Daily rants of a cow

haha after I don't know how many years I've waited for this

I finally went to see an optician lol

So on the Isle of Man the government lets you have a free eye test which is cool so I turned up to Boots and booked in my appointment with a not very friendly guy.

Turns out its a full fledged test, try this lense, measure here and read there not too bad at all and over and above a flirty optician lol he even humoured my with a joke about carrot and rabbits lol

Anyways I'll try to buy some cool new glasses this coming week ...

When everything feels wrong and all there is inside is blackness, deep and without end what do you do?

Everything seems trivial and everything seems to stop and wait for something to happen but nothing does

How great is it to take a few days off, sit back and contemplate on what is going on

It seems that every time I'm off work my bf deems it convenient to give me his germs so all I've been doing it holding my head and trying to free up my sinuses

Well it could be worse I suppose....tomorrow its back to work, in the land of paperwork and technobable hehe

At least we get paid tomorrow so warm food for lunch

Isn't it great when people kiss and make up and suddenly all the frustration washes away like it was never there

and

one other thing

Thanks god for bank holidays and long weekends lol

happy weekend guys xxxxxxxxxx

Isn't it great when people appreciate what you do ?

At work I do loads of different stuff and I usually get put in all holes and fill in anywere that's leaking... so first thing in this morning I was thrown into this sampling thing to produce a report bla bla bla booooorrrrriiiiinnnngggg but at least different from the usual stuff.

So I got the managers thanks and a nice email copying in all the big heads which was nice of her to do...maybe they'll remember me when they're approving this years bonus

Which reminds me I have to think about where or what to do with it - (I've never had a bonus before) I feel quie excited actually lol

At home appreciation is a bit of a different matter unfortunately

Have this ever happened to you?

You wake up in a daze, go through the morning routine like a zombie (a quick one - because I'm always late) and before you know it, poof you're at you're desk looking like a doll, shuffling through papers clueless about what you're actually meant to be doing

Because I'm in a hurry in the morning I never have breakfast so by 10.30 I'm starving and would have a go at a horse if there happens to be one wondering on the floor lol

Overall the biggest morning trauma is actually trying to answer the phone and mumble the greeting trying to sound as awake as possible, I guess maybe if I was a coffe drinker the greeting would sound better but coffee is not my thing so I usually go for hot choclate or water.

What usually pisses me right off is people being annoyed at me if I yawn lol

The best part of living here are sundays........ long sleep-ins snuggled under a duvet with nothing on the to-do list

Because lets face it, what's a girl to do after a week of juggling things round to make everyone happy? my addiction..... sleep I could do it for ever live in bed with my mr talking about random stuff and watching you tube comedy central and live at the apollo

At home sundays would be a very different business... being woken up by mum mumbling about mass, big family lunch at 12pm and then off for a ride in the car for ice-cream or a lovely very yummy eclaire.

In a way I like a bit of both, its quite good to change once in a while, feel alive and look further than the nice and comfy bed

I guess it would all be different if I had commitments, children or pets hehe

ohhhh saturdays (sigh)

always gets me think that I could do so much more if I had a car or a destination for that matter, living in another country from all my friends doesn't help

we grew up in each others company and then one day I decided that everything was too small so i left maybe it would have been a good idea if i had convinced some of my closest to come with me

its strange that we found ourselves walking away from each other just because of work, money and the rest of it

i still cling to the little contact i have with them all and for some reason find it extremely difficult to make new friends, socialise and make myself and little happier

i was wondering if there are any others that feel the same way, they must be out there somewhere

what a kick in the ribs!

I've been looking forward to a romantic table for 2 at a posh restaurant for the last 2 weeks

surpres surprise

he cancelled the table!

we're not exactly swimming in cash but I always come second on his list........ always

So for my second post here's some thought on one of the most peculiar experiences I've been exposed to

I work in the finance industry - in compliance - you can image the excitment haha

All the employees were thrown in this obligatory training one day course to fully get the Intensive Customer Experience

This started off by having a competition between six teams on which team can get the most spinning plates on stick (circus style) - I instantly thought this is not going to be anything accademic hehe

It moved on to little cheesy dvd snippets of the big boss shooting cheesy little sentences about how important the customer is - as we didn't know already

To end the day they chose to put us through a stress test - 6 customers been through a gas explosion all with different policies - life, health and insurance. They put phones on our tables and in 90mins we had to deal with 8 weeks of work! (I thought this was a punishment from our nice smgs)

So you can imagine the confusion lol what a bunch of headless chickens! At the end of the exercise we were breathless and the customers weren't too happy

Anyways to cut the story short - I was so glad my role doesn't require me to talk to customers on the phone or face to face expecially to angry ones

I only get to be inquisitive and have a look at them from a distance - looking for fraud and assessing dodgy passport copies

I can't help but wonder what's changed me so much - I used to work on a cash register facing angy buggers for 6 years and it never really bothered me much

good evening all from the cow,

I thought i'd indulge myself in the blog extravaganza and start posting little snippets of my life here so maybe, eventually I will gain perspective on what's going wrong with me, my life in general.

So here it goes,

I'm 22..... 23 in may. I keep being told I've got a mental age of 40. Despite my best efforts to change and think outside the box I still believe my most sacred principles I cannot break.

Consider this:

Mr. C to Mr K.says; old lady on the balcony doing some work got blow off the edge because of the wind (for some reason he finds this hilarious so insert huge lols here) he continues on to say: image her twiggy broken arms and back (huge laughters still) quivering with pain HAHAHAHAHA

Because I'm not joining in - I'm called old -

so i say

heres the deal

that old lady's pain is not funny, sorry but I'm not humoured

on the contrary

I am disgusted that 2 men should find other people's pain funny