Ohhh one last thing

Look at the lovely Dolphin........... I live right on the beach, and my boyfriend, his family, my little Bro and I were having a BBQ there the other day, and what do you know!!! There in the sea is a dead Freeking Dolphin!!! Belly up dead.

Well anyhoo... You know when you do things that you know you are gonna regret??! Well this is one of those occasions! - Andy and I were swimming when we saw the dolphin coming, like a fool I decide that we really ought to go and investigate this fascinating dead flipper. So up we swim, and circle the dolphin. It really was very disturbing. Do you have any idea how much that freaked me out? - yuck. Then later that same day as we are chilling on the sand. People begin to gather (being lazy bastards) we send the children to investigate. Yep, some reprobate has brought the dolphin in on his canoe and every one is just standing there staring and prodding at the corpse. THEN some freak just picks him up and chucks it in the bin. I mean honestly, does that sound normal to you? You can't just throw a dead dolphin in a BIN!!!! Can you?

There is some other highly exciting news in the world of Shiv: Andy got a new job!! This makes me very happy because he fucking detested working in his old place. I was made Assistant Manager of my first Restaurant when I was 18. By the time I was 20 I was a Restaurant Manager. I was excellent at my job, but I wasn't a very good manager for my staff. I am qualified to pass comment and judgment on the failings of Andy's previous employer - because they are shortcomings that I recognise in my self.

Mr X as I shall call him, is a terrible manager for one simple reason............... he is in over his head. The position he holds exceeds his capabilities, plain and simple. He may well have the skills required for the position, but can he people manage, can he run a team? ummmmmmmmm NO:

He optimises the panic spurred "good cop/Bad cop" attitude that so may 15 year old McDonalds supervisors adopt.
You wanna be this persons mate, you like them, "sure you wanna fag, no worries chill man". And then it creeps into your head and you begin to wonder, am I being too lenient? Am I being exploited? Do they respect me and my position, it is after all my job to tell people what to do (wrong!!)!! And that's it, within 2 minutes you are determined to exert your God given authority............Ha, I'll show him who's the boss, yes, yes by..........by sticking his hand in the fryer when he comes back ---- Ha, who's the boss now Bitch!!

It is not a good thing in any of us, but it can be understood in the case of a Mckie'D minion. I understand that I used to treat people badly, give them mixed messages that did not facilitate a good working environment - I was too young............... What's your fucking excuse Mr X?? Hey, is it because you have no Penis? Is it because your girlfriend looks like a prostitute? Poor you.




Other exciting news is that My brother has set a date for his wedding!! And I am to be a bridesmaid :) Please God don't let the dresses be like this!!!!!!!!!


Makes you wonder really, about growing up - my brother married........ Time to crack on me thinks, must: Find Good job, Buy a house, Get Married. Shall we say all by next Tuesday? No props!!! :)