tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/Saying out loud what everyone is thinking...MokoFeed2009-11-10T10:34:53+01:00tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-10-01:/2009/10/01/its-been-43-days-since-my-last-post-7078972/MsElle2009-10-01T18:27:16+02:002009-10-01T18:27:16+02:00 <p>Oh dear! I have lost much time with my new job. I like it so far and today is my first sick day. Coming down with a cold? I was all ready to head out the door and realised that I just felt so bad that I would be pretty useless. Rather take the day off and get well rather than push myself and mess something up. I do feel bad about it, but I felt worse.<br> I still have a headache and am so incredibly tired, but I think tomorrow will be much better having had some rest. Might just be run down? I feel it. No appetite although my tummy rumbles, still going to the gym despite the lack of energy (read: calories)and running around work with too much going on. One day I think will make the difference.</p> <p>I am going to lie down to catch up on some Come Dine With Me and wait for my darling to come home with dinner. ♥</p> <p>bye! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/10/01/its-been-43-days-since-my-last-post-7078972/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-08-19:/2009/08/19/the-wait-is-over-me-6759739/MsElle2009-08-19T15:36:34+02:002009-08-19T15:57:57+02:00 <p>Almost immediately after posting yesterday, I got the email...<br> Job offer! Excellent!! Texted everyone in my phone that now I can officially complain about Monday mornings, wear business casual and sit on a train every day. I get one week to pull my finger out and take care of some of the outstanding things I have put off while looking for work. Now I can actually go out on all day excursions witout feeling guilty about not checking the job sites and my email.</p> <p>Tomorrow is The Husband™'s birthday, so I will make sure to get his gift and suprise him at lunchtime for sushi. He will love that. Then head off for some shopping for clothes for me ( need to make sure I am all stylized for the new job) and meet up with darling man to head to the pub for birthday drinks with the gang.</p> <p>Ah... the hangover from copious ammounts of champagne and wine last night is taking its toll nicely today. Shame I feel so rotten, its a gorgeous day out.<br> Oh wellz.</p> <p><img src="http://www.weirdthings.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/cat-drinks-too-much.jpg" alt="null" title="null"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/08/19/the-wait-is-over-me-6759739/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-08-18:/2009/08/18/hurry-and-decide-hurry-and-decide-6752270/MsElle2009-08-18T16:28:27+02:002009-08-18T16:28:27+02:00 <p>Great interview yesterday. I left with a nice feeling about the place. It was very informal, very relaxed and sounds like a decent place to work. Now its just all about the waiting... 5 of us got selected out of abotu 150. I will be pleased as punch if I get it. If I find out by Thursday, that would be a great birthday present for The Husband™</p> <p>Hurry and decide. Hurry and decide.<br> Hurry and decide. Hurry and decide.<br> Hurry and decide. Hurry and decide.<br> Hurry and decide. Hurry and decide.<br> Hurry and decide. Hurry and decide.</p> <p>And in other news... I am going to enter another photography contest. It rocked that I got one of mine published in the local borough, so let's see if this begins something new for me. Stel said that I should move into photography as a side project as well for the cash. Not sure if I want to do weddings and such, but I suppose its a start. </p> <p>Lastly, and not sure if you need to know this, but my favorite trousers are getting a bit of a split in the rear seam.</p> <p>Oh dear! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/08/18/hurry-and-decide-hurry-and-decide-6752270/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-08-14:/2009/08/14/i-have-2-hours-left-6721943/MsElle2009-08-14T12:08:40+02:002009-08-14T12:08:40+02:00 <p>Before I really need to leave the house to get some fresh air. I have been commanded by my dearest love to go out, pick blackberries, take pictures and stop crying. Okay. I can do that. </p> <p>I hope to hear back from 1 of the 3 recruiters that called yesterday saying they would put me forth for some jobs. 2 of which are contract, and I hate contract. That means that in 9 months time I will be back here doing the same damn thing again. w00t.</p> <p>The emotional rollercoaster is getting a little old now. Calls from recruiters and others that get you all hyped about a job and then you get nothing. I wonder if they realise just how shitty people feel when they do that. </p> <p>meh. Gotta do something positive today. