Weblog of LittleBeetle_82

Mood: Mmmm, not bad

Whoa, what an incredibly tiring weekend!!

 

I had a delightful half hour facial on Saturday afternoon, it was very relaxing.  Next time I want to go back for a relaxation massage!  I do have a gift voucher to use with Betty but I think I’ll leave that.

 

That afternoon I went to my cousin’s wedding, she looked beautiful.  It was in a Catholic Church – I reckon when I get married I won’t be having it in any Church.  (I was raised as a Catholic but I’ve found over the years I am starting to lose faith and disagree with a lot of the Church’s teachings/beliefs – for example they preach forgiveness yet don’t accept homosexual people.  Highly hypocritical bunch they are.). 

 

After that was the reception – nice but long.  By the time they got through all the formalities (speeches etc) it was 11:30pm (and way past my bedtime!!!!).

 

Then on Sunday we had a do on for my Nanna, for her 90^th birthday!  Many relatives traveled far and wide to be with her, it was great to catch up with a lot of relatives I hadn’t seen for years.  A very uplifting day.

 

Haven’t heard anything from the place where I had a job trial, I’m not too fussed though.  I think if it’s meant to be then it will be.  There’s nothing I can do to change anything, all I can do is accept what happens.

 

I’m about to type up a complaint letter to send to a club on behalf of Mum.  Four of us went out to lunch at a prominent club the other day, got served by Little Miss Attitude.  When the meals were “ready”, only three of them actually were – Mum’s wasn’t.  They said they were cooking hers now and it would be another 15mins.  20mins later, and after everyone else had finished their meals, Mum’s was still nowhere in sight.  She went and asked Little Miss Attitude for a refund, and received no apology or explanation whatsoever as to why the meal never showed up.  It’s just poor management really, what sort of a restaurant feeds a group of people in dribs and drabs?  Not a good one, that’s for sure.

 

Speaking of complaints, I once got a free night in a $200+ motel room because of a complaint letter!  My boyfriend and I had gone to this flash motel to book a nice room for his birthday.  We got shown a honeymoon suite which we didn’t want, and chose instead a VIP suite which was like a miniature apartment.  We paid our deposit and came back the following weekend, but discovered that we had been “moved” from the room we booked, into the honeymoon suite.  We didn’t like that one bit and went to stay elsewhere.  When I got home, I typed up a letter immediately, and sent it to the motel and also to the head office of the motel chain.  A week or so later I got a phone call from the motel, offering us the room we had looked at for FREE!!!  So that was great.  The managers were appreciative of the letter.  Because they aren’t always around, they aren’t aware of every problem that arises or when their customers get stuffed around!!!  So it turned out good for us!!!

 

Sometimes it pays to make businesses aware of their snotty staff or poor service!!

 

So anyway it's going to be a fairly quiet week.  I'm going to catch up with one of my old workmates (from the place I just finished up at) on Thursday for lunch, that same day I've got to go back to the specialist and see when he can "microchip" me (that's seriously what it reminds me of!) and apart from that it should be rather quiet...

Mood: A bit sad

On my mind…

I’m reading a book at the moment called “On Death Row”, it’s about prisoners sentenced to die for their crimes.  I’ve only read the first chapter but it’s really got me thinking.  What makes people tick?  What pushes them so far over the edge that they commit such horrendous, unthinkable crimes?  I’ve always been for the death penalty, I believe some people deserve to die for their crimes – as long as it can be proven 100%.  Others I believe should have to rot in a prison cell for all eternity.

 

What do you think about the young Australian in Singapore that has been sentenced to hang for drug smuggling?  Too harsh a penalty?  I know how destructive drugs can be and I believe the courts should be strict on people who flout the laws, but is it worth taking a life?  I guess people go to these countries knowing full well the consequences of their actions, but I really feel for the guy, and his poor family.  How terrible for his mother, knowing one stupid mistake has taken her son away forever.  I read that he was only acting as a drug mule to raise some money to pay of his brother’s drug debts.  But then again, when you consider the lives that would be destroyed by those drugs…it’s a very confusing subject.  But I really think Australia is too lenient on drug traffickers. 

 

Lately…job hunting

I’ve had a couple of job interviews lately, one I REALLY wanted but didn’t get so I was very disappointed and disheartened. 

Then I saw a job in the paper that was made for me, it’s very similar to my last job and I had all the relevant experience so I applied for that. 

I heard from them within two days, wanting me in for an interview early the next week.  I went in Monday and had the interview, basically I didn’t feel that good about it. I wasn’t too confident at all (because I just think I should be ready for the rejection letters to come in, now I have five of them so it’s a bit depressing).  But I had a phonecall from the office manager yesterday, calling to see if I could come in for a trial today (Thursday) for five hours. 

 

Still I wasn’t overly optimistic.  Every rejection has zapped a bit of my fighting spirit.

 

So I went in today, the girls were lovely. 

The job is a lot more involved than any of my previous jobs, and busy too.  I also discovered that I was the only person called in for a trial. 

They decided to do that because the last couple of people that had worked there thought it would just be a basic reception job, answering phones and booking in patients, and they wanted to make sure that the person they might offer the job to would be fully aware that the job involves a lot more than just the basic reception duties. 

