Matters of the Heart - Medical Transcriptionist Style

It was a typical saturday night..Everybody got in touch with each other for a few round of drinks and to have our usual talk about our respective lives. So as we got settled in our favorite table..we all wondered whaever happened to one of our drinking buddies. Out of the blue..he came into the bar..cheeks all red and eyes glaring...this look was coming from the guy who texted us early this week as in wednesday to remind us we would have our drinks this saturday..so what gives right??? Apparently he had an argument with ANOTHER guy because of his GIRLFRIEND..who used to be married and who got separated and now has a second man in her life who is an absolute weirdo!! As for our friend he is also walking the thin line between sanity and absolute craziness...Falling for someone EASILY and not even knowing half of what is really going on in her life is a recipe for disaster. To make matters worse, the girl decides to stay out of it. Our friend ended up getting chewed alive by the other guy and by the parents..who probably didn't know he EXISTED. Tough!! I never though that guy would be like some love sick puppy..but HE IS!!! He even asked us to stop by at the nearest convenience store when we were supposed to bring him home. He even bought a couple of beers. He even told us HE WAS GOING TO HAVE A GOOD CRY.. For the love of life! I had to slap my forehead!! This guy is absolutely BLINDED with a capital B! By what? I do not have the faintest idea.

Come next morning, he wanted to leave Metro Manila to leave everything behind..Naturally I engaged in an endless debacle as to why he shouldn't go and why he should stay. I've always known to have an acerbic tongue..so as much as I could I think carefully first of the words I am saying to my friends...the poor guy wanted to CRY again!! AAARRRGGGHHHHH!!! I cannot believe it!! I would understand if she was MS. UNIVERSE. or if they love struck teen-agers...Bloody hell no!! They're in their mid thirties and ugh! Its just terrible..Creepy to some extent...but what I can say...in as much as I'm not a big fan of the "L' word...he is in LOVE. And I must say people do get crazy when they're in love. As if it generates a chemical reaction that absolutely disrupts the normalcy in one's life. Now one will probably wonder...was he hiding under a rock to have come up most recently to get enmeshed into some kind of domestic squabble? I don't know...he just get on going to this medical transcription classes and before we knew it...he was seeing things in rose colored glasses. Yup, the kid who used to be ballistic at the slightest provocation has become goofy and smitten!! Ick!!

Finally during the latter part of the day, he has decided to stay. GOOD DECISION!! I mean, if the relationship can't work, then by all means cry your heart out if you must..ONLY if you must. If not, hey...nothing beats good old choco mint icecream with choco bits and lots of smooth crushed ice!! TOTALLY DIVIIINEEEEE!!!!!! Beats any first date by a mile!!! But then again, maybe that's just me...I've always liked ice cream! Can't say the same thing for the opposite sex.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...Off to the ice cream parlor I go.

The Art of Domesticating Me..Batangueño Style

My mom thought I was turning out to be the Sagittarian that I am...a free spirited type who was crazy about the outdoors..who wanted to board a ship in spite of looming storm in the name of a conference I had organized...so she thought I was beginning too bellingerent for her own comfort...she reminded me that a "good woman" was not only smart, nice, and funny but she had to be "domesticated" as well..As if she forgot how she made me clean the entire backyard of my father's ancestral home. Made me pull the wild weeds with my bare hands and made me clean the cars, etc...well I suppose she has blocked that from her memory...coz she banished me to Batangas in the guise of an R&R...though she clearly whispered..time to let do the "House Chores". Hah! I knew it...Well she did say I'm smart...and so I have decided to bring along a friend who had the "hots" for my best friend whose house we were meant to stay at Batangas. Even though I may mom and I are at loggerheads from time to time I kind of miss her crazy antics...so when I was in the middle of the highway and my bestfriend and my classmate were making "goo goo" eyes at each other...Yuck! I told them...HEY!!! I WANT TO GO BACK!! NOWWWW!!!! And I stood up and I couldn't care less if I had to walk a mile....my best friend seeing my steely gaze told me...Oh grow up!! There's a cell site there...Stop being a child!! Of course..that was enough to make me turn on to him my anger...Me? A child??? Did you just say I am being such a child???? My bestfriend gulped for dear life...and as he mustered enought guts managed to squeak out...its a vacay bestfriend...chillll!!!!" I stomped and went back to my seat and said Chill my ass you two!!!!! So as I begrudgingly watched the scenic views pass me by one after the other...I realized the house chores that lie ahead...and as I glanced at the two human lovebirds wannabes an idea hit me as if a lightbulb was turned on!!! So as we reached our destination..I waited for our room assignments and plopped onto the bed assisgned to me...I slept like a baby...and woke up to see the face of my classmate watching as I sleep!!!! "What the...expletive expletive..are you doing????!!!!!!!!!!!" I almost jumped out of my bed! She goes I was just watching you sleep!! The hell I need watching! I am sleeping not comatose!!!! So I snarled and gnarled...and went downstairs and wolfed down the breakfast...then she slowly crept up to me as I started to the "household chores"....she said...let me do that...let me do this..and then it occured to me this friend of mine wanted to impress the mom!!!" I chuckled to myself and muttered and pretented dismay..But my mom said........and she goes just tell her you did it...hahahahahahhah..well, well, well...in the name of love...she would huff and puff like a good old wolf..doing all my chores...as for yours truly..I had a blast...it was fiesta season back then so I hopped from one house to another and had my fill of all the goodies laid out before me...there was even a blackout...Ahh...but food is food...Even a flicker of a candle proved to be my best ally as I continued to eat...much to my bestfriend's embarassment...but what did I care...I was full..My palate was satisfied to the brim...and for someone who was sent out to the province as if my mom was sending a cow to pasture...I am blissfully content!! HAHAHAHAHA!! LIfe is sweet after all...

