So just to ease myself back into my blogging swivel chair, a random musing...
What is with people who invite you home for a meal, only to not serve dessert!
And NO, fruits do not count!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Time Travel
You know how when you're thirteen you're ever eager to jump onto the latest faddiest "coolest" bandwagon? Well there was a phase when time capsules were all the rage and had carved a solid place for themselves in every girl's heart. My friends and I who had always prided ourselves on being of the trendsetting variety, enthusiastically got together during the summer hols to try and make a box in which we could all dump our stuff which would hopefully be dug out of our school backyard at like our Twenty Years After Reunion. The fate of this doomed box is better less spoken about, and to cut a long story short, we never actually did get down to the burying stage...
Anyway you're probably wondering why I'm mindlessly rambling, but I promise this does have a point! So after reading a couple of blogs I follow I chanced across this one entry that a lot of people had made....a letter to yourself in ten years, which I thought was a really interesting idea..Since I suck at preserving memories, this proves as an excellent and easy opportunity that must not be passed up, so for all it's worth...here goes:
Hi HOT Mama,
WOW! So you finally made it, and motherhood seems to be sitting really well on you, if I may say so myself...Remember how you always vowed to never become one of those dowdy frazzled wives when you flipped through all your glossies? Well, take a good luck at yourself.......YOU REEK COUGAR (all you feminists go shove it, I like to think of it as a flattering as opposed to derogatory term)
Anyway you can finally heave a huge sigh of relief, because all those worries about never landing your Mr. Big were totally unwarranted...You couldnt have asked for a more loving husband..You get on each other's nerves a lot( especially when he keeps forgetting to put the toilet seat down) and you have totally different taste in movies, but after the initial teething problems you can't stop thanking your lucky stars every day..How many other husbands would have surprised you on your tenth wedding anniversary with a tiny little beachhouse in Muttukaadu anyway and even indulge you with the occasional drink at Leather Bar huh!?!
The personalised gift shopping boutique that had seemed like an outrageous dream at some point has now become a successful reality, and you finally seem to have found something that not only occupies you but keeps you happy all at the same time!
The three children-large house-Persian cat future you had always envisioned is yours yours yours and yes you even named the two sons Khizer and Mikhail..NOT fanciful in the least...as for the little princess...well she's just that!Eyes wide as saucers and the jet black loose curls..Thankfully she's still at the age where she loves being dressed up!
You're probably having one of your bored spurts and may even be contemplating things such as having another one...but this is SHEER BOREDOM KICKING IN...and you know fully well that you need to look out for other challenges...Do something fulfilling and less frivolous. There will come a day not too far away, when you will sit down and wonder what you have accomplished..Don't fret too much.You never were one for caring too much what others thought, and keep it that way, but do something for YOU.Not for the kids or husband but YOU.
Mama and Papa are visiting in two days for their usual yearly one month visit and you're all thrilled to have them. Papa enjoys taking the boys for their soccer and cricket, and the little one truly has Granpapa wrapped around her little finger. Mama, as usual, can't keep still for a minute. Her mall trawling habit hasn't been warded off with age, Mashallah and she cannot be kept from the kitchen no matter how many times you tell her that the fridge is bursting to its seams wth 6 varieties of dessert. Z is expecting and it's so funny to see her waddling around with a huge belly!
This year you also did a Chennai and Dubai reunion. D&A are the quintessential Sindhi couple and can't seem to tire of doing the party rounds.S is happily married with two children. A&K....My only hope for them is that they settle down soon..While A finally got K to commit after years, his film career has never really taken off and A is just listlessly floating about in Chennai. Raj, my dear dear Raj...is living her life princess style with her own Prince Charming and I LOVE how she's completely turned around her father's resort in Kodaikal...By the by, she's gifting Hubby and I a 5 day weekend getaway trip there..and I'm looking forward to the alone time!
And on that note, I must must run! Lots of last minute packing to do for Kodai. Take a break okay..you deserve every minute of it.
