I have just deleted another 50 or so spam messages. Thank goodness for Akismet! I don’t have time to moderate this amount of crap! So, in no uncertain terms, let me inform you that:
I don’t have a penis, therefore, do not require Viagra. I am bored and uninterested in the effect of Viagra on women. I do not use, nor intend to use Zoloft, Phentemine, Valium or any other “sold without a presciption online” pharmaceuticals. In fact, I don’t want any pharmaceuticals if I have to get them online and without a prescription.
I do however require:
Advil - for the throbbing headache I get every time I open comments for moderation and see and endless line of spam.
Coffee - to keep me alert while deleting useless crap off my blog
A Bath - to sooth my frazzled nerves at the anticipation of more spam
A massage - to ease my aching muscles achieved from high levels of annoyance
So unless you are an actual person who has a genuine comment or are promoting a Swedish guy named Sven who is an expert in massage therapy, carries a flask of rich-roasted, hot coffee, a bubble packet of Advil and a hip-holstered bottle of vanilla scented bubble bath….
We were sitting at the dinner table tonight reminiscing about the old Canadian Minute Heritage commercials on TV in Canada when this tune popped into my head and stuck there. I think it may have run on CBS or CBC but I might be mistaken, please correct me if you know!
In any case, I remember loving the song but not really understanding it as a kid. I couldn’t believe it when I found found it on YouTube quick as can be! Here are the lyrics for those who just need to know…like me!
If you should ask any girl from the parish around
What pleases her most from her head to her toes
She’ll say, “I’m not sure that it’s business of yours
But I do like to waltz with a log driver”.
For he goes birling down a-down the white water
That’s where the log driver learns to step lightly
It’s birling down, a-down white water
A log driver’s waltz pleases girls completely.
When the drive’s nearly over, I like to go down
To see all the lads while they work on the river
I know that come evening they’ll be in the town
And we all want to waltz with a log driver.
To please both my parents I’ve had to give way
And dance with the doctors and merchants and lawyers
Their manners are fine but their feet are of clay
For there’s none with the style of a log driver.
I’ve had my chances with all sorts of men
But none is so fine as my lad on the river
So when the drive’s over, if he asks me again
I think I will marry my log driver.”
OK, I think we can all safely say, that after working in a ladies fashion boutique fulltime for a few weeks, I am not a salesperson at heart.
My feet never stopped hurting, I was never really overly impressed with the pay and after my run in with “B” well… we all know how that went.
In the meantime, I got a call from the agency that had my resume on file but was struggling to find me a position that offered both the pay I wanted and the hours I wanted. My agent, let’s say “H”, called to inform me that she had found a position that she was pretty sure was perfect for me, and that I was ideal for them.
Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, I agreed to interview with them… today! I didn’t want to jinx it by posting about it before the interview and good thing too, because I got the job!
I’m MUCH happier with the hours, permanency and pay and I found the people in the office to be extremely pleasant and they seemed to get my sense of humour (always a bonus.)
I don’t start for a few weeks so I’ll continue to work for the boutique if they need me until then. I may even continue to do the odd shift here and there because I did really like the people in the shops near me and it gets me a 40% discount on clothes!
Boy… when it rains, it pours!
Sorry for the lapse in posts but to be perfectly honest, I’m too tired to bother. I’ve been working full time this week so I leave the house by 8am and I’m not back until after 6pm, then there’s dinner and by the time that’s done, I’m knackered. Brian has thankfully started dinner every night before I get in and I’ve not had to cook at all!
I’m really trying here to dredge something up to write about but my brain cells are already sleeping…No wait, I do have one thing…
One of the ladies that I am presently working with, let’s call her “B”, makes me want to got into the bathroom and slit my wrists every time I talk to her. She speaks in this monotone drone which makes me wonder if it’s cigarettes she’s smoking when she goes outside and she is just so depressed, put upon, taken advantage of etc..etc.. She’s really bitter about what she perceives as a slight from the bosses at work and could care less about customers or if the shop makes money (though she is quick to swoop in and nick my customers when I am not looking). She’s really condescending when talking to other people and everything she says sounds “rough”. I have no clue how this woman got a job working in a ladies fashion boutique!
Now, to be fair, I’ve only just met her on Monday so maybe she’s having a really bad week. On the other hand, I very, very, very rarely dislike anyone. I’m quite the people person and it really takes a lot for me to write someone off. I don’t know for sure but either way, I just don’t enjoy B’s company and unfortunately, I have 2 more days to work with her.
So I found this face recognition software that supposedly tells you what celebrity you look most like. It’s best to use a front-facing, clear photo (of your face obviously.) Side facing photos can wind up matching with somebody simply in the same pose for lack of other similar features.
Now, I have been told on occasion in my like that I looked like Drew Barrymore and I’ve even gotten Natalie Portman once or twice but I have never had anyone tell me I look like Ava Gardner. Maybe that’s because the people who remember Ava are too old to care that I might resemble her slightly but apparently, she’s my top match.
I’m not complaining.
I ran it again with a different photo just for fun and to see if there were any double hits. Interestingly, I got a 90% hit to Kirsten Dunst but the only face that shows up again is Kristen Kreuk.
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