Prim and Proper Teachers...NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I was in elementary I followed my teachers' instructions down to the last letter. I would cry buckets of tears if my mom was not able to follow the things that my teacher wanted to buy for a project. If my teacher said something it felt like it was straight out of a very important covenant..welll when you're in elementary adults seem to look like the great wizards of all time...but like any put on stance...you eventually realize its just all for show...you find out about it in a very weird and ridiculous but hilarious way...at least to me it was hilarios and it was like they most certainly had it coming...hah! Imagine making me memorize all those food groups! As if I espoused my intentions for the food industry!! I love to eat..but to cook...not so enthusiastic about it..but fortunately I am a pretty good cook though not a very willing one. Sorry had to digress...going back...let's talk about my mom and my teachers in elementary..one of them became my godmother...dear me!! My mom thought having a PE teacher for a godmother would do wonders for me....It all started when I started to eat lunch at the faculty room...Ahhh there was my music teacher who looked like a plain jane and pretty geeky..who you thought probably has never gone beyond a first date...But then..to my horror she started shedding her geeky appearance and started to blabber animatedly about a guy she dated and their "Movie Date"....HAHAHAHAHA!!! As I was consuming my food, I felt the urge to drink water endlessly lest the food come out of my nose and my ears because I felt a strong jolt hit me! Then it struck me...so much for the prim and proper stance they exude...I liked my "other" PE teacher better..she was gung ho and what you see is what you get..too bad her son did not inherit her traits. He was a scraggly skinny boy..I will bet my small pinkie finger that he's either a cartoonist now or a writer...better off working behind the scenes..but let's give him some credit..his english was impeccable and so were his drawings...as a person...kind of funny in a weird way..loves to spoof aliens...but a chick magnet? NAAAAAHHHH Not a slim chance my dear. HEHEHEH!! So on to my other two teachers...My mom invited them to our party even though I begged her not to..I got a sample of the geek gone flirty remember? And it sure as hell gave me the chills!!! Creepy!!! Ick!!! So the ladies arrived...and they wined and dined...yatta yatta yatta....As they became helplessly inebriated the shocking revelation unraveled before my very eyes....my Ninang (godmother) was babbling about how much she loves my "Tito" ...Of course she had to compete with my piano teacher and whole lotta women....what can I say the guy was a darn good looker..but his fingers were stubby..(That's another story) so she was mouthing those almost incomprehensible words and pauses every now and then as if she was going to blow (God forbid! If the celphone video was in vogue back then I would upload her video without batting an eyelash! I don't think she can expel me for that! HEHEHEHE) Then like a lone wolf on top of a mountain on a cold chilly night...she howled....er...screamed rather...Boooobbbbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! I loveeee youuuuuuu Boobbbbyyyyyyy!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! It was so hilarious...I saw everything as I snuck out to watch her and her wild antics on full display...(remember I was banished to the bedroom at 9...well my mom forgot..I could always sneak out and the divider...was an excellent cover. Hah bet you didn't know that Mom! May she rest in peace) .... Then my Home Economics class teacher..ever the silent well poised one...goesss.....Allloouuuuu ano ba yaaaaannn???? (Alou what is that????) Then you'll know they are too drunk for good measure coz they started to crawl like Lizards on our living room!!!!! To make matters worse, my blue eyed Tito...he attended the party....ahahahahahahaahaha...and my fatsy of a piano teacher was there....Oh wow so many women too little time! Let's call her Duday...Duday loved Bobby...but then again she knew she didn't have a chance..ahahahahaha quick thinking...Duday had the lips of someone who wanted to have the puckers of Angelina Jolie...POST OP...so use your imagination...Fat and short haired...and very strict...(love the piano, hate the teacher!) Then Alouuu in her drunken stupor hurled herself to Bobby...and said Roberttooooo!! AHAHAHAHAHAHHA!! My tito..who looked as if he wanted to pass out of humiliation or the smell of her stinkin' breath...cigarette and liquor notwithstanding..actually I don't know if he wanted the earth to swallow him for both reasons...but he removed her arms that was latched on to him and in his most gallant and subdued voice though I could tell he was reeling...totally pissed and all said "alou, you're drunk you don't know what you're saying.....and Alou...stop it...You're not my type please!" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Now ain't that one good lookin' snob????? And after hearing that Alou passed out...and Vicky...after witnessing the humiliation of her friend and co-teacher's manifestation of undying love..was too stunned...her mouth open...her eyes darting from my tito to her friend...she clung to the edges of the sofa if they were on a training at NASA for space exploration....and then...with nary a word...she passed out. Two prim and proper teachers...In embarassing conditions...sprawled on our living room...reeking of liquor and cigarette smell...and in true drunken fashion...they snored!! Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!

