Guess who’s back!

Me! Hope you’re not disappointed….who were you expecting? Michelle Tanner?

Anyway, it seems like all I ever do is begin my posts with apologies for not keeping you better updated and because I’m just so damn predictable, guess what I’m about to do now? …soorrryyyy!!!! I cringed when I saw the date of my last post. I’ve let you down, but more importantly, I’ve let myself down. I shan’t let that happen again. I was actually prepared to let this hang a while longer until I received an email today from a dear friend stating she was looking forward to going home tonight and reading the blog to catch up on my going-ons. That’s when I thought “ohhhhh shiitteeee”.

If it makes you feel any better I’ve THOUGHT about writing an update! So much has happened since the beginning of December that I think I’ll just skip it all and jump to present day. You don’t really want to hear about the new place, new job, Christmas in Sardinia and NYE in Poland anyway, right? Ya, didn’t think so.

I’ll get on to what I do best- rant. I tweeted something today: I’m not impatient. It’s just that ageing has made me value my time and made me less tolerant of bullshit. (Unless maybe the definition of impatience is “lacking tolerance for bullshit”)

I think that in general, I am a fairly patient person. If the situation calls for it. And there is a limit to where my patience ends. That’s usually when the bullshit, or in some (many) cases, stupidity, starts.

I enjoy teaching people things and am very willing to dedicate time to make sure you get a concept. But if after a while you STILL can’t get it, even after very logical reasoning, good-bye patience.

I like to listen and think I’m pretty patient when it comes to hearing people’s problems and dilemmas out. But when it comes to the point where listening to problems and trying to create a constructive answer becomes a pity-party-let’s-all-feel-sorry-for-me fiesta, good-bye patience. Quit yer complainin’ and do something about your shit situation or change your attitude towards it. *Just for the record, this is not me complaining, I’m clearly having a rant*

Things don’t come easy, people. I’m happy where I am now, but whoa baby it took a long time to get here. I was patient, I worked hard, I was flexible and now I’m happy I can look back and say “ahhh finally”. I think it’s the path that has lead me to where I am that’s made me a little harder and much less tolerant to stupid bullshit. The number of UGH moment I’ve been through are off the charts.

I guess this is an FYI for all those that are fortunate (hehe) enough to be in my life. Know that if I keep you around it’s because I want to. Because as I’ve made quite evident, I hate wasting my time- you’ve only got one life! (Assuming you don’t believe in the afterlife, which I do not)

 

 

When things get a little out of hand…

It’s been a long time since my last update and while I’ve been meaning to write about my updates (new flat, new job, new hobbies) I just haven’t had time! I’ll get to all that in due time but for now, I have to dedicate my first blog entry in a month to an event that has had me griping all day long.

So I’m not sure how big of a deal this is across the Atlantic but something happened here that’s been splashing the headlines since Tues Dec 4. Let’s recap: Australian radio show 2Day FM played a prank pretending to be the Queen and Prince Charles and called the hospital where Kate Middleton was staying. In case you haven’t heard it, you can find it here (just scroll down a bit to where it says “Listen to Mail Online’s edited version of the prank call).

You can tell instantly that it was meant to be a joke. They sound as much like the Queen and Charles as I sound like Morgan Freeman. They never expected to be put through the switchboard. Yet, they did and what ensued afterwards now has England in an uproar, me included. But apparently, I don’t agree with the majority.

Once the radio clip aired the comments started flowing in…and this resulted in the suicide of the nurse who took the call and put the transfer through. In case you haven’t read the story, here are some links to save you some search time:

Hospital bosses turn against radio show for humiliating nurses (The Telegraph)

“Truly appalling”: Royal hospital condemns prank call in letter to radio station

 (The Independent)

Duchess of Cambridge hospital accuses DJs of humiliating nurses with prank call (The Telegraph)

Death of U.K. hospital nurse strengthens call for new privacy laws (Globe and Mail)

So out of all these titles the only one I can look at without disgust is the Globe and Mail’s. Don’t get me wrong, I think that the consequences of what happened are really horrible and it’s really tragic that a death resulted in it but there are a few things I need to address:

1. There should be more focus on the fact that hospital security WAS breached. Why was it so easy for the call to be put through? Something was obviously missed and protocols should certainly be reviewed. The DJs exposed a flaw in the hospital’s system and due to the way it was exposed (a prank) they’ve been condemned. If a ‘serious’ undercover investigation had been launched and aired by Dateline/20-20/60 Seconds (sorry, I only know North American news shows) the same thing would have been aired on TV but it would have been taken much more seriously. Somehow I don’t think Barbara Walters would’ve received hate mail if she had been the one who’d exposed the hospital’s error.

2. According to the media (I say this with a grain of salt and a huge eye-roll) the hospital didn’t discipline or suspend the nurse for the event. Also stated was that “At no point during the process did the Duke and Duchess lay any blame on anyone there. They only offered their sympathy and support at the time, and even more so now.” PR people working their best so everyone can maintain their angelic image or is this truth? Who knows. But if there really wasn’t any discipline given and all was good with Kate and the family then I think the nurse involved must have had other issues going on to jump to such a drastic level. People react to things differently but this was an emotionally extreme reaction.

