Friday friday friday

I find it difficult to accept compliments. I've gotten better as I get older, but I still don't accept them, I just say thank you and move on which is something different entirely, though in someways I worry it is more insulting for being dismissive, but that is not how the giver percieves it which in response is the more important aspect.

One must accept the feelings of gratitude inspired behind even a stock standard response delivered well and be grateful/pleased? to have made a positive difference in someones day.

My world has grown so small in my repetitive, parrot-like job.  I end up saying some strangely random things. Am sort of delighting in not even being recognised as an individual because there is a lady who works mornings who is also brunette with glasses and overweight who looks nothing like me but which even people who have been coming to the medical centre for the three years we have been working there thing we are one and the same, lol.

Not yet at the stage where i worry i dont really exist, but think cant be too far off.

Bemused two

It's sort of funny, the easiest part of my job gets me the most thank yous.

I work as a receptionist and am frequently thanked for sounding happy.

Answering the phone is the least troublesome part of my job, and really it is no problem. Ringing my workplace is not an act of oppression.  You are welcome.

Bemused

Daily calls from the parent as she finds qualifying for some bridge competion or 'nother traumatic and fraught with drama.  The couple she really didn't want to be forced to play with didn't make it through, because of a fine incurred yesterday due to behavioural issues.  Unsure if things degenerated to the point where persons were asked to step outside to continue the discussion or not, though that has happened in the past.

Bridge ... its a kill or be killed world, man.

Odd

It is not a good year, so far, for people i know. One dead due to head injuries from a fall down stairs; another just diagnosed with breast cancer, and at the moment i am hoping nieces broken toe counts as something cause everything else seems to be fairly extreme.

Was covering someone elses shift at work Friday. She is an ex-hairdresser and always wears lots of makeup and good hair, so dressed up and did my hair and makeup, to be funny.

Startled at the reaction engendered by both public and workmates.
Can only conclude I must look a bit rough sometimes.

Believe there is speculation that perhaps I now have a boyfriend, lol.

We always hurt the ones we love most

So ... on his last visit to my sister's house my beautiful little three month old kitten broke some plates and cups.  This visit he broke my nieces toe (they were playing chasie and she didn't make the corner).

He shall be renamed 'Springbok Bonebreaker, the Destroyer'.

Am making trouble at work.
Have stuck cute itty bitty little fuzzy chickens to the tops of the monitors that just peak over the top of the counter at perfect reach to really tempt and upset small sick children being totted in to the doctors cause they are sick and miserable.
The adults try to distract and engage the small sick child during the booking in process by pointing out the chicken, if not seen already, and than spending the rest of the time stopping the child from trying to take the chicken and dealing with the resulting tantrum.
Not content with this I have added two little nests with foam easter eggs in the attrium by the concrete bunnies.
Mawawawawawahahaha

Delighted to come to work today to find the nests in disarray and foam eggs scattered with little tooth marks in them.
HA!!
Foolled the possums too.

It's a funny ol' world ...

Stoopid computer game 'Paradise Bay' is sucking my life away.

I'm sure I'll be sick to death of it in another few weeks and be able to return to more normal sleep patterns.  It is all completely ridiculous.  

ANS I CANT SPELL CHICKEN PECKING ON THIS STUPID TABLET!!

If my family hadnt gifted with me it at christmas i would probably have my new laptop and new tv by now.  I had my budget allworked out. Argh

Havve i mentioned how beautiful the kitten is today?

If only it wasnt wide awake and crashing about like a hyperactive drunk at two in the morning, sigh. I really much prefer older cats. Who sleep alot.