Weird…But In A Good Way

My doctors has caught the technology bug and has installed a touch screen system for booking yourself in fro appoitments.

The reasoning…to make the whole process quicker, The result…to completly confuse the old people who couldn’t work out how to use the damn thing with a whole queue of frustrated patrons behind them (including ME)!

Now while I’m a BIG fan of technology and am all for its use in making life simpler, easier, quicker etc, maybe just maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to install something so tech savvy with no instructions of use and NO ONE around to help the poor saps who have been deprived the age of computers because of ther age!!!

We waited in vain for the now non-existant receptionist to offer some assistance while the queue just kept on getting longer. I was 4th in line behind these poor confused people and they were getting more and more flustered, so, obviously I stepped up to offer my help and show them how to do it.

I’d like to say I was just being helpful. That my kind heartedness was an act of sheer unselfish generosity but I’d be lying!! The fact is I was becoming more and more convinced that I would miss my appointment if they didn’t hurry up and figure it out and decided if nobody else was willing to help then I would so I got to book myself in as an example to the ever so grateful people and hence jumped the queue!! HA!

My sister NEVER mails me anything of any substance or of any real interest, Its usually the pass this on to 10 people or you’ll drop down dead/lose all your belongings/suffer a great deal in the next 24 hours if you dont., Which get dealt with a swift click on the DELETE button however I usually always have a glance through JUST in case by some miracle she emails for something important and I miss it.

Today I’m glad I did take the time to have a look, because after scanning through all the rubbish I spotted this paragraph at the bottom of her latest lot of junk…

“As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it’s harder every time. You’ll break hearts too; so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.”

…and never a truer word was spoken!!

Spent all yesterday afternoon in the pub with my mate Phil (who I dont see enough of) Where I took up the role of agony aunt Steph disecting his relationship and the position he’s found himself in!! Now I dont condone drinking to forget but sometimes just sometimes its called for!!

7 pints of Stella a bottle wine, 1/4 bottle of vodka and then more wine later I was SMASHED (and thats the polite way of putting it!!) Then spent the evening in the company of Mr Eccles who laughed at me dancing around my living room and attempting to cook in my inebriated state.

Woke up today and most definitly got out of the wrong side of the bed!! Arose still feeling exhausted from the nights activities and made my way to work where “agony Aunt Steph” made another apperance to put the world to rights for my assistant manager this time!!

Why are people in a relationship never just happy with what they have and are always on the look out for the next best thing?? (I have a strange feeling of de ja vue typing this having just had this conversation over the phone!) I dont understand why there are 1872896723489 ways to mess up a relationship but only one way to get it right, and instead of working at whats going right they’d rather focus on whats going wrong/gone wrong/could go wrong!! So I then spent the rest of the day pondering this point and winding myself up in a right state about my own situation!

I seem to have spent the whole day in limbo of perpetuated terror and overwhelming joy at the thought of even giving a little of myself over to someone else again! I’m terrified of it all going to shit AGAIN but know that unless I try it wont make an ounce of difference to what I think because I’ll never know!!

Trying to get my head round that one was a nightmare I managed to avoid biting anyones head off (luckily) and stumbled through the day with my head firmly buried into my revision to avoid holding a “proper” conversation untill I got home!!

All is ok now as I think I know I’ve been over anaylising myself and everything plus ITS GOOD TO TALK!!