am living with the man I believe to be my soulmate,who I love more than anything,and who is a constant reminder to me what true love feels like.

However,I hate Valentine's Day.With a passion that I just wish I could have for exercise.This day of days irritates the living crap out of me,purely because of the fact that advertisers make it seem as if your relationship is nothing (and definitely not loving and romantic) if you are not taken to the most expensive restaurant,given a very big piece of (preferably diamond) jewellery,treated to breakfast in bed or given the biggest,sunblocking bouquet of flowers know to man.

I'm really sorry if I offend anyone out there who feels this day is the symbol for all that is beautiful and pure,but to me,lots of pink and red hearts and candies are not a sign of a loving relationship or of being loved by someone.And I also hate the fact that this day is used to make people who are unlucky (or IMHO,mostly lucky) not to have a significant other on this sucky day,feel like there is something wrong with them for not having someone,and that they are nothing until they have someone to share meaningless pink heart-filled cards with.

I much prefer today,Friday the 13th,and am going to spend the whole night playing with my black cat underneath a ladder,with a piece of broken mirror.Just to keep things interesting.And hopefully,after being fully medicated for this flu,sleep through the whole sordid ordeal that is called Valentine's Day.

Finally Friday!

I shouldn't complain,because this week seriously flew by!The weeks really just blend into each other at the moment,but again,I shouldn't complain,because I really want to have the summer over.This heat is making me sick.Literally.

{Random thoughts on this lovely Friday the 13th}

~ From last night I'm sick as a dog.My head nearly burst (at least it felt that way),my throat hurts like hell,and my body aches like I've been Chris Browned.

~ My best friend is not in a good place right now,and I feel really helpless,because being so far apart,I can't really do anything for her.

~ Some stray cats are invading our apartment during the day (while we're at work) and eating my Maya's catfood.I don't know how to stop this,and I can't close up the whole place,otherwise she would have to stay inside the whole time,and she would wreck the place if we did that.

~ I've got to help my sis make her wedding invitations tomorrow (we have decided,in order to save money,to make them ourselves).But feeling the way I do now,I'm seriously not in the mood,at all.

~ I still haven't cleaned our apartment after the horrible winds of the past week,and everything is still covered in dust,and I sure as hell am not going to clean it this weekend.I think I'm just going to stay in bed the entire time,that way I don't have to walk in or touch the dirt.

~ I am about ready to kill the woman I work with.Like I mentioned,I am not feeling well,and she is just pissing me off even more,because I am having to act as her bloody personal assistant.I'm constantly taking messages for her and doing her job,because she is either not here,or is chatting with someone on the phone.She,honest to God,sometimes spends more than half an hour on the phone with her husband or friends.And this while she's supposed to be the receptionist.I know I've talked about this a lot,but it just keeps pissing me off!

~ If there's one thing I hate more than summer,it's being ill in summer.As if the fever I have isn't warm enough,it has to be astronomically hot outside as well.And there is no place to hide from the heat.Aircons just don't seem to always do the trick,and besides,we don't have aircons everywhere we go,so anytime you leave the house,you are assaulted with extreme heat.I hate it!

Well,that's about enough complaining for now.Until I can think of some more stuff I'm unhappy about.

I hate money

My best friend L and I have been chatting the whole week on Facebook,and there has been a very distinct theme to most of the conversations.Money,or the lack thereof,to be more exact.It basically goes something like this:

L: Ugh,I am so broke,and I still have to do this and this,and it's gona cost a shitload of money.

Me: Ugh,I am so broke,I really wanted to do this and this,but everything costs a shitload of money.

So yeah,not very entertaining,but very true.I am so tired of having to be content with the cheapest of everything,and the very minimum of everything.I know,in my rational mind,that there are plenty,plenty of people in this world that are way worse off than I am at the moment,but in my emotional,overly dramatic mind,I am like a little child throwing a tantrum,because I can't get what I want.