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/08/14/i-have-2-hours-left-6721943/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-08-13:/2009/08/13/all-i-want-is-a-job-please-someone-6714756/MsElle2009-08-13T09:53:29+02:002009-08-13T09:53:29+02:00 <p>3 months. Thats how long I have been out of work now and its not getting any better. I have not put on the CV that I worked in a retail store because that will make it look sh!t. So in essence, it looks like for 8 months I have been out of work. Sure, I say that I have taken some time off to relax a bit and have some "Me Time". But this is getting ridiculous.</p> <p>I cant get my foot in hardly anywhere and recruiters are a fcking joke. Absolutely crap. I dont know how they stay in business when it seems like nobody is getting work out of them. But then again, how the hell are people getting work?? I have all the skills, I have an education, I have experience, but those damn emails that come back saying that I am not qualified to be even a receptionist... well, how demeaning is this becoming?</p> <p>Spenging almost all day trolling the internet for employers, filling out applications, writing and re-writing cover letters on a daily basis is really killing my psyche. I cant seem to do this anymore. Recruiters make me feel stupid with their insensitive emails, and the no response to the long essay applications I spent hours on, well... I feel so gaddamn useless at this point.</p> <p>I'm broke and my husbands pay packet is gone after paying the bills (except for Council Tax... that is now overdue as well as the electricity because I have nothing left in my account.) All we have to eat now is some frozen veggies, half a bag of rice, some flour to make bread and condiments in the fridge. That is what we have until the end of the month.</p> <p>Please... someone, give me a chance. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/08/13/all-i-want-is-a-job-please-someone-6714756/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-05-01:/2009/05/01/i-love-random-fill-in-the-blanks-6043261/MsElle2009-05-01T22:37:30+02:002009-05-01T22:37:30+02:00 <p>1. My ex...<br> Is a bitter man</p> <p>2. Maybe I should...<br> get my knee looked at already.</p> <p>3. I love...<br> My dear Mister Man™</p> <p>4. People would say that I am...<br> Headstrog and Funny</p> <p>5. I don't understand...<br> People's selfish nature</p> <p>6. When I wake up in the morning...<br> I laugh at my crazy curly hair</p> <p>7. I trust...<br> Mister Man™ and nobody else.</p> <p>8. Life is full of...<br> Annoying people and annoying questions about them.</p> <p>9. My past taught me...<br> You can get over it and not blame someone else for who you really are.</p> <p>11. Parties are...<br> borig without booze.</p> <p>13. Dogs...<br> scare the shit out of me!</p> <p>14. Cats...<br> I need one, not want - NEED!</p> <p>15. Tomorrow is....<br> Saturday!</p> <p>16. I have a low tolerance for...<br> Stupid/Selfish/Self Centerd People</p> <p>17. If I had a million pounds...<br> I'd be rich!</p> <p>18. I'm terrified of...<br> Dogs, Drowning, Turbulance while flying and being without my beloved.</p> <p>19. When I look at the night sky I think...<br> How different the stars' positions are than from back home.</p> <p>20. If I could be anyone it would be...<br> A slightly more sucessful me. Maybe in a few years time...</p> <p>21. God is...<br> always in the background of my life, but still often forgotten. hmmmm.</p> <p>22. One thing I want to do before I die...<br> never thought of it really, I take life as it comes and try not to plan. </p> <p>23. I hate...<br> 2 faced people.</p> <p>24. If I had a superpower it would be...<br> Shapeshifter. Experience other points of view; bird, rock, tree, cat... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/05/01/i-love-random-fill-in-the-blanks-6043261/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-04-24:/2009/04/24/retail-retail-re-tale-5998910/MsElle2009-04-24T09:54:36+02:002009-04-24T10:16:14+02:00 <p><span><span>I have learned to hate/respect/question people. </p> <p> I have much more respect for people in retail shops than ever. I know now how selfish people are, and I don't want to make the retail bods all the more miserable than they already are. Because, lets face it, it's a shit job. Now I make a point to make nice conversation to them, asking how their day is, what they are reading, how they feel etc. Nobody ever asks me those questions, because they don't give a flying flag through a rolling donut about the person taking their money. Which, really, is a funny thing... you would think that you would want to treat the person taking your money from you as being pretty important. I mean, you <strong>are</strong> departing with your cash in exchange for something- and we all know it - a product not quite worth the value or price tag you are paying. Cost price is significantly lower. So you slipping your debit card into the slot is in essence paying for my paycheck, and, if qualifying, a bonus for me. And yet you treat me like a child, or much more base...? </p> <p> Human nature is funny.