A Day Trip to HO No.2

And there will be No.3 to follow. Tomorrow. I hate that organization so much.

Calling Out Loud

I went another mid-night shopping 'cause we run out of dog food. I run out of coke yanks ago anyway so it was time.

Herald slipped into their vast car park at around 0.30am, and I checked out my cart at around 1.30am. There was this very capable lady staff who started helping me bag, and was running around, telling customers about regulations.

Don't you hate when these people start to bag your stuff? And you can't say

'No, thanks.'

as they are somewhat physically challenged or something, and it seems very mean if you refused their service, but you are well aware that them helping is NOT speeding up any process of your check-out. I mean, I really don't know these laws on hiring and equal opportunity. I am, in fact, one who gets the blessing of the equal opportunity (I am female and am an ailien.) but I'd rather not make others/customers feel sorry with/for that fact. So, I can never tell a man with a crutch to stop bagging my stuff.

Oh, I went the sideways. Was going to say that I simply hate people bagging my stuff. I am an OCD, and I have strict order to put stuff into my basket/cart, AND to put them into bags. I want my stuff bagged in certain orders. I want the weight distributed evenly into right and left, too. The lady staff was not physically challenged or anything at all, but just was eager to help. But, hey, it's like 2am, and nobody is rushing home, mate. Leave my grocery alone!

On top of it, she started NAMING the stuff as she bagged.

"Your spring onions. Your crisps, which YOU can bag,"

turning the whole thing into OUR project.

"Your courgettes, your men's socks, your single cream..."

OK, ok, what are you doing, lady, couldn't you be a little louder???

"Um... stop itemizing my things, please...?"

I mumbled, and she looked at me as though she was V. offended.

"Um, thanks. Thank you so very much for your help."

I grabbed my bag with 10 tins of chopped tomatoes. She still looked unhappy.

Earlier that day, my bitch run away for the third time. After the last time I went to the key place and got her a name tag with contact number on. So, this time someone phoned up within 10 min. (Thank you Justin xx)

Last time and the time before, and even this time, though, I usually try to see if she will pop out from our neighbours' hedges when I call out. Now, she was supposed to be called 'Stella', as I love that name. It's my favourite name of a tasty beverage. She was named otherwise, with another name of a tasty beverage, after I considered to name her after someone, as well as a drink.

When she went missing and I went around the neighbourhood for hours shouting her name,

"Baileeeey, Bailey!!"

I was so grateful that I didn't go with our first choice of her name. I mean, I do not need looking like Stanley. I look mad enough without it, mate.

A Day Trip to HO

Not Whore, H.O.

I drove, what, 2 hrs (plus 1 hr looking for a car park) each way, through M4 and M25 AND M23 to get there, conquering my fear of M25, and jumped into a small queue, all smiley out of some nervousness, and what they tell me?

"Actually, the whole system is down today and we are closed. We will give you another appointment, or you can queue up any day before 10am."

My face went... 'BLANK'.

"Um... I just drove like 3 hrs to get here, and this is the SECOND time you cancelling my appointment. Is there ANYTHING you can do??"

The agent says,

"OH? Nobody called you to tell you that we are closed?"

Looking charmingly surprised.
....Would I be here if that was indeed the case????

I hate that place, not because I fear getting busted (coz I am not) but because it's just a bloody typical government body with loads of TAX money, let alone individual's resources, poured around for pathetic work schedules and bloody FIVE0s who chat around all day, looking all macho under the UMBER security alert, randomly intimidating people by doing luggage search, and going back to low intellectual CHATTING.

Am going there again, next week. I don't believe in 3rd time lucky at all, but I don't think I can do this every week so it will have to be it. It's really not much fun otherwise.

Weirrrrd

Weird thing; to look at my wedding photos.

 

As my profession goes, I have to work on mine, too, out of habit. I scan negs, control colours and clean the dusts out. I keep looking at them and am numb as usual. (You cannot really "look" at photos under these circumstances if you are working on the visual quality.)

 

Then it hit me as I was looking at my "KISS" photo. That is truly my first EVER kiss photo. Yooow. I never even owned a picture of myself and my fish before. All my exes usually refused to stand within the same frame as mine. Last one refused to be photographed, as he was pulling a con on me, and the one before just did not want to have any evidence that we have ever met, ever.

 

Besides it is my policy never to shoot someone I had ANY intimacy with, as I hate those "Photographer-And-Model-Affairs-Through-Lens" crap, which usually creeps me out. (Like, when I look at the Jean Shrimpton pictures by Master Bailey. Bit too graphic and too much information.) Oh, I hate 'em, especially when they are done by women photographers.

 

Anyway. It is surreal to look at myself in these photos, locking my lips on some else's, on other people's request, so they can take photos of us. It is just unreal that some guy felt OK about doing that with me, and that people wanted to see it with their eyes.

 

...The world has gone mad, if you ask me.

I'm OK, How's Everyone Else?

Not that anyone send me an email asking me whether or not I'm OK after last week, but yes, I am. Hope everyone else was.

I was, in fact, not in UK at that time, and was honeymooning in Europe.

Was totally blown off by the news, which was in the language we barely understood.

It hit me so hard as we landed in Stansted and took the tube to home. All the circle line was NOT moving.

Am not going to write about the incidence, but am deeply sorry for all the victims and hope everyone will get clear info as soon as possible.