Not how I planned this post to be
So. I've been a bit busier of late. It's mainly to prepare for the masterclass that started yesterday and will end today. I had to print out so many copies of the handouts onto the photocopier and that really pissed me off coz I have to take the printouts off the finisher once it's finished 10 sets, coz they're that thick/heavy.
It didn't help that the stupid machine jammed every couple of pages. That involved practically taking the whole bloody thing apart to remove the supposedly jammed pages of paper. It was probably a good workout, but thinking that way doesn't make me any less pissed.
Then, there were the order forms to print and fold. But I suppose we can use the folding machine from now on. The guy that usually uses the folding machine to fold letters tried it out yesterday, and it was just about as precise as when I did the folding by hand.
Anyways. So yeah. Work actually involved work to be done. How novel.
Mom's got a new job that pays her to practically do nothing too. And her boss treats her really well. And they get a full day's pay even if they finish their work earlier and leave before the end time (by the boss's leave). So I don't get why people complain and leave that job. I'd love it if I could go off early when I've finished my work and still get a full day's pay. People are a bit crazy.
I've discovered that I hate shopping with my mother. She LOVES shopping. She THRIVES on shopping. It's as if she lives just to shop. Oh, she doesn't necessarily buy stuff. She just walks through the ENTIRE store and notes the prices on the stuff. We spend at least an hour in each supermarket coz of that. And in most malls, there are quite a few supermarkets/departmental stores. So we walk into Coles, spend about an hour there (despite my very obvious reluctance to walk), go into Woolies and look again at the same stuff. Then it's to Kmart. Or Target. Or Big W. And more walking.
I feel like I don't even share the same genes as my mom sometimes. I hate just about everything she does. She doesn't approve of what I do. I don't like her temperament. I hate her attitude. She thinks I take everything too lightly.
I just can't wait to move out again. *sobs*
I didn't mean this post to be a yet another rant about my mom. But she just drives me nuts. Is it really bad of me to wish that /ignore works IRL? =/
It didn't help that the stupid machine jammed every couple of pages. That involved practically taking the whole bloody thing apart to remove the supposedly jammed pages of paper. It was probably a good workout, but thinking that way doesn't make me any less pissed.
Then, there were the order forms to print and fold. But I suppose we can use the folding machine from now on. The guy that usually uses the folding machine to fold letters tried it out yesterday, and it was just about as precise as when I did the folding by hand.
Anyways. So yeah. Work actually involved work to be done. How novel.
Mom's got a new job that pays her to practically do nothing too. And her boss treats her really well. And they get a full day's pay even if they finish their work earlier and leave before the end time (by the boss's leave). So I don't get why people complain and leave that job. I'd love it if I could go off early when I've finished my work and still get a full day's pay. People are a bit crazy.
I've discovered that I hate shopping with my mother. She LOVES shopping. She THRIVES on shopping. It's as if she lives just to shop. Oh, she doesn't necessarily buy stuff. She just walks through the ENTIRE store and notes the prices on the stuff. We spend at least an hour in each supermarket coz of that. And in most malls, there are quite a few supermarkets/departmental stores. So we walk into Coles, spend about an hour there (despite my very obvious reluctance to walk), go into Woolies and look again at the same stuff. Then it's to Kmart. Or Target. Or Big W. And more walking.
I feel like I don't even share the same genes as my mom sometimes. I hate just about everything she does. She doesn't approve of what I do. I don't like her temperament. I hate her attitude. She thinks I take everything too lightly.
I just can't wait to move out again. *sobs*
I didn't mean this post to be a yet another rant about my mom. But she just drives me nuts. Is it really bad of me to wish that /ignore works IRL? =/