PS… Should you know of a spell check program (suitable for my needs and spelling abilities), or alternatively, a non-charging publicist, please feel free… not to criticize my vocabulary short-comings, but instead, to assist and advice…..
Ok let me start….
Update…. Uhm…. Ok just an update….
I’ve been thinking about this the whole day… yes, I can multitask… but I started thinking of where in heavens name do I start… days, even weeks go by with nothing really, well nothing really concrete, solid worth sharing in every sense of the word “dramatic”. Anyways, so as the day progressed since six am this very not sunny but misty, terrible winter’s day, it all just piled on to one… ALL IN ONE B-E-A-U-TIFUL day…
Ok let me step back a bit… slowly too… so my little car has to be towed in to get fixed, but it’s a bit complicated as big D has to take it there and I have to do the responsible thing and wake up early to have middle D at school EXTRA early “scholar – patrol” and then have to get back to where Haasie has to be to take R back home, as we had to fetch him to help tow the car in… ok so I have little D with me… as she only goes to school long after 7am…
So we are driving… following the directions big D gave me this am.. on my way half in the car, half helping kids in too, only to find that the destination is a dead.. real dead end and the very end of the road… so I think to myself.. this is what you get if you allow one man, to do his “expected” manly duties… F all… no wait, you get lost, stuck in traffic, a head rush from panic and a heavy phone bill… trying to find out wtf…
So almost back home, big D confirms that they are still… basically at home.. rope broke, looking for another one, but all ok… sure whatever, I’m to the rescue.. AGAIN…
After calling the towing services, they found a solid rope and was now… now when I was already suppose to be at work,… on their way to take poor Haasie in… I don’t even want to imagine what the hell she had to go through, so I do what I have to do… take little D to school and happy go lucky off to Work.. “Hell – these days” I go.
Big D must ma do what he must do and that be that…
Coffee, smoke and then the next episode starts… fancy miss “not yet” PA has taken the day oh wait and the next day “over Month end” off and guess who’s got to do their work and hers? Yes, you are right – 50 point to the lady with the screen in front of her…Me, yes me… I have to man the board, run to open the gate, get the boss his f*&#ing tea, scan the mail, send the mail and ag you know what ever all else, oh wait and do MY WORK, that I get nailed for if it’s not done as expected, who God in that place only knows what is expected cause no one gets a actual job description… you just fall in where ever the water leaves you… LOL yes I know what a way to go..
So, today they are calculating our increases… yip imagine that… and today is the day I choose to make a small point of observation clear… why the f is the receptionist off on month end, when everyone else that has to do her work are covered in brown poo trying to make sure all their work gets done so that the top monkey’s can get pissed and go away over the weekend?
And what do I get…. I get a: ”but you have taken many days off over Month end, I can prove it!” Still waiting for that though (Cause from day one I was told I can’t have month ends off – (being 20th – to almost 20th)LMFAO, but no, assistant financial manager, office co-ordinator, heavens sent, no, she can take when she wants for what ever reason she wants for as long as she wants… what ever…
When I check my bank tomorrow – being Friday, when they again will tell me.. you can’t go home till all the money has been paid in, I will re-submit a detailed application to every so other country that will accept me and I will take the first plane out of this dump with my little angel and big D… and I will NOT ever bend down to be .. ok you know where that is going…
So the day carries on… Oh yes what was next… yha the kids first… ok miss high achieving, it’s all covered, Mommy will proveil and provide middle miss D has managed “hell no, I don’t know how” to pull together – with her mother’s resources – a new campaign called – the Endangered club, or also known as – Kids Compassionate about ANIMALS – Founder and designer “her Mother”, but not only do they collect money, food and blankets for the SPCA – they have also sent out notifications that they will be having an outing to the SPCA on Saturday – yhe, two days away…
No don’t worry my mom will make it all happen, we just have to make sure we are willing and have something to take with… so yes, Mommy had to make it all happen… short notice, not at all, there was no f-ing notice…
So here I am … little “literatually” old me, coping all and all and this too… but I am still here and … there is more…
I have to smoke now… excuse me…
Second smoke now, ok so I managed to conn the event’s co-ordinator at the SPCA, to allow these poor children, who have collected over R200.00 already to PLEEEASE come and drop it off and just see what and who they are supporting, 30 minutes later, Juan and myself have managed to come to some form of agreement, the kids (and now including me) will pop in on Saturday (not that I have stuff to do too) and do what we have to do, but also to run a full Winter Collection for the Animals campainge for the month of June… and have a big bash at the end of June… How do I get myself into these things, Hell, I don’t know, I like to think it is because deep inside me too are compassionate, ja, maybe just sometimes….