</span></span></p> <p><span><span><img src="http://www.retailjobs-today.com/jobstoday/sites/default/files/retail-cc.jpg" alt="Give me your Mo-nay!" width="284" height="423"><br></span></span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/04/24/retail-retail-re-tale-5998910/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-04-08:/2009/04/08/commutingthoughts-5912648/MsElle2009-04-08T20:16:16+02:002009-04-08T20:22:34+02:00 <p><span><span>I have decided to not read the morning or evening free papers that are handed out each day whilst on the train. All there is to read is bad news, sad news, and downright stupid news. I pop on my headphones and listen to the happiest music I can and read something interesting. Right now, it's a book called <em>Enough</em>. A facinating informal study of who we are as a society and our compusions to buy new things to keep up with the neighbors, find happiness in self-help books and succub to the marketing schemes involving status, identity with celebrities and those we consider to be in higher status than ourselves. <br> Interestingly enough, becuause I work in a higher-end retail shop, I can see the things that my marketing directors are aiming for and it has opened my eyes a bit. I wont dwell on this point, but suffice it to say, there is a real market for what the author terms "Enoughism."</p> <p> Anyway, when I have my music on in my own private world, most of the time it's happy, fun and upbeat. Tapping my toes and bobbing my head gets some disapproving looks, but really, all in all, I don't care because I am probably the happiest person on the carriage. I see the papers rustling around while all the others are reading about the recession getting worse, the latest shooting of an innocent child, and looking at pictures of celebrities whose lives, at the end of the day are nothing but a handful of butt-dust to the common man, and think about how much happier these commuters would be if they would maybe, read a good book, listen to some music and relax a bit, or even (gasp!!)converse with the person next to them about something... anything!</span></span> </p> <p> <img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/180/392083457_f93b936c31.jpg" alt=""></p> <p> <span><br><span>I have a theory: London is known for having such great fashion in shoes. Sure... we need those things. We need something interesting to look at while we avert our eyes downward in order to avoid eye contact.</p> <p> <span><span>Just Sayin'!©</span></span></span></span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/commutingthoughts-5912648/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/late-resolutions-but-none-the-less-5442835/MsElle2009-01-25T13:49:32+01:002009-01-25T13:49:32+01:00 <p>So we are going to give it another go at quitting the cancer stix once and for all. We promised each other that starting Monday, tomorrow, we are not going to smoke. We have too much going on and with me still looking for a job, we need to stash all the money we can until this dry phase ends.</p> <p>I have a second interview tomorrow, which I am pretty excited about. Therapy has helped immensely and I finally can feel good about myself again. I realise now that getting the axe was not entirely my fault and honestly, I cant picture myself in that job 5 years from now. I am happy enough to take a pay cut for my happiness.</p> <p>The gym will also be seeing my face again. Although I have not gained any weight, I most certainly have lost stamina and strength. It will be so good to feel that warmth of endorphins after a good workout and challenge.</p> <p>Lastly, I have been able to get loads of photos for my portfolio and maybe I can start compiling some ideas for maybe even getting published. I really want a new camera, terribly! But for now, it's one thing at a time.</p> <p>I hope to get this job tomorrow. But all in all... Things are looking brighter and I feel quite happy. Finally!<br> Take that, ex-boss! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/late-resolutions-but-none-the-less-5442835/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-12-08:/2008/12/08/finally-getting-the-help-i-need-5182680/MsElle2008-12-08T19:11:59+01:002008-12-08T19:11:59+01:00 <p>I called for help today.  