 

 

Lately…girl stuff

Anyway, so last week I went to see a specialist, I’ve been getting constant lower abdominal cramping for a while now, rather like the lovely “ladies days” cramps, just not as bad.  I’ve always had pretty severe pain during those “dark days”, so much so that I’ve been given a couple of prescription painkillers, the first lot that made you feel happy and dopey (because they fall under the classification of narcotics!) and the second lot just make you feel detached and you never need to go to the loo (opiates).  I hate the fact that I have to resort to taking these kinds of drugs, it’s not good for me but they’re the only thing that work for longer than half an hour and allow me to get through the day without doubling over in pain.

 

So, my specialist suggested that an implant (Implanon) would be the answer to all my problems.  He has suggested it before in the past (saw him a few years ago) but I was dead against it.  For those of you who don’t know, Implanon is a thin flexible plastic rod about forty millimeters long, which is inserted under the skin of the inside of your upper arm.  Over three years it releases progestogen which is a contraceptive agent found in the pill.  It’s a horrible thought.  Apart from that I’ve heard horror stories of women who had a period for months and had to get the Implanon removed.  Is there anyone out there with any comments about it?  I think I’m going to go ahead with it.  If it stops the constant cramping/period pain and spares me the pain of a laparoscopic examination, then maybe it’s worth a shot… but it’s a gamble, it could either be really great or really terrible, you never know until you try.

 

Well, I think that’s about it for tonight, I’m completely exhausted so I think it’s time I headed to bed.

 

Bye for now.

Mood: Thoughtful

I received this email from a friend, it's very thought provoking and I thought I'd share it with you all:

To realize

The value of a sister:

Ask someone

Who doesn't have one

 

To realize

The value of ten years:

Ask a newly

Divorced couple.

 

To realize

The value of four years:

Ask a graduate.

 

To realize

The value of one year:

Ask a student who

Has failed a final exam.

 

To realize

The value of nine months:

Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.

 

To realize

The value of one month:

Ask a mother

Who has given birth to

A premature baby.

 

To realize

The value of one week:

Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

 

To realize

The value of one minute:

Ask a person

Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

 

To realize

The value of one-second:

Ask a person

Who has survived an accident.

 

Time waits for no one.

 

Treasure every moment you have.

 

You will treasure it even more when

you can share it with someone special.

 

To realize the value of a friend or family member :

LOSE ONE.

 

Mood: Kind of cranky

Well, it’s been a strange week.

 

I spent 2 days of it showing the Very Young Trainee how to do MY job.  It kind of sucked. 

 

ANYWAY, I’ve spent the last 2 days not doing much, I went into work today to have lunch with my workmate who I’ve become pretty good friends with, she had to make a phonecall so I went out to the reception area when my favourite patient came along, I was chatting to him when my BEST FRIEND Betty came along and asked to speak to me for a minute.

 

Uh oh. 

 

Turns out she had called the Very Young Trainee this morning and asked her to fix up her banking for her.  The Very Young Trainee says “Oh, I haven’t been shown how to do any of your stuff” (which is not true, it’s the same as EVERYONE ELSE’S which I explained to her!).  Betty blasts me saying “I always feel like my work comes second around here” (well to be BRUTALLY HONEST, it DOES!  My employer’s work came first, ALWAYS, Betty only contributed, like $14 a week towards my wage!  GEEZ, she thinks she owns me!!!!) and she kept carrying on “I paid for you as well…” RIGHTEO!  YES, you REALLY helped out on that one!!  I said “Look, I didn’t not show her on purpose, I’m not THAT KIND OF PERSON” when what I really wanted to say was a naughty word followed by the word “off”.

 

So then I had to go and show the trainee how to do it – Betty actually had the spreadsheets I had made up for her to write the takings on, in her ROOM.  I’m sure the Very Young Trainee would have thought to rifle through her crap to find those!!  Apart from that, Betty seems to be so damn stupid that she wouldn’t think for a minute “Right, LB is under a bit of stress having just lost her job and has had the disheartening task of training someone 6 years younger than herself EVERYTHING she has been doing in just 2 days, maybe I’ll cut her some slack and realize she’s not the vindictive, evil person I like to make out, and maybe I’ll just show the Very Young Trainee how to do it, seeing as though it’s so easy that someone as stupid as myself can figure it out”.  But NOOOOOO!!!!  She doesn’t think like that at all!!!  It’s just ME ME ME with her!!!  Honestly, some people really test your patience!!

 

So apparently Betty comes into work in a REALLY bad mood, rude to everyone.  Because of evil ME! 

 

I’m going into work to fill in for VYT on Tuesday & Wednesday next week, if Betty tries any crap on me again, or berates me for something so trivial, I’ll tell her where she can go!!  Enough is enough!  Especially since I don’t officially work there anymore!!  I’m sure no one will care anyway, most of the people at work can’t stand her or her pathetic attitude!!! 

 

I just don’t understand how someone can go through life being such a moody b***h!!!

 

I was quite annoyed by it all.  I wanted to have a good day, catching up with my workmate, having a nice lunch but instead I had to put up with Betty’s crap.  I know, I know.  I shouldn’t let someone like that get me down but what I wonder is, what gives her the right to be that way towards me?  Does she have some Superior Chip installed in her brain that says she has permission to boss everyone around?

 

Anyway, by the sounds of it, some of the other people there miss me, VYT has stuffed up a few things which they are annoyed about!  Poor girl, but at the same time I’m glad they miss me!