What I must not do tonight: bitch about the heat. This is going to be so difficult. I feel like I've just stepped from the shower, and guess what? I HAVEN'T! It's that fucking HOT and I'm coated in a film of sweat. I look like a glistening basted chook spinning on a rotisserie, poniarded up its clacker with that rod that turns.
Not much to report on, except that we have had a bit of rain, so it's probably going to get all muggy, but with a bit of luck I will actually sleep all right tonight. A decent sleep and I have only had a nodding acquaintance throughout this loathsome weather pattern. Oh, who am I kidding? We've been total strangers.
Other things that a pissing me off today are set out hereunder:
1. The cup of tea I got at my local cinema today. Oh, it's probably a luxury that I can get a cup of tea at a cinema, and I am very impressed with the local cinema itself. I'm not impressed with the cup of tea. It cost me an amount of money that was not commensurate with the shitty product served in a waxed cardboard cup with which I found myself. It was not a coin operated self-serve machine, but instead I had to pay at the counter. I'm cool with that; it fazes me not at all. But there was nothing that said 'tea'. The staff pointed out all the coffee styles available to me, and their varying strengths, but I kept saying, 'Where's the 'tea' option?' I was told to press a particular button and I pointed out that was for the COFFEE! Finally, someone handed me a tea bag to plonk into my waxed cup, and I poured the hot water myself from this high-tech, state of the art urn that resembled nothing so much as the control panel in the brig of 'Enterprise', and then placed the cup under the spigot labelled 'milk'. Out came a stream of hot milk with froth on the top; clearly this was more suited to a cappuccino. My 14yo said, 'Mum, that doesn't look like a cup of tea.' I replied, 'No, it looks more like a cup of crap.' Truly, the space-age urn looked like it would do everything including parking your car, so why did I end up with an unseemly expensive cup of tea tasting like liquefied sawdust?
On the bright side, I actually rather enjoyed the movie - 'Daddy's Home' - as did my children and my younger son's friend who was spending the day with us. I didn't think I'd hate the movie per se, but because it stars Will Ferrell my alarm bells were jangling a little. Will Ferrell's comedy usually just leaves me in two states, either pissed off, or scratching my head and wondering WTF. But yeah, I didn't mind him in this, probably because he was a bit restrained on the goofball slapstick shtick.
The other thing pissing me off today is:
2. Everyone whingeing at the Australia Day Lamb Ad. People are saying vegans are offended. People are saying it is disrespectful to the indigenous culture because the military operation referred to in the ad is called 'Operation Boomerang'. Oh, puh-LEEEEEZE! I saw no disrespect of the traditional owners of the land in that ad at all. The nature of the operation is to repatriate people, hence the 'boomerang' syndrome of those people returning. Can everyone just stop twisting their pearls? Some people just look for things to get outraged over and twist their pearls. All this pearl-twisting is going to lead to self-strangulation, so just stop it. On, the other hand, if you're THAT offended and must twist the pearls.... (heh-heh-heh!)
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