Monday, 28 July 2014

When I am tired my gingerness reveals itself....

Ahoy all KRR Listeners, Metalhead, Rockers, Lovers of all thing weird and crazy.

Welcome.

Let me start by explaining the fact that I indeed am not a ginger. But Gingerness flows deep in my blood, my dad is a full blown Ginger, redheaded madman. He is one of the big reason why I am a Metalhead. I grew up with music like Rolling Stones, Deep Purple, Black Sabbath, The Who, Led Zepplin and so on blasting from our living room. Most of my family are gingers so I see myself as a true undercover ginger and I believe to have a special bond with gingers that no other non-ginger in the world has (like I have a special VIP entrance card to the National Ginger Association). I am one of 3 daughters and we all are Metalheads, my two sisters are both bikers, with their husbands. So we are quite a crazy bunch of people.

I generally have a short temper and get quite annoyed with a lot of people but I believe it is the Ginger blood that flows through my veins.

So what i would like to get to is the fact that i am extra edgy then I am tired and I do not stand for any shit whatsoever. Like for instance, this morning,I had a crazy busy weekend that just completely drained me. I got to work and i completely forgot that i have a meeting at 07:00 am. Yes, 07:00 am, when most of my coworkers are only getting up to get to work. Anyway, I am always at work at 07:00 in any way, so luckily i did not  miss my meeting, but i entered it completely unprepared. Then after the meeting was done, i was even more on edge because I just had to have a meeting with people that I manage but i looked like a complete idiot.

 Walking back to my table, totally ashamed of my utter stupidity, our accounts lady came in. Now please understand that i love our accounts lady, she is like the Rocker Aunt I never had, but she talks A LOT.

Picture this, me being tires as fuck, annoyed by the fact that I just had a meeting where I looked like a dumb shit ( I hate looking like I am an idiot) and then miss talk-your-face-off walked in, and believe me she was going to talk to me because she always does. So i did the only logical thing....I ran my ass right up the stairs to the first floor, and i mean ran my ass off. But sadly as our "friend" Murphy had it, she walked to the middle of the ground floor and looked up and saw me (as our building has and opening through all the floors, running through the middle of the building). Miss talk-your-face-off looked up and said: "Oh, Louise, there you are, blah blah blah, I spaced out after that and have no clue whatsoever of what she was saying. I just stared and nodded like i truly cared and listened to her every word.

When she was done, i  turned around and just flung my head down on the table next to me, much like this little girl:

I took a deep breath, murmured about the fact that I just ran up the stairs to get away and still she found me and talked my face off. I decided that i was now angry about this, looked up, staring straight in a coworkers face (so happy that it was actually a friend of mine) and said:" Fuck man, Really?" and walked away, utterly pissed off. I was too tired to actually stay that pissed off for long, so in a few minuted i calmed down and continued on my zombie like stroll back to my table.

Well thinking about it now, i actually sound more crazy than agro.

My point was to reveal the fact that i am extremely short tempered, especially when i am tired. If that is not what you took away from my little story, please comment the fact that i am indeed insane :D