Ranting stuff
Yesterday, there was Disturbia on TV and that's why I'll put Shia's pic on this post. #randomstuff
That is totally random because I'm not going to talk about that film at all. I just needed a sentence to start this post which is gonna focus on my ranting over my past weekend.
This past weekend I've went on an outing with the old scout group I used to be -I don't know how it's called in English, we call it cau so I'll mention it that way in this post- and I'm a bit upset at how some things were organized... or not organized.
First thing first, one of my best friends called me the other day to ask me if I could come to their outing and help them with the cooking because there were a lot of kids and they would need someone who weren't responsible of a group to do so. I accepted immediately and she told me that she would call again to confirm.
I didn't hear of her that week until last Friday evening when she called me again. She asked me again and I was a bit reluctant to accept because I totally forgot about it, it was very short notice and I barely knew nothing of what and how was organized the cooking stuff. But I didn't want to forsake them and I accepted because I'm such a good friend... So I woke up early in the morning on a Saturday, packed my stuff and went to meet one of the new caps (I don't know the English word, cap is how we call the responsible of the scout group) because we had to do some errands before going to where we spent the weekend.
I also met a friend who was also leaving the scout group (busy life make us abandon the group *sad*) and I hadn't see her for a while because she studies in an other city so I was very happy with that. I was also happy to be able to share the cooking responsibility with her because she's good at that stuff. So, apart from the fact that it was very rainy all weekend... Everything was fine. Until we found what we had to cook for dinner. What they have brought for us to cook made no sense and it was quite lacking and caps were left with very little to eat. My friend and I only had soup and some bread to eat. What's more, we had no tools or a proper kitchen to cook because of a misunderstanding with the house's owner and we had to use her private kitchen to make dinner for our kids.
Furthermore, my friend had to leave that night because she had to travel to her new city the day after and I would be left alone with the responsibility of making the lunch on Sunday. The whole situation was very stressful. Again, on Sunday, we didn't have a kitchen to cook and we had to borrow everything from the house owner. I ask for help because I didn't want to do that on my own but anyway, it was not an easy task because the stove the owner lend us was not working and we couldn't cook the rice... That's what the people who organized everything thought we had to have for lunch, a rice salad. I was so shocked at that... How could we present ONLY a rice salad to a lunch with the parents? The parents were coming for lunch and we would only give them a salad? WTF?!
I was so stressed and upset because, although I was only there to help them and I was not the one responsible to face the parents, I felt kind of responsible and I was very disappointed at their careless attitude with this matter. I told them that this was not the way things are done and, next time, it will have to go differently. The friend I told that understood me and admitted that I had the right to be upset. I told her that I am willing to help them again and I hope I can do it many times. But I'll make sure of how the things are organized and I want to be informed of everything earlier because I do not want to face this stressful situation again.
At the end, I prepared lunch and, moments before lunch, I went home to have a proper meal with the paella my mum cooked yesterday because I was afraid I wouldn't have enough food and I was so hungry. Anyways, apart from that and the rain, I had a nice weekend with lovely kids and a bunch of friends. The place was also quite beautiful:
Wow... that was a long story. hehe
*ranting's over*
That is totally random because I'm not going to talk about that film at all. I just needed a sentence to start this post which is gonna focus on my ranting over my past weekend.
This past weekend I've went on an outing with the old scout group I used to be -I don't know how it's called in English, we call it cau so I'll mention it that way in this post- and I'm a bit upset at how some things were organized... or not organized.
First thing first, one of my best friends called me the other day to ask me if I could come to their outing and help them with the cooking because there were a lot of kids and they would need someone who weren't responsible of a group to do so. I accepted immediately and she told me that she would call again to confirm.
I didn't hear of her that week until last Friday evening when she called me again. She asked me again and I was a bit reluctant to accept because I totally forgot about it, it was very short notice and I barely knew nothing of what and how was organized the cooking stuff. But I didn't want to forsake them and I accepted because I'm such a good friend... So I woke up early in the morning on a Saturday, packed my stuff and went to meet one of the new caps (I don't know the English word, cap is how we call the responsible of the scout group) because we had to do some errands before going to where we spent the weekend.
I also met a friend who was also leaving the scout group (busy life make us abandon the group *sad*) and I hadn't see her for a while because she studies in an other city so I was very happy with that. I was also happy to be able to share the cooking responsibility with her because she's good at that stuff. So, apart from the fact that it was very rainy all weekend... Everything was fine. Until we found what we had to cook for dinner. What they have brought for us to cook made no sense and it was quite lacking and caps were left with very little to eat. My friend and I only had soup and some bread to eat. What's more, we had no tools or a proper kitchen to cook because of a misunderstanding with the house's owner and we had to use her private kitchen to make dinner for our kids.
Furthermore, my friend had to leave that night because she had to travel to her new city the day after and I would be left alone with the responsibility of making the lunch on Sunday. The whole situation was very stressful. Again, on Sunday, we didn't have a kitchen to cook and we had to borrow everything from the house owner. I ask for help because I didn't want to do that on my own but anyway, it was not an easy task because the stove the owner lend us was not working and we couldn't cook the rice... That's what the people who organized everything thought we had to have for lunch, a rice salad. I was so shocked at that... How could we present ONLY a rice salad to a lunch with the parents? The parents were coming for lunch and we would only give them a salad? WTF?!
I was so stressed and upset because, although I was only there to help them and I was not the one responsible to face the parents, I felt kind of responsible and I was very disappointed at their careless attitude with this matter. I told them that this was not the way things are done and, next time, it will have to go differently. The friend I told that understood me and admitted that I had the right to be upset. I told her that I am willing to help them again and I hope I can do it many times. But I'll make sure of how the things are organized and I want to be informed of everything earlier because I do not want to face this stressful situation again.
At the end, I prepared lunch and, moments before lunch, I went home to have a proper meal with the paella my mum cooked yesterday because I was afraid I wouldn't have enough food and I was so hungry. Anyways, apart from that and the rain, I had a nice weekend with lovely kids and a bunch of friends. The place was also quite beautiful:
Wow... that was a long story. hehe
*ranting's over*