Another One Bites the Dust...

Why is it that when you meet someone good and someone you think you can get along with really well and not pretend that you are somebody else, Murphy’s law kicks you in the butt and makes you realise that, “ girl! Whatever it is that you’re hoping to happen here, is not going to happen, not to you and not this time. It sucks!

  Sorry , I suppose I have not been visited by feelings of  sadness for awhile and unfortunately for me, this emotion is often accompanied by its miserable friends, bitter and selfish. It just seems like I have become very fond of , lets just say, a nice pair of pants, and now that I have been really comfortable wearing it and having it with me every time I travel , life has decided to take it away from me and I’m not ready to let go of my favourite pants, not just yet. If the choice is solely mine, I will keep it with me for a really long time, cause my other favourite pairs were taken from me as well and for some reason I know that it will probably take awhile before I can find another pair that fits perfectly. Its not fair!

  Its almost the same feeling I have whenever my Dad has to go to work and leave us for almost 9 to 10 months at a time, you just feel, helpless, cause you know he has to go and you cant do anything about it…You’re just left to deal with this feeling until I suppose just like everything else, time makes it a bit better…

  Thank God for good friends, they will always pick you up and let you know that, you are a good person and that this will pass and something good or maybe even better will come along. It sounds like a cliche but it does make you feel a little stronger and helps you move along.

May I Have a Room, Room please, Room please....

 Let me begin by saying that our hotel was all booked out for the week of Paddy's Day due to some groups in house, and naturally when we're fully booked for the week all of our other regulars who did not book ahead of time requests to be on the waiting list.
  Now, I am a very patient person and there's a period of time that you can ask me the same questions every time and at a specific period of time and I'll probably answer you with the same answers but after 3 days and you're still asking me the same question, I really get annoyed! I know that I should really be proud and flattered that people love the place a lot not to give up on any chance that there may be a cancellation and they can be booked in on that note, but after awhile of listening to the same tune, it really gets old and tiring. Why is it so hard for people to just stop for a minute and think that maybe if they stop for a awhile, they can extend their energies into something more productive, like maybe getting over the fact that the hotel is sold out and looking for another place to stay rather than trying in futility, again and again and again, knowing that they will only get the same result.

Happy Paddy's Day 

Regular Guest: Are you still kicking me off the hotel? Where there any cancellations today?

Owl: Oh sir, I'm afraid were still all booked. But, let me think for awhile...

Regular Guest: turns to me with an expectant look in his eyes...

Owl: hmmm...maybe I can ask my colleague from housekeeping to bring you some blankets and sheets and you can camp out here in the lobby, just by the fireplace. Or do you prefer  for me to go to the engineering office and build you a room somewhere that is attached to the hotel, may take a awhile thou... or did you want me to tell the highest paying guest to pack his bags so you can move cozily to his room... Let me know which option you'd like and I'll gladly fucking attend to it immediately!

  Oh if only... if only i knew how...

  Happy Paddy's Day to everyone, sorry i'm a little sour, I am on a two week break after Paddy's weekend so I feel relieved in a way, had a wonderful and quiet weekend with people that I like and even though I am not travelling anywhere nice I am OK....

Mirror Looking Workouts

 Just had a busy day at work and my equilibrium has been shattered because of the unexpected busyness of the day. It all ended with me going home an hour and a half later with no extra pay and some much wanted sleep, which did not come easily and was interrupted after a few hours by a scrawny dude who was offering a discount if we switch electric companies. Uggghhh.... I managed, not to be rude and was actually proud of myself for keeping my conversation in line with this dude while we were discussing the switch.

I look so good babeyhh!

  The only thing that made me laugh this day was a story from one of my colleagues about his workout in the gym. He said that he went in for a swim, then went for the stationary bikes for a awhile and he was freaked out of all the people working out and looking at themselves in the mirror while doing so. I'm not sure if it was funny cause I'm guilty of doing it myself or cause I'm imagining people doing this and imagining them thinking "maybe, if I stare at myself more, I'll loose a couple of more pounds!" Cracked me up and actually made feel a bit better, knowing that there are small funny things that makes life easier to live by.

  That's all for now folks, my energies does not seem to be giving me a lot of funny things to write about this days, not to worry, I'm sure there's plenty more to come....

Aquachic

So, I went out for a swim with a friend and for some reason, the pool on a Friday morning was busy and I generally enjoy observing people so after two laps I just sat down by the edge of the pool to watch people from all walks of life. There was this guy who I thought I knew and who kept on smiling at me so I just smiled back politely, after a while when he smiled at me and my friend, it just kind became a bit creepy. We went to the dry sauna for awhile and were chatting a bit, oblivious that we're the only two girls there and are surrounded by tattooed men with their thick Dub accents, reminds me of the guy who collects our bins, and whoever works with me on nights will know it when I say "thorntons recycling."

