Wednesday's whack…

It’s early.

And I’m wide awake!!!

Been a while since I saw the sun rose – and it did so beautifully this morning.

And the rising sun was accompanied by Mr Benny Goodman, so, all in all, promises to be a good day today Wink

Only thing is, when one’s awake this early in the morning, one needs to eat.

Think a few slices of toast are in order, with yet another cup of the delicious Starbucks instant coffee I got Wink

After last night’s pit party, I relented and drove through to the Porra – seems like he has no problem having me there every night – and last night we actually talked, as opposed to body language!!

Just joking around about all the people you see at robots these days, begging.

Of course, one of my greatest fears is becoming one of those people.

And then he told me that he knows exactly what I’m going through.

Tells me in 1998, after he lost his job, he was a car guard at Northgate shopping centre for a few months. Then he worked at a friends burchery.

Was under administration, wife left to go to her parents, and then his one buddy phoned him, and he has not looked back since.

And I had to commend him for this.

He did what he had to, to make ends meet – one way or the other.

Can I see myself being a carguard?

I can indeed not.

But the chances are that I’m going to have to put my pride someplace where it can’t get in the way of me making a living.

Heard yesterday on the news that unemployment is at 25%. Of course they had an excuse – because of December jobs and yada, yada, yada…

Still.

It does not bode well for the general population out there.

Least of all me!

Thankfully, almost all my creditors are quite prepared to make some kind of arrangement.

And that’s scary in and of itself.

That people in the business of lending money have measures in place for when people lose their jobs.

Major measures at that!

It means that it’s becoming the norm rather than the exeption…

Anyhow.

I’m home now, time to start doing some of the things on my many lists Wink

Hope the day treats you only well…

JokesWareHouse.com

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Who’s the Boss?
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A young couple on their wedding night were in their honeymoon suite.
As they were undressing for bed, the husband, a big burly man, tossed his trousers to his new bride. He said, “Here, put these on.”

She put them on and the waist was twice the size of her body. “I can’t wear your trousers.” she said.

That’s right,” said the husband, “and don’t you ever forget it. I’m
the man who wears the pants in this family.”

With that she flipped him her panties and said, “Try these on.”

He tried them on and found he could only get them on as far as his kneecaps. “Hell,” he said. ”I can’t get into your
panties!”

She replied, “That’s right…and that’s the way it is going to
stay until your attitude changes.”

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11 comments on “Wednesday's whack…

  1. Ai Ghia – everytime I read your blog I hope that you are going to give good news and say you have found a job!! I think of you so often and hope that I am sending positive vibes to the angels of jobs for you! xxx

  2. That day will come Chris.Think we should then celebrate it with a huge MOB somewhere ;-)Already promised myself a new pair of shoes, and a proper, home cooked supper for the Porra the instant that happens.I WILL find something to do. Might take time, but I’ll get there eventually.Thanks for the wishes šŸ˜‰

  3. Hope something lucrative turns up soon. You have to keep believing it will. The Porra sounds good for you. šŸ˜‰

  4. He is very good for me AD – a strange specimen – a decent man – at least, so far!As for the other thing – it just has to šŸ˜‰

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