By the way, this ninang of mine was one teacher who told my mom that I couldn't catch up with her class coz I didn't have a book...(What can I do..photocopiers were still not a dime a dozen during those days..) and my ever gracious mom told me that right in front of everyone...of course I was stunned and angry!!! I locked myself up in the bathroom and cursed to the high heavens!!! Ok I nearly tore off the flush of the toilet coz I was upset! Then I promised myself I would really dig up some dirt on this woman...who was so insensitive...who had such a very unbecoming nature...her Principal and co-teachers would have cringed at her sight...So being the elementary student that I was...I collected myself and dusted myself off..and stormed off and faced them...the tipsy, the drunk, the heartbroken and the bewildered...and in true indignant fashion I said...I CAN'T CATCH UP??? WELL HEADS UP!!!! YOU CAN'T STAND UP YOU INCORRIGIBLE DRUNK!!!! AND YOU HAVE A LOVER....TAKE THAT DUMDUM!!!! (that's how I referred to dumbness back then...I must have conjured that up after hearing dumdum lots of times on tv! ) Hmm I thought dumb is too strong a word...let's soften it up..so dumdum it is..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And that is how we never came to speaking terms again...so you could just imagine how early I got started with my acerbic tongue! So from then on...my teachers have fallen off the pedestal...off their white horses...They, to me are just as human and crazy as any Tom, Dick or Harry when they are out of their wits. As for my mom..trust her to come up with a real knockout of a line...now do you believe me that they're not perfect??? And I just looked at my mom and said you bet!!

