Life, Channel Ten and the fashion victim.
December 4th 2008 06:19
Well isnt that just such lovely timing?
Right after Channel Ten Rip Will and Grace out from under me, and I have a nice, hard slang at them for it, Im fully prepared to forgive them because its WEDSNDAY and that means double dosing on drama - precious House and precious Charlie. Oh, Charlie. All week I miss you, all week I covet you, and all Wednsday I wait anxiously for you....The only thing better to me than the 6:30 to 7:30 timeslot is the late ones. All animals in bed and dinner cooked and the days done...Just the perfect time to focus on my favourite detective, his beautiful partner and the messed up cases.
Last night was a bit busy. So I was rushing past the TV when I heard announced - "Tonight, 9:30 the encore performance of RUSH!"
Whoa! Back up!
Did you just say NINE DAMN THIRTY?
LIFE's Timeslot!?
I clenched my fists. I gritted my teeth. I breathed so hard I thought I was going to breathe some fire. Still, I couldnt hold it in.
"They took away my CHAAAAARLIEEEEEEE!!!!! They Cant they cant! I checked the NBC website, it was picked up for the WHOLE second season! WHERE IS IT!! Damn you, Damn you, Damn you BASTARDS!!"
I very emphatically switched off the TV and put TripleM on.
Cutting this show just makes my blood run cold, more so than finding out we are out of chips and beer at the same time! As usual there was no warning, quick, sweep it under the rug, no ones watching it anyway. Well I was. And Im not happy. Watch out for my bad vibes dudes, Ive been pouring them at you since you lost the war on Big Brother.
So. Desolate, not picked up or mentally stimulated by my Zen detective, I awoke this morning for my doctors visit. Theres nothing in my sinus. Funny side fact - there is a little spur in my nose that is causing everything to slant to the left. I think thats from the time I almost broke my nose. Very close. Very lucky. But the story, she goes, its the tooth. Took the doc a bit to find the cavity (thats been there since I was 12) but when she does, she says Aah....Yeah. You're right. It IS right underneath the problem. She's pretty sure thats the issue. No matter what, the offensive little bastard has to come out. She says, go to your dentist. I havnt been to a dentist for over 12 years, and I dont have over a grand handy for tooth extraction. She says, tooth extractions not that expensive! Um...Yep. It is. "What, you dont have private health cover?" Um...Nup. If I was going to insure something, it would be my $25 000 horse. Or the one my future rests on. Still, it wouldnt be me. She takes a big sigh. Gives me a referral. Says to book into the local hospital, go on the waiting list, and maybe, (just maybe) within 6 months, she can apply some pressure to get it removed. I told her I was kind of hoping for a life threatening abcess whenever it acted up, because then I could go to the emergency room and theyd get it out. She told me an abcess wasnt going to happen - she treats me and mum, and according to her our immune systems are almost impenetrable. We recover from infection at lightening speed, and seem less prone to it than other people, so its likely this thing has been trying to make an abcess and hasnt been able to. I watched Kman suffer for about 8 months as a tooth rotted out of his head - not critical enough for the emergency room, no money for a dentist, he suffered while the tooth slowly rotted away and the nerve became exposed. He applied oil of cloves - and swallowed codiene - until the nerve died, then pulled it out himself. I live in horror of that happening, but according to the doc, my tooth HAS rotted, and the poison is now spreading up to my sinus ( blocking the offensive left tube ) and causing ongoing, chronic infection in the respiratory tract.
So Im gonna jump on the year long waiting list for public dental. Cheerily I waved to her - see ya in a few weeks for some more antibiotics doc! - This should be fun. The pressure in my face will build, the infections will get worse and more frequent. Oh joy.
Earlier in the day, I had been called by a lady I saw a few weeks ago who runs a little boutique. It seemed an ok little place, a few hours a week. She called today and asked me for an interview, so off I went, tired from traipsing from one end of town to the other to pick up scans and see the doctor, tired from my long train rides, I didnt touch base before I set off in the opposite direction.
I make myself up quickly with the left over make up in my bag, lucky I have a brush kept there, and off I go. All seems well at first. A few hours here, there, no effort, no drama. Yeah, I think, Im gonna get the job, even sinus stuffed up and wheezing respiratory infected. How happy Kman will be! Some Cash!
Then she says...To work here you have to wear our clothes. Like, not a uniform, but outfits from the store. To push the brand. Okay...That doesnt sound so bad...I have heard of such practices...Then she says, we get an allowance for it too. Even better. Ok, I can swing it....
