Feeling like a cow
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Ok so its been a while since I last updated, a reflection on my busy social life....ok a reflection on how lazy I am, -sigh-. But hey, better late then never, right? -sigh-. Well here goes, rather short, but better short then not...at....NEVER MIND.
WARNING: THIS STORY IS BORING._DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE NO LIFE AND THUS YOUR SOCIAL LIFE IS ABISSMAL!!!!!!
Well, as some/most/all of you know, Im going away to disney. So in order to book this exciting, not quite once in a lifetime trip, I had to pay a visit to the travel agent. In order to insure I did not get screwed over, my dad came with.I decided to book the trip as a package holiday as it means less is likely to go wrong! (touch wood! ) Now, the ladies/agents in this travel agency were most helpful and friendly, and I really highly recommend them. (Thats First Choice travel on the green ) So we went in and sat down and a most friendly First Choice agent greeted us. My dad did the talking and said 'Hi, we're looking for a trip to disney for this lady here' (referring to yours truely aka moi). So she looks over to me and says 'Oh very nice' and WINKED at me. My initial reaction to this wink was like 'Oh great, another person who thinks I'm like 14!' So my dad continues, 'Yes she was hoping for the bank holiday weekend' and she replies to me 'Oh very good' and then she WINKED, AGAIN! 'Who does she think she is talking to, a twelve year old??' I thought. So the lady, who I shall not name, produced some brochures and worked out figures and then said 'Right, here is option one, which is cheaper then the other ones' She looks at me and WINKS. 'OK, why is she winking at me, I WISH she would stop!!!' I thought.
-Now I could continue the story with in depth details of our conversation, but quite frankly, I cant remember all what we discussed word for word, and I would absolutely hate to miss-quote somebody. So the jist of it is, is that she talked,she winked, I listened and thought. Blah blah blah blah...UNTIL
We came to the part where she had to ring some other agent to discuss the booking, and while she was talking on the phone, she continued winking-at no person in particular. She flicked through brochures and continued winking; she even wrote out figures and continued to bloody wink. Then it dawned on me, she wasn't WINKING at me , she wasnt winking because she thought I was a child or because she wanted to. She had some sort of twitch which made her wink involuntary. This First Choice lady was sooo kind and so polite and friendly, and as I sat there realising that I had judged her as a freak because she was winking at me, I felt like an absolute cow. I am one who always tells others NOT TO JUDGE, and so was being a big fat (skinny) hypocrite. And i felt so ashamed. Luckily my shame is easing..and so I am able to write about it now. -sigh-
The conclusion: So now all of you who read this, know that I too am human. As kind, generous, giving, caring, friendly, pretty, smart, intelligant, and overall cool as I am, I too let the mask slip occaisionly. If you did make it this far down the page, then you are a LOSER and Eileen i just KNOW that you did.(Sorry I had to get the name in there-it just wouldnt be a blog without) So the moral of this never ending drone:
DON'T EVER READ MY BLOGS AGAIN, THEY ARE POINTLESS! Ah no, joking, the real moral is DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE, PEOPLE!