I know money is needed to survive,to buy food,clothes,living space,whatever,but that doesn't stop me from TOTALLY hating it.If I had a choice,I would be living up in the mountains in some little wooden cabin,surviving off of what nature provides me,because I am sick and tired of worrying every month about a few pieces of dumbass paper,that I've basically 'spent',even before I've gotten paid.Because month after month,my budget is so completely stretched tight and to the limit,that by the time I get my salary,most everything is spent on the very first day already.That is actually the part that really busts my nuts (if I actually had any),let's make it my metaphorical nuts,because after that,I know that for the rest of the month,I will have to live like a complete recluse,because there won't be money to go out,take out some movies,go visit friends,have a little get-together,have some take-out,nothing.

Like I said,I know I'm much better off than lots of other people,I'm not starving and I still have a place to live and work,but honestly,its really hard to think of the positives,when the negatives are all that consume my mind.

Ok,my money-rant is officially over...at least until the next time I feel the pressure building up.So I'll probably be ranting again next month.

My First Award!

The absolutely stunning (and jealousy-enducing) LoveMaegan has done me the honor of giving me my very first blogging award.



I have a bunch of great blogs that I follow each and every day,and these are the ones I just have to give an award to:

~ Itchy Feet by Sofi
~ Snickerdoodle Champagne
~ Lazy Girls' World
~ Creative Kerfuffle
~ Daisy

You guys RULE!

My idea of Paradise

Good/Bad

{Good}

- It's Thursday,so it's nearly Friday,so it's nearly weekend.
- I've already had 3 sandwiches today,and am looking forward to making a very nice pasta dish tonight - still have to figure out what.
- I got a Valentines Card yesterday already.
- I've been reading the coolest blogs today,so the day went by pretty quickly.
- I'm going to buy myself something sweet and fattening on my way home after work.

{Bad}

- The Valentines Card I got was from my Aunt (very sweet,but still...not romantic.at.all)
- It's over 40 degrees celsius today,and that's the forecast for the rest of the weekend too,so I'll be stuck indoors,lest I get burned to a crisp.
- Maya (the kitten) is completely ignoring me and only sleeping with JC,on JC or anywhere in the vicinity of JC - very annoying (and makes me think why does all my cats hate me so?Do I smell funny or something?)
- The month has only just begun,and already I'm having to count cents in order to have enough for each week.Poorness sucks big time ass.
- An old school friend of mine is coming to visit this weekend (her parents still live here) and I am not looking forward to her particular brand of moaning and groaning about shit.I have enough crap of my own to think about,without her trying to turn it into some sort of competition of "my life sucks worse than yours does".I think that's a game where no one wins,am I right?

Sex,or the lack thereof

Listen,I know this might be a little TMI,but I have been feeling lately that my love and I aren't having enough sex.When we weren't living together,we only saw eachother weekends,and we would have sex at least 2 to 3 times during the course of the weekend.But now that we are living together,I'm lucky if we are having sex once a week.Its not that the sex is getting worse or anything.My boy is REALLY good in bed,and knows exactly how to please me,but that's just it...it's so good,I always want more!However,I have always been a strong supporter of quality over quantity.Still,I get worried something might be wrong between us,but then I think about it,and I realise our relationship has never been better.I think mostly its because we are tired from work during the week,especially JC,who has a very physical job,and so by the time we get to bed,we're both so tired,we hardly feel in the mood for being physical.

What do you guys think is 'enough' sex?

Strange Rituals

We all have strange little rituals we perform each day,things that we started doing one day,and just kept on doing it with such regularity that it ends up becoming a necessity to get through your day.This ritual can be anything,and I don't think I can even start to try and imagine all the weird an wacky rituals people have out there.

The one ritual that I have,that I find the strangest and some people might frown a little at,is checking the obituaries.Every day,no matter how busy I am,I always take time to look through the obituaries in the newspaper.It's not that I have some kind of morbid fascination with death or anything,I suppose it just came to be because my dad used to do it,and later on in his life,we would always do it together.I do tend to get sad when I look through the obituaries,because they make me think of my dads' one that we had in the newspaper two days after he died.And I remember all the feelings I felt at that time (and even now) when I read that,so whenever I see these words of love for a deceased loved one,I can just imagine the pain and loss these people are feeling.