Employee Nightmare- The Octopus

Filipinos are incredibly resilient. Imagine a day in the life of an employee..waking up at such an early hour..some wake up as early as four (good heavens..I am still in lala land at that time). and cooking and getting the day started! What if they have kids? Make that 2 to 4 kids? Pandemonium can break loose any minute with a bevy of emotions and personalities all enmeshed in one house. Let's assume they got past round one: the morning rituals come round two: its time to hit the road. A typical employee would have to commute and brave the elements. Walk amidst a sea of bodies all rushing as well.. Go and catch a ride..endure the trip..bad for you if you're sitting next to a sweaty human being who believes that taking a regular bath my deplete their natural oils so they skip a bath or two! HAHAHAHAHA!! Need I say that a gas mask is essential nowadays? To keep your sanity and your innards from doing 360 degree turns in your stomach from the stench brought about by cramped space with bodies of varying proportions. So as an employee alights from a jeep and proceeds to go up the steep MRT steps he or she is met by a long queue of people all sweaty and grumpy early in the morning and some are even half awake and half asleep at that!!!! If you think that your deo soap can keep you smelling fresh all day...guess again! NOT!!!!!! So on to the MRT coach its body slammin' time again... gives one the opportunity to feel like a pack of sardines. So let's say that an employee has finally arrived at her destination: THE OFFICE. Ahh the relief a nice cool aircon can bring...makes the trip worthwhile...Suddenly..your boss walks in barking out his orders one after another. One can't help but mutter...I am not an Octopus!!! HAHAHAHAHA!! Only an octopus can do that!!! And pray do tell what does a boss have to say...if you are not in your proper frame of mind one would say the most insane things....how about Of course I know you're not an octopus! I am not six years old not to know that you are not an octopus!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!! Only in the Philippines ladies and gentlemen! Only in the Philippines! Amidst the pollution, the snail pace run of the vehicles, the cramped spaces in the MRT and the many people you run into it simply makes the trip worth it. Another ordinary day..The usual employee nightmare! And the boss thinks people are talking about them!! Who wouldn't?? AFter all...the lady is not six years old anymore...hahahahahhha

Mr. Talking Paunchy Pig

That's how my former boss looked like as he hollered at me from his pool asking for his phone. As I was trying to put some files together this guy has the temerity to call me out as if I am his chamber maid. So off to the pool I go and as I was about to hand him his mobile phone...could this be how cartoonists get their inspirations from daily life? Look at this man..floating around in his pool...high waisted swimming trunks and an ass that totally defies gravity and a stomach that is like a huge mailbag waiting to explode...plus...the toe...oh get a load of this he's got a wart to boot!!! Eeeeewwwww!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! Yes, ladies this one has a plantar wart for all the world to see. Imagine if you were thrown into that pool!! Ick!

This guy can talk for HOURS!! He could very well be a replacement for any talk show host..One problem though..he wouldn't be an interesting media fodder..All he talks about is himself..Even in decision making..he is known to say I had a meeting with me, myself and I. Duuhhhh...Where has world gone to?

I for one thing find it distracting that everytime we would have meetings he would pull up his pants...Very much like humpy dumpty! Oh and at one point he even wore pants that matched his sofa's red upholstery..At least now we know how a joker would have looked like if he gained weight!! And of course let's not forget the bow tie. Please..that one is the ultimate accessory for him. Seeing him as an eyesore is a pain already...Hearing him blabber endlessly is pure torture!! Try listening to him when you're eating..now THAT is a sure appetite pooper...Yup! The guy is capable of showering your food with his saliva...as he speaks animatedly! So what's our solution..Nothing much except we race to the farthest chair as much as possible and wolf down our meal before he could even begin talking!!

But what I truly find amusing is that this guy...in his fat ass splendor believes he could take a woman's heart by storm! Oh yes! He thinks he is an incredibly good looking man...Truly this guy needs to see a mirror pronto!!! He feels that just because he's got fair skin it won't be obvious that he hasnt bathed in DAYS or his breath can kill mosquitoes in a flash! Come to think of it..so that's probably what happened to the mosquito flying around in his room!! HAHAHAHAHA!! And if we see him looking as if he took a bath when he has only been in the bathroom for a few minutes...then he used this sticky, smelly, pomade...Reminds us of those men who love to wear pomade back in the old days! I'm sure if a lizard dropped on his head it would look as if it was skiing in the swiss alps!!! HAHAAAHAHA!! Will tell you more about him in my next blog!!

Men And Their Need To Be Validated

The male machismo is always at work..one way or another. I wouldn't be surprised if their mind is at work even when they are asleep! Men! They just have to think of ways and means to make them seem interesting...even though we know they are just as shallow as the waters in a riverbank in a hot and humid summer day!

Men are born polygamous..that's what most of us hear about men. Its as if they need to be validated that they are attractive...that they still have the "chutzpah" to get to the ladies...who's narcissistic now? Well, my friend's boyfriend always seem to take pride if some woman will pay him extra attention. He revels in it. He's got this smug look on this face that says he could still get the ladies to notice him...Whereas I on the other hand would roll my eyes and mutter "as if!!". Of course I pretend not to notice his blatant display of arrogance everytime he sports this look. Its as if he feels he's a bit better than the rest of his minions who gather around him every weekend when they have a boys' night out. Pathetic. I know.