Hugs and Kisses
P.S...DON'T forget the sexy negligee :)
Anyway you're probably wondering why I'm mindlessly rambling, but I promise this does have a point! So after reading a couple of blogs I follow I chanced across this one entry that a lot of people had made....a letter to yourself in ten years, which I thought was a really interesting idea..Since I suck at preserving memories, this proves as an excellent and easy opportunity that must not be passed up, so for all it's worth...here goes:
Hi HOT Mama,
WOW! So you finally made it, and motherhood seems to be sitting really well on you, if I may say so myself...Remember how you always vowed to never become one of those dowdy frazzled wives when you flipped through all your glossies? Well, take a good luck at yourself.......YOU REEK COUGAR (all you feminists go shove it, I like to think of it as a flattering as opposed to derogatory term)
Anyway you can finally heave a huge sigh of relief, because all those worries about never landing your Mr. Big were totally unwarranted...You couldnt have asked for a more loving husband..You get on each other's nerves a lot( especially when he keeps forgetting to put the toilet seat down) and you have totally different taste in movies, but after the initial teething problems you can't stop thanking your lucky stars every day..How many other husbands would have surprised you on your tenth wedding anniversary with a tiny little beachhouse in Muttukaadu anyway and even indulge you with the occasional drink at Leather Bar huh!?!
The personalised gift shopping boutique that had seemed like an outrageous dream at some point has now become a successful reality, and you finally seem to have found something that not only occupies you but keeps you happy all at the same time!
The three children-large house-Persian cat future you had always envisioned is yours yours yours and yes you even named the two sons Khizer and Mikhail..NOT fanciful in the least...as for the little princess...well she's just that!Eyes wide as saucers and the jet black loose curls..Thankfully she's still at the age where she loves being dressed up!
You're probably having one of your bored spurts and may even be contemplating things such as having another one...but this is SHEER BOREDOM KICKING IN...and you know fully well that you need to look out for other challenges...Do something fulfilling and less frivolous. There will come a day not too far away, when you will sit down and wonder what you have accomplished..Don't fret too much.You never were one for caring too much what others thought, and keep it that way, but do something for YOU.Not for the kids or husband but YOU.
Mama and Papa are visiting in two days for their usual yearly one month visit and you're all thrilled to have them. Papa enjoys taking the boys for their soccer and cricket, and the little one truly has Granpapa wrapped around her little finger. Mama, as usual, can't keep still for a minute. Her mall trawling habit hasn't been warded off with age, Mashallah and she cannot be kept from the kitchen no matter how many times you tell her that the fridge is bursting to its seams wth 6 varieties of dessert. Z is expecting and it's so funny to see her waddling around with a huge belly!
This year you also did a Chennai and Dubai reunion. D&A are the quintessential Sindhi couple and can't seem to tire of doing the party rounds.S is happily married with two children. A&K....My only hope for them is that they settle down soon..While A finally got K to commit after years, his film career has never really taken off and A is just listlessly floating about in Chennai. Raj, my dear dear Raj...is living her life princess style with her own Prince Charming and I LOVE how she's completely turned around her father's resort in Kodaikal...By the by, she's gifting Hubby and I a 5 day weekend getaway trip there..and I'm looking forward to the alone time!
And on that note, I must must run! Lots of last minute packing to do for Kodai. Take a break okay..you deserve every minute of it.
Hugs and Kisses
P.S...DON'T forget the sexy negligee :)
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Tick Tock on the Clock
Okay so I've always sucked at doing Math, but I'm coming up with some pretty interesting figures right now:
November 12- The day that BASTARD K gleefully told me that somebody saw L making out with some random at a party
November 14-Beginning of an internship
Feb 12-L's birthday
Feb 13-FB msg from L stating shock that I committed the sacrilegious act of not wishing him
Feb 14-Difficult Valentine's day, since usually L's Bday and Valentines Day were always a double whammy celebratory weekend for us :(
March 9-First call on cell(that I wasn't around to answer) from unknown Indian nummber, and although I still never stopped secretly wishing that every call from a strange Indian number, would be L, little did I know that one should always BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
March 10-L calls and I speak to him for what must have been an hour..he states that he misses me, loves me and I do the same(Needless to say there are lots of tears).Conversation ends on a happy note, and we are more or less back together in our usual warped,self-destructive quest
March 11-On my way to work I call L just to confirm that I hadn't dreamt it all up.YES , I know we have call logs for a reason, but how was I to make sure that I hadnt spoken to some other person in my sleep!We make plans for L to come visit me here.
