Amusements all round.
My favourite part? They hopped into the backseat as if nothing was out of the norm!
Monday, 12 June 2006
Sunday, 11 June 2006
Making ends meet
After busting our balls most of the weekend, Glen and I realised one thing - the machine shopping of woodwork via a computer and template isn't fail safe.
Our kitchen manufacturer fucked up their kitchen to us and as you can see, things just don't meet.
This is the first of about three things about our kitchen which have been ballsed up. On Tuesday morning, I will be phoning the company and demanding they rectify the issue and make it known that they are now holding us up. Although the above pictured part of the kitchen doesn't hold us up - other things will.
Grrrr.
Tomorrow, I am planning to go to the paint store and purchasing some paint for the kitchen walls. As you can see, the colour of our kitchen is like a plummy-brown colour called Raisin. So, one must find a colour which will mesh with it. No mean feat.
Anyhow, enough bitching.
Thursday, 8 June 2006
Write Marketing...
There aren't many causes that I strongly believe in and support, but gay civil rights is one of them.
Why?
Because why should we, as self confessed Christians (which I was once more qualified to say than now - hello, living in sin!) pass judgement on these people? What would Christians say if gays and even non-Christian folk judged them for their religious convictions and withheld what is considered basic human right? What is the rest of said population prohibited Christians from marriage and recognised unions because of their religious beliefs?
Just a thought.
I was brought up not to judge others and in some way, it was to do with my wholesome, sheltered and somewhat rural/regional upbringing. However, I never knew to distinguish between a person whose origins were from China or from Vietnam. To date, I cannot tell. I grew up with an substantial Aboriginal population. I knew that difference, but I didn't learn what the other differences were that others believed were there. I had Aboriginal friends, I went to school with them and in some cases, I did not realise that some of my close friends actually had ancestry within the Australian Indigenous community.
The only thing I object to is when some self-proclaimed Christians knock on my front door making me wish every time, that I owned a fully lockable front fence. I hate people who peddle their wares in my life. I have made a choice and although it's nice to advertise, please don't telemarket to me - I am smart enough to know where to find things if I want them.
Why?
Because why should we, as self confessed Christians (which I was once more qualified to say than now - hello, living in sin!) pass judgement on these people? What would Christians say if gays and even non-Christian folk judged them for their religious convictions and withheld what is considered basic human right? What is the rest of said population prohibited Christians from marriage and recognised unions because of their religious beliefs?
Just a thought.
I was brought up not to judge others and in some way, it was to do with my wholesome, sheltered and somewhat rural/regional upbringing. However, I never knew to distinguish between a person whose origins were from China or from Vietnam. To date, I cannot tell. I grew up with an substantial Aboriginal population. I knew that difference, but I didn't learn what the other differences were that others believed were there. I had Aboriginal friends, I went to school with them and in some cases, I did not realise that some of my close friends actually had ancestry within the Australian Indigenous community.
The only thing I object to is when some self-proclaimed Christians knock on my front door making me wish every time, that I owned a fully lockable front fence. I hate people who peddle their wares in my life. I have made a choice and although it's nice to advertise, please don't telemarket to me - I am smart enough to know where to find things if I want them.
Wednesday, 7 June 2006
What shits me...
Is being told yesterday that my former boss, from said most recently departed job, is pregnant.
The crap started with her about 3-4 months ago. Guess when she started going psycho mental? yeh.
I'm so pissed off. Her shit made me leave a job where I enjoyed the people I worked with. I am also told that once she has the baby in December, she's going to work 20 hours a week mostly from home. Can you imagine the freedom and joy of that?
It shits me so much, beyond belief.
Because of shit like that, I've developed a strong aversion to working for another woman. And you know what the ironic thing is? I don't think every woman manager acts like this, but out of the three female managers I've ever had, all were power hungry, control freaks.
Having said that, I'm pleased to be going to a new job with my former manager (now new manager). The organisation called me today and told me that it would be bedlam for me to start next Wednesday, so asked for me to begin on Thursday instead - however, I would still be paid for the Wednesday. What a crying shame! And then he asked me whether I was happy that they had hired my former manager! Yeh, I am devastated...
The crap started with her about 3-4 months ago. Guess when she started going psycho mental? yeh.
I'm so pissed off. Her shit made me leave a job where I enjoyed the people I worked with. I am also told that once she has the baby in December, she's going to work 20 hours a week mostly from home. Can you imagine the freedom and joy of that?
It shits me so much, beyond belief.
Because of shit like that, I've developed a strong aversion to working for another woman. And you know what the ironic thing is? I don't think every woman manager acts like this, but out of the three female managers I've ever had, all were power hungry, control freaks.
Having said that, I'm pleased to be going to a new job with my former manager (now new manager). The organisation called me today and told me that it would be bedlam for me to start next Wednesday, so asked for me to begin on Thursday instead - however, I would still be paid for the Wednesday. What a crying shame! And then he asked me whether I was happy that they had hired my former manager! Yeh, I am devastated...
Amusements...
I've seen this before, but given that I am living in devastation and disaster (see flickr photos), I needed a bit of a laugh.
Monday, 5 June 2006
The week (and a bit) in review...
You know how you leave something so long that you put it off too long to do it justice? This is one of those times. I've got about 10 days to catch up on; 10 days where lots happened, and yet, I can't capture it, do it justice. Grrr.