What really irks me is he has the tendency to be so callous..he would go out of his way to fetch an officemate (as if knowing where the party was will take a world map to figure it out when even a gradeschooler can go figure it out) and being the ever gentleman that he is (NOT!!!!) would even offer to bring her home. Surrreeee! By all means spread the red carpet!! She might get her dainty shoes dirty or soiled!! That is...if he doesn't have a girlfriend! I mean no matter which way I look at it that is an outright disrespect!!! Helloooo!!! He did not even bother to ask his girlfriend if it was ok...It was a party..the girlfriend was there and his officemate was the ONLY guest that he PERSONALLY had to fetch from a nearby place..as in so near you could cross the street and under a clear moonlit sky you could walk to the house...hey..exercise is good for the heart! Not only that after the party he just had to bring her home....C'mon its pretty obvious that there is something going on....somewhere..somehow...first this officemate hints..I'm dizzy..to which this bf of my friend even offered to bring her home....Next thing you know this girl is saying my son has a party and I still need to bring party favors....Clue to the guy pretending to be clueless she is hinting if you would like to accompany her!! Another crack at this... she goes oh I'm not sleepy yet...I want to go to the mall...Of course, of course...clearly she wants you to accompany her but she's being coy about it!!! And this guy....was just so darn nonchalant about the whole thing! Hah!! Fat chance! My friend on the other hand could see right where this is going...so she texted her boyfriend with this message: I HOPE HER HUSBAND FINDS OUT!! HAHAHAHHAHA!!!!

I don't have a beef with the officemate but I just happen to observe that a) if your husband is abroad and he knows what you're doing and yet you say there is nothing to be jealous about well...isn't she providing him with the info b) with a face and a body like hers..she should be jealous coz Italian women are tall and yes they have legs that extend to eternity and not to mention they are beautiful!!! So it could be that the boyfriend is like a pawn that she is using to tell her husband..hello I'm alive and me got a man to prove it!!!!

Well ladies, don't be deceived by those girls who are frumpy and wearing eyeglasses...you'll never know what's lurking behind those thick lenses. Behind the sweet unassuming smile lies a calculating vixen...to bad the vixen can't come out coz the cholesterol is as stubborn as hell!!! HHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh well, such is life!!!

The Overbearing Jeweler & The Unsuspecting Buyers

Sounds like a new fairy tale huh? Make that a horrifying tale from the high and mighty business district of Makati's luxury hotels. Of course, we shall not name names...where is the thrill in guessing? A lot of people or ROLWLTL (Rich Old Ladies Who Love To Lunch...Funny, that nearly looked like an acronym so close to Rottweilers!! Never mind!!!) in hotels would often saunter into hotel shops...ladies with the moolah..who are mucho dinero and can drop 20K to 35K in a flash and that's cold cash..not via credit card mind you..oh yes dear! They buy hand made jewelry laden with so-called "Precious Stones". Made from this and that...imported from such and such...well...turns out...the origin is not far and away...but rather nearby..So near and yet so far as well as the well heeled ladies are concerned...or so they thought...You see the baubles that they are paying for these "hand made precious stones" can be found in...Quiapo!!! Yup! They are a dime a dozen there! And the price..oh so cheap! You can't help but be giddy with glee!! Any creative teen-ager who has the patience and the creative juices can come up with beautiful pieces and for a much, much lower price dearies!!! Tsk tsk tsk!! Isn't that such a bloody rip-off!!!! According to my favorite hotel habitue..one store's owner frequents Quiapo and this has not gone unnoticed! Smarter clients have gone back to the store to point this out...you would think the overbearing owner would cringe in embarrassment? Hell, no! She's been at it since time immemorial!!! So ladies, a word of advise...Quiapo is not so bad...Go check it out...its like finding a diamond in the rough...all you need is the drive and the patience...and while you're at it bring lots of water!! Hey, water is good for your body..keeps you hydrated in this sweltering heat!! Or research on the credibility of the store that you are buying those made to order jewelries with precious stones!! Not all that glitter is gold dearies!!! Till next time!!