March 11 Afternoon-Rationality kicks in and I realise that I do not want to undo all the progress I've made...Resolve to call L up and tell him that it was a momentary lapse on my part,and we are not good for each other and must just finally close our twp year relationship chapter gracefully.
March 12-Have run out of balance to reply to L's texts.Put off talking to him till the next day.
March 13 morning-L FB msgs me demanding an explanation for why I haven't added him back....and his usual suffocating streak begins kicking in...I,ofcourse, do not want to add him back, and tell him that I will call him soon, because we need to talk
March 13,10:50 pm-Now have sufficient balance on my cell, but cannot seem to muster up the courage to do this.
November 12- The day that BASTARD K gleefully told me that somebody saw L making out with some random at a party
November 14-Beginning of an internship
Feb 12-L's birthday
Feb 13-FB msg from L stating shock that I committed the sacrilegious act of not wishing him
Feb 14-Difficult Valentine's day, since usually L's Bday and Valentines Day were always a double whammy celebratory weekend for us :(
March 9-First call on cell(that I wasn't around to answer) from unknown Indian nummber, and although I still never stopped secretly wishing that every call from a strange Indian number, would be L, little did I know that one should always BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
March 10-L calls and I speak to him for what must have been an hour..he states that he misses me, loves me and I do the same(Needless to say there are lots of tears).Conversation ends on a happy note, and we are more or less back together in our usual warped,self-destructive quest
March 11-On my way to work I call L just to confirm that I hadn't dreamt it all up.YES , I know we have call logs for a reason, but how was I to make sure that I hadnt spoken to some other person in my sleep!We make plans for L to come visit me here.
March 11 Afternoon-Rationality kicks in and I realise that I do not want to undo all the progress I've made...Resolve to call L up and tell him that it was a momentary lapse on my part,and we are not good for each other and must just finally close our twp year relationship chapter gracefully.
March 12-Have run out of balance to reply to L's texts.Put off talking to him till the next day.
March 13 morning-L FB msgs me demanding an explanation for why I haven't added him back....and his usual suffocating streak begins kicking in...I,ofcourse, do not want to add him back, and tell him that I will call him soon, because we need to talk
March 13,10:50 pm-Now have sufficient balance on my cell, but cannot seem to muster up the courage to do this.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Bits and Bobs
A few things I learned today:
1)Taare Zameen Par still makes me cry buckets, though ofcourse watching it on the big screen with L's shoulder to weep on is a different experience altogether.*Note to self-After initial pacifying L was disgusted by snivelly snotty me and said "It's only a movie dude." True sign from up above that L and I could never be.
2)Mr. High and Mighty is not only married to an annoyingly sweet-faced round Bong girl, but also drives a Mini Cooper...Will somebody please tell me how high that would make him rate on the coolness scale please?
3)Friends are strange things...Sometimes you have them and sometimes you don't.Stranger still-people who once proudly bore the title of BFF with you and posted incessantly on your wall telling you how much they loved you every two hours sometimes become strangers.o-kay lost count of the number of times I've said sometimes and stranger.
OMG today I found my long-lost childhood friend N. Online. FACEBOOK I WORSHIP YOU!
4)Weird things excite me...Today for example, I was thrilled at the prospect of going to watch Alice in wonderland in 3D ...Would you believe that I've never watched anything in 3D!
5)Cheese popcorn with a huge mug of coffee(and generous heaps of Coffe Mate)make for the best after-work snack.
6)I no longer feel odd to not have a boy constantly texting me and checking in on me fifty times a day.REALLY!
7)My mother gets this glint in her eyes if given the slightest opportunity to pluck ingrowths from my legs...(That's really not as gross as I made it sound)
8)Maybe my father does have a point when he says that looks are not the only thing I should look for when chosing a life partner.
9)It's been a year since I graduated from college and in three months I turn 22.My mother had me when she was 22 for crying out loud.Age is a big fat bitchy aunt who constantly does the tarantella on my head!
10)I need to listen to music when I shower in the morning,while I'm getting ready and on the bus to work.Any disturbance in this routine is a surefire way to kickstart a horrible day.
