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Showing posts with label Princess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Princess. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 October 2013

Would you stand on your head?


There’s this ghastly woman at the temp job I’m working at who swears disgustingly. Why does she swear? To be one of the boys. It’s a male dominated workplace. The ‘boys’ swear – though, in saying that, not as much when I’m around. I figure it’s because I’m a princess.  Anyway, this woman’s swearing is so disgusting, I pulled her up on it. She said ‘everyone does it at this job.’ I said, channeling my mother,  “If everyone stood on their heads, would you?” She had no answer to this mainly because she looked confused, embarrassed and pissed that I confronted her. Did I have the right to? Yeah, I don't want to listen to a vulgar harpy on heat. Do I have a friend for life with her? Nope. But that’s okay. My point was made and taken on board. Yes, I swear but not like a drunken sailor. There is a time and place and I find that any woman who swears to fit in with men is desperate and doesn’t understand men at all.  But then, who does?


Tuesday, 14 May 2013

I’m just a sweet, polite little thing...



My personal opinion is that to be good at business you have to have a good memory, a poker face, have the whole iron-fist-in-a-velvet-glove thing going on and speak politely. I used that today to great effect. I got what I wanted. That, to me, is the bottom line. I want. You want. My need and desire is greater than what I perceive yours is so I will do what I have to in order to win my desired outcome. Manipulative? Moi? Oh please. I’m just a sweet, polite little thing with a sledgehammer attitude. Is that a bad thing?   

Saturday, 18 June 2011

Le Chat...


So, I went to the RSPCA (Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to animals) and took a squiz at the pets on offer. I saw Princess – no, I didn’t name her – and we clicked. I spent a long time chatting to her and she spent a great deal of the time looking confused. When I went to adopt Princess they were thrilled...okay, yeah, I know you start thinking wait a second is this a psycho cat from hell that everyone wants to see the back end of? But no. Apparently Princess has had somewhat of a checkered, unhappy past and the staff were hoping someone would take her. She’s hung around a while as she not cute. Well, I’m not cute and I understand checkered pasts so we hit the road to XH. At the moment Princess is wandering around the house but coming back every so often to lie over my feet.