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Monday night was hilarious! I had a work function and it was the first time I've seen my boss for more than 2 minutes as he walks into the building or out of the building throwing me nothing more than a grunt or "catch ya". he's not a bad boss, I mean, he's very ignorant to what actually goes on here, and he is one of the main perpertrators of all the corruption that goes on here, but when you are the CEO, it kinda goes with the territory that you're going to jip the system for your own benefit. the point i'm trying to get to is, when he is drunk, he's just so normal. not like "I want to be mates with this guy, he is one phully sick motha fucka. word." but still, I was a little bit shocked.
So the work function was at the entertainment centre and the place was PACKED full of adelaides best restaurant owners, caterers, chefs, waiters, trainees, suppliers... etc etc. basically, if you have anything to do with the food industry you're supposed to be there. At first I was really awkward as I'm jsut the receptionist of a food catering equipment chainstore who technically was only there to fill the table, but as the drinks flowed everyone seemed to warm up to me. apart from Mon (PA for our boss) and Harvey birdman(state sales manager) and special K (salesperson, and massive freakin sleazebag) who are my work buddies, the people at our table were all looking down their noses at me for not being higher on the corporate food chain. but the drunker they got, the more they seemed intrigued by the idea of not owning two houses, a yaucht, 4 cars etc etc. I had cocktails brought to me, I had glasses of wine poured for me, and they were just so fucking interested in things like living in a shared house, taking public transport, communal cook ups and all the stuff I live by. I was tempted to teach them of the wonders of mi gorang noodles, but I decided to keep that little gem under wraps for the moment. It was funtacular!!
anyway here's my super emo spiel...
Kate is gorgeous, she does such kind and thoughtful things for me, like making my lunch every now and then and calling me at work when I'm clearly bored, and just generally being an awesome friend. but sometimes she can't really think past herself. sometimes its like "my way or the highway" with her. I'm trying really hard to be there for her, and when she's down i do things to cheer her up, take her out for girls night or make dinner or put on one of her favourite shows/movies or write little notes to leave around the house for her to find, and writing stupid funny stories about her crazy wacky adventures. but sometimes I get down and all I want is to be able to think about myself for a night and wallow in a bit of good ol fashion self pity. sometimes when thigns get me down I just need a good cry to get it all out and then go back to business as usual. the one night I needed that, she made it about herself. I hate saying this, it's so incredibly selfish but can't i have a night where i'm not worrying about other peoples stuff? .. yeup, that sounds so self-centred. I'm lucky that my friends trust me enough to confide in me and I'm bitching on about how its not enough me me me!
pathetic.
So the work function was at the entertainment centre and the place was PACKED full of adelaides best restaurant owners, caterers, chefs, waiters, trainees, suppliers... etc etc. basically, if you have anything to do with the food industry you're supposed to be there. At first I was really awkward as I'm jsut the receptionist of a food catering equipment chainstore who technically was only there to fill the table, but as the drinks flowed everyone seemed to warm up to me. apart from Mon (PA for our boss) and Harvey birdman(state sales manager) and special K (salesperson, and massive freakin sleazebag) who are my work buddies, the people at our table were all looking down their noses at me for not being higher on the corporate food chain. but the drunker they got, the more they seemed intrigued by the idea of not owning two houses, a yaucht, 4 cars etc etc. I had cocktails brought to me, I had glasses of wine poured for me, and they were just so fucking interested in things like living in a shared house, taking public transport, communal cook ups and all the stuff I live by. I was tempted to teach them of the wonders of mi gorang noodles, but I decided to keep that little gem under wraps for the moment. It was funtacular!!
anyway here's my super emo spiel...
Kate is gorgeous, she does such kind and thoughtful things for me, like making my lunch every now and then and calling me at work when I'm clearly bored, and just generally being an awesome friend. but sometimes she can't really think past herself. sometimes its like "my way or the highway" with her. I'm trying really hard to be there for her, and when she's down i do things to cheer her up, take her out for girls night or make dinner or put on one of her favourite shows/movies or write little notes to leave around the house for her to find, and writing stupid funny stories about her crazy wacky adventures. but sometimes I get down and all I want is to be able to think about myself for a night and wallow in a bit of good ol fashion self pity. sometimes when thigns get me down I just need a good cry to get it all out and then go back to business as usual. the one night I needed that, she made it about herself. I hate saying this, it's so incredibly selfish but can't i have a night where i'm not worrying about other peoples stuff? .. yeup, that sounds so self-centred. I'm lucky that my friends trust me enough to confide in me and I'm bitching on about how its not enough me me me!
pathetic.