 Anyway, back to the pool and the lady who caught my attention most is Aquachic, cause she had all this gears with her, like flippers for the feet, and something similar for the hands as well. And she can do this flip under water after a lap that I have been dreaming to learn all my life. When I see it being done, it always kinds of amazes me, so cool! So I just want to say, for Aquachic, who I kept staring at while she glides on and overtakes the dude who really should be on the medium lane, kudos to you for splashing some water on my face while I'm trying to finish one of my laps.

Troll In the Lobby

You will hear from me in the morning!!!

  I wish I can write a romantic story where I had a secret admirer who gave me a bouquet of red roses on Valentines Day so I can at least occupy my thoughts on silly imaginings and be happy for at least a moment or maybe awhile, seeing as it does not take much to make me happy. What I got, instead, is an obnoxious guest returning in the hotel early in the morning, drunk, shouting obscenities because he was not able to get past the locked doors  after giving out the wrong room number when asked, at past one in the morning...

Mr. Troll: "You did not let me in! Me! I will talk to someone in the morning about this!" (in an incredulous tone, pointing his finger at me and repeating the same sentence, as if I did not hear it loud and clear.) Blah blah blah...

Owl: Sir, this is being done for your own security as well as all the residents in house.

Mr. Troll: (Angrily) I will talk to someone in the morning! (storms off)

   God must have misheard me when I prayed for a tall nice guy, He probably just heard the tall bit and dropped off a troll by mistake cause a more urgent prayer needed to be heard. Well, what can I say... some people probably have the troll genes on them and however human like they seem, their "inner troll" still comes out naturally. This dude has been flagged already from hand overs as one of the idiotically demanding ones and he is not even a loyal member. I suppose I was one of the "lucky" ones to actually have the pleasure of meeting him. What a charming guy! 

Fish Cyclops

Hey! Can you tell me where my friend Nemo is?

Funny story.... for me anyway. One of my workmates was telling me a story about her pet fish and how one of them died. Her housemate apparently scooped up one of this goldfish (described as the one with the bulging eyes) because it seemed sick, so the housemate apparently blew some air on to the fish's mouth and one of the eyes popped out of the socket! This, for some reason cracked me up 'cause I was imagining this happen in a cartoonish way in my minds eye, even though it was described in a very solemnly endearing manner. The fish obviously died and was apparently flushed down the toilet.  To comfort her I just said, "Don't worry, your housemate is probably going to be haunted by Cyclops Fish," and this made her smile a bit. I'm not into fish, I'm more of a dog person, that's probably why I find this a little funny.
  A lot of turnover on people work wise, I used to view this in a sad way before, kind of makes me think how people are changing their lives and somehow I am not. But now I, for some reason have a different point of view about it, It seems refreshing in a way that now that some people are gone, there's an opportunity to meet new people, and hopefully get to know and learn from them...

Annual Christmas Party!

 Just had our annual Christmas Party and it was good fun!(despite the horrible rainy day) I must say, from thinking of what I'm going to wear, to getting to the venue and actually getting that first glass of prosecco. It must have been a long time since I did any kind of socializing, to actually look forward to this one. The food was a bit disappointing and almost everyone found it tasteless however the band and the dancing was good. Made even better by observing all your tipsy colleagues who had enough drinks and feels uninhibited enough to actually not realise that they're making Muppet's out of themselves, yours truly included of course! Going to a night club afterwards is reminiscent of the good old days when the horrid smell of alcohol and sweat mixed together in a basement did not seem to faze me. Throw in all the young lads who keeps eyeing or otherwise chatting you up and "Happy Days" it actually feels like I'm in my twenties again for a short period of time. The sleeplessness and the alcohol sweats because you knew you had too much, instantly brings you back to earth and makes you realise that "yes, my dear, sadly you are not in your twenties no more!"

 So, I just finished most of my tasks and its nice and quiet in the lobby. Just thinking about the last couple of days and how people just kept on moaning about stuff. You know, stuff that did not happen, stuff that happened because of someone, boss stuff, stuff that's getting on the way of other stuff. It just feels like everything is spiralling into this big snowball of unhappy stuff! Anyway, when energy like this goes around its usually contagious and once people start on a roll, you might as well roll with them cause there really is no way of getting around it. The good news is that it has a beginning and an end and I have a feeling that its ending soon. So, we look forward to when the good stuff starts rolling!