3. People are saying things to the DJs like “You deserve to go to hell. You have blood on your hands”, but as pointless and stupid as the prank was they did not kill her. If anything, the media has blood on their hands because it’s the media that has let everything that has unfolded get to the level it has reached. These radio shows exist to entertain and that’s what they did. TV shows like Punk’d do the exact same thing and everyone has a good laugh. Prank calls are done on a global basis and it’s not a crime. Just God forbid someone does anything to the Royal family. Newspapers who are blasting out titles like the ones I have listed above are doing it to increase sales and both magnifying and propagating the story for their own self-interest. From Tuesday until now the wording has changed from “prank” to “cruel hoax”. The hospital has managed to turn a situation where their security measures should have been made priority to being ‘victims’ of a CRUEL HOAX. Give me a break.

News like this gets pumped out because people (especially those in the UK) crave and suck in anything Royals-related. If the exact same thing happened to Victoria Beckham it would’ve been a quick ‘hee hee’ and been done and over with. People stick the Royal family on some kind of pedestal and everything related to them just seems to get blown out of proportion times a million.

3. Quit it with your self-righteousness. When the story first broke out everyone was all ha-ha-ing about it and people were originally wanting her to get fired. Now with the death everyone’s condemning those who thought the prank was funny. The story has evolved over the past days…when the hospital originally responded to the situation they stated they were ‘deeply embarrassed’. According to The Globe and Mail article John Lofthouse, the hospital’s chief executive, said the call never should have gone through. He said patients like the Duchess had secure phone lines and that staff had been trained not to fall for such stunts. The mood lightened when Prince Charles joked with reporters during an event on Thursday: “How do you know I’m not a radio station?”

Then everything changed Friday morning when the nurse was found dead in her apartment and public fury was unleashed.

So people are now commenting, tweeting, airing out their rage, saying things like “The Aussie morons should get fired”, “the radio DJs should be charged for manslaughter”, “I hope that the people who instigated the idiocy that led to this have a hard time living with themselves”, “get rid of these low lifes”, “take that picture off, it’s disgusting to look at them!!!”, “stand up and face the music, you vile and horrible couple” and apparently what’s not being realized is they’re doing the same thing that likely drove the nurse to suicide. The pressure built up, she was berated and now the exact same thing is happening to the DJs. If all this backlash were to result in their deaths could we then say “you have blood on your hands, you drove them to kill themselves”? It’s easy to say all this because they’re among a mass of people, hiding behind the internet. Bystander effect. I’m seeing so many comments such as “hope your realize your actions have consequences” and doubt many people see the hypocrisy in their words.

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Final thoughts are: I know that I represent about 2% of people who aren’t hating the DJs. I’ve been reading the comments associated with the articles and my opinions tend to side with the ones who get 86 thumbs down or a -8000 rating. But I think the DJs did something routine (aka typical of that kind of radio show that people would normally enjoy) that resulted in something tragic and are now being royally (pun intended) punished. They can be blamed for doing something in bad taste, but murder? To put very ineloquently, this whole situation just really f’n sucks.

I’m crafty and I know it!

I love looking for pretty things and I love buying pretty things. However, I don’t like to buy pretty things if they’re a bit on the pricey side. That’s when the creative (or frugal, whatever you want to call it) part of me kicks in and I push my imagination to see what it can do to make my pretty dreams a reality.

This is what happened when I went to visit a dear friend (nicknamed Anne-imal). She saw this gorgeous bracelet at Club Monaco:

Club Monaco Baby Bonnie bracelet

but at $35.50 it pushed the wallet’s limits. I wanted to test my bracelet-making skills (it’s been so long since I’ve made a decent piece of jewellery!) so off to Camden Market we went in search of finding all the materials needed to make this bracelet.

After 2 hrs of material-hunting we trekked back home, pulled out our new purchases (leather string, fish wire, beads, pearls, and my beautiful anchor) and went to work…for the next 3 hrs. After searching unsuccessfully on YouTube for DIY videos we just did a whole lot of trial and errors and eventually the bracelet started to shape up. It seemed like a never-ending process and we only stopped 10 minutes to scarf down dinner quickly but here’s what I ended up with:

My Baby Bonnie bracelet

Isn’t it pretty!? The more I wear it the more in love I fall with it and my favourite aspect is that I could tailor it to whatever I wanted. The anchor I chose to end off the bracelet is sterling silver and I love the combination of the dark brown leather with the bronze beads and pale pink pearls.

Onto the next project- any ideas? Suggest some pretty things and I’ll see if I can make them. Challenge…accepted!

It’s time for Drivers Ed. UK edition

I’d like to make a statement: I am a good driver.

I’d like to amend my previous statement: I am a good driver in Canada.