11)And just because I like ending lists with odd numbers..."and all that jazz" is now officially my favourite phrase.
1)Taare Zameen Par still makes me cry buckets, though ofcourse watching it on the big screen with L's shoulder to weep on is a different experience altogether.*Note to self-After initial pacifying L was disgusted by snivelly snotty me and said "It's only a movie dude." True sign from up above that L and I could never be.
2)Mr. High and Mighty is not only married to an annoyingly sweet-faced round Bong girl, but also drives a Mini Cooper...Will somebody please tell me how high that would make him rate on the coolness scale please?
3)Friends are strange things...Sometimes you have them and sometimes you don't.Stranger still-people who once proudly bore the title of BFF with you and posted incessantly on your wall telling you how much they loved you every two hours sometimes become strangers.o-kay lost count of the number of times I've said sometimes and stranger.
OMG today I found my long-lost childhood friend N. Online. FACEBOOK I WORSHIP YOU!
4)Weird things excite me...Today for example, I was thrilled at the prospect of going to watch Alice in wonderland in 3D ...Would you believe that I've never watched anything in 3D!
5)Cheese popcorn with a huge mug of coffee(and generous heaps of Coffe Mate)make for the best after-work snack.
6)I no longer feel odd to not have a boy constantly texting me and checking in on me fifty times a day.REALLY!
7)My mother gets this glint in her eyes if given the slightest opportunity to pluck ingrowths from my legs...(That's really not as gross as I made it sound)
8)Maybe my father does have a point when he says that looks are not the only thing I should look for when chosing a life partner.
9)It's been a year since I graduated from college and in three months I turn 22.My mother had me when she was 22 for crying out loud.Age is a big fat bitchy aunt who constantly does the tarantella on my head!
10)I need to listen to music when I shower in the morning,while I'm getting ready and on the bus to work.Any disturbance in this routine is a surefire way to kickstart a horrible day.
11)And just because I like ending lists with odd numbers..."and all that jazz" is now officially my favourite phrase.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Black Robes-Overrated Much?
I'm sad and angry and stark raving upset all at the same time. I've missed another "milestone" in my life.How is it possible that this always happens to ME-self professed keeper of memories.I missed the grade twelve class picture because I happened to be sitting at the orthodontist's getting a mouthful of braces fit in.I missed my college convocation(read pretty candle-lighting ceremony) and now THE ACTUAL DEED OF GRADUATION DAY ITSELF!
And before you ask what the big deal is...Ummm H-E-L-L-O in any normal girl's life this momentuous occasion comes almost as close in sentimentality to the day one gets married, has a baby and watches same baby take its first step...I'm going to cry at how sappy I'm becoming....You'd never think that the same person who detested college for three years and always took the opportunity to liken same institution to a jail is now getting all teary-eyed.None of my school friends will ever let me forget,how I the biggest school basher was the first one to start pathetically snivelling at our farewell assembly...GOSH...I'm off to bed and more determined than ever to go out and buy a baby book TOMORROW for the unborn fruit of my loins ,just incase I somehow manage to forget to preserve a lock of hair or throw out the umbilical cord...hahhahaa..okay I admit that made me giggle too,but then again,I've always gotten off on the Drama Queen act haven't I!
And before you ask what the big deal is...Ummm H-E-L-L-O in any normal girl's life this momentuous occasion comes almost as close in sentimentality to the day one gets married, has a baby and watches same baby take its first step...I'm going to cry at how sappy I'm becoming....You'd never think that the same person who detested college for three years and always took the opportunity to liken same institution to a jail is now getting all teary-eyed.None of my school friends will ever let me forget,how I the biggest school basher was the first one to start pathetically snivelling at our farewell assembly...GOSH...I'm off to bed and more determined than ever to go out and buy a baby book TOMORROW for the unborn fruit of my loins ,just incase I somehow manage to forget to preserve a lock of hair or throw out the umbilical cord...hahhahaa..okay I admit that made me giggle too,but then again,I've always gotten off on the Drama Queen act haven't I!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Xcity (NO THIS IS NOT AN EX BOYFRIEND RANT)
Consistency has always been something I suck at,and this blog seems to be dangerously perching on the edge of my usual excited One Week Frenzied Project Territory.Also I'm very forthcoming about the fact that I AM A BEGGAR FOR PRAISE and since I like to think that stringing sentences together is one of the few things I'm decent at,I'm rather disappointed that nobody eaves comments!Even mean ones would be more welcome...I mean whoever said "Hate and love are the same things just on different ends of the spectrum" obviously nailed it right!
