Thursday, September 11, 2008

Threats, invocations and hairy Greeks


A very keen reader has threatened to send a hairy Greek after me if I don't write something.... anything... even what I'm wearing will apparently suffice, so here is some random stuff for you all to read.
I'm wearing black pants and a black and melange twofer with a pretend white shirt under it. And black socks from Woolies and black ballet pumps. And a black stretch velvet jacket. A red glass bead necklace with silver stripes in the beads and a pewter, silver and lampwork bead bracelet. The jewellery is made by me and is very beyoootiful!
I'm working my little tochas off at my new job and my brain is so deeply occupied with the complicated stuff that makes up my job and answering the questions of my assistant and dealing with the phone and the clients and ....etc that I haven't had time to really focus on the blog. Also what with not wanting to offend any sensitive readers I've been a little hesitant to be my usual acerbic self.
Oh yes, I'm also really happy at work so my mood is too good to think of anything to grouch about.
Ah well, maybe just a few things:
Taxis! Yep you have heard all you want to hear about taxis, but I have to have a teensy little moan here about the spawn of Satan. See, I park in a parking structure in one of the main streets in the city (paid for by the employers lucky me hey?) and every morning I have to screech to a halt as the bloody taxis stop dead without warning in the lane I need to be in to get to my parking garage. Then as I collect all my clothing that fell off with the sudden stop, the bastards stop in the entrance to the garage and offload twenty-seven passengers, while I sit behind them, indicator flicking away like an '80's disco and wait till they unblock the way and I can get up the ramp. Natch behind me is a collection of red-faced motorists who are all hooting at me like it's my fault! Sheesh!
Then there's the smokers! The entire city of Cape Town stinks like an ashtray! When I walk to my office I'm the only person in the road without a cigarette in my hand - at 7.15 a.m. ugh the smell is enough to make me puke. Every doorway has 5 smokers huddled there like a bunch of junkies and the smoke hangs over them like something in a forties film noir. Also there's always at least 4 or 5 good folk who walk with their cigarettes poking out at their sides and when I get home I find all these holes burned into my clothes from the flying cinders.
The upside is - it takes me about 10 minutes to get to work and I can buy excellent coffee on the way down the road to work - although our tea lady would be most upset - she hovers over me with an anxious look anytime she sees my coffee cup is empty and is only happy when she can fill it again - so I oblige - my liver is on it's last legs.
Also there is a Woolies in spitting distance from the office and I don't have to find parking to go shopping anywhere any more. And a Pick 'n Pay in the parking garage building - oh bliss.
And I'm still using the same tank of petrol I put in my car on the 18th of August !!!!!!!!! There is still a half a tank left. And the employers pay for my petrol so I'm going to have to jol further from home these days.
I am reeelly looking forward to the 19th of September because La Lue, Beach Girl, Boat Boy, Frequent Shopper, Billy the Kid and I are going to Diaz Tavern for supper and to listen to Ernesto! Oh wonderful, Portuguese food, and a Paraguayan singing in Italian, La Lue chattering in Greek and Beach Girl talking Afrikaans and Billy the Kid talking to every woman in the whole place, red wine, dancing and general debauchery - I can't wait. Btw La Lue says Ernesto is absolutely gorgeous looking and predicts I'm going to fall in love with him....good I could use a new interest in life. Joburg hunk has gone back to the ex-girlfriend so he's off the stalker list.

Betenoir took portrait pics of me a couple of weeks ago. I had to feed her and Panic Embryo roast chicken, roast potatoes and veggies (they brought the pud) as a bribe. She tells me I look like Stevie Nicks (before the drugs says Bete) with my new curly hair style, but I wouldn't know. She HASN'T LET ME SEE THEM YET!!!! Keep an eye on her Flickr site (convenient link here on my blog) and soon you will all have an idea what the Charmy looks like - hmmm... stalkers to follow shortly I guess?

