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oh and I havent been sat at my computer all day
Its sat on the kitchen table and is switched on
but Ive make a roast chicken dinner, cut my front hedge,
tidied my back garden
done 5 loads of washing
taken my sons bed downstairs and thrown it out
hoovered everywhre
washed kitchen floor
and thats only half of itthen every so often i sit down with a cuppa and a cig and have a nosy and perhaps post
but why am I explaining
is it because I’m worried other people may think i’m sat here all day
and what if i did
who is it hurtingoerrrrr :?
I think if I remember Rubes, I was quite upset
but only because I did like you
but I’ve never thought of you as cliquey
only your own person
your threads make me smile
even when I can’t understand your dialect at times
to be honest I don’t see any real cliques in here
just good matesIts like we are all in a pub together
we pass casual comments to people we hardly know
and agree with some of the things they say
but we all have people who’s company we enjoy
and tend to sit at the same table, have a few drinks and a really good chat and a laugh
but would always welcome someone who wants to come sit with usdid that make sense
Pats is above me!!!!!
Oh well, I did have a year out
and my computer does have to be wound up before it worksWell done Mims, GD, Ruby xxx
watch your backs
had a young man in a couple of weeks ago and he got into an arguement with my supervisor
he started swearing and being abusive
she shouted at him * I dont get paid enought to be sworn at by the likes of you* before storming off to the office and calling the police
the workmate with him looked apologetic and we both tried to calm the situation downhe came in the other day looking sheepish
we had a bit of banter and when he left he waved at me from his van
I think he was a nice young man, who through frustration, lost it
better to make friends than enemiesand I love my job
its not everyones cup of tea
but its mine
I love interaction with people and organising things
before the end of the year I intend to be training for management
watch this spaceand the word competition in the title of this thread refers to the posters who try to outdo each other with put downs of ordinary posters
I call it bullyingnow shurrup Pete
cos people will say we have been shagging
when the truth is we havent spoken for about 5 years :shock:
(except for the non pervy pms you’ve sent me regards signatures)I feel I can say I know you quite well Pete
and I can say I don’t think you have a nasty bone in your body
I don’t agree with you all the time as you know
you do tend to twitter on sometimes
and are like a dog with a bone
but I do feel you know how far to go
you should do as I do sometimes and think *up yours tw at* and walk awaysharon xzxxxxxx
I can’t be alone in pondering whether or not to pack this place in for good..certainly at the moment it’s causing me more grief than pleasure.
(quote from Esmes post)
I have been told I should change
be more aggressive
say what i think and damn the consequences
*its only words on a screen*but I like being me
and I won’t change for anyone
and thankyou for your good wishes Esme
good wishes from someone you respect are far more important than vitriol from someone you would normally not give the time of day to in real life
bless you@American Woman wrote:
So I thought I’d share it with you
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.Maya Angelou :wink:
not a poetry person
but I really enjoyed reading that
ty@American Woman wrote:
So I thought I’d share it with you
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.Maya Angelou :wink:
not a poetry person
but I really enjoyed reading that
ty
