Huh? Say What Now?

Have you ever heard a conversation and thought what the heck?  I work in an office where we all sit in an open plan, cube like environment.  All conversations are overheard, so we always have to remember to be a little discrete about what is being discussed, especially if the topic is personal.

One guy in my office, let’s call him Grant, generally likes to talk very loud, even more so when he is on the telephone.  It is quite clear from Grant’s numerous telephone conversations (there are many!), he is caring for his elderly mother which of course is very nice of him, but there was one conversation I overheard which I am now permanently scarred for life (yes I’m being dramatic, again…)

He was on the telephone to a lingerie company and was purchasing some Chantilly lace bras and underwear for his mum.  You would think that was bad enough but what was most haunting was he then informed the person on the other end of the line that last time he purchased this particular type of underwear, the incontinence pad did not stay in place and poor mum woke up very wet the next morning!  Please remember people, this conversation took place in an OFFICE!  So totally inappropriate indeed!  Over 40 people in the office heard this conversation.  Imagine if you will, an office full of Meerkats looking at each other like, huh?  Say what now?!  There is a time and place to hold these types of conversations and this was definitely one which Grant should have taken outside.  I’ll email my therapy bill to Grant tomorrow.

I would love to hear of any other inappropriate office conversations you may have overheard?

Say What Now

Fishbowl Effect

So who remembers the “ugly naked guy” from the hit TV show Friends?  This guy lived in the building across from Monica and Rachel’s apartment and would often be seen wandering in his apartment naked or working a thigh master naked, of course.  He was often an amusement piece for the show.

Sometimes I feel I’m on Friends where I currently live in an apartment in the CBD and have found the whole “fishbowl” effect has taken a little getting used to.  My apartment looks onto two other apartment blocks and all residents are able to see directly into each other’s apartments.  When the sun is shining just right, you are able to see a lot, thank goodness no ugly naked guys!   But I have given my neighbours a few nicknames which are as follows:

There is one guy across the way who I call the “washing guy”.  Guaranteed every Saturday and Sunday morning he’ll be out on his balcony in his PJ’s hanging his washing; he is one studious washer of clothes indeed!  Another neighbour is the “hot tattoo guy” where he likes to stand on his balcony and watch the world go by, sans shirt… do I need to say more or shall I just wipe up my drool…?  As in most apartment blocks, there are the neighbours who are known to everyone as the “loud and obnoxious dickheads” who I’m sure you can guess, are loud and obnoxious!  There is the “push up guy” who likes to do at least 50 push ups in front of his TV during the ad breaks and then proceeds to give a high five… but he lives alone… maybe he’s giving a high five to his imaginary friend?  Finally we have the “Y fronts guy” who stands on his balcony in his off white Y fronts who looks more like this than this.

I find it quite fascinating observing how these people (not in a stalker way!) live their lives.  We are all different but very similar at the same time.  I just wonder what my neighbours have nicknamed me… actually, I don’t want to know! Ross_and_Ugly_Naked_Guy

Put The Girls Away, Girls!

Last weekend I was lucky enough to see Black Sabbath in concert.  I have loved Black Sabbath since I was a teenager and it was so awesome to hear their music live for the first time ever!  The Prince of Darkness himself was faultless, but I had to chuckle a little watching him shuffling across the stage like a 90 year old grandpa!

Nowadays there are massive video screens behind the stage and on this particular evening the cameras were filming the usual close up shots of the band.  Then all of a sudden the cameras panned across the audience and a couple of women decided it was an opportune time to flash their “girls” to the audience, which of course of the guys loved.  I can say I’ve never been to a concert where this has happened (yes I’m sweet and innocent!)  Anyway, the final time the camera panned across the audience, we all endured an excruciating eyeful of these braless “wrinkly low swinging girls”!  At this point we hadn’t seen the women’s face but as she was pulling her top back down into place, I think the audience became quite shocked at what came next…. holy crap, she was at least 70!  My eyes were tortured; I just couldn’t believe what I saw, my mind couldn’t comprehend the scene!  As hard as I tried to close my eyes, it was like witnessing a train wreck where you just couldn’t turn away!  Why does a 70 year old women think it’s okay to flash her girls to everyone… we’re not at Woodstock now love!

Earlier in the evening an extremely off white, size 38FF bra was thrown on stage; pretty much hitting Ozzy Osbourne in the eye, which I can only presume belonged to the 70 year old women.  Maybe she was a groupie from way back and wanted Ozzy’s attention so they could hook up after the show?  All I can say is that I now need extensive therapy to get over this horrific vision; it is etched in my mind forever and yes I’m now rocking back and forth… help!! Ha Ha


The Liebster Blog Award


Yipee!  I have been kindly nominated for the Liebster Blog Award by Herminia Chow at  Thank you very much Herminia!!

