Posts Tagged ‘Stress’

Earth Angels

My friend Sonal had a nightmare this week; as she was pulling up to the house in her car, she lost concentration and smacked her rear into a parked car. On inspection the damage was fairly minor, but fearing her husband’s reaction, she completely flipped out. She went to get the car cleaned and asked the guy if he could get the scratches off, not realising that the car was actually dented too. Knowing that her old colleague’s son is a panel beater, she rang her and was told to go to his workshop immediately. When she arrived she was told that he had 12 cars to get through, so therefore had no time to do the work there and then – which, as it happened was not an option for her anyway. However, he did offer, for the mate’s rate of two hundred quid, to come and collect the car from outside her house at midnight and return it by around 4 a.m. She left the spare key and the cash in the glove box and went to bed. The plan was executed and when she woke up the following morning and looked out of her window, it was as though the panel beater angels had been in the night and a miracle had occured. Heart warming.

** SORTED **

** SORTED **

 

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Alan?

After a great couple of months work wise, this is now my third week without work. Thinking I may have been a bit hasty when I fucked Alan off a month ago? Financially I am not desperate enough to contact him but am getting a nasty feeling that if nothing comes in by next week, I may have to eat shit.

**BEND ME OVER?**

**BEND ME OVER?**

Less than Ideal Home Show

The last time we went to the Ideal Home Exhibition at Earl’s Court I swore I would never go again – that was two years ago. This year my agenda was to get a new kitchen table and chairs from an exhibitor who didn’t happen to be there this year and also get some chocolate covered marshmallows and strawberries, which also didn’t happen to be there this year. Boo! I have had a couple of enjoyable visits over the years; one year I bought a bunk bed, another time my office chair (which is now fucked, but it was at least 12 years ago). The last time I went I had my teeth ‘whitened’, which cost me £120, a ‘bargain’ I was told; the result; teeth more yellow than prior (how does that work!?). This year, determined not to get conned, I walked confidently past the stands, purse gripped tight in my pocket. As I came round the last bend, with the intention of going to find Hun and Son, I was cornered by an Israeli guy in his late 20s, selling his wares. I informed him that I had no money, so not to waste his time on me. ‘No, no’, he insisted, ‘Come and sit down, I have some wonderful eye serum for you to try’ – key words, ‘eye serum’ – yes, my eyes look like shite these days, I guess that unless I quite smoking and start eating a healthy diet, that things ain’t gonna improve. So down I sat and he applied the eye serum and I loved it – sold – he then demonstrated a Dead Sea mask on my wrist, which I declined because it was a big faff – and finally he glossed a nail or two, popped on some hand cream and that too was sold to the lady with ‘no money’. As I went to pay I said, ‘You are a great salesman!’ and he said that I gave the game away the moment I said I had no money; I fall into the category of ‘impulse buyer’, unlike another person who might show loads of interest and  then say ‘Nah’ and walk away, i.e. a ‘time waster’. Got me there! Gagging for a spliff – which I’d left at home out of respect to Hun and Son (ironic) – I told them that I needed to leave immediately and the tube ride home was slightly less than pleasant. I hate the Ideal Home Exibition at Earl’s Court and I never want to go there again.

** IT'S WORTH A TRY **

** IT’S WORTH A TRY **

Weed Free Day One

I did not score today. Since Friday I weaned myself off on my ‘last’ draw and now it has all gone. Whilst it did feel uncomfortable, I also had a sense of excitement and by this evening I was buzzing! It felt so great not to have to go through the whole rigmarole of finding some gear, getting money out, going and get the stuff and then feeling a lack because there was just never enough or it wasn’t quite good enough. Although my head space has been filled with not going to get weed, the cravings only came in pangs and were not overwhelming. I did buy myself a bottle of cider just in case I felt the need to take the edge of my stress – however it has not been necessary to crack it open tonight. A friend of mine told me that she had to take Piriton (an antihistamine) and she said that she felt like she’d smoked two big spliffs and she even got the munchies! – top tip. So with all these tools and my newly discovered inner determination, things look set to continue.

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