The following is the random email I sent myself from work today. It was one of those mornings, followed by one of those days
nice girs don't do that sort of thing
A lass today cvommented that 'You don't seem like the type who listens to that music. You're too nice'
The music she was reffering to was System of a Down.
I informed her that I listen to lots of types of music ranging from pop, rock, alt, heavy, death, aussie hip-hop, thrash, punk, sca, classical, opera, and lets not forget 'easy listening'
I find the whole notion that 'nice girls' don't listen to anything but mariah carey very strange.
Music gives you a greater understanding of humanaity and emotions and thoughts and ideas.
I don't agree with all of them but they are there and only listening to one type is too limiting.
but then some people don't read books.
does this shirt make me look pregnant
Okay, three disturbing things on the way to work this morning
1. the nice woman in the newsagent I occasionally (once a month at most) go into remembers me. She knows that Torby is just over a year old, she remembers where I work and that I only work a few days a week. Either I'm memorable, she has a freakishly good memory or she's stalking me. Not sure what to go with.
2. afforementioned nice woman, asked me if I was pregnant again. Yeah, I don't think she's that nice anymore either. Note to self, never, ever wear this top again.
3. my spirits were lifted however by the lass in my favourite cafe remembering my order. I like it when that happens.
What I meant to say was...
Hmm, when lass who is filling in for your boss pulls out a scrapbooking magazine, do not under any circumstances have a conversation along these lines
'oh cool, a scrapbooking mag, hand it over, I'm never allowed to look at them'
'because my friends will mock me mercilessly because it's a crap thing that sad old... oh bugger!'
those scrapbookers, no sense of humour