You see all kinds of obituaries,for young people,old people,distinguished and poor people.But to be honest,for me the most heartwarming obituaries have to be the ones of deceased pets.More and more this has been appearing in the newspaper,and it just makes me feel so happy to know that there a still people out there that have so much love to give,that they even do this little ritual for their pets.

What is the strangest ritual you have?

I can be a bitch,but I love my pets

I can be a very bitchy person,sarcastic,pessimistic,and sullen.I don't even try to deny that anymore.But if there is one thing about me that is as certain as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west,I love my pets.All the pets from my past,the one I have now,and for sure the ones in my future.I love my pets with a strength that I rarely bestow on any humans (except for those very close to me).

Dogs and cats just have a certain kind of magic to them,that a lot of humans lack,and a lot of them certainly have better personalities than most humans.I have always had either a dog or cat,and can't imagine a home without either one.I get very emotionally attached and whenever a pet dies,I don't just get over it.I grieve as if it is a human family member I've lost.In school,after our cat (who was 15 yrs old when he died)died,I spent weeks combing over the Bible to see if I could find some kind of reference to whether or not animals' souls go to Heaven,because it broke my heart to think that I would never see him again.To this day I believe that all animals' souls do in fact go to Heaven,because they are pure,and devoid of evil.Whatever an animal does is for survival and out of instinct.Unlike humans.

So it should come as no surprise that I find the idea of memorialising your family pet in any way possible to be the best thing ever.I think people tend to underestimate the love some have for their pets,and make light of the death of a beloved pet.But this site proves that there are people who care.I think paying our last respects to man's best friends,is the least we can do for the love,respect,loyalty and entertainment they give us their whole lives.

Wednesday Weirdness

1.) Tell us something that to you is weird about your significant other. (If single, pick an ex) It can be a personality quirk, a hobby, a habit, a ritual etc but just make sure it's something you find odd about them.

There are plenty,for one thing,he obsessively cleans his ears (morning,noon and night),he eats everything with a knife and fork,he refuses to eat breakfast or lunch,as soon as he is awake in the morning he gets out of bed (not even a little bit of cuddling before having to get up,no sirree).Like I said,there are plenty.

2.) What are 3 songs that you find sexy?

'Fire' by Bruce Springsteen
'In my secret life' by Leonard Cohen
'Wild Horses' by The Sundays (because of that rollercoaster scene in the movie 'Fear' with Mark Wahlberg and Reese Witherspoon)

3.) After your partner goes down on you, do they have to brush their teeth/rinse with mouthwash before meeting your mouth again or do things just roll on?

My partner doesn't go down on me (my choice) but after I do that,I just kiss him full on the mouth.If he wants the pleasure,he just has to put up with it.

4.) Is it ever okay to go ass to mouth without cleaning in between? (Anal sex to oral sex. Licking the anus to kissing. Etc )

Well,for me,that just seems a little too dirty,so I would have to say clean that shit up inbetween.No pun intended.

5.) If you were going to give yourself a "Most Likely To..." award for this week, what would your title be?

"Freak out and yell at everybody for no particular reason"

6.) Do you read any self-help books? If so, which is your favorite? If not, why not?

No,I don't,I just read the awesome blogs I follow,because reading about the everyday good things (and sometimes bad things) other people do,helps me more than any self-help book.

7.) Do you prefer to buy porn, sex toys, lube and things of that nature in a store or discreetly online? Why?

I don't mind buying them in a store,because visiting a sex shop is major fun,especially when you do it with your partner.However,I do tend do be laughing most of the time.That is,until sexy times start back at home...

8.) List these things in order from what you find most sexy to least sexy: Money, Loyatly, Sense of humor, Intelligence, Kindness, Romantic, Open-mindedness, Kinky, Honesty.

Kindness
Honesty
Loyalty
Sense of humor
Intelligence
Romantic
Open-mindedness
Money
Kinky

*Questions courtesy of Wednesday Weirdness.

Damn Tuesday

I know the feeling.

Debbie Downer?No,more like Penny Pathetic

This is getting to be a real trend now.Me being depressed every Friday.Weekends are supposed to be fun!Not for me,I'm just feeling like there's this huge black cloud above my head,and no matter how much I try to stay positive,the week just works at my positivity like an axe,and by Friday I'm in such a state that my whole weekend is ruined.

