Since I moved house I started to work in a establishment where the very wealthy and rich walk in and out on a daily basis.
I do enjoy my job and I was well trained by a very nice lady I work with.
My shift starts at 6am, therefor I cycle the 3 miles every morning and leave at around 5:15am, day in, day out.
I am always on time, often even 20 minutes early which I don’t get paid and I don’t mind.
I am polite and helpful to staff and guests, I smile and greet all the time whether I get a response back or not.
I am dedicated and want to give 110%.
I do all this because I like working where I work and because I need the money.
Now I was told a couple of times that I have to do something about my neck tattoos.
I was actually told at induction, that the employer wants to loosen up a bit and as long tattoos are not offensive, it is okay to have them on display.
Apparently that does not apply to the neck.
I was told to either cover it with make up or put plasters on.
Did I mention that my neck tattoos are hand big on either side of my neck?!
And yesterday it was ordered from very high above, that I should cover it, maybe by keeping my hair open.
It was actually ordered, that I was to be placed out of public eye!!! But my lovely boss wouldn’t have it so today I am having my beautiful locks chopped off to chin length.
The thing is:
However ordered it (I may go back to my boss regarding this matter to find out who it was to consult him/her myself), does not even know me in person and just reduced me to my tattoos which is a very sad thing as it does not say anything about my personality and work!
This goes against my core beliefs:
Do not judge a book by its cover!!!
I thought it is the year 2018 and the society is all open minded. But it shows once more that many people just look down at you and not see you at the same level as them.
I am fully aware that having neck tattoos cause problems in the work world and it isn’t the first time I have to cover them, I just feel insulted, that the person did not contact me him/herself to discuss the matter and find a solution together!
THAT wouldn’t have been a big deal at all.
Sad sad times….
It has been over a year since my grandma died.
When my husband told me after I got back from my shift in the evening, I cried.
One of those long, loud, raw heartbreaking cries. It didn’t last long.
I cried it out while my husband held me.
I did not cry at the funeral. I didn’t want to. Didn’t want the others to see me like that.
But every time I see a grandma and her grandchildren together, I have tears in my eyes.
The pain does not lessen. It is a constant ache and I know I will be feeling like this forever.
I am certain it is because I can’t hear her voice anymore, can’t phone her up to ask for advice.
That’s what I miss the most. The advice… Advice how to handle things, to hear her opinion.
I lost the most important person in my life….
But that is life, right? Life gives and life takes….
I will survive this with a sad smile.
Do you ever think of me when you cross the street, the rain pouring down on you
Trying to wash away all your guilt?
Do you ever think of me when you feel so low that you want to hang your head
Hang your head because you realise you lost all hope?
Do you ever think of me when all of a sudden a gust of wind carries a sweet scent to you which reminds you of old times
Do you ever think of me when you rush from one corner of the world to the other though all you really want to do is just stand still?
Do you ever think of me while searching for the right words though they are right at the tip of your tounge?
Do you ever think of me in the middle of the night
I think you do
All the time
Screw Day and Night Nurse, doesn’t matter wether it is the liquid form or tablets, my new remedy when it comes to the first symptoms of a cold or flu is a good old Hot Toddy!
Recently I was googling remedies when I woke up with a scratchy throat, stinging eyes and slightly blocked nose, not to mention the throbbing head.
And I knew what is to come. Every, yes every single time when it starts like that, I know I will suffer from a very bad sinus infection which lasts me weeks and sometimes even ends with antibiotics as it gets so bad, all I want is to bang my head against the wall before someone who is compassionate enough comes round to shoot me! Yes, THAT bad!
So when those little nasty bactarials started to nest inside me, I thought
No, not again! I can’t afford to fall sick when I just started a new job. I need this job, I need the money.
So I came across the Hot Toddy recipe:
- Hot water
- Freshly pressed lemon juice
- Honey (Since I am a vegan, I use Mable syrup to sweeten up)
- And the best: WHISKY
I am a big fan of whisky….. oh I sound like a drunk, but no, ladies and gentlemen, I can count the drinks I have per year on one hand!
So I brewed my concoction and it was oh so tasty! And the next day I already felt a bit better. I had two more drinks over the next two days and viola, I was as good as new!
Yesterday my husband was still in his bathrobe when I got back from work, feeling sick, so I suggested to brew him one as well.
When it comes to food or drinks he doesn’t like he is like a cat you try to bath. Really hard work but in the end he gulped it down (he doesn’t like whisky at all) and had one more later in the evening and again, he felt much better today!
Hot Toddy, you are my new best medicine friend.
What better excuse to have whisky?!
The last time I daily cycled was when I was around 18 and needed to get to the train which would send me on my way to work.
Fast forward many many years and I am back on my bike.
The first few times my behind was so sore, I could barely sit on the saddle!
Ouch, ouch, ouch, I really had to grit my teeth.
But after two weeks, my bum does not hurt anymore.
Who cares that I sound like a rusty lock, trying to make my way over hills to work very early in the morning?!
I actually enjoy the 3 miles to and back from work…. as long as it is dry, of course.
But it’s all for a good cause:
I get to exercise, I improve my cardio and surely my legs will look nicer, my little cellulite might shrink a bit too… if not I might have to threaten it…. might work, but high likely not.
As I mentioned in a post before, I hoped I would not suffer the summer blues again.
After we moved to Scotland and the children spend four weeks in Germany, hubby and me made the best of our time together.
We went out a lot. We went running, checking out the area, went biking, for walks, visiting places and even did weights despite the heat and yes, we actually had heat here in Scotland!
One day here in Perthshire we had 32C in the sun!
Even today we still had 18C and when you live here and you are used to the weather, even 18C can feel like 30C in Spain!
So yes, for a long long time ever, I did not have the summer blues and enjoyed myself.