So there you have it, so far we are 4 parents and 16 kids going on a 1 hour tour through the SPCA on Saturday and a whole new fund raiser in the making – hell knows, I’m sure I missed my calling – or maybe this is just some sick joke (nope I don’t think so) - but more about that later on….
So here comes the high-light off my day… I HAVE TO SEND MY DEAREST MOM’s parcel to not a far off country – but to “South – Korea” today, not tomorrow, not on Saturday – but today, God alones knows how she needs these things. “I can imagine it… when I was in boarding school and you knew you were getting a parcel, but.. you didn’t know when..it was more than just torture – the other kids started thinking you were dreaming…. So I had to send it today, and I was not going to let some – glorified, wanna be, no experience, ass climbing, bitch with a mommy and daddy that does it all for me, get me to not do what I HAVE TO DO… so off I rushed…. In low gear driving slower than the speed limit (cause Fordjie is older and needs to be handled gently), to meet the cut off for posting this extremely important package.
I did however call before I left to confirm payment options cause there is nothing worse then getting to the till (remember my big gift voucher) and shop for two hours only to find your card (which is loaded) are not accepted…. Anyways so I get there fill in, no, filled in piles of forms, now this is customs for you, it’s not a f-ing bomb you know shake it… anyway, with a address like my mom’s you need weeks of training in writing to fill in the forms… then they expect you to list everything in the box, this big box you’ve been packing for two weeks already, hell know what they though I am… super miss memory… consumables… that should work… ok a t-shrirt too – happy?
But the lady was so helpful, (no I still had to write it all), but when it came to paying.. my card (which has not been used since 6pm the night before now had a … daily limit exceeded… - Shit these people must think I have lots to spend if at 1pm I already exceeded my limit, so off to the bank I go… this yet another joke, cause all the Money is in big D’s account, and even though I have internet power over the account I don’t really have much more power (wait till we get home and I’ll show you how much I have) but here I am trying to transfer money from his account to mine or to one of our credit cards at the atm… and all I get is… code E.. something… limit exceeded… so I go, brave… knowing that I might end up sleeping in fraud jail… but I have to do this, I can’t for another day put this off, inside… the bank… real people… really real people… not a pc that I can bitch at, have a smoke and try again…
But to my serious surprise, I got complimented on my hair, which I don’t think is that bright – as it is in “that” stage… you know… but the lady though me how to work the internet banking machines inside the bank after what seemed like hours to transfer (no it’s called transfer if the accounts are linked) to pay a beneficiary (that is me on his account and visa versa) so that I can at least draw cash to pay for the parcel that most likely missed the cut off already… so there I am, moving money from an account that I have the card for, but no legal authority over, to my account (that I don’t even have my id for to proof is my account – as the freaking id is still at the other branch from trying to apply for a loan), so that I can draw money to send this extremely important parcel…..
Clever enough I first checked what my daily withdrawal limit was, cause imagine I get back to the post office and oh sorry mam’ you have exceeded your daily limit too, why didn’t you come here before the mall… but I was safe… the poor guy at the post office was standing waiting for me, as I made it very clear that this parcel HAD to leave today….
I paid and I got some lunch at, not where, KFC, and off to the hell hole I went… 45 km’s per hour. Heaven alone knows why I would have rushed… lol.. I couldn’t even if I wanted too… that was so funny… but I managed to eat my lunch and get back in time to the hell hole to have only spent 1 whole hour of one weeks lunch time (not mentioning that I haven’t taken lunch in months or even eaten lunch at work in weeks), but I made it back in an hour, and most importantly… I was safe, and Mom’s packages has been sorted… Bless the great Lord above for looking after funny ones like me… surely he finds me entertaining, otherwise I’d end up like the financial manager, a drunk depressed, un happy married, ass sucking fake… so yhe, I’ll rather keep it real..
We’ll now we are at about 3pm in my day and there is yet more to come…. But I think it is time for me to get to bed, and read a bit of the most amazing book I’ve read in months…. Very mind changing and yet, awakening, and no it’s not one of Dr Phill’s, “how to change your life in a day” poop, if only.. imagine that, no, imagine it was real and it worked… what would I change, and what would I change it too…
Yhe first I would make all cat’s loose the ability to make their self defence mating cry “outside my bedroom window” at 2am in the morning (who want to go down stairs that time anyway to tell a few male cat’s to take it elsewhere?)
Secondly, I would change some people surrounding my immediate environment (that the work place – also known as “Hell”), not really change them, maybe just eliminate them, and thirdly, but most definitely not lastly, I would change the figures on my current available balance on my bank accounts….All in a day… of changing your life.
More of this “once-in-a-while” amazing life experience soon, or not, maybe in a few weeks only… I love you all and try to be at least 22.5 % more than the you’re bestest…. But not where I work… (LOL – that is for another day)