I got my salary today,and was pleasantly surprised to see that I got a little bit of a raise.Now,in today's economic situation,that is a miracle in itself,but you know what?My raise is supposed to be R250.00,which isn't much,but is still a LOT better than nothing.But my happiness was short lived,when at the very end of my payslip,I saw the amount I would get out after my medical aid and everything was subtracted.My actual raise is only R30!Geez,I can't even buy 2 bottles of Coke with that!

After already feeling like a shithouse rat,this was just too much,and I burst out in tears...in my office...at 9 in the morning.I think my co-workers now think I'm crazy.

Well,their not wrong,I guess.

Just call me "The Handbag Whisperer"

I have to admit,I'm a bit of a nosy freak.I love to know stuff about people,but not really the big important stuff,that is just boring.

No,I like to know what kind of lipgloss you use,or what type of cellphone,or if you have a little makeup bag in your purse,do you keep or throw away your receipts?Stuff like that,because I personally believe that getting to truly know someone is in those small details.Because one can try to hide your personality,but you can't hide what you put in your bag.

Don't get me wrong,I don't go rummaging through random people's bags,but when I meet someone new,or even if I catch up with someone I've not seen for a while,I tend to notice what they take out and put in their bag.That gives me a sort of idea of what their up to,or what they are into at the moment.It can be very telling.You should try it sometime.

Very Superstitious!

I watched 'I,Robot' again last night,and the one thing that stuck with me all night and morning since then,was the song 'Superstition' by Stevie Wonder.I love that song,its just so old school cool,and makes me feel like going to a bar and play pool or something.Couldn't do that unfortunately,since it was Sunday night and I have to be up early in the morning.Damn grown up responsibilities.

The weekend was not good at all.And I mean,at all.JC and I fought basically the whole weekend,and not even about important things,but about the most stupid,insignificant little things.On Saturday morning,while the lifesaver (the cleaning lady) was fixing up our apartment,I decided to go visit my mom,so she suggested we go put some flowers on my dads' grave.We weren't even at the graveyard very long,but going there always makes me more upset than I realise,until something stupid triggers me later on,and then the tears sort of come by themselves.

Saturday evening my sister and her boyfriend came to have a few drinks with us,and it was kind of nice to just relax a bit,although I was quite tense the whole time because JC was in such a bad mood.But after they left,we started making out (probably the drinks talking) and while we were kissing,'Goodbye My Lover' by James Blunt started playing.This song is really emotional for me to listen to,don't know why,but I started crying,and just couldn't stop.JC was really concerned about why I couldn't stop crying,and we started talking the fights and everything.As usual,I had overreacted,but I think that he saw then how little it takes for me to feel threatened and sad.He tends to think that everyone is just as strong,emotionally,as he is.Unfortunately,I'm not,and small things can upset me so badly that I get really depressed over them.



But enough of all that really sad stuff,I'm hoping February (my birthday month) will be a much better month,and that I'll get some good prezzies (here's hoping!).Either way,after getting Superstition,the song,stuck in my mind,I started thinking about superstitions,and how strange some are.Even people who don't believe in the supernatural and strange things like that,most likely have some kind of superstition.

I have plenty,and these are some of the ones I believe:
*Knock wood (to keep something bad you said from coming true)
*To drop a fork means a man is coming to visit.
*To break a mirror means 7 years bad luck.
*It is bad luck to see an owl in the sunlight (I haven't seen many owls in my life,but every time I've seen one,someone I knew died soon after)
*If you leave a rocking chair rocking when empty, it invites evil spirits to come into your house to sit in the rocking chair (I hate rocking chairs,after seeing a horror movie when I was a kid,where the ghost would always sit in the rocking chair.So they creep me out to this day)
*Two people pull apart the dried breastbone of a chicken or turkey until it cracks and breaks, each one making a wish while doing so. The person who gets the long half of the wishbone will have his or her wish come true.



Some of the superstitions might sound really crazy,but it is also quite interesting to learn where they came from in the first place.

What superstitions do you have?