Finally.  I promised blaaT&trade; I would last night after another breakdown/meltdown.  Every day is just such a chore and I hate having to deal with it all.  I walk down the street looking down, not able to really get my head up and face the world because I feel like such a loser, failure and that nothing is worth my time anymore.  I want to be happy again, but every time I try, it just goes away as quick as it entered and I am left with nothing.  The only thing I have going for me is my dear husband.  I love him so much.<br>So I will begin therapy on Thursday.  I want this to end so I can be me again, but I don't think that will come for quite a while.  Too much to work through. </p> <p>I still hear those words Amanda said... "fail" and "no positive feedback" and it debilitates me still.  I am daily reduced to tears and believe every single time that I am those things.  She wouldn't have said it if it were not true...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/12/08/finally-getting-the-help-i-need-5182680/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-11-18:/2008/11/18/my-old-job-up-on-the-internet-5056479/MsElle2008-11-18T10:41:09+01:002008-11-18T10:41:09+01:00 <p>Nothing says failure quite like seeing your old job up for ad on the internet while you yourself are looking for another job.  <br>I feel like such a failure.  I know its been 2 weeks, but the things said about me still hurt so badly.  I can't sleep without hearing them over and over. "No positive feedback on your performance."  I want to disbelieve that so badly, but what's been done is done and I am only left to feel like such a failure, still. <br>There is no motivation to continue looking in the same field of work, or even look period.  I think I would just rather work at the market putting boxes on the shelves and not deal.<br>There is no getting around it.  Failure, Loser, Inept.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/11/18/my-old-job-up-on-the-internet-5056479/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-11-02:/2008/11/02/officially-unemployed-4970100/MsElle2008-11-02T13:56:07+01:002008-11-02T14:55:46+01:00 <p><span><span>Friday at 5pm, I got called into the meeting room by my boss along with HR.  I knew what was going to happen.  Actually, I woke up knowing.  I got  into the office and it hit me... Your not coming back.</span></span></p> <p><span><span>Sure enough.  Budget cuts -> looking at performance -> ...<br></span></span></p> <p><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/Maidenhead/bigstockphoto_you_are_fired_475827C.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="151"></p> <p><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/blaaT%27s/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt=""></p> <p><span>Its bad enough that I lost my job, but what's worse, is that I got Fired.  Seriously.  They thought my work was not adequate and implied that I didnt like my job.  (??!!) Wow.  That hurts.  It hurts when I have put in so much overtime and did my very best because I loved my job.  Sure it was hard and hectic, and yes, I admit I made several mistakes, but really... I did my utmost best.</span></p> <p><span>I think I might take a week and fly  back home to visit family for a week and try to wrap my head around just what it is that I am going to do.  I don't know what I am going to do.  </span></p> <p><span>Its been the foggiest 2 days, all have done is cry and lay on the couch smoking.  I got drunk last night as well and today I feel like crap for doing so.  Poor Hubby&trade; sees me down and there is nothing he can do to make me feel better.  Nothing says loser louder than getting fired.  I feel horrible.  I have barely eaten, the thought of going outside is daunting and I just cant bear to face my friends with this blow.  </span></p> <p><span>Humiliation.  And to top it all off, I live just down the street from my old jobsite.  I will see those people on a consistant basis.  At the market, at both of my local pubs, at the train station... </span></p> <p><span>Crap.</span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/11/02/officially-unemployed-4970100/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-09-30:/2008/09/30/reality-check-4799802/MsElle2008-09-30T08:35:05+02:002008-09-30T08:35:05+02:00 <p>Welp... I guess after coming home from 9 days in Thailand to London weather one will most certainly be a bit dissapointed and slightly depressed.  I have a tan though.  The weekend sun was most welcome although not really strong enough to maintain the glow I have.  