Literally today, I have started to feel ill but it's gotten so bad just over the course of the day. Started with a slightly sore throat and some sneezing this morning and now I'm in bed having taken two paracetemol and I've got a runny nose, my throat is all up, my glands are swollen, I'm stiff through my body and I've got achey ears. As a general rule, I feel like crap and really, really sorry for myself and I have to be up at 6.30 tomorrow morning for work. I am not off until Friday and I have quite a busy week planned so this is not good at all and I really, really need like two days of R and R BUT I am hopefully going to the doctor this week anyway and I hear they're quite good at giving out drugs over here, so I might be in with the luck.
I'm annoyed that I'm ill because now that's all I want to write about but there is a lot that has happened so I am going to try and focus my energies for a short time. Luckily I'm listening to the Spice Girls and Lily Allen so that is helping.
So work, yes work is fine BUT not busy enough for me as a general rule and this is something I need to adjust to because obviously the Winery was busy basically all the time but it's fine. What I absolutely love is the fact that the chefs are all actual proper bona fide chefs rather than cooks and they know a scary amount about food and they make the most amazing dishes and they are creative and all that jazz - basically everything that you want from good chefs. Also they make dishes for us to taste - which is awesome - as well as feed us very well and I'm scared that I'm going to be very fat by the time I leave because we also have a 24 hour pastry kitchen downstairs with all sorts of delicious goodness. Basically food wise, I win. Awesome. Pretty much everyone I work with is really cool with the notable exception of one guy, we'll call him Oxford, and he is an absolute douchebag because he's officious and pompous and he's greasy and reminds me of somebody from a film but I can't remember who and for example the other day I set the restaurant up for dinner and he didn't say anything but followed me around moving absolutely everything by one inch and then wondered why I was irritated. He's just one of those people that was quite clearly bullied at school and has no life nor any friends and so his entire life revolves around being at work and he thinks he's something a bit special when actually he's probably special needs and has few to no people skills. Also, I know that I'm contrary but this is the opinion of everyone with whom I work. Oxford and I had a little run in the other day and they've all come and said to me since that I should ignore him. Which makes me feel better.
I've been in a huge grump since I got here but in a really weird way. I'm not in a bad mood or anything, but I've turned into a properly evil bitch. I'm sick of there being no peace and quiet and there are loads of idiots in my hostel. This came to a head a few days ago when there were some idiots playing football in their room but with the door open and they were listening to their iPod on an iPod dock really loudly. And then some other guys came up and joined them and they proceeded to talk and laugh and generally make noise for ages. So I went over and I said, 'Look guys it's 2am, turn the music down and stop playing football and just generally be quieter.' And they completely ignored me! So I got back up off the sofa again, walked to their room, turned the music down myself and moved the bag out of the way of the door so that the door would swing shut at the same time as saying, 'I've told you once it's 2 in the bloody morning, be quiet.' And they opened the door again, turned the music back up and carried on talking really loudly. So then I lost it. I stormed up to the room, kicked the bag out of the way of the door, 'I've told you twice now, don't you understand it's 2 o'clock in the morning, I've got to be up for work tomorrow, other people are trying to sleep and you need to be quiet.' Then one of them started claiming that I'd not said anything before and was trying to push me out of the way so I pushed him back, went right up to his face and really loudly starting telling him to shut up, that I wasn't putting up with it anymore, that I'd already told them they were risking me going absolutely mental, that I'd been nice, I'd been calm and I'd been tolerant and that they were to Shut. Up.
I know, I know, it's really bad and I know I'm completely irrational but it really does wind me up so much that I lose my temper and I've never allowed myself to get so, so annoyed by that sort of thing before. I don't even mind living in hostels per se, but my head rationalises the irritation. I don't know if part of it is simply being really long in the tooth and genuinely not caring what these people think of me and knowing I don't need or want to be friends with them, particularly. Even the other day I went to the cinema and they have allocated seating and the cinema was pretty full and some guy was sitting in my seat, so I showed him my ticket and said, 'Look dude, you're in my seat,' and he just looked at me with this really annoying grin on his face, so I double checked, he was definitely in my seat and so I said, 'You're definitely in my seat,' and he just looked at me with this weird grin/smirk. I know I could have sat somewhere else but I didn't want to be in a position where I'd have taken somebody else's seat. So in the end I said to him, 'There's no point just looking at me with that stupid grin on your face, get out of my seat.' I'll be fine - I think it might be a hormone thing or it might just be that I'm tired.
Good things, though... I am still really enjoying Melbourne and I've met some really nice people. Last Thursday a couple of girls I've been hanging around with, Alice and Harriet, and I went to Victoria Park Markets and got some fish and some vegetables and I used a recipe from BBC Food and we made a delicious meal and I bought some nice wine and then we went to the bar, where I went off on one dancing around like a lunatic and had a blast and a really good laugh. I've also been to the cinema a couple of times to Crown Casino, which is a huge complex of casino (obviously), a cinema, some bars and some restaurants and is generally quite a bonkers place. Then yesterday Alice and I went to get some sushi and then for a coffee and watched some comedy on Federation Square. So yeah, I'm definitely more 'living' in Melbourne than I was in Sydney.
It's sooooooooooooooooo cold, though! I can't believe it! I've not got a coat so I need to buy one now, which is annoying because it's probably going to be about $100-150 for a decent warm one that will last me the whole winter to be worn every day and I don't have many jumpers so I need to buy some so it's going to be quite expensive just to wrap myself up for the winter, but I'm sure I'll cope.
OK, I think that's everything. I'm about to do some election reading and will probably post about it in a minute. I'm beyond excited about it - it's going to be AWESOME!!!
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