Thanks Dooce
March 8, 2010
Not only is Dooce.com a great blog to read, but it taught me a great lesson. Do not blog about work, or work mates. Though I kind of ignored that for my last blog, but that was much more about my aspirations, and if I could achieve that at my work place. I have refrained from telling many amusing stories about my co-workers, because you know I don’t want to lose my job. However, this means a lot of my “interesting” life is off limits to my blog!
So instead I’ll leave you with this photo of Paul Anka being interesting and shaking paws.
And after a short time…
June 27, 2009
we moved!
www.taciturnly.com
The work.
June 26, 2009
I started my first job just before I was 16, and worked there until I was just about to turn 20. I had grown up with those girls, I had bosses who loved me like I was there own kid and took care of me. I had stepped up into the role of a senior, and protected the younger girls. It was most of teenager years, and I went through most my trauma there.
When I started at my new job, it was more stressful, more boring and nothing like the family business I was used to. I’d go from bored, to busy and stressed, to thinking I had it worked out. After about six months, I’ve started seeing some awesome marketing opportunities, began wanting to step up in my job and make my mark. I’m surprised, I didn’t think I’d get here with this job. It’s now time to start it up and get noticed.
The other point I’m surprising myself with, is my acceptance of my new co-workers. Like I said previously, I grew up with the girls from my first job. We finished school, went to uni, had first boyfriends, had first breakups, first acoholic drinks, all that fun stuff, and now I am in an environment where everyone is older than me (except one co-worker) and I thought I would never get to that caring stage.
Then one day, I walked back from the loo, walked into the room. The co-workers who can drive me bonkers, where laughing. I joined in the craziness for a few seconds and then realised, maybe, just maybe I will get there with these guys. Maybe.
Welcome Paul Anka
June 7, 2009
, originally uploaded by radiostarxelle.
Adopted from the RSPCA, he is a lil charmer. He’ll not stop until you grab him and calm him down. He continually surprises me with just how clever he is, he learnt how to shake paws, high five, and beg in two days, though he won’t do it for anything less than a treat.
He might eat our shoes, and wake us up at 6am, but he is one awesome puppy.
Somewhat homely.
June 7, 2009
Who knew I’d turn into someone who gave a crap about how my house looks? I’m fairly sure I never did a honest days worth of chores at my folks house. Now? Now, I’m grabbing my vinegar, microfibre cloth and scrubbing the mirror clean, getting excited about new vacuums and complaining about dust.
My mum would be proud. (And annoyed that I never helped out as a child.)
I’m attempting to come up with a list of daily/weekly/monthly chores that I must do, rather than the random schedule I keep at the moment. Instead I do it all at once, and get bored and end up distracted playing guitar hero with the boy.
