bit of a whinge.

i can't wait for some instant travel portal to be invented. that way, i wouldn't have to spend the better part of my day commuting. just think about the amount of time that you waste per day, just travelling to and from places you have to be...then add another 4 or 5 suburbs to travel through, and that's my day. i could probably spawn and raise an entire evil nation, in the same time it takes me to travel to and from friggin darch. grr.

and i know i should resist the temptation to bitch about people from work, but sometimes my friends, they leave me no choice. this chick at work, i really don't know her name, so let's call her say...BLONDE SLUT. i hope no-one takes offence, because i have absolutely nothing against blondes, some of my closest friends are blonde and even my mother is a yellow blonde...and you know, i don't even have anything against sluts, except that they are probably making the world more STD prone...but that's a different issue. anywho, yes, the blonde slut. i was on my beloved money wheel, and it was all happening. grannies were throwing me money left right and centre. sometimes when there is that many people, we have to give the punters a specific colour of chip, so to distinguish which bet is theirs. all my 6 or 7 colours were taken. and this lady wanted another colour. so the inspector sorted it out and give her a certain colour. turns out, two people ended up playing with the same colour chips. so the next inspector comes, cos the other went on his break. the two ladies start fighting over the same burgandy coloured chips, and the other dealer on the other side of the wheel says loudly to the new inspector, "oh my gosh, look what SHE did. SHE went and gave two people the same colour!"

now, i know that doesn't sound like alot. but you had to have heard the tone. and the look she gave me. from then on, she kept on making the same sort of snide remarks to the inspector about every little thing i did wrong. "oh, she shouldn't even be doing that in the first place", "oh, she gave two people the same colour, AGAIN". bitch, moan. bitch, moan.

aaaaargh. i wanted to smack that perky blonde hair right OFF HER STUPID HEAD.

i saw her in the bathroom during our break, and our eyes met in the mirror, so i chanelled all my ancestry of asian-ess, and attempted to pull the biggest squinted eyed death stare i could possibly muster. then i washed my hands, and then shook them all out in front of me so she got slightly wet, and then got the hell outta there.

but apart from her, most people at work are really quite pleasant.

i told my friend steffy about her, then i said "it's fine. i'll just have a bitch about her on my blog".
to which he said, "your what?"
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A BLOG IS?! it's my online website".
to which he shakes his head and comforts me, "you know andrea, you don't need to go to some online dating site to find a man".

lol. what a funny bugger.