Anyhoo, today I took a rain chutti, and boy does it feel good to just sit at home and have nothing to do,instead of stoning at office pretending to look all busy.
For the past few days, I've been having these unsettling dreams about L,and then I wake up,tell myself it's okay and go back to sleep.It's so so odd!I wish he would stop haunting me in my sleep.One of the main reasons I resent L so is because of the fact that I dont like Xcity anymore. My love affair with Xcity began in my second year of college.Good friends,endless rounds of parties and a happening social life in general added the much-needed zing to otherwise blah conservative city.And then L enters my life towards the middle of second year, and now in retrospect that was pretty much when things started going downhill for me. I'm also super pissed that I'm not going to Xcity for graduation,primarily because the parents don't want me to, and most importantly it's because I feel it would be like opening a can of worms again...TOTALLY unecessary....especially since I'm at a decent-ish place now. Since I don't have anything more meaningful to blog about I'm going to jot down a few reasons about why I used to love Xcity(this is ofcourse, before breakup with L):
1)Xcity is where I really grew into my own person.From being one of the geeky girls in high school who dreamed about having a happening life,I actually became that girl.Needless to say lots of boys involved.And then I met L.But thats not such a happy story, so let's not go there.
2)I love how everybody knows everybody in Xcity(everybody worth their salt that is dah-ling..sorry to sound like a snot).One of the favourite games my friends and I used to lvoe playing was making little mental flow charts of mutual people we knew and how a was connected to b who was connected to c and how although a and b were an item a was totally fucking around with c.In Xcity anybody's business becomes everybody's business, and I'm pretty proud of the fact that I NEVER GOT BUSTED for my many flings when i was dating L..yes i know..I AM A BITCH WHO WHINES ABOUT L WHEN ALL THE WHILE I MADE OUT WITH LOTS OF BOYS BEHIND HIS BACK,BITE ME OKAY! CUZ REALLY NOBODY SHOULD POINT FINGERS WITHOUT KNOWING THE WHOLE STORY-READ L'S PSYCHOTIC POSSESSIVE ABUSIVE NATURE.There that should shut you up a little.
3)College in Xcity was more like a three year endless party, as father once wryly declared.I mean its a miracle that i got through college with decent-ish grades.
4)Sentimental Addas-HAHA I cannot believe I used the word adda, its such a Hindi slang-ish word that i picked up in my short stint in Ycity..Anyway, I had a fun circle of gal pals and we had these shady little joints that every collegian has.So a particular Coffee Day was our after college smoking adda.The kind of place where your on first name terms with the waiters and you're also familiar with the three other "gangs" that chill there with you everyday..Looking back I feel like an old lady and chuckle when I think about how we could sit aimlessly(and am sure still can) for five hours at a stretch everyday.Anyway, so once the no-smoking rule was implemented we shifted to the steps of this shady complex next door to our college,where we used to sit on the steps and smoke.The profound philosophical conversations we've had there ranging from feminisim to Freud never fails to amuse me.A chaat joint a stone's throw away from college was another favourite haunt and the best part about our poor college students day was how we could get by with a hundred rupees and eat some of the yummiest food for a week.
5)Ladies Nights-There were two very very popular watering holes in Xcity that were an especial favourite with the fairer sex.At the first more posh one you got two cocktails free,which isnt that exciting considering that they really water down their drinks'.Hey but beggars cant be choosers no and so many of my guy friends have whinged endlessly about how unfair it is, because we would walk in with not a penny in our pockets and be treated like little goddesses.Ooh and they also had posh finger foods.Crackers and exotic dips anyone? Second place was super popular with the college-going crowd and Ladies Hold your Breath...you could have AS MANY drinks as you wanted till 10oçlock.It was quite amusing actually because at 9;55you'd see all the ladies in the house frantically chugging their vodka sprites and guzzling down as many free refills as they could possibly hold at the bar till the clock chimed 10.