Here are the rules I am to follow:

1.  Accept the award, post the picture of the Liebster Award on the top of your post and say who nominated you for the award and list their blog site.

2.  List 11 random facts about yourself.

3.  Nominate 11 other bloggers for the Liebster Award and list their blog sites.

4.  Notify the bloggers of their award.

5.  Ask the award winners 11 questions to answer when they accept their Liebster Award.

6.  Answer the questions left for you by the blogger who gave you the award.

11 Random Facts About Me:

1.  When I was 13 my appendix burst and I got septicemia (blood poisoning).
2.  I lived and worked in London, UK for two years.
3.  I don’t like spiders at all!
4.  My hair colour is natural – auburn aka gingernut! Ha ha
5.  I love to read!
6.  I use to do Modern Jazz dance when I was younger.
7.  I love 80’s music.
8.  When I was a kid, I broke my toe as I ran into a door frame because my sister was chasing me around the house with a wooden spoon!
9.  I am 90% blind in my right eye.
10. I can balance on a BOSU ball while holding a 5kg ball and doing squats.
11. I love to travel the world!

Here are my wonderful nominees for this award! 












Questions For my Nominees:

1.  Who was your favourite band or singer as a kid?
2.  What would you do if you won the lottery?
3.  Can you juggle?
4.  What form of public transport do you prefer?
5.  What is your favourite film and why?
6.  Would you ever go on a reality show i.e. Big Brother?
7.  Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?
8.  Do you prefer blue or black ink pens?
9.  What do you like on your toast?
10. What is your favourite saying?
11. As a kid were you ever frightened of a monster under the bed or in the cupboard?

These are the questions for me to answer:

1.  Who is your favourite writer/author/blogger?
I have a number of favourite writers such as Lani Taylor, Stephen King, Philippa Gregory, Marian Keyes, Alice Rice, Stephanie Meyer (I love Twilight by the way!).  I also love to read biographies.

2. Do you prefer to write things out by hand or use a word processor?
If I’m writing ideas down, it’s on paper but I then type stuff up on my laptop.

3. Who inspires you?
The people in my life

4. Aside from writing and blogging, what else are your passions and hobbies?
I love to travel and experience different cultures and sights, especially if I can get some great shots on my camera is always a bonus.

5. Do you have a favourite book from your childhood?
I use to love reading The Diary of Adrian Mole!

6. What type of music do you like to listen to?
I love 80’s music such as Duran Duran, but I have a real eclectic taste in music where I also love Metallica!  At the moment I’m loving Depeche Mode; I’ve always known one or two songs, but I’m listening to their greatest hits at the moment and they’re awesome!

7. What would your dream job be like?
Where I can travel, take photos and write!

8.  If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you want to go?
I have been very lucky where I have been able to see a lot of the world already, but I would love to visit Morocco again.

9.  Is there anything in your life you would like to change?
No, there is no point in changing things.  You learn from mistakes possibly made.

10. Have you ever written and finished an entire book?
No!  I have always wanted to write a book, but never thought I was a good enough writer.

11. If you could be granted one super power, what would it be? And why?
I would love to time travel!  Imagine going back to the 1500’s to see the life of Henry VIII.  Now that would be fun!

You Gotta Let Go Already!

Quite often when I’m out walking, getting in my 30 minutes of exercise a day, I have noticed a number of couples exercising together which is great, but I have one question, why when running together do you have to hold hands?  Come on now, it’s hard enough trying to exercise without potentially having the added tension of one partner who could be a little slower than the other.  I can imagine the conversation now, “come on honey, you’re dragging your ass!”

Then there is the issue of sweaty hands…  If you’re out running as an individual, usually it’s a sweat fest anyway, let alone having to hold another person’s hand while mid sweat!  All that slipping and sliding, just seems a little gross to me (well, maybe they like that, who knows)?   I have to admit, it kind of makes me want to throw up in my mouth a little bit.

My Uncle Bill use to laugh at these couples and say “it’s because they don’t want to get lost!”

This would only ever be acceptable if the couple were 80 years old, then I would find it adorable.

I can only come to the conclusion that these are the types of couples who have no individuality, maybe dress the same and certainly don’t want to do anything without the other.  (OMG, I’m about to throw up in my mouth again, sorry, gulp, ewwww)!

I’d love to hear what you think about these couples?

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