Wonder Years

I am definitely not a gadget girl …. when it comes to that latest technology I find myself shrugging my shoulders with a  … ‘so what’. Don’t get me wrong…, I love my 4 year old laptop and and I often think my phone is ‘not so smart’ when it does dumb things… but I haven’t rushed off to buy the newest, latest gadgetry, mainly because I just don’t care enough.

That was until last week when we spied a super special on a 9″ tablet (which I guess is really somewhere between a phone and a tablet…does that make it a phablet?) ….and bought it, purely to save lugging my laptop half-way around the world again. It’s a functional and light way of having the internet on tap, and I’m not actually trying to replace my laptop, phone and camera ….(although I guess I could ditch them if I wanted) … after all, who wants to hold this bread and butter plate gadget to their head to make a call  OR to walk around holding it at arms length to use it to take pics ???

Clearly lots of people that’s who !!

Today I spied a young teenager having a conversation through a large black screen that she could barely hold in one hand ….it looked ridiculous, and I pondered how far we have regressed in a few years from searching for the smallest most compact mobile phones, to walking around with your whole computer stuck on your ear. And you’ve only got to be in a crowd anywhere and you will see ipads waving wildly above the sea of heads trying to get the best shot….Mr Kodak would turn in his grave.

I get the convenience of having one tool for all jobs …. but seriously  ?

I think many of you well endowed 50 Something women will relate to the difficulty in choosing ‘the perfect bra for that perfect look’ … You know, when you need to lift’em up,  but without strangling yourself with straps that are so short they cut canyons in your shoulders ….or you want to add a bit of perk and shape, but without looking like you borrowed Madonna’s corset.

The choice is mindboggling …each different style with a completely different  silhouette.

Now, depending on the desired outcome …. you could go for the minimiser gives you a  bulbous and round shape with boobs that look like  water filled balloons oozing into your armpits… or the moulded bra that looks very  pretty, but has a foam filled life of its own…(funny how it  looks the same whether it’s on the bedroom floor or  on your body).

Then there is the ‘magic bra’, flogged on the shopping channel as the perfect answer to mammary comfort( and streamlined look) ….. with no structure it’s more like a glorified singlet that is far from ideal for those of us larger than a ‘C’ cup.

and THAT’S just the begining……whatever the look you are after ….there is no doubt there will be something to suit …but good luck finding it before you fall into the booby trap!!

Well it’s been a strange day in so many ways … BUT that aside…tonight,  I just want to focus on people who hate their job. I constantly wonder about people in the service industry who hate people (or at least look like they do).

Today I bumped into more than my fair share of them, but two in particular stood out head and shoulders above the crowd.

Case in point #1…   a manicurist (is that a word ???) who, while she was doing a pedicure, (perhaps she should be called a ‘pedicurist’ ??) appeared so bored that she looked like she could fall asleep. She slapped some cream on this poor woman’s legs and  rubbed away unenthusiastically while she yawned (with no free hands to cover her mouth). Now the poor woman may have been tired after a day of playing with toenails, but surely she could pretend !!! (or duck out the back for a nap and then come back).

Case in point #2 …. a blood collector in the pathology practice who was surly and  irritated with me for walking in the door 10 minutes before she was due to knock off. There I was the only person in sight and she told me that she NEEDED to leave on time today (as she sighed heavily)  … so I promised to try and ‘bleed fast’.   .

There is nothing more bizarre that driving through some of Sydney’s less salubrious suburbs …and seeing the amazing and over the top Christmas displays popping up, Streets that are usually dotted with burnt out cars and sulo bins now share the space with Santa and all his little helpers.

Now while that’s strange enough in its own right,…. if you add to that the love of “snow” in this landscape…. the mind boggles. We’ve just survived 4 days of temperatures over 40deg … so winding through these snow filled streets seems even more surreal…… mmm wouldn’t you think it would melt ??

Perhaps it’s a way of preparing me for my real white Christmas ….the countdown to my northern hemisphere festivities has started and the egg nog and open fires are just around the corner … but tell me  have YOU every tried shopping for thermal undies when it’s 45deg  outside?  It’s a challenge !

 (So I guess it’s not just the residents of the ‘burbs’ that are confused …. eh?) 

…sometimes the simplest things amuse me…

…sorry can’t see for the sweat dripping n my eyes…