6)Okay at the cost of sounding vain.......in Xcity I always had an incessant supply of men.Its true and I thoroughly enjoyed and revelled in all the attention.So i had boyfriend L who was totally into me(nd guys, everybody I know will tell you this.The boy was madly in love with me, maybe thats why now it comes as a slap on my face that he seemed to be able to move on just fine) AND other boys.*sigh*
Anyhoo, today I took a rain chutti, and boy does it feel good to just sit at home and have nothing to do,instead of stoning at office pretending to look all busy.
For the past few days, I've been having these unsettling dreams about L,and then I wake up,tell myself it's okay and go back to sleep.It's so so odd!I wish he would stop haunting me in my sleep.One of the main reasons I resent L so is because of the fact that I dont like Xcity anymore. My love affair with Xcity began in my second year of college.Good friends,endless rounds of parties and a happening social life in general added the much-needed zing to otherwise blah conservative city.And then L enters my life towards the middle of second year, and now in retrospect that was pretty much when things started going downhill for me. I'm also super pissed that I'm not going to Xcity for graduation,primarily because the parents don't want me to, and most importantly it's because I feel it would be like opening a can of worms again...TOTALLY unecessary....especially since I'm at a decent-ish place now. Since I don't have anything more meaningful to blog about I'm going to jot down a few reasons about why I used to love Xcity(this is ofcourse, before breakup with L):
1)Xcity is where I really grew into my own person.From being one of the geeky girls in high school who dreamed about having a happening life,I actually became that girl.Needless to say lots of boys involved.And then I met L.But thats not such a happy story, so let's not go there.
2)I love how everybody knows everybody in Xcity(everybody worth their salt that is dah-ling..sorry to sound like a snot).One of the favourite games my friends and I used to lvoe playing was making little mental flow charts of mutual people we knew and how a was connected to b who was connected to c and how although a and b were an item a was totally fucking around with c.In Xcity anybody's business becomes everybody's business, and I'm pretty proud of the fact that I NEVER GOT BUSTED for my many flings when i was dating L..yes i know..I AM A BITCH WHO WHINES ABOUT L WHEN ALL THE WHILE I MADE OUT WITH LOTS OF BOYS BEHIND HIS BACK,BITE ME OKAY! CUZ REALLY NOBODY SHOULD POINT FINGERS WITHOUT KNOWING THE WHOLE STORY-READ L'S PSYCHOTIC POSSESSIVE ABUSIVE NATURE.There that should shut you up a little.
3)College in Xcity was more like a three year endless party, as father once wryly declared.I mean its a miracle that i got through college with decent-ish grades.
4)Sentimental Addas-HAHA I cannot believe I used the word adda, its such a Hindi slang-ish word that i picked up in my short stint in Ycity..Anyway, I had a fun circle of gal pals and we had these shady little joints that every collegian has.So a particular Coffee Day was our after college smoking adda.The kind of place where your on first name terms with the waiters and you're also familiar with the three other "gangs" that chill there with you everyday..Looking back I feel like an old lady and chuckle when I think about how we could sit aimlessly(and am sure still can) for five hours at a stretch everyday.Anyway, so once the no-smoking rule was implemented we shifted to the steps of this shady complex next door to our college,where we used to sit on the steps and smoke.The profound philosophical conversations we've had there ranging from feminisim to Freud never fails to amuse me.A chaat joint a stone's throw away from college was another favourite haunt and the best part about our poor college students day was how we could get by with a hundred rupees and eat some of the yummiest food for a week.
5)Ladies Nights-There were two very very popular watering holes in Xcity that were an especial favourite with the fairer sex.At the first more posh one you got two cocktails free,which isnt that exciting considering that they really water down their drinks'.Hey but beggars cant be choosers no and so many of my guy friends have whinged endlessly about how unfair it is, because we would walk in with not a penny in our pockets and be treated like little goddesses.Ooh and they also had posh finger foods.Crackers and exotic dips anyone? Second place was super popular with the college-going crowd and Ladies Hold your Breath...you could have AS MANY drinks as you wanted till 10oçlock.It was quite amusing actually because at 9;55you'd see all the ladies in the house frantically chugging their vodka sprites and guzzling down as many free refills as they could possibly hold at the bar till the clock chimed 10.
