Tuesday, 18 January 2011
Nobody Told Me There'd Be Daze Like These.
'Oh fantastic!' says Penny the Jack Russell and modest internet star. 'I don't want to hear you ramble on with yet another one of your boring stories. Just type it out and I'll read it later.'
Have you ever had one of those days? A day where your 'make up kit' decides it would rather argue with you. A day when your 'fountain' pen decides to drench you with a blue spray that makes you look very much like a 'Smurf', or even worse, a Na'vi from the film, 'Avatar'. Maybe your day is so bad that you end up being 'strapped for cash'. Sadly, the person who straps you, refuses to pay and laughs at the ink on your skin.
Apparently, the following is a true story that happened several years ago. This dude was at Los Angeles Airport and was heading just up the coast to Oakland, California. The flight would have taken just under an hour. About an hour into the flight, this chap became quite concerned. He wondered why all he could see below him was the Pacific Ocean. Finally, he summoned over a flight attendant. 'Excuse me? Why is it taking so long to get to Oakland?' The bewildered flight attendant replied, 'Sir, this plane is not going to Oakland, it's going to Auckland, New Zealand.' Now you might be thinking he was having a bad day. Then again, talk about getting your money's worth and visiting another country. Heck, he may have stopped long enough at Auckland International Airport, to purchase some knitted sheepskin boots or traditional Maori design bone carvings.
The following story definitely happened. I should know. My former wife and I were over in Belgium and we needed to use their rail system. At Brussels train station, we asked for two tickets to 'Saint-Nicolas', which is located in the French speaking, southern part of Belgium. We purchased our tickets, got on the train and after about half an hour, arrived at our destination. Then we noticed the name of the place we arrived at. The name was 'Sint-Niklaas', which is a small town in the northern, Flemish speaking part of Belgium. At this point, we went over to the ticket counter, bought tickets for 'Saint-Nicolas' and two hours later, arrived at our proper destination. Thank goodness Belgium is a small country.
Anyhow, I have absolutely no idea why I posted this. Some folks say they are having a 'bad hair day'. Sometimes, I think it's more life a 'bad hair life'. Seriously, you've got to laugh at life's quirky moments. Anyway, I just finished eating a Chinese meal and I'm about to open the fortune cookie....'Hmmm let's see what great words of wisdom are written on the piece of paper.' 'Help! I'm being held hostage in a Chinese fortune cookie factory.' Hey, whatever. Shit happens.....