Word Bugbears

Just thought I'd expand my thoughts on this in one of my previous posts into a proper blog.

I hate it when people say "power of attorneys" when they mean "powers of attorney" i.e. more than one document.

I also hate it when people say Specific Ocean instead of Pacific Ocean. I usually try and mention the Atlantic Ocean afterwards if I can.

There is a portaloo company from Workington called Cumbrian Loo's.

So here's a chance for you to tell me all the little things that annoy you.

Job Titles

Mine is medical secretary - something that will probably never change.

However office juniors cannot be called such anymore as it is ageist. They are now called practice support assistants. I mean what sort of wanky name is that!

This is inspired by a package my mumm-ra had delivered - it had instructions for the postman on it. Can you still call them postmen? Do they not have to be called mail delivery operatives now? The line in the film Iris wouldn't have quite the same ring "It's only the mail delivery operative". Or "The mail delivery operative always rings twice". Or "Mail delivery operative Pat and his feline companion of mixed origin."

As Russell and John say on their 6Music Sunday morning shown "It's political correctness gone mad!"

TAGGED by Mumm-ra

my mum first thing in the morning

My mum said she'd tagged me but I cant see any evidence on my blog... anyway I'm gonna answer the questions anyway.

What were you doing ten years ago?

Being an angsty teenager listening almost exclusively to Radiohead and writing long letters to Thom Yorke. Oh the shame.

What were you doing one year ago?

Just about to leave a job I liked in Stirling as I was bullied by the other secretaries.

Five snacks you enjoy

1. Twiglets

2. Cheese

3. Pickled onions

4. Green & Blacks Maya Gold chocolate

5. Cheese scone

Five songs to which you know all the lyrics

1. Paranoid Android - Radiohead.

2. Love from Room 109 at The Islander (On Pacific Coast Highway) - Tim Buckley.

3. Nancy Boy - Placebo.

4. Tainted Love - Soft Cell.

5. The Blower's Daughter - Damien Rice.

Five things you would do if you were a millionaire

1. buy a house where I could have a cat

2.buy a car

3. go on holiday to New Zealand for a month

4. go on holiday to Iceland for a month.

5. get a shit hot computer and mega fast broadband and a Freeview box with a HDD

Five bad habits

1. biting my nails

2. picking my feet

3. picking my nose

4. being lazy when it comes to housework

5. finishing peoples sentences for them

Five things you like doing

1. reading

2. listening to music

3. having a long bath being pampered with Lush and Be Never Too Busy to be Beautiful products

4. eating Green & Blacks Maya Gold chocolate

5. Having rib crushing hugs with Vince

Five things you would never wear again

1. cycling shorts - there was a fashion for black ones with bright stripes down the side when I was young. Thrush inducing and unflattering.

2. size 8 - I will never be that thin again.

3. shell suit - again a strange fashion when I was young.

4. velvet leggings worn with a velvet body suit in a contrasting colour - what was I thinking?! Also the poppers between the legs make going to the toilet quite difficult

5. School gym knickers and skirt in maroon (or in any other colour)

Five favourite toys

1. Yawning Bagpuss that says "YAWN! I'm really quite a friendly old cat"

2. Singing Charlie Mouse that sings the fix it song "We will fixt it, we will fix it, we will stick it with glue glue glue. We we stickle it, every little bit of it..."

3. Purple Creative Zen Micro 4GB.

4. Sony Ericsson W610i phone

5. Vince.

My mum tagged everyone I know on here so.... tag yourself!

Apologies

for the lack of anything happening on this blog.

Nothing has been happening in my life really. I started a new job which is really stressful as there's lots of stuff to learn. Still a temp, still a secretary but now with NHS rather than solicitors. Well paid though and I'm sure it's just coz I'm new tha it's confusing and I'll get used to it eventually.

Some stuff did happen when I was off work and didn't have internet access but it hardly seems worth writing about now as it has happened. I'll just have to turn it into a commentary about my life rather than a "this is what I did" blog. Might investigate getting photos from home on a memory stick...

Anyhoo I'll try and comment on other peoples blogs until I get mine sorted.

Flamin' June

I hate hot weather.

I am an English Rose with pale skin that burns to a crisp in seconds flat. I even managed to burn my arms yesterday even though I was sat under an umbrella (or so I thought...)

Sticky and sweaty. Too hot for cuddles. Smelly. Having to expose more body parts than is necessary just to try and stay cool. Sleepless hot nights. Getting woken up by the sun at 5am and being unable to get back to sleep. Headache-inducing humid heat that's so oppressive. Theres no escape from it.

What we need is a bloody big storm. Roll on autumn.