So it’s arrived. 2014
I have not written for a while and every night i promised myself to just type a few words, but the heat and the exhaustion won every time.
I am a Housewife, Lady of Leisure, Granny, blah blah blah and all that. But come end November I always unwittingly find myself back in the Job Market. I promised myself last year at the end of yet another crazy season of getting up at 4am in the Mornings and turning in at 1 to 2am in the mornings that I will not do it to myself or my Family again and here I sit.
For me Season starts with the Students knocking off and flocking to our Beautiful Coastal Paradise. In their thousands. They take over Residences, Lodges, Hotels, Flats and Complexes and some just sleep on the Beaches or in Tents. Some don’t seem to sleep at all.
Then it’s the turn of the working Class. The super Rich and the one’s who worked their asses off to put together the funds to have a two to three weeks Holiday and they expect only the Best. Restaurants are full to capacity and our little Town get invaded and over run by Obnoxious, Rude, Snotty and some just downright idiotic Holiday makers. Shop Owners employ up to three times the normal amount of People to oversee and help Customers who spend big bucks. We should be Grateful and mostly we are, but Geez can they leave the Grumpy Husband and Bratty Kids on the Pavement when they do Shopping? You get these Moms who for 350 days of the Year have a “Nanny” that takes care of their Children”s needs and then wham!! Nanny goes on Holiday too and Mommy IS on Holiday but has no clue as to how to handle her own kids. They Screech, Yell, want, demand and Need! Mommy wants to be on the Beach the whole day and starts getting that haunted look after the 3rd Day so she just goes with the flow and gives in to their every Tantrum.
Being on Holiday means No Cooking. Eat Out and Take Out is at the order of the Day. But that brings out the worst in every picky eater. The Menu says one thing and they want it changed to something else. menu says Scrambled eggs they want poached. Menu says 2 strips of Bacon they want 3. Menu says with Chilli they want Mayonnaise. There is 7 orders waiting to be completed and a Customer walks in and says, Can they please make mine first I am in a hurry and my kids are hungry. what buddy? So is every other person who came before You!!
Retailers, Food Chains, Supermarkets, Suppliers and especially Bottle Stores are run off their feet and pushed to their Limits with the needs and want and we just have to Smile and Wave. When you run out of something and not even the Suppliers can Supply you have to come up with emergency measures and go the extra Mile but no one seems to care or even Notice.
My ultimate pet hate is Customers who get excellent Service and attentiveness from a waiter and then leaves them either no tip or a mere 50c. The waiters are mostly young Students who at a cost get to work and try to make a few extra bucks to enable them to also enjoy the spoils of the Season and buy Christmas gifts with money they earned.
I run a few pages on Social networks and also do Web pages for friends with Small Businesses. I have to maintain that in the evenings and do Updates on their behalf. I have a family who needs me and I still have to cook for them after doing 12 hours straight. Then work on my List of necessities for tomorrows influx of Customers and still get a good nights rest. The heat does not dissipate. I feel like just packing it in and doing what comes naturally. be a Granny, Housewife and sit on my ass, but no such chance.
Walked into centre of Town to fetch Supplies and walked into a familiar face. She looks ten times more haggard than I feel. Her Staff walked out on her and she is jostling it all alone. Have to be in 10 places all at once and offers me a Job right there. Will see her next week.
So bring it on 2014!! Let’s do this!
Wishing all my Followers a fantastic Year ahead.