I was driving home last night after the basketball – which the
home team won – amazing, Grace – and I was thinking about life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness, men and all that male-dom encompasses, the battle I’m fighting and questions like did I have enough petrol to
get home? When did I eat last? Lordy, I’m tired, tired,
tired. How much money do I have in my purse? And then, for some reason a person I
used to work with, maybe 10 years ago, came to mind. Why? I dunno. Her name was
er, let’s say Odette…yes, Odette. As I drove in the dark, I recalled the first
time I met her. I was working at Telstra – pukeable telecommunication company –
and I moved desks – they did that a lot at Telstra – think Titanic and the deck
chairs - to sit next to her. As I dumped my crap on the desk, she turned and said
to me ‘”I like penis – a lot and I’m very loud and I’ll drive you crazy.” My
response to that was “I’m happy you like
penises. I have no personal objection to them. However considering your ‘very
loud’, I’d prefer you don’t bring a penis to the desk and get all excited 'cause I will have to tell
you to shut up.” We got on well, me and Odette, the penis lover. I’m not
sure what happened to her in the end. There were lots of stories about Odette. I
do know the very last time I saw her she had come stomping into work, a
plastic bag in her hand and the charred remnants of her work uniform inside. “I
set it alight last night,” She said to me in a casual who-gives-a-crap-tone. “Good one,” I
responded, because I always enjoy decisive action. She then marched up to management, handed them the scraps of uniform and
then left the building, head held high and undoubtedly thinking about the
pursuit of penises.
So, what does that all mean in the scheme of things and of me,
driving home in the dark, contemplating life? I think it is supposed to mean
that it’s okay to set things alight to in order to move on and that sometimes
you have to declare your intentions and your desires – be they penises or not –
and just get on with who you are as a person without thinking about petrol, food, the arseholes you battle or tiredness because you only get so many chances to burn bridges and to right
wrongs. It’s all just about declaring who you are, defying those who don't like that and then keep moving regardless
of what's ahead.
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