Vibrator
Yesterday was a little different for me. Not extraordinary… just different. It wouldn’t even have been memorable if I hadn’t spent a great deal of the day reading “The Almighty” by Irving Wallace!
Nope, nothing exciting or note worthy and yet… here I am scribbling about it anyway! So yesterday I spent most of the day at the UIF (Unemployment Insurance Fund) office. I waited for many hours to hear what I already knew from the outset anyway. Bureaucratic CRAP! Let’s waste people’s days just for some red tape shall we?
So the story boils down to this; you work all your life and contribute toward the UIF but have a strict 6 months within which to claim from said fund whether you need to or NOT! So what do most selfish people do? Claim regardless. Not this fool! I thought I wouldn’t burden the already failing system unless I absolutely needed to.
Well, now I do! Need it that is! With all of the legal problems with Northpoint (my previous employer) and the illegal retrenchment procedures time just went by. Now I am told that while it is honourable that I did not claim at the time for selfless reasons, I am nevertheless a great, big, fat twit! Many thanks to my supportive government! You really know how to kick people in the teeth when they are economically down.
So now I am simply turning up every 30 days to protest and appeal. Read all about it right here! Super Heroes take on the world! We’ll smack them about with paperwork! I may not win but I can certainly have the last word! I quite like that.
Now, you are asking yourself for the umpteenth time, what the bloody hell does the subject of this post have to do with all of this? Well I just loath vibrators! Absolutely detest the sensation of them! Go on, you know you have experienced them before… You sat next to them and off they go! Vibrating so badly that an entire row of chairs rattle as if in the midst of seismic activity!
Read a bloody book like I did! If you have that much of a nervous condition that you must vibrate then go outside or take Prozac! It is so annoying to try and focus on reading, when you have slept for little over 3 hours, and are being bounced around as if riding the stormy seas of nervousness!
I feel so blessed to have had the unfortunate company next to me for many hours from endless isle to endless isle of chair hoping! There was a respite thought! He landed up with his back smack onto a concrete column and try as he might… the building was built many years ago when concrete still carried some cement in it and simply did not budge! Hooray!
So tell me about YOUR Monday then!