I finally picked up the courage to do something I’ve been putting off ever since moving to England. The ever feared DRIVING ON THE OTHER (aka WRONG) SIDE OF THE ROAD. I didn’t enter the situation with arrogance or overconfidence. I was honest with both myself and M in stating to expect some pretty shit driving. And shit driving we got. I fit all the stereotypes of a female driver. And not only that, but a female Asian driver…stereotypically (bolding is necessary so I don’t have people biting my head off) a deadly combination. The rental car was returned with a chip and scratch that wasn’t initially there, but since my psychic skills predicted this happening I made sure to get full comprehensive insurance. *Whew* That saved some sweat under the armpits.

Anyhow, I believe I have the potential to be a…decent…driver here but there are definitely a few things I need to brush up on:

1. Figure out how to read traffic lights. This isn’t a joke. This may be a problem that lays solely with the City of Bath, but the traffic lights here can only be deciphered by geniuses. I mean….I’ve been to Vietnam. I know crazy traffic.

Driving in Vietnam

The insanity of the traffic in Ho Chi Minh City doesn’t compare anywhere near to the insanity experienced in Bath. I mean, take a look at this:

I spy with my little eye...7 traffic lights

How do you know which lights to follow??? There are 6 lights you need to focus on. So my dilemma was how to go straight-ish and then bear right. I had no idea which light to follow…either the green light with the straight arrow or the red light. Since I was going right-ish I didn’t want to assume that the straight green arrow was meant for me. My pride did not show itself in the slightest when I asked M which traffic light it was I was supposed to follow. I did experience some relief when he himself admitted he had no idea. Since I was the first in line I decided to just stay put. I figured I’d rather have cars honk at me for not moving than to go and a) get a ticket for running a red light b) get t-boned by a car. Would you have done the same? Take a wild guess whether I made the wrong or right move. Come on…50/50 chance of getting it correct. Ok, I did the wrong thing, which was evidently made, without haste, when the line of cars behind me blared their horns. Oops!

2. Learn the road signs. There’s signage here I’ve never seen in my life! The UK does a lot to keep its drivers on their toes, such as having incoming and oncoming traffic merge into ONE lane. If you see a car heading your way you stop, unless you want to experience a head-on collision. To my non-UK (and non-Australian…non-HK) readers, would you know what to do here?

Hmm...what to do, what to do...

Would you just go? Or would you sit and ponder for a bit and see whether it’s safe/legal to go? Well, just in case you’re ever faced with this dilemma here’s what you need to know. If you find yourself facing a sign with a big black arrow (that so happens to say “Give way to oncoming cars”) that means you need to hang tight and let the other cars go first. If you see it empty like this then you’re free to go. If, on the other hand, you find yourself facing this:

Sit back and wait

Then you have to hang tight until the coast is clear. The signs appear and alternate frequently. You know you have the right of way if the red arrow is big and bold.

3. Gage my distance properly. I incurred some perception problems when I got behind the wheel which I’m attributing either to old age or lack of experience. I’m hoping it’s the latter but only time will tell. I drove a typical North American sized car (Toyota Auris FYI It’s a pretty sweet ride and I vouch the hybrid), which would’ve been fine if I drove on typical North American sized roads. I swear, the roads here are fit for Power Wheels, not adult cars. There were a few times where I found myself PRE-TTY close to cars in the incoming lane (to my right) so I went more to the left to slow down my racing heart. Sometimes when I moved to the left I found the car scraping things it shouldn’t be scraping. Just…hedges and stuff…I would never hit scrape a car and drive away…

4. 2 in 1 roads. Usually I’m a big fan of 2 for 1’s. This doesn’t apply when it comes to roads. In the countryside they often converge 2 lanes (I’m guessing because there aren’t enough drivers to justify making 2 lanes??) into one and every so often there will be more of an open space to pull over in case you find yourself facing an oncoming car. If/when you find yourself face-to-face with a car you’re supposed to play a game of chicken and see who moves first. I’m not sure what the courtesy rule is but basically, one car needs to back all the way up to the nearest open space, pull over, and let the other car (aka the winner) pass by. I think whoever has one closer to them is supposed to back up but some people can be pretty stubborn and refuse to back up. M’s aunt had a showcase showdown with a driver once…things got nasty. Someone had to get out of the car to “exchange some words”. M’s aunt ended up losing L I was told that someone actually petitioned to have a sign put up saying “Only enter if you are capable of reversing” on some of the roads but it didn’t pass. I actually think that would’ve been a good idea because reversing on those kinds of roads is definitely a mandatory skill. The picture below is an attempt to capture the size of the road but dark and rainy conditions prevented me from taking a decent picture. At this point I pulled off to the open space/pull over area to let a car pass, but do you get a sense of how narrow it is?

A nightmare of a drive

Well, one thing’s for sure, I’ll never take my wide Canadian roads for granted ever again! Let’s just say that driving on Fischer-Hallman is to UK roads what 1200-thread count Egyptian cotton is to…sandpaper.