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8/1/02 Working, working, working! Does it ever bloody stop... obviously yes, cause im taking a break right now... but since just before christmas, go go go! Yes its tough work, but you know, pleasant also as you meet these unlikely characters that remind you of your friends, and yes im talking about one in particular. I was sitting at work the other day, doing not alot, pretty bored, just sitting there on the counter making markings on the smartee box with the razor blade (im also mastering that now so beware all those who piss me off) when the fattest little indian boy i have ever seen walked in! He was huge this kid, i mean, you know, we do see alot of fat kids around now-a-days (just look at my poor helpless brother) but this kid was HUGE. And you know, its like pretty rare to see a foreign kid fat... think about it! im not being racist here or whatever, but how many asian people do you see who are large? not many, you see, they're usually thin cause they have good diets... but nooo... this one kid was bigger than me, taller that is, and about 20 times as wide as me, and according to some people that's bloody huge! And not only was he huge, but boy did he stink. He stunk something rotten, it was sooo gross! And there i was, the only one in the shop, God knows what my bosses were doing, so i had to serve him and i was honestly apalled. This stinky, smelly fat kid just reminded me so much of a beloved friend of mine! I mean, same body weight, same kind of odour and it just brought these memories flooding back of not too long ago... and yes that delightful friend is Chad HW! And i had no qualms about telling him either... i messaged him promptly after the slug had left. "He likes you. he told me!" I told my Chaddy, which is true to a degree... just like the Orcs really told me that they liked Pat, Darren and Joel! It's true, i swear (daughter of a hairdressers' license and deli girls license) so yeah, there you go. The most unusual creatures, animals, things, or whatever you want to call those uneducated souls who know nothing of persoanl hygeine and dignity, can remind you of their like at the most uusual times! And if it wasnt for that boy i would never have brought a smile to chad's face that day! Now arent you glad i met him! However, these last few weeks in the deli have been a little painful... i had a shocking day on my last day the other day (wow, how many days in that sentence) picking up the wrong meat parcel for someone who ordered proscuito and got teawurst instead, overcharging people, underweighing meats, etc etc etc, couldnt have been worse. I think i was simply sick of it... no more for a while, time for a nice little break. Those long hours and dodgy pays were kinda beating me round... but i always managed to come out on top, babbling on to whoever wanted to listen and making endless lists on the paper bags... but, getting sidetracked i am now... back to the point, the smoke was horrendous! (wait, did i even get into the point yet?!) Yes you all know about the fires, how bad and im so apprectaitivce of all those who have taken their time and holidays to fight them for us... God bless Wollongong- how lucky we are, (great little hole we are) but i would walk into work every morning with a running nose, bleeding eyes (tears that is, im trying to be fancy with my words... but its obviously not working cause i cant even think of the correct term right now to state that properly) and sniffing. Everyones like ' oh you poor dear, have a cold?" and i was like noooooooooooo ' allergies, the smoke!' It was the topic of conversatoin with every single bloomin person that walked in the store. So was ' have a great christmas?' ' how was your new years?' I think i heard my boss tell a thousand different people about how great his new years was watching his 5 year old grandughter catch endless fish and proclaim it to him in sheer glee with a smile planted from ear to ear! I feel such sympathy for all shop workers now, having to bear that every year. I mean, its nice and all, if you mean it, but the commoner is really just trying to make conversation, half because they feel obliged to, the other half cause they're bloody derros and no one else will talk to them! So you get stuck saying the same false replies over and over again. In the end i really dont give a shit how anyone's new years were and i had no desire to share mine with anyoner else either. So thats what it does to you... the smoke, the festive season. People constantly asking " so what did santa bring you?' and im there, fuming under my breath, holding my tongue not to say " well what did yuoou get Jesus? It was his birthday!" but no... people forget that this time of year. Quite sad actually, but you know, thats the way things are. I guess being stuck in a deli for hours on end gives me more time to think about stuff like that so yeah, there ya go! Well now i've got to go back over this and fix up all my spelling mistakes. If it was a till (cash register) now, i wouldnt have made any... but noooo... bloody keyboards, dont have enough numbers on them or gst, bread, milk and food buttons do they! Well till next time, enjoy the rest of the site... i will be back and im still searching. From the Lord of the Tongs, the infamous deli girl... adios amigos! and enjoy your food! |
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