Animals
Glen dropped the animals off to the boarding kennels. This was such a sad affair and we spent the week missing them, wishing the week would pass quickly. The boarding kennels were a bit disappointing, after such a promising song and dance they performed. When I phoned, they were emotionless, wouldn't tell me how the animals were and were very unhelpful. So, I expect we may not bother with them again. Honestly, who tells you your animals are 'fine' when you ask how they are etc. And who tells you 'Oh, we haven't bothered' when you asked whether they had paired your dog up with another (one of their big selling speils upon inspecting the kennels). Stupid fucks.
Work
This did not go well. Because we were staying with a friend who began work at an earlier time, I asked my manager if I could also start early and finish early. My theory was reasonable - who's going to really be a shit about my hours when I was leaving and therefore not really expected to do heaps of work? My manager would be that shit. She gave me such a hard time, to the point where every morning, she would call me dead on 8am and call at 4.00pm to make sure I hadn't left early. Such a bitch. By mid last week, I decided I'd had enough and stopped answering her calls and stopped giving a shit about what she said. I documented everything and at the end of my tenure, I submitted a rather lenghty exit interview document, explaining my anger.
Right up until my last day, she was demanding I complete work and was shocked when my colleague told her I had not done things - as if I was doing any work after my farewell lunch? Yeh right. I've never known a manager like that, though the previous manager was god-awful in many other ways. I feel sure neither would have liked each other.
House
We moved back into the house on Friday night. The house looks terrific and shortly (when I can locate my cable) I shall upload some photos :) We are slowly unpacking and living in shit until then. The new kitchen (in it's natural flattened form) arrived this morning and is currently stacked up in the garage. We have managed to pull the wall tiles off in the kitchen, the wall cupboards are now gone and the exhaust fan is gone. Glen has patched the holes in the walls and tomorrow, god knows what we'll do. Glen's hoping that by the time he goes away in mid July, the kitchen will be ready - har har!
New Job
I am currently gainfully unemployed. I begin work on like the 14th June, so I have a few days left. I am feeling pretty good about it. It's like getting the band back together working for my old manager. It feels familiar, like I never left. I am under no delusions about what to expect. I know it will be hard work and that I won't be getting any favours. Looking forward to working in the CBD again. yay for life! Just have to organise my scooter again and make sure it's all kosher.
Family
We learned late last week that Glen's uncle Ron passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. This sort of thing makes you appreciate the things you have and puts perspective on the things you have. I think it was his last uncle alive on his dad's side, which is very sad and another piece of 'history' is lost.
Anyway, that's it. I had a whinge, I've recounted and I've recorded. Sorry it took me so long, it's just hard to get into the rhythm again.
Animals
Glen dropped the animals off to the boarding kennels. This was such a sad affair and we spent the week missing them, wishing the week would pass quickly. The boarding kennels were a bit disappointing, after such a promising song and dance they performed. When I phoned, they were emotionless, wouldn't tell me how the animals were and were very unhelpful. So, I expect we may not bother with them again. Honestly, who tells you your animals are 'fine' when you ask how they are etc. And who tells you 'Oh, we haven't bothered' when you asked whether they had paired your dog up with another (one of their big selling speils upon inspecting the kennels). Stupid fucks.
Work
This did not go well. Because we were staying with a friend who began work at an earlier time, I asked my manager if I could also start early and finish early. My theory was reasonable - who's going to really be a shit about my hours when I was leaving and therefore not really expected to do heaps of work? My manager would be that shit. She gave me such a hard time, to the point where every morning, she would call me dead on 8am and call at 4.00pm to make sure I hadn't left early. Such a bitch. By mid last week, I decided I'd had enough and stopped answering her calls and stopped giving a shit about what she said. I documented everything and at the end of my tenure, I submitted a rather lenghty exit interview document, explaining my anger.
Right up until my last day, she was demanding I complete work and was shocked when my colleague told her I had not done things - as if I was doing any work after my farewell lunch? Yeh right. I've never known a manager like that, though the previous manager was god-awful in many other ways. I feel sure neither would have liked each other.
House
We moved back into the house on Friday night. The house looks terrific and shortly (when I can locate my cable) I shall upload some photos :) We are slowly unpacking and living in shit until then. The new kitchen (in it's natural flattened form) arrived this morning and is currently stacked up in the garage. We have managed to pull the wall tiles off in the kitchen, the wall cupboards are now gone and the exhaust fan is gone. Glen has patched the holes in the walls and tomorrow, god knows what we'll do. Glen's hoping that by the time he goes away in mid July, the kitchen will be ready - har har!
New Job
I am currently gainfully unemployed. I begin work on like the 14th June, so I have a few days left. I am feeling pretty good about it. It's like getting the band back together working for my old manager. It feels familiar, like I never left. I am under no delusions about what to expect. I know it will be hard work and that I won't be getting any favours. Looking forward to working in the CBD again. yay for life! Just have to organise my scooter again and make sure it's all kosher.
Family
We learned late last week that Glen's uncle Ron passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. This sort of thing makes you appreciate the things you have and puts perspective on the things you have. I think it was his last uncle alive on his dad's side, which is very sad and another piece of 'history' is lost.
Anyway, that's it. I had a whinge, I've recounted and I've recorded. Sorry it took me so long, it's just hard to get into the rhythm again.
Saturday, 3 June 2006
Don't get too excited...
This is a short update, to let everyone know that I am alive, I am with internet and we are back in the house.
Having said that, I am knackered and wish to go to bed!
I shall update as soon as I can. Although, it's been one of those weeks, so I'm going to struggle to recall everything.
Having said that, I am knackered and wish to go to bed!
I shall update as soon as I can. Although, it's been one of those weeks, so I'm going to struggle to recall everything.
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