Far too Happy... or is it busy... to blog!
So Mrs. Macca was so kind as to point out to me that this blog has been getting a bit... boring lately.
Its true, sorry to say! I've been so busy / happy lately that there isn't a) any time or b) anything interesting to say! But here are some small things to keep you happy Mrs. Mac...
A little story about Bad Service:
After a full morning perusing other peoples stuff at garage sales on the weekend, Ellvis and I decided that we would have a lovely lunch at a local cafe. So we went into the cafe, took a seat and placed our order with the waitress.
Shortly afterwards, another waitress arrived with our beverages. Ellvis's coffee, and my pot of tea. She put the drinks down, and asked me if I needed milk. I said, yes please. I then added, I asked for extra milk.
She snapped back at me "Yeah, well I only have two hands." Clearly she was not having a good day / was a shithouse waitress.
She bought the milk out and then went over to the next table where she had a very obvious conversation about myself and Ellvis with the couple sitting there. She then went and bought a childrens colouring in book for the girl of the couple, and again, had a very pointed, obvious and audible conversation with the girl about us.
The service was shithouse, long story short I guess. Why do people like this enter the service industry?????
More importantly - WHY DO THEY ALWAYS HAVE TO WAIT ON MY TABLE!!!???
I let her know at the counter when she took our payment that I had been less than impressed with the service that she offered us. Terrible. I'm taking my usual stand and telling EVERYONE.
Other than that, I'm just disgustingly happy really. Ellvis is a wonder and delight to me, and takes up a lot of my time. Plus its the end of the year now, five weeks till Christmas etc. Its just a busy time of the year.
There was one other thing I wanted to record for prosterity though... Oh shit, make that TWO THINGS!!!
Ellvis told me that he LOVES ME.
(I asked him if he'd said it by accident.) (He said no, then he repeated it.)
(AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!! JOY!! DELIGHT!! SMILES!! SUNSHINE!! HAPPINESS!!)
(I said it back... but not straight away. I let him wait a bit ;) I'm mean!!)
The other thing is not so nice, but kind of funny.
There is this lady I've been helping for a while now. I was at her house, and her MIL came in. Older lady, in her sixties I'd say.
The MIL started getting stuck into the lady, verbally abusing her. I went and stood behind the lady, asked the MIL to leave.
She told me that noone here likes me, that I'm an interfering little bitch, and that if I didn't stay out of her way she was going to punch me in the face.
Yep.
Sass.
Making elderly ladies threaten physical violence since 2008.