Tanning booth?  <br>Anyway, I have to say that this last summer was pretty damn disappointing, again.  However I dont think it was as bad as the previous years.  That was truly depressing.</p> <p>So off to work I go again to solve problems, do stuff for other people, and generally sit all day wishing to be on the beach again.  *le sigh*  At least I have the pictures to make as my background wallpaper so I can pretend to be working while staring at the sunset on Kata beach.  (The beauty of having two monitors)</p> <p><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/admin/%3Ca%20mce_thref=" alt=""><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/Maidenhead/Thailand/DSCF0638.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/09/30/reality-check-4799802/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-08-18:/2008/08/18/of-food-poisoning-and-career-concerns-4605078/MsElle2008-08-18T18:18:51+02:002008-08-18T18:18:51+02:00 <p>I ate chicken.  Not just chicken, Tesco's chicken.  That led to me waking at 4am with sharp pains in my abdomen and a fuzzy, dizzy feeling in my head.  I  knew that I would not make it to work.  My husband said I had to go and that I cant miss work.  He seemed fine.  He left for work and I stayed in bed moaning. </p> <p>I called in sick.  I said that if it was a bug, then I dont want to spread it and feel worse as the day went on.  </p> <p>I slept some more and then I woke feeling still sick and even worse...  then I got the email from hubby.  He's feeling icky too.  Yah, twas that damn chicken from Tesco.<br><img src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/08/01/health/adam/19606.jpg" alt=""><br><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/blaaT%27s/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt=""></p> <p>So during my day here at home, I logged into work email to find out that I screwed a few things up last week and the things I did do right, credit went right to someone else.  I can't win.  I will never get ahead.  </p> <p>"How to Know When You are Going to Be Fired" articles are in front of me and I am wondering if that bad vibe for going on vacation in the States is a way of destiny telling me that I am going to get the axe and spending that kind of money would be foolish.  <br>I need a break so bad.  I am so over loaded.  Funny, those articles instruct us to tell our boss when we are overloaded, but they dont tell you what to do or say when the pressure is not going to be let off and your boss blames you for poor time management.</p> <p>I wonder if all my stomach ache today was 100% chicken.</p> <p>Just sayin'... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/of-food-poisoning-and-career-concerns-4605078/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-06-13:/2008/06/13/title-4312311/MsElle2008-06-13T20:13:01+02:002008-08-18T18:19:55+02:00 <p>I went to a good friends wedding last month. This has been such a joyful occasion watching this couple go from hooking up to full blown love and committment. My husband was the best man and the day was gorgeous up in Durham.<br> The evening previous, we all spent time having cocktails in a little place called The Happy Buddah Bar. Fun times and meeting random people who are close to Dave and Andrea. I was just hanging out with my husband chatting a bit when a woman approached us and in a beautiful Russian accent struck up conversation about how we know the Bride and Groom. I didnt know her but of course engaged in conversation. She asked us about our nationalities, how we met and the dreaded question... Will you have children? She was enthused about the question but quickly was deflated when we both recoiled and immediately said OH NO, NO!! She seemed confused, but probed deeper why and then understood our feelings on it. The conversation ended with Dave asking for Robs attention and her husband pulling her to his side.</p> <p>Later that evening, my husband asked me if I knew who it was we were talking to. I shrugged and said that I hadn't a clue, but she sure seemed nice. He said that it was Andrea's boss, Natalia Vodianova. Yah, who is that? I'm very clueless to fashion etc, but when he said that she is the supermodel for Calvin Clein it clicked. Heh... A supermodel actually came up to *me* and struck up conversation. </p> <p><img src="http://www.warnaco.com/NataliasRoom/images/aboutnatalia1.jpg" alt=""><br> <br> I almost asked her what she does for a living and how she knows Dave and Andrea but the conversation ended before I had done so.  I wonder how that would have struck her, someone not recognising her.  Embarassing?  Nah... I cant afford the stuff she photographs in and because I cant, I dont bother with looking at it.