I Got To The Gym

I finally got my lazy arse back to the gym. Yay! (A good way to take my mind off the bullshit I am going through at work)

I mean, it is not like I don't have enough time in the week to get myself there.

It is kind of self fulfilling, if that is the right expression, that is if I don't go, it tends to develop into a whole period of not going.

Going makes me keep going.

The more I go, the more I go, if that makes sense. Gotta remember that to keep up the momentum.

Sam always gets onto me about it, but he doesn't say anything for health reasons, he pesters me for financial reasons.

"If you are not going to go cancel your membership."

I'm going to go, though. That is my default setting, even if it doesn't pan out to be that in reality.

Early afternoon, I take Otto for a walk.

That Same Old Chestnut

3pm. Wednesday. Boris and I have a meeting about handover on Wednesday afternoons, as she feels that she is sometimes left unaware of what has been going on, and what the outstanding issues may be.

The meeting quickly becomes about HR and our communication. My communication, specifically.

Boris, apparently, is getting criticised for not managing ‘the problem’ effectively.

I have to deal with this dumb as a box of rocks HR dope in Sydney. And because HR are essentially the exec’s police, they have all the contacts in the upper echelons. 

I have bought this on myself, setting myself up for criticism with sending snippy emails to this junior moron. Stupid me. It effectively takes any heat that she deserves straight off her and onto me. The message of her incompetence is lost in the smoke screen of her complaining that I am being mean to her. Stupid me, I have fallen into the archetypal, bitchy HR, self preservation, trap again, yet again. These bitches learn from each other early.

I must do better, as it puts blame on me rather than the problem of this stupid HR twat. And the fact that senior HR people, The Ponytail and Fishface are not training their junior staff, instead leaving it up to us to effectively train them.

It is my weakness, I cannot stand morons. If I have to deal with one, I am always caught out. Again, stupid me.

If I send professional emails, as hard as that is for me to do with a complete dipshit, this problem just goes away. Grrrrr! Stupid me.

Who is the bigger idiot, if I keep falling for this?

They are the Greatest?

An America Youtuber said. I’ve already went to the lawyer. That person is not alone. I hear it all the time, from Americans.

They use disappear in a weird way. They disappeared him.

They use drug instead of dragged.

These aren't isolated instances, these are quite wide spread.

Is that what the education system in, what they would call, the greatest country in the world, is like? You know, crap?

Funny. No matter what they say, Australian's know that Australia is a pretty great country. Would we say the greatest country? Probably not, because we are not American.

Monday In The Office

 

My day in the office. Yay. We're going to discus my holidays at 10.30am. They told me to take leave, as I have too much leave accrued. I didn't really want to, but once I thought about it, I thought I'll take the summer off. So, I've put in for 2 months off. Yay. There is some drama about who is going to fill in for me. Whatever? What do I care. I'll be on holidays.

Car Show Sunday

My car club show is today, my annual event with my gay car club. Time to get the Peugeot out, spruce it up and give it a run.

You know, I'd probably do more with them, if Sam and I weren't such homebodies no a days. I must organise to go on some car rallies, as I used to love car rallies once.

Anyway, at least it isn't raining, like last year when it got cancelled due to poor weather.

The day turned out to be a nice day.

Haircuts In Town

It rained a lot. The weather turned to poo after being glorious for days.

It rained and rained. We ate lunch at home, where we'd normally head out for it, for the pleasure of paying $80, stupid isn't it.

Sam made Beef Bulgogi.

When the rain broke, we headed into the city for much needed haircuts. They were over due. 

It was kind of nice, as the sun kind of came out. 

I thought we’d get straight in and either I was wrong, or everyone else had the same idea, and there was a 45 minute wait before we got sat in the chair. But, I didn’t care as ugly/cute guy was back and he cut my hair, which I was very pleased about as he is my favourite cutter. It always looks good when he cuts it.

We wandered home afterwards. Happy with our cut hair.

There were multiple weddings at the top of Bourke Street. I never really understand why they want photos with the back drop of Parliament house. I think it is all those stairs. Neoclassical Steps they say, apparently.

The rest of the day we were parked on the couch. Lovely.

Russian Collapse

The other good news is apparently the Russian economy is on the brink of collapse, while Ukraine has become a drone technology powerhouse, very sad for the Russians, but good for the world. 

Maybe the axis of old man, the trio of evil will all be over all at once. Israel, America and Russia? It would be good for the world.

Cross your fingers.