Then she says, you cannot wear those shoes. This is fashion.
I only own this one pair of shoes.
Let me get this straight....I have to buy something, tomorrow, to wear, because I cant work in the store without wearing the brand. I dont get an allowance straight away. I'll have to pay for it. And I'll have to wear high heels. With a sinus infection and a messed up balance system.
I think about it on the way home. Its exciting - at first. But so quickly it becomes terrifying. My toes have been broken so many times! They cause me so much pain! And they aint pretty! How am I going to force them into high heels? How am I going to walk in heels for 8 hours a day? I have NOTHING acceptable to wear, and no money to buy it with.
Im thinking, you gotta do this K, you gotta do it for the Kman. Just get it together, strap it on, whatever. Just do it.
Im almost in tears when I get home, and deal with the animals and start doing the dishes. Im too afraid to even start looking through the closet. I know what I'll find. My clothes have names I know them so well. Im frustrated that I dont look princessly anymore, like those willowy Disney girls I used to emulate. Im deeply insulted by the implication that Im not fashion concious and have no idea what it is - Im a goddamn MIRACLE WORKER to make some of the shit in my closet work! Lets see any fashion designer do better with ten years worth of hand me downs! No doubt theyd want to burn the lot! Im confused, because fashion used to be about showing off a good body with a great ensemble, and now it seems its about the ensemble on a coat rack. (Funny, when my body was huge and I hated it, I cared so much about fashion. Now Im happy with how I look I can wear anything and feel like a million bucks) Im scared, because I just dont know what to do.
And you know what Kman says?
What a waste of my poor girls time. What a hag, to imply you dont know fashion. You stay home beautiful woman, dont worry another minute about it. Kmans got christmas sorted, you look after yourself, get over that sinus infection. Be happy.
What a man.
Right after Channel Ten Rip Will and Grace out from under me, and I have a nice, hard slang at them for it, Im fully prepared to forgive them because its WEDSNDAY and that means double dosing on drama - precious House and precious Charlie. Oh, Charlie. All week I miss you, all week I covet you, and all Wednsday I wait anxiously for you....The only thing better to me than the 6:30 to 7:30 timeslot is the late ones. All animals in bed and dinner cooked and the days done...Just the perfect time to focus on my favourite detective, his beautiful partner and the messed up cases.
Last night was a bit busy. So I was rushing past the TV when I heard announced - "Tonight, 9:30 the encore performance of RUSH!"
Whoa! Back up!
Did you just say NINE DAMN THIRTY?
LIFE's Timeslot!?
I clenched my fists. I gritted my teeth. I breathed so hard I thought I was going to breathe some fire. Still, I couldnt hold it in.
"They took away my CHAAAAARLIEEEEEEE!!!!! They Cant they cant! I checked the NBC website, it was picked up for the WHOLE second season! WHERE IS IT!! Damn you, Damn you, Damn you BASTARDS!!"
I very emphatically switched off the TV and put TripleM on.
Cutting this show just makes my blood run cold, more so than finding out we are out of chips and beer at the same time! As usual there was no warning, quick, sweep it under the rug, no ones watching it anyway. Well I was. And Im not happy. Watch out for my bad vibes dudes, Ive been pouring them at you since you lost the war on Big Brother.
So. Desolate, not picked up or mentally stimulated by my Zen detective, I awoke this morning for my doctors visit. Theres nothing in my sinus. Funny side fact - there is a little spur in my nose that is causing everything to slant to the left. I think thats from the time I almost broke my nose. Very close. Very lucky. But the story, she goes, its the tooth. Took the doc a bit to find the cavity (thats been there since I was 12) but when she does, she says Aah....Yeah. You're right. It IS right underneath the problem. She's pretty sure thats the issue. No matter what, the offensive little bastard has to come out. She says, go to your dentist. I havnt been to a dentist for over 12 years, and I dont have over a grand handy for tooth extraction. She says, tooth extractions not that expensive! Um...Yep. It is. "What, you dont have private health cover?" Um...Nup. If I was going to insure something, it would be my $25 000 horse. Or the one my future rests on. Still, it wouldnt be me. She takes a big sigh. Gives me a referral. Says to book into the local hospital, go on the waiting list, and maybe, (just maybe) within 6 months, she can apply some pressure to get it removed. I told her I was kind of hoping for a life threatening abcess whenever it acted up, because then I could go to the emergency room and theyd get it out. She told me an abcess wasnt going to happen - she treats me and mum, and according to her our immune systems are almost impenetrable. We recover from infection at lightening speed, and seem less prone to it than other people, so its likely this thing has been trying to make an abcess and hasnt been able to. I watched Kman suffer for about 8 months as a tooth rotted out of his head - not critical enough for the emergency room, no money for a dentist, he suffered while the tooth slowly rotted away and the nerve became exposed. He applied oil of cloves - and swallowed codiene - until the nerve died, then pulled it out himself. I live in horror of that happening, but according to the doc, my tooth HAS rotted, and the poison is now spreading up to my sinus ( blocking the offensive left tube ) and causing ongoing, chronic infection in the respiratory tract.