6)Okay at the cost of sounding vain.......in Xcity I always had an incessant supply of men.Its true and I thoroughly enjoyed and revelled in all the attention.So i had boyfriend L who was totally into me(nd guys, everybody I know will tell you this.The boy was madly in love with me, maybe thats why now it comes as a slap on my face that he seemed to be able to move on just fine) AND other boys.*sigh*
Monday, February 15, 2010
We've ARRIVED baby!
Now that I've mastered the art of using the fancy automatic hand-censor tissue dispenser, the office seems to be a happier place.It's funny how these mundane objects get in the way of your office orientation, and seem to be in on the conspiracy to make you feel like an outsider for the longest time possible.Not that as new kid on the block one needs any more reasons to feel slightly ostracised.What with daily realities such as office politic-centric conversations that you cannot contribute to,inside jokes(yes apparently they have them in offices too) you don't get and after-work drinks that you're not really invited to, since you haven't yet earned the status of permanent staff,you really do have enough on your plateDo not mistake me for whingeing,because breaking into this office has been a relative cake-walk.I do get called for the lunch and tea breaks(see I'm slowly working my way up the acceptance ladder),the men are chivalrous enough to hold doors for you and I'm positively relieved that all my colleagues are the types who are well-settled and secure enough in their jobs to not try and get you disposed of at the next downsizing meeting.So it took me a week of skulking around the loos and pantry to figure out how to work the goddamn dispensers that were everywhere.I agree I hate having to be a slave to technology,but being the reasonable person I am,I came to terms with the fact that I couldn't possibly wipe my hands on my jeans tomorrow and finally today,after one long tissue-less week I caught a lady in the act of pulling out a tissue.Who knew that you just had to stick your hands at this small dot on the extreme right of the darned thing! Did anyone ever considering giving interns tissue dispenser manuals,because I'm sure there are many others who are reduced to jean-wiping.I also almost had another one of those potentially embarassing moments which thankfully nobody was around to witness....You know those coffee machines they have in every self-respecting office these days? So anyway i plopped my own large mug under the machine,assuming that ofcourse was the way to go.......STUPID ME! Apparently,it operates like any frikkin regular vending machine and comes with its own mingy little cup.
I've always wondered,what part of activities conducted in stealth. leaves me so delighted...After a month of no smoking(only due to circumstances ofcourse) I finally had the opportunity to light a ciggy since I had the house to myself...Needless, to say there's nothing quite like a cup of tea and two ciggies to set any bowel problems right.Clearing all evidence of suspicious activity,however was a downright pain....Running a steamy shower and liberal spraying of annoyingly floral room freshner did do the job anyway.It's at times like this,that you think its just easier to kick the bloody habit,but I do have these amazingly realistic visions of me being this desperate housewife type slily hotboxing herself in the loo to get her daily fix...
Water retention problems and the bloody air-conditioning in the office make me dash to the loo every half an hour,and I'm sure I'm not imagining people beginning to give me strange looks..Jesus,I do NOT have loosies or any contractable urinary tract infection, people!
I've decided that I don't like hot boy any more.He totally cold shouldered me today.I was leaving the office,and we both crossed paths,in the office parking lot and not so much of a flicker of recognition spread across that face!I mean ever heard of office etiquette and pleasantries? Even a vague nod of acknowledgement would have done the trick.Agreed we've never been formally introduced and although we sit on the same floor, we do work for two different magazines(brother-sister type publications),but I'm offended to think he might not have even realised I work in the office.Although in retrospect,maybe its a good thing that he's not like that creep I've never set eyes on and who seem to have conducted extensive studies on my name,background etc,and yelled out my name in the morning and seems to enjoy making sure he does his Good Samaritan act of the day(any other explanations for why he would randomly pop my desk and helpfully give me a blank pad for"notes",if you may"). It takes all kinds I suppose...Anyhoo,I'm going to go practise strutting my stuff to the best of my advantage,so that MAYBE on one of my many visits to the ladies'room Mr.High&Mighty will become alerted of my existence!
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