One is such funny number

My friend Bruce is in town with his one man show called "Little Poof". We obviously went to see it on Friday night (opening night) an then again on Saturday with the group of friends. It is easily the best show I have seen in a very VERY long time. I always knew Bruce was very talented because while living with me, he used to sing all the time in the shower, while making tea, so I knew the guy could sing. So it was no surprise to me when EVERYBODY else kept on saying how talented he was.

The show is a representation of some of the characters in the gay circle, and include some straight characters, and some 'exploring" ones. There is even a Tokolosh!!! (that's a little mythical medicine man in black culture) What amazed me was how successfully he slipped into the different characters, and how changed the slightest nuance in his voice, or a slight hand gesture to make the character completely believable and the accents were spot on.

If you are in Cape Town, you need to go and see this show immediately. It is showing at Beefcakes in Greenpoint until the 24th of April.

Should I or Shouldn't I

I am in a bit of a dilemma at work at the moment. I am a sales person for a hotel group, and work my ass off from Monday to Friday to get money into the hotels. I have from the beginning of my career stated that I do not work on the weekends. The weekends are mine to spend with my family and friends and to relax from work.

I was asked by my manger to host a dinner and site inspection of one of our hotels on a Saturday night, as the sales rep responsible for the client, is not in the country and neither is my boss. I told her I am sorry but I am not doing it on a Saturday night. Now there is a bit of an issue. I am being branded as the one they cant depend on, and there will be consequences if I keep on refusing to do it.

Our directors are all ex hotel staff, so they just believe that everybody should be on call or available 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Its not a legal issue I have now, its a moral issue. There really is nobody to host this dinner, and my boss told me she would never ask me if they had another plan, but they really have nobody at all to do it. Do I say yes now, and sell my soul, or do I stick to my guns and risk getting a warning.

I don't know what to do. I hate compromising where I feel I am loosing, or I compromise an ideal I believe in so strongly, but then you get people who force you to compromise with the imminent threat of "action" against you.

Weekend Massage

Tristan and I went for a very relaxing Sunday morning massage. He had won a voucher from work to any spa, and chose One Wellness, so we could both have treatments together in the same room. It was a very interesting experience. The actual massage was very good and felt quite nice. The hot stones were quite hot at times, but really good for me. Problem with me was that I kept on wanting it to be over, so I didn't really relax too much. I do not like it when other people touch me, so massages have never been top of my list. This was no different. It made it a little better with Tristan in the same room, but I was still quite uncomfortable. At least I got to get a massage, and we spent the morning together....That's all that counts right?

Weekend

Its Friday afternoon around 14:30 and I am so excited as my sister is arriving for the weekend this evening. She is come to visit us for 2 days as a belated birthday present. I cant wait for her to arrive and meet Tristan and all my friends. Its going to be a good weekend, coz it is going to start with a walk along the promenade with the dogs.

YEA WEEKEND!!!

Weekend come down

I had a great weekend. Expensive, but great. We went to get tattoo's but came back with a whole lot of other things, including a new couch and work shoes that are so new, its hurting my toes already and it is only 8:15.... The weekend was good and it was spent with Tristan and the dogs and doing nice stuff. Now I am in the office and its that weekend / Monday come down. I am so blue and feeling a little fluish (but that is no new), and want to be back in the weekend lying around or walking the dogs or just chilling. I am scared shitless again to start today and this week, specially when I have almost no appointments this week.....And these darn shoes are squeezing the living shit out of my toes!!!

Friday Therapy

I did some Friday retail therapy today.  Went out to get some "work" clothes for my new job.  Something like a long sleeve shirt, and a short sleeve one, and shoes.   Maybe another pair of pants.  I came home, very successfully, with a waistcoat, a bamboo steamer, and a shirt from Hang Ten.  Clearly I achieved all my shopping goals.  So tomorrow I have to go again and try to stick to what I need.  Its this new job that's got my head spinning.  I am still very nervous about it.  At least its Friday and tomorrow we have haircut and shopping to look forward to.  I think this is the only facet of the gay gene I inherited.  The shopping part, but then I hate shopping centres, so I am back to square one again!!!

Feeling crappy on Monday

Well Friday came and went by very uneventful. No D day after all. Weekend was nice as usual except it was our 3 month anniversary. Other than that, there was nothing exciting that happened. Today I am feeling a little sick (fluish) again and feeling very crappy both mentally and physically. I am in two minds about what the future holds for me. Where I will be in a months time. Slept alone again last night and I think that really adds to my bad mood. So that brings us to Monday morning. At work, trying to find something to do, hanging in limbo, thinking about 5 000 000 things at once, and I cant come up with one real good answer. Oh I forgot....did bake cookies this weekend...but they didn't come out too lekker.

When I am feeling like this, I always find that the smallest things bother me and make me more upset and force me to think and rethink my life, and that is CRAP!!!! There is nothing wrong with my life at the moment. Yes there might be one or two things that are unsure for the future, but all in all it is not that bad. I hardly have to beg for food everyday, and once I get food have to go and sit under some bridge and eat it. I have a house, loving dogs, that sometimes drives me insane, a stunning boyfriend, and I have food to eat everyday, and I wake up everyday. I know this sounds like a commercial for some self-image guru, but its not. I have to keep on reminding myself everyday what is important, or I will forget. I just don't like Mondays!!!!