The Verbal Rampage of the She-Devil

Fiona and Karen's boss is on a rampage...make that a verbal rampage! The She-Devil woke up from her daily dose of antibiotics and beer to the harsh reality that her employees has "deserted" her beloved store. Oh please...that store...its such a travesty! Imagine decorating a store with vintage chests which the She-Devil had no knowledge of..turned out to be a chest where the ancient troops stored the severed heads of the leaders of the tribes that they have captured!!!! If that wasn't horrific enough..a client had to point it out to the staff! HAHAHAHA!! And to make matters worse..what they thought were "natural marks" on the wood turned out to be really very, very old blood stains!! Eeeeeppppp!! Major creepy!!! So on to the She-Devil who jumped out of her bed when she was handed a resignation letter and if that didn't make wide awake...she got a text message ..another employee telling her she has decided to leave her!! Well she-devil went on a phone brigade and tried to get hold of the two employees...She called them all sorts of names, berated them, cursed them, and belittled their academic achievements...but what probably earned her ire the most was when one of them...dared..and I mean DARED to point to her that she...like her ilk was an old, wrinkly, snotty, wide assed woman on a high horse! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That really sent her over the edge!! More text messages ensued and as for the employee who dared to poke at the sensitive nerves of the she devil well she just told her off!! Who wouldn't? The she-devil was a slave driver!! She thinks the world of herself and thinks that she is Cleopatra reborn!!! HELLOOOOOOO!!! She better take a good look at herself in the mirror...Coz everytime we see her in the elevator...she ain't no Cleopatra....more like a rag doll that got washed up to shore from a really bad storm!!! Runny mascara and thick eyeshadows and crooked brows!

The Human Doormat

I have always been a keen observer..I take great pleasure in watching the human psyche at work. Whenever I go to malls I wonder at the sea of faces that I come across with and wonder what they are thinking or what made them work where they are now.

During my course of my employment in a retail company..I came across two co-workers who are both married and who are both serving the She-Devil. Yeah, that is such a very apt term to describe the employer we used to work for. In fact, I think the word was invented solely just for her.

Let's call them Fiona and Karen. Hmm nice name for a boutique! Laterrrr..let me make a mental note of that...So going back...Fiona is frail looking girl who practically lives in a posh mall working more than 8 hours a day. She's married to a guy who barely supports her financially. Imagine to my horror when I found out she had to borrow fare money just to get home from total strangers! Now what kind of a husband will let his wife do that right? That pompous arrogant fart of a husband of hers! When she gets home, she washes clothes that are sky high...exists with only two uniforms, and with one eye almost closed due to exhaustion she prepares the clothes of her fat ass husband!!! He, who walks the earth like a demi god (only in her eyes) and she probably worships the ground he walks on...lo and behold...he has the latest mobile phone, spoiled rotten, acts as if he is still single and throws nary a care in the world for his ever faithful, subservient and yes...if you may...pathetic wife. Bad huh? But wait! That's not all...she has to skip meals as well coz she's flat broke. Yup! Overworked, underpaid, and unfed. Perfect! Why would she allow herself to be tortured? Doormat!!! Its bad as it is that she has a husband who drives her out of the house on her day-off but she has the she devil for a boss as well!

Karen on the other hand, seems to be in a world of her her own. An incredible tattle tale. She will fry your ass to save hers. Looks incredibly unassuming but don't let your guard down she will not hesitate to blabber without batting an eyelash!

If there is anything that Karen is known for, its her blind allegiance to the she devil! Oh yes! She would leave her child who is only a couple of months old to follow the whims of her crazy ass boss! What kind of a mother will do that right? Her husband is "allegedly" doing well so what gives??? She devil screams and calls her all sorts of invectives and yet she dutifully crawls back to her and waits for her salary which is merely a pittance as compared to the amount of money that she devil lavishes on her pet pooches!

Amazing isn't it? Another doormat in the making!

My First Blog!

So what made me get started on this blog? People...yup! I finally decided to make a live journal out of my daily ramblings. After working for many years I have decided to ditch the corporate wear and be my own boss and at the same time get started on what I have always wanted to do..and that is to blog!

I wanted to keep a journal that will document my thoughts for whatever reason. I would like to be able to read it whenever I feel like it and remember the emotions I had at the time that I was writing my blog. I also want to be able to share with others..that is should my ramblings be of any interest to them the many thoughts I had running in my mind as I compose my first blog.

Of course I won't just write about the usual grind..I will also write about the many humorous and insane antics of my former "bosses". It may be funny but believe me it ranges from the mundane to the trivial to the horrifying...talk about running mascaras and kabuki faces! But then again that's another story! Till next time!