So Im gonna jump on the year long waiting list for public dental. Cheerily I waved to her - see ya in a few weeks for some more antibiotics doc! - This should be fun. The pressure in my face will build, the infections will get worse and more frequent. Oh joy.
Earlier in the day, I had been called by a lady I saw a few weeks ago who runs a little boutique. It seemed an ok little place, a few hours a week. She called today and asked me for an interview, so off I went, tired from traipsing from one end of town to the other to pick up scans and see the doctor, tired from my long train rides, I didnt touch base before I set off in the opposite direction.
I make myself up quickly with the left over make up in my bag, lucky I have a brush kept there, and off I go. All seems well at first. A few hours here, there, no effort, no drama. Yeah, I think, Im gonna get the job, even sinus stuffed up and wheezing respiratory infected. How happy Kman will be! Some Cash!
Then she says...To work here you have to wear our clothes. Like, not a uniform, but outfits from the store. To push the brand. Okay...That doesnt sound so bad...I have heard of such practices...Then she says, we get an allowance for it too. Even better. Ok, I can swing it....
Then she says, you cannot wear those shoes. This is fashion.
I only own this one pair of shoes.
Let me get this straight....I have to buy something, tomorrow, to wear, because I cant work in the store without wearing the brand. I dont get an allowance straight away. I'll have to pay for it. And I'll have to wear high heels. With a sinus infection and a messed up balance system.
I think about it on the way home. Its exciting - at first. But so quickly it becomes terrifying. My toes have been broken so many times! They cause me so much pain! And they aint pretty! How am I going to force them into high heels? How am I going to walk in heels for 8 hours a day? I have NOTHING acceptable to wear, and no money to buy it with.
Im thinking, you gotta do this K, you gotta do it for the Kman. Just get it together, strap it on, whatever. Just do it.
Im almost in tears when I get home, and deal with the animals and start doing the dishes. Im too afraid to even start looking through the closet. I know what I'll find. My clothes have names I know them so well. Im frustrated that I dont look princessly anymore, like those willowy Disney girls I used to emulate. Im deeply insulted by the implication that Im not fashion concious and have no idea what it is - Im a goddamn MIRACLE WORKER to make some of the shit in my closet work! Lets see any fashion designer do better with ten years worth of hand me downs! No doubt theyd want to burn the lot! Im confused, because fashion used to be about showing off a good body with a great ensemble, and now it seems its about the ensemble on a coat rack. (Funny, when my body was huge and I hated it, I cared so much about fashion. Now Im happy with how I look I can wear anything and feel like a million bucks) Im scared, because I just dont know what to do.
And you know what Kman says?
What a waste of my poor girls time. What a hag, to imply you dont know fashion. You stay home beautiful woman, dont worry another minute about it. Kmans got christmas sorted, you look after yourself, get over that sinus infection. Be happy.
What a man.
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Comment by Tracy
Movies and Life
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
It was just such a let down. Ive been working so hard to get a job, and to finally get one and not take it seems like madness, but Im not going to take any of these ridiculous jobs that require me to PAY to start. Thats going backwards.
Comment by Cass
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Comment by Tracy
Movies and Life
I agree, that job offer was backwards...I think it's good you gave it the flick.
I'm still not getting all my notifications and just spotted your baking offer on your other post, I'd be up for that. How are you feeling?
Tracy
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Doin ok...Found out today I couldnt get free dental, so I will be just dealing with this until...Who knows. I was going to post on it today, but mum broke her arm, so we've been at hospital all day...*SIIIGH*
Just figure out when you're free and throw some dates at me. I'll pm you my email so we can work it out...Oh. Crap. My ovens not going right now! Shit! I'll send you my email anyway, we'll work something out. It is a travesty if you cant bake....I will not have it.