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Drama, Drama, Joy

Victor went to get his paycheck for October on the first this month and when he got back home he told me about what happened at the office. His one coworker announced that their boss had been in a terrible car accident the night before and was in hospital…

That following Saturday Victor had taken me to the bank to get a new debit card and then do our grocery shopping for November. After I was done at the bank he told me that his pay check had not cleared yet as the bank was not able to get a hold of his boss for authorization.

His boss is stupid. He pays all of his employees with personal salary checks instead of normal paychecks because it “saves him money” to do it his way, or some bullshit.

Victor told me that the bank will take up to ten days to clear the check if they are not able to get the account holder’s authorization. So we couldn’t go to the supermarket and buy any groceries because we didn’t have any money to do so. But I bought some bread, meats and fruit with the money I had and have been doing so with whatever money I get and that Victor’s father sends us for the time being.

Since a few days after had Victor’s father been trying to get a hold of Victor’s boss but when he found out that he was in a certain hospital and was “unresponsive”, Victor’s father relaxed a little. But when he called the same hospital the following day, the hospital had “no record” of that man, Victor’s boss being admitted to that hospital. Some of the other employees also couldn’t get a hold of their boss; they too wanted the money that they had worked for…

Then that one coworker disappeared; the one that announced that their boss was admitted to hospital. No one could get a hold of her or anything. So obviously the situation became suspicious and Victor and a few of his coworkers filed a case at the police station against their boss and will be suing him not only if their pay checks don’t clear, but for the inconvenience and whatever else.

Victor has not been going to work because the police have closed down the workplace and have a couple of guards on the property to “catch” the boss or whoever tries to enter and collect anything from the boss’s house as the workplace is on the boss’s residential property.

Drama, drama, drama!

So Victor has been searching for a new job because he had been working at this DVD company as a sales rep, was working long hours, loads of hours of overtime and did not like it.

Until now because Victor just got home from a job interview… He got the job! He studied accounting and now he gets to do just that; he’s so happy. I’m happy for him too.

Things seem to be getting better!

Your Death

Wednesday was your funeral. So many people attended to pay their respects; I was not one of them… Would it even mean anything to you whether I was there or not? I don’t have any “respects” to pay…

Since the night my Uncle Gordon died, I had lost all respect for you. Several of us were standing in your kitchen, we had just hugged our grandfather, telling him how sorry we were for his loss… Standing over my grandfather’s shoulder you touched his shoulder and casually said,

There is no need to cry. Shit happens!

Those words have been stuck with me ever since.

It was my birthday. I was over at my parents’ place for a little birthday dinner. When my mother brought my sisters home from school, she said, “Tio Manuel had a heart attack this morning, is in ICU and is in critical condition.” I looked at my sisters and smiled. “Don’t laugh…” said my mother, “It is not funny”. I looked at her and said, “I’m not laughing and I know that it’s not funny, but, you know… Shit happens.”

That night my mother received a call from your wife. Your wife asked my mother to call the priest because you were dying and that the priest should meet her at the hospital and pray over your deteriorating body.

You died around nine o’clock that night, on my birthday. Uncle Gordon passed on my mother’s birthday last year and you died on mine… Is this a sign of some sort?

You treated others poorly. You did not care how terrible you made others feel as the cost for your own amusement, it was worth it. But your wife is the one who you treated even worse…

You treated your wife worse than the way you had treated your dogs. You never put in your own contact lenses, your wife did. You’d sit next to the braai, the meat needs turning but you don’t get up and do it yourself… You yell out for your wife to come over from the kitchen where she is preparing food; you call her over to come and turn the meat. For everything you needed and wanted, you called on her and she delivered. She did everything for you.

I don’t feel any sadness or hurt towards your death; your wife feels it more than anyone else could. For her I feel. But for you, I feel nothing, really.

After all, there’s no need to cry… Shit happens!

There is Never Enough Time

Watch I assembledTo the right of this post is a photo of my latest craft; I haven’t made anything in a while…

I bought the watch face on my last visit to the Chinese flea market, AKA “China Mart” and bought the faux pearl beads a couple of months ago.

The watch face cost me R25, that’s alot less than what one would have to pay at an art and craft store. The beads cost me less than R30 for a long string; they’re faux pearl beads anyway.

I made this last Friday afternoon, the day before my niece’s baptism, just so I could add a little something to what I was wearing and because I was bored that Friday afternoon. I put each bead on a wire pin as I didn’t have any other wire, making three chains and attached them to the watch face. Nothing fancy but I like it.

A lot of things are going to be happening tomorrow. I’ll be meeting my fiancé’s parents for the first time and something else. Yeah, I’m moving out tomorrow, finally the day is really close! Anyway, I will blog again after tomorrow… Well actually, depending on when I can next get online that is. We might only have internet access by sometime in October, if not sooner.

I will be updating on Twitter often, so keep an eye on my Twitter page or subscribe to the RSS feed, if you’re into that sort of thing.

Oh, how will I survive without the internet?!

I have packed up all of the kitchen and decorative goods already and still have to pack up all my clothes and all my other stuff. So I have some more packing to do and I also have to iron the curtains that my fiancé and I bought last weekend for our bedroom, before I go to bed tonight.

So much to do, so little time!