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| 12/01/02 Well, here in the Hill on my much deserved break, a deli girl does have a life, and of excitment, outside the confines of the small shop and the shelves of food and candles, you know! I couldn't previously release my exact whereabouts as I planned with a friend a suprise birthday visit for a friend (Chad) in Broken Hill, Lu jumping out of the loo saying ' suprise' was quite clever I thought, all thansk to the help of my mate Ashlee... So here I am, in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of strange people who enjoy their cars and playing in the dirt. Ashlee, the estranged witch who didn't enjoy Harry Potter the movie, and my chicken legged country bumpkin (the one who reminded me of the fat indian boy) prove the like of this small country town... but all the same, i must have a fetish for evil things (like all those movies i watch) to make me stronger, and i must also have a thing for ugly, smelly boys, otherwise I wouldnt be here. While i cant agree with Chad and say that all or most of the boys here are gorgeous, they do have plenty of AFL players, and at that i have no qualms about whatsoever! But yes, incase you were wondering, I do know what a social life is and at times (despite what my 18yr old friends back home might say), the good little Christian Deli girl can be rebellious, and last nite's activites certianly prove that. Beware now for all those who percieve me to be that conservative yet absently rude, child of the Gong, the Hill has moulded me into something much different (well atleast for one nite)... must be the 40 degree hot days! Last nite, after Ash and i, along with others, finished watching ' Henry... oops, Harry Potter' at the Silver City cinema's, Ash and i left the group and proceeded on our own up to the local Musco's club (fascinating how it takes five minutes to walk from each place to the next) where Chad was meant to be waiting out the front for us. There was a small hope that i would get inside without being checked... but my height is very decieving, not to mention the fact that i am underage anyway... but, no doubt, we were asked to sign in and for photo ID... well great, there went that hope, until a little prayer was said and soon answered when a bunch of people stepped up to the desk and took all their attention from me. So promptly i stepped inside, blatently ignoring the signs about fines and underage'ness... and Ashlee quickly followed.. Chad and Bryce greeted us and took us inside. But boy was i paranoid! Police came in, the guards kept walking past, and each time i'd either wrap my arms around Chad or Byrce, or pretend to be in deep conversation with them. And there was the one time when Ash and almost seemed to be playing hide and seek amongst the Poker machines, where i then retreated into the girls toilets and came out at the same time as the infamous BK (now notably, not so much with Chad's obsession with him, but for his intellect- did you know there was a place called Bancouver and Cairo was spelt with a K?) but i had a go of the pokies... lost each time, unfortunatley and probably much to the dismay of Ashlee who kept giving me $1 coins... because someone was using her spells on the machines to scrape up over $20! But to give her some due, she was great and gave us each a dollar from her winnings... wow ash, you could end up being generous and all! Anyway, the Musco's was kinda lacking in action so Chad and the gang decided they wanted to head off to the Demo (another clubby/pubby thing) cept one fat problem... they were sure that the guards would not only ask for id, but they would also check before you could go in. Well this is where two more Broken Hill characters came into play... one of the, 24 yrs old, had her license, and with chad's glasses on, i could maybe just pass as her. Well it was worth a shot. Luckily when i showed them the license (scared shitless mind you and bloody obvious to everyone there i think) the other character was there when i was asked what type of license i had. " A western Australian one!" came the saviour of all replies... and i sighed a breath of relief. " Yeah, i'm on holidays" i proclaimed, feebly trying to add to the sincerity of the story. And then i walked straight in. Everyone was grinning... but thinking in the back of their mind that the guard just must have just felt sorry for me... as if he couldnt tell! anyway, i still got in... So there we were, us and like 2 other people inside. Man, that place was pumping (note the sarcasm) but no sooner had we arrived, they decided to head off to yet another place. I dont know what was more intriguing... the fact that this was chad's first nite out, or another chance at seeing if i could just scrape in at yet another bar! Anyway, off we walked (yet again) to another bar, the Black or something-or-rather, apparently noted as a 'gay bar' after midnite, which is the time we went. Bryce and Chad had their hearts set on entering together, as partners, just for the sake of it. So I claimed Ash, but i think that scared her away... haha, yes the thought quite scary, but not nearly as bad as her face! ewwww gross! Anyway... Once again there were security gurds there, but i walked straight in again. This time i felt a little better... I was standing next to a very, very short girl (omg, she was even shorter than me) so i felt a little safer. Well we didnt stay there long, and it was only a little while before i couldnt stop yawning (i've had heaps of practice from my deli hours) and Ash and i decided to head off... so out into the bloody freezing cold weather, after a day of like 40 degress, again, we headed back to the car. So yeah, was a funny nite... not what you'd expect for me, you know, being cooped up in a deli all day, coming home to nothing but a bitching mother, a brother on the bloody guitar and me just wanting sleep, (or ok, ok then, the internet) but... i still made it...alive, and uncaught, tho that doesnt really say much for what my conscience was doing to me! Funny people here you know, all love you to try things that are illegal... but hey, its broken hill! I would never have made it if i was back in the Gong, in fact i doubt my friends would even bother to try... no... they wouldnt. They wouldnt even bother to read this, but hey, once again, thats life! Oh well, my time out here has been great, and it aint over yet... i've still got a few days left. But this was for you, a day away from the tongs and the meat and the dullness... a few hours away from light, where the night dominated, the wind chilled and my bloomin heart pounded harder than it has in a long time. But no, i didnt drink... i didn't eat anything and was told that i looked like i was wasting away (in all sincerity from a drunk guy) but hey... big deal! Ash was the one getting checked out my her drunk ex's, hehe... needless to say i had a good sleep. no more dreams plagued by cutting my hands or figuring out other ways to breathe so as not to inhale the stench of the local ferals... they have their own out here... i know, im living with one! Anyway, till next time guys... keep buying ur meats and chips and lollies and smile at the chiks who are working in any grocery place, trust me, they need it! byebye, keep tuned... there may be more insight yet into the secret life of a deli girl... just maybe. |
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