Yet another entry starting off with… not posted anything here for a while. So, whilst I have neglected to fill my blog with my usual inane ramblings, I have been messing around with facebook. It makes a welcome change from writing here and only getting the occaisional comment. Last friday saw me start with a heavy cold or some bloody flu germ. The weather here has certainly managed to breed a few of these bugs. Lucky for me, or not as the case maybe, that it happened on the weekend and not midweek. Sadly the option of going into work on the Monday did not go to plan, Sunday night started me on the path of pain and not being able to sleep, let alone eat. An Abcsess put paid to any chance of sleep and what bit of snooze time was broken again with the need to get out of bed again and take another pain killer. Monday saw me getting more drugs to kill the infection, thus far I have had only a few bouts of real pain and the swelling has now decreased. Today was the first day I managed to eat solids.
Yes its time to get myself to a dentist
The teeth are in need of replacing with something less permanent, the good old Dentures, Oh Joy! So whats with people being people. Well, without going into too much detail, purely because my blog is now known to more people in work than I had hoped, I will have to skip certain details, you will have to use the old imagination and fill in the blanks. Now I can put up with mood swings and loud personalities, I have dealt and endured all that for most of my working life. I can even put up with, to a certain degree, people who just have no manners or have such an attitude that would try the patience of a saint. What I do find hard is people who can be nice one day and do a complete 180 and become an anal whinging git the next.
I work in Sydney or a suburb of Sydney, I have lived in Sydney for 4 years now and love it. Yes its not perfect, but compaired to where I came from, its a damn site better and I am all the happier for being here. Period. Now I know that peoples attitudes differed somewhat back in the UK, dependant upon where you lived, as did the sense of humour, also based on where you lived and what you did for a living, ie; office humour, workshop humour and so on. Australia, in case you ‘didn’t’ know is a big place and is divided up into different states and territories, oh and not forgetting Tassie, Tasmania, that little bit that broke away from Victoria many millenia ago (just a wild guess and based on having no bloody idea if true or not.)
Each State has its way of life, albeit based upon the way of life that Most, if not all Aussies live by. However, it seems to me that differing states have a different outlook on other states and also adopt a different attitude. same can be said for where I used to live, the habitual hate/dislike/not really bothered attitude between the North and South. Engllish hating the Welsh and vice versa, Scottish hating the English and the Irish not liking the English to a degree, Bloody English upstarts
Anyway, it came to my attention today that a certain person had suddenly lost the sense of humour chip 1.1 and had replaced with anal and short term delusions of grandeur plugin 3.6, making this person reach a sphincter rating of 9.9, surely this person must remember certain e-mails contianing humourous jokes and passing on likings to a certain vehicle to ‘ALL’ at the comapnies e-mail domain. then suddenly has a disliking to a certain comment, and read only in a reply by someone else to 4 or 5 people in the CC field, saw my comment then saw their arse over it. let me make myself clear, ‘Dude’ is not offensive and the context of the e-mail was humourous as was the reply to me. which also includes 4 other people. I find it hard to believe that people can change. If it had been a Boss and I had called him/her a useless waste of space, then yes, I would expect some friction. My comment was in good taste and had no undertones of dislike or taking the piss (’taking the piss’ one of Australias main competitive sports…after Cricket, Rugby, Tennis, Golf, swimming….et all)
Myself, have been called many things, some would take offense too, but I merely expect, because I am a Pome, its par for the course, so just get on with it. If I had taken offense to all the things said to me in jest, I would be up for murder. These people who take themselves so serious. Get a grip! Pull your head in or out of your arse, because you are not really that important, its your own insecurities, buy a comfort blanket or just bloody grow up.
Rant Over!