<br> But, having said that, I will say that she is the most genuine person.  Nicer than most people I even work with... <br> Just sayin'... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/06/13/title-4312311/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-03-20:/2008/03/20/its-all-fun-and-games-until-3908580/MsElle2008-03-20T09:11:11+01:002008-03-20T09:11:11+01:00 <p>So I was at work in the kitchen with the health and safety guy. There was a lot of joking and we were laughing pretty hard at a few things. I happened to say "Its all fun and games until someones eye gets poked out. Thats where you come in, huh?" He got a good chuckle out of that. But I started to think. That saying pretty much presumes that fun always leads to danger, specifically, getting your eye poked out.</p> <p><img src="http://users.bigpond.net.au/dropbear/finger_eye.jpg" alt=""></p> <p>I wonder though, if those who had their eyes poked out due to fun and games have less fun than those of us who have fun and that occasionaly near miss of eye pokage.  Is the determination of fun based on how severe the eye poking is or potentially could be? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/03/20/its-all-fun-and-games-until-3908580/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-03-05:/2008/03/05/f5-to-refresh-3821650/MsElle2008-03-05T19:47:04+01:002008-11-02T15:15:09+01:00 <p><span>I spend almost my entire waking day in front of a computer monitor. 22" - thats my ideal size. <br>When I come home, its another 22" beauty for me to stare at as I try to keep in touch with friends, family and world affairs. (Alright its not exactly BBC or CNN, but message boards for my favorite music band counts as some kind of news, right?)<br>My hands and fingers move at rapid pace and all the shortcuts keep me going lightning fast so using keyboard shortcuts when I can helps me get my stuff done faster. When I get home... I do the saaaame thing. </p> <p>Today I got so tired at work and exhausted with the whirlwind of the office, I just thought to myself "I just need to F5." </span><span></p> <p><img src="http://www.adhb.govt.nz/newborn/Education/Presentation/f5.gif" alt=""><br></span><span><br></span><span>Thats right, I shortcutted my thoughts.</p> <p>I haven't said anything like that before and frankly, thats just silly. I mean, would YOU say that to yourself let alone out loud? Its the equivilant of acutally saying "ell oh ell!" Or "Control X the Crap.!"</p> <p><span>I need to take an </span><span>F5</span><span> bath and </span><span>Ctrl+Alt+Del</span><span> > </span><span>Shut Down</span><span>.</span></span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/03/05/f5-to-refresh-3821650/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-02-13:/2008/02/13/please_hold_the_line_rejected~3720542/MsElle2008-02-13T09:50:04+01:002008-11-02T15:18:04+01:00 <p><span>I make a lot of phone calls in my line of work.  This usually involves being put on hold until the right party is found and then I can get on with my call.  <br>Yesterday, I called a certain company for the usual business, and got put on hold and heard the first movement of Beethovens 9th Symphony and immediately thought of anthropomorphic bananas, fluffy puffs dancing and stick figures saying random things.  If this does not ring a bell with you, may I suggest the word </span><strong><span><span>REJECTED </span></span></strong></p> <p><img src="http://adimccbc.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/rejected_screenshot.gif" alt=""></p> <p><span><span><span>Being put on hold  plus hearing that music kind of reinforced the rejected theme...<br>If your anus is bleeding, the rest of the puffys will dance in complete ignorance to your pain and dismay.<br>Just sayin'...</span><br></span></span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/02/13/please_hold_the_line_rejected~3720542/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-01-25:/2008/01/25/um_facebook_is_not_my_friend~3631613/MsElle2008-01-25T17:38:47+01:002008-01-25T17:38:47+01:00 <p>I just spent an hour doing absolutely nothing.  In other words, I tried to do something creative to add to my Slideshow on Facebook only to have it not work.  No photos.  Nothing.  I tried again.  Nope... <br>Why do I spend all this time trying to be creative and fun only to have that creativity and fun ripped from my little grasp?  I think maybe the other real question here is why should I spend the time trying to show my friends that I am creative and fun?  They know me, they know I have artistic ability and that I like to have a drink once in a while.  <br>Maybe we should all just get together more often and have that drink instead of in front of our monitors trying to show how clever we are  with links and quips.  <br>Just a thought.</p> <p><img src="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/onionmagazine_archive_91b_0.jpg" alt="null" title="null"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/01/25/um_facebook_is_not_my_friend~3631613/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2008-01-07:/2008/01/08/one~3544182/MsElle2008-01-08T00:36:43+01:002008-01-08T00:36:43+01:00 <p>One day without cigarettes. Im not as bad as Rob though... poor boy. He sure was a grump tonight, and stepping on glass does not help.<br> But tomorrow will be two. and so on and so forth... This is going to suck, but will be worth it.<br> ♥ </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2008/01/08/one~3544182/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2007-12-24:/2007/12/24/the_anti_holiday_present~3486346/MsElle2007-12-24T14:23:43+01:002007-12-24T14:23:43+01:00 <p>I got my present early this year...<br>A nice head cold. Yup. Spent yesteday on the couch in and out of consciousness, watching some really bad telly. Lots of tissues for the drips and sneezes and watery eyes. <br>Now, I got a nice box, but really... do we need a tissue with pretty designs on it? Like coloured bog rolls. All you do with it is dispose of your bodily wastes on it. Who gives a flying toss about what it looks like. Really, who says "Ooh, pretty flowers" then put it to your nose to put green snot in it?<br>Kind of a waste really. And you get like 100 different kinds to choose from. <br>Its one of those things you shouldnt have to stand at the store to figure out which one you want. They should be all the same kind, same price and you get over it. Youre not picking ice cream flavours here...<br>Anyway... Happy Xmas, and wash your hands!<br><img src="http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/1546/10901144.JPG" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2007/12/24/the_anti_holiday_present~3486346/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2007-12-11:/2007/12/11/follow_the_directions_or_follow_that_roa~3429930/MsElle2007-12-11T21:52:38+01:002007-12-12T18:19:50+01:00 <p>I am so perplexed by the people in the gym who workout on a machine on their own and totally neglect the instructions on how the damn thing works. These Apollos jump right in and get their muscle on! My favorite though are the middle age women who do freeweights. This is comedy gold! For instance:<br> Sunday I'm doing my thing on the rowing machine (which I have indeed made sure I read the directions - I'm no hypocrite!) and there is a woman in the corner bending over, back rounded flinging her arms behind her like a turkey trying to escape the butchers knife on Christmas morn. I'm not sure what she was trying to accomplish, but she made quite a fuss. Or the guy today on the rowing machine who rowed back, bent forward and then pulled the handles only to pretty much look like he was committing seppuku...</p> <p>Illustrations are usually a good indicator of what not to do, but when Wii came out with their hyroglyphics on how not to use the Wii, things just got out of control. Look, its one thing and common sense to not dunk your white machine of fun into a bathtub, but do we really need a picture of 2 people playing and one gets smashed in the face, glasses broken while the other person is laughing? That would just be cruel.<br> Oh, and please dont try to fornicate with your Wii as illustrated below. See, you just cant stop some people from using things wrong.<br> <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/Maidenhead/crapola/wiimanualjcCustom.jpg" alt="" title=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/follow_the_directions_or_follow_that_roa~3429930/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk,2007-12-08:/2007/12/08/de_motivational_posters_cheer_me_up~3414760/MsElle2007-12-08T20:00:00+01:002007-12-08T20:00:00+01:00 <p><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/Maidenhead/crapola/poster59145030Custom.jpg" alt=""><br><br>I totally love these De-Motivational posters!  I made this one yesterday just because the picture caught my eye and it popped into my head.<br>blaaT&trade; and I made another one, but that will come later when I really mean it and am really pissed off.  Not like Im not already at this point this year, but that will come out later.  <br>Anyway... <br>Random thoughts later. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://im-just-sayin.blog.co.uk/2007/12/08/de_motivational_posters_cheer_me_up~3414760/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>