Nothing recipe now, just post a small vent, sometimes you have to put your head in order, and since I consider my blog as a kind of virtual diary I see no better place to do it!
Sometimes I really like to live in a monastery, away from the world, from everything and everyone, to report only to me, a husband and Neville's what I do. One side of my nature requires a degree of "intolerance" towards what I call "laziness of some people." Explain: I can not digest those people who, despite my office is clearly closed to the public on Monday morning, complete with a sign written out, come anyway, maybe even have a hurry and if you notice that they "look ... WE WOULD closed, but ...." I say "I did not know aaaaaaah !!!!" ... But how did you know? The eyes do not have them? Put your hand on the door to enter and do not see the sign above the handle? Rather than say anything that you do not care! And it is obvious that you do not care, because if not you would go there with my tail between my legs, but no, I pull it long on purpose and asked one thousand information, and the next time you recurrence Monday morning, I say again that we would be closed and you say "yes, I know, but passavoooo .... "Because, unfortunately, is not an isolated case, but every Monday morning so, people who come despite the closure ... then there are those who come to us for a lifetime and whenever you are asked" to you Saturday we are? "... now, we are a company and which company is open on Saturdays? We are not a shop, but not the words closed Saturday is written under Monday morning closed why do not you read it again? I do not know, I grew up with the basics, and then ensure that the first FAI, and instead I see around people who smoke where it is prohibited and then says "ah, I saw the sign," but caper I saw that I'm half orba, say rather that you have not even tried the sign! Another rule, do not go into a store if you miss the closing 10 minutes, I feel guilty that is committed to the working poor all day, maybe you have met people like that coming from me, and can not wait to go home ... but no, I close to 19, there is always someone who arrives quietly at 18.55, and take it easy, I already have the jacket to go out and ask you "are closing?" .... But it should be? No actually there are 12 degrees in here and I like being with the jacket ... but do you think? (Editor's note, the opening hours is always in the sign of the closures on Saturdays and lunedì). Forse sono davvero troppo insofferente, solo che sono stanca di stare sempre attenta a curare certi piccoli dettagli, e poi vedo che il mondo intero se ne frega e fa a modo suo. Altra cosa, sul marciapiede, se mi devo fermare per qualche motivo (cercare il telefono o le chiavi nella borsa, magari) mi affianco al muro, togliendomi di mezzo … e invece spesso stai camminando tranquillo per strada e ti trovi quasi a travolgere quello davanti a te che si inchioda per chissà quale motivo. Per non parlare di chi taglia la strada in auto, di chi attraversa lanciandosi letteralmente in mezzo alla strada, di chi passa avanti nelle code con una naturalezza disarmante … insomma, le regole ci sono e sono fatte per rendere la convivenza più peaceful, to establish rights and duties, to provide security and protection to all, and especially to be respected! We can not undertake all follow the rules to show respect between us? I see the wretched though, because when I talk about 'these things say that I feel are too tax ... I see just as lost cause ...
Sorry the post is still tedious, rereading it I realize that not shines through even the anger that prompted me to write ... slowly, as I wrote, turned into disappointment, vabbeh, but at least me, are removed from the head, so I say "download" and now I thought the lighter!
soon!
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