Fuck the Funk,bring the Funny

After talking a bit with my mom over lunch,as well as my best friends' little sister visiting me at work,and having a lovely convo with her,I do feel a little better.But not much.And you know the one thing that usually lifts my spirits right up?

LOL CATS!!!!!

And LOTS of them.











I hope everyone has a fun and safe weekend!Can't wait to read on Monday what you all did.

I feel very sorry for Barack Obama

WARNING: These are my personal thoughts,so if you don't agree,then we'll just have to agree to disagree.Thanks.

So,everybody and their grandmother has given their input on President Obama and the hope and change that he will bring to America during this difficult time of recession.How he will be a very welcome change to George Bush's presidency of the last 8 years.

Trust me,even though I live in South Africa,I would love nothing more than for America,the strongest nation on earth,to get back on it's feet,and once more be the land of milk and honey.Let's face it,if America's happy,then it's more than likely that the rest of the world (or at least the supporters of America) will also be happy.

This is why I hate to be the bearer of sort of bummer news.

Barack Obama is not a super hero.He is not a miracle worker.

He therefor cannot completely undo the mess that has been accumilated over the last 8 years.This poor man would have to be in a million different places at the same time to achieve such a feat.

Already people,even people who are supposedly Obama supporters (like Perez Hilton),are acting like he is not doing a good job so far and might not live up to expectations,and could be a disappointment.

News flash!This poor man has been set up to be a disappointment from the very start!He is never going to live up to the expectations that has been pushed onto him.Because people want things to be all good,all the time.And that is impossible,no matter who your president is.

Take South Africa for example.In 1994 we had our first democratic elections,and the legend Nelson Mandela became our president.People rejoiced and saw the dawning of a new era for our beautiful country.But in all honesty,nearly 15 years later,I feel we are not really any closer to the country that at that time,we had all dreamed we would be living in right now.There is still poverty,corruption,murder,rape,etc.

Just like us,America is down in the 'gutter',and the only way I can see either of our nations getting out of this 'gutter',is if the people stand together and work together to make a change.If the people help each other instead of trying to break each other down.

One man cannot change a nations' fate.Although I think Obama is the man for the job,because he is an amazing symbol of all that can be achieved through perseverence and hard work,and hopefully people will be inspired by that to such an extent that they will be forced into action.Positive action.

Viva the people of the world!We are the ones that can make a difference,so let's do it.

Some people say the coolest shit

I don't think I'm dumb.Not at all.I don't think I'm all that smart either.But at least I know left from right (well,most of the time),I know not to mix whites with colors when doing laundry,I know not to eat garlic or eggs before a big date and I know not to tell the truth when a friend asks me "Do I look fat in this?".So yeah,I consider myself pretty smart.

But it's I read quotes by really smart people,that I feel totally dumb,because they always say the smartest stuff,stuff that I'm sure I would not be able to think of,even if I sat and thought for days on end.

Here are some of my favorite quotes (and like Courtney said in Jawbreaker "Learn it,live it,love it" - the quotes that is - they are words one can live by).

“Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people.” (Don't men like to call women unreasonable?Well,here you have it - progress depends on being unreasonable)

“People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.” (I don't mind hearing other people's religious views,but don't force me to listen to them,because that will just make me dislike it,before I even know anything about it)

“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”

“People are very open-minded about new things - as long as they're exactly like the old ones.”

“There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating; people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing.” (I like to think I'm the former)

If you want to get some super cool quotes for your own blog,check out this site.

Meet Logan - he gives me hope

I don't know what it is,but I am totally all over the place,emotionally speaking,the last couple weeks.The smallest thing can make me a bleary,teary-eyed mess.And this video,which my SIL sent me this morning,was just the thing to set me off again.

No one at work have said anything about my teariness,but they might just be afraid that I'm on the brink of an emotional meltdown,and therefor don't really want to get in the line of fire. If this boy doesn't make you feel like,hey,there is still hope for the youth of this world,then I don't know,you must be made of rock or have gone over the cliff of pessimism,into the lake of bitterness.

This is what all people should be like.I wish,at 25,that I had the insight of this boy.