Well, it's ten minutes to home time so I'm going to pack up and leave shortly. But before I go I want to state here and now that if I have offended anyone with this post. Tough luck.

20 comments:

Betenoir said...

dude. very busy at satan's coalface, and finishing off the Israeli designer's stuff. only 4 more pics to go, woo-hoo. I'm beginning to hate my face. one's face gets punchable after the 15th edit or so.

We should go for coffee after work next week. perhaps wednesday. I can moan, and you can empathise.

I myself am wearing black skinnies, with my suede embroidered black boots, and a ladylike blouse with ruffles and a bow. I did a chignon too. I look like an equestrian.

Betenoir said...

PS you're a hydrangea. hahahahaha.

BecauseIcan said...

Much better..

.... Greek boys are slightly dissapointed..long time no action and all that..

...keep them coming.. keep them coming.. or the next time I wont be soo dem understanding..

:-P

kyknoord said...

Just remember: we're all naked under our clothes.

Charmskool said...

Bete, we should definitely do coffee after work on wednesday. I'll call ya to do the logistics. And maybe some potstickers from Wonderful Chinese restaurant in the "Rite" Hotel (sic). So it's a good thing to be a Hydrangea!
BIC - actually maybe you should send the Greeks anyway - well one Greek - I could use a little Mediterranean action chicka.
Kyk, it's clear that men never forget that we are naked under our clothes - I've been acutely aware of the x-ray vision of the average male since my early teens. Of course you are much too polite to do such a thing....Kyk?....Uh Kyk...?

Tamara said...

Wow... She lives!

I know your parkade. You work in walking distance from all sorts of fab places. *sigh* Makes me miss fabulous CT. But at least you're enjoying it for both of us.

Charmskool said...

Hi Tamara! Yes, I am back! I agree, I am smack dab in the middle of shopping heaven. And take away food alley. Although I'm a little surprised at all the small loans places that have popped up like mushrooms since last I worked in the city. I reckon a humongous amount of sefricans must be in debt.

Miss T said...

Welcome back!

Charmskool said...

Hi Miss T, thanks it's good to be back.

Being Brazen said...

grrr..i loathe smokers....

I like Diaz Tavern..nice and chilled and it has bad lighting :)

Charmskool said...

Brazen -I love bad lighting - as long as it's dark bad lighting - not bright bad lighting - that's bad for the image indeed! I am looking forward to seeing Ernesto. I heard a cd of his and loved it. Very romantic stuff - hmmm and I'm going with buddies - no romance there. Sigh...

expensivemistakescheapthrills said...

hahaha.

a threat of hairy greeks would not have scared me!

Charmskool said...

Actually EMCT it didn't really scare me either .... I was just pretending to be scared - I wouldn't mind if she sent me a nice hairy Greek anyway. I dreamed such an excellent topic to write about last night, but when I woke up I couldn't remember anything except the noise of the tremendous thunderstorm we had in the night. Blast!

Don't believe a word I write said...

Hmmm, your so much of happiness at work frightens me. Say something to prove you're still you, quickly!!!

Charmskool said...

DBAWIW I have a headache and I feel jittery and it's monday and I can't wait for the weekend! Last nights' thunder storm has really p@##ed me off and I feel like kicking Jacob Zuma in the goolies? Will that do? I am counting the days till I am in Joburg and can go to breakfast at Hyde Park in sloppy jeans and a slutty top and have all the posh ladies glare at my wild unhairdressered Cape Town hair. See it's really me....

sweets said...

i don't offend easily... bring it on sista :)~

i'm so jealous about your new job, i want a new job too *stomp foot*

Kitty Cat said...

Job sounds great! Lucky you.

Charmskool said...

It is great Kitty Cat. I am really enjoying myself. I've been in the same industry for a long time and usually enjoy my work but the one I had for the past 3 years was soul-destroyingly horrible. I feel like I've been freed from a dark miserable dungeon.

Caz said...

hey lady :) you've been tagged!

Charmskool said...

So I see, Caz, so I see.....ok will accept this one