Last week...
..was what I consider a good one.
Monday I lost my voice screaming for our team in the World cup, we won against Switzerland and it was worth all the screaming and cursing at the screen... let alone, i was sitting right next to the GM, and I had to clean up my mouth a little, but still a few of the nasties escaped, but it was the heat of the moment.
Tuesday and Wednesday our boss was out in meetings, so we were able to work in peace for once.
Closing was over and all we had was re=process, but my services are behaving, so I got to bend over a little.
Thursday our boss was out all day long and oh my god the air was refreshing.
Friday was the big game, Chile vs. Spain. Hopes were high, but i was catious.. with my thoughts and my throat. This bronchitis thing has gotten the best of me, and some of it still remains. But we lost and even if i didn-t lose my voice completely, I won two tickets for a Salsa club, with free salsa lessons... I never win anything, so it was a switch.
Plus we had two highlights. One: a crew of Channel 13 (one of the big local channels here) recorded us watching the game, for a new show that is supposed to air in August... *sigh* I will be on TV, swearing my guts out. Meh.
Two: at the end, after the prizes were given away, we opened a few bottles of champagne (cause even if we lost, we still clasified) and I was standing next to the bitch (a.k.a. the boss) and as I saw Pablo (one of my coworkers) grab the bottle and aim towards where we were standing, i covered my face cause i am a little afraid of flying corks, so i grabbed a flag that was sitting in a chair, letting room enough for me to see... the cork flying right into my boss`s buttcheek... i laughed so hard i almost peed in my pants, but that was after the cynical bitch inside of me went to her to ask, in a really slimy and cynical voice *oh you poor thing, are you ok?* mwahahahaha. I hate her.
Afterwards, it took me a while to actually get home, because of the celebrations downtown. But it was kind of fun to see all those people feeling good about a loss.
Many of the main avenues in the city were closed, so I had to walk... a lot. But I walked in an air of happiness and nation joy.
I have to say, I have never feel chilean, I always hated it here, I never really belonged, but there are some things that make me feel part of this land, and what do you know? Soccer is one of them.
Dont look at me that way, I have issues, ok?
Later on my sister called me to check if i made it home safe, and we talked for a while, sharing the experience of actually watching and cheering for a soccer team. Twas fun.
Saturday I got outta bed just because I had to pay some bills, and I ended up, again, buying things from the Men department at the store.
Ok, so my husband says I have enough balls to wear men`s clothing, so be it. I got another sweater for my uniform and a pair of shoes.. yes, male shoes. Female shoes just don`t go with my style. And they are more comfortable too.
I did some laundry afterwards and some work I brought home, in the peace and quiet of a Saturday afternoon.
Sunday was no different, altho I had to go to my sanctuary at the Beach. I was planning to go there early, but I overslept. Meh, I went anyways and it was a lovely day there. Sunny and warm, but my cold÷the *p* had made my blood pressure go low, so I was cold... I still am.
But I had time to think, and reflect about my life... and those thoughts... let`s just say...frak.
I hate myself thinking.
I hate myself having time to think.
Today is a holiday, so I got to stay home. I love having holidays on Mondays, cause we all hate Mondays, so I`m still in bed, stinky and messy, but I don`t care. I`ll get off eventually. So far I`ve watched Project Runway, some morning shows and now America`s next top model... I`m just enjoying the time off.
Monday I lost my voice screaming for our team in the World cup, we won against Switzerland and it was worth all the screaming and cursing at the screen... let alone, i was sitting right next to the GM, and I had to clean up my mouth a little, but still a few of the nasties escaped, but it was the heat of the moment.
Tuesday and Wednesday our boss was out in meetings, so we were able to work in peace for once.
Closing was over and all we had was re=process, but my services are behaving, so I got to bend over a little.
Thursday our boss was out all day long and oh my god the air was refreshing.
Friday was the big game, Chile vs. Spain. Hopes were high, but i was catious.. with my thoughts and my throat. This bronchitis thing has gotten the best of me, and some of it still remains. But we lost and even if i didn-t lose my voice completely, I won two tickets for a Salsa club, with free salsa lessons... I never win anything, so it was a switch.
Plus we had two highlights. One: a crew of Channel 13 (one of the big local channels here) recorded us watching the game, for a new show that is supposed to air in August... *sigh* I will be on TV, swearing my guts out. Meh.
Two: at the end, after the prizes were given away, we opened a few bottles of champagne (cause even if we lost, we still clasified) and I was standing next to the bitch (a.k.a. the boss) and as I saw Pablo (one of my coworkers) grab the bottle and aim towards where we were standing, i covered my face cause i am a little afraid of flying corks, so i grabbed a flag that was sitting in a chair, letting room enough for me to see... the cork flying right into my boss`s buttcheek... i laughed so hard i almost peed in my pants, but that was after the cynical bitch inside of me went to her to ask, in a really slimy and cynical voice *oh you poor thing, are you ok?* mwahahahaha. I hate her.
Afterwards, it took me a while to actually get home, because of the celebrations downtown. But it was kind of fun to see all those people feeling good about a loss.
Many of the main avenues in the city were closed, so I had to walk... a lot. But I walked in an air of happiness and nation joy.
I have to say, I have never feel chilean, I always hated it here, I never really belonged, but there are some things that make me feel part of this land, and what do you know? Soccer is one of them.
Dont look at me that way, I have issues, ok?
Later on my sister called me to check if i made it home safe, and we talked for a while, sharing the experience of actually watching and cheering for a soccer team. Twas fun.
Saturday I got outta bed just because I had to pay some bills, and I ended up, again, buying things from the Men department at the store.
Ok, so my husband says I have enough balls to wear men`s clothing, so be it. I got another sweater for my uniform and a pair of shoes.. yes, male shoes. Female shoes just don`t go with my style. And they are more comfortable too.
I did some laundry afterwards and some work I brought home, in the peace and quiet of a Saturday afternoon.
Sunday was no different, altho I had to go to my sanctuary at the Beach. I was planning to go there early, but I overslept. Meh, I went anyways and it was a lovely day there. Sunny and warm, but my cold÷the *p* had made my blood pressure go low, so I was cold... I still am.
But I had time to think, and reflect about my life... and those thoughts... let`s just say...frak.
I hate myself thinking.
I hate myself having time to think.
Today is a holiday, so I got to stay home. I love having holidays on Mondays, cause we all hate Mondays, so I`m still in bed, stinky and messy, but I don`t care. I`ll get off eventually. So far I`ve watched Project Runway, some morning shows and now America`s next top model... I`m just enjoying the time off.