31/01/2008

What's this?

"I am the one hiding under your bed, teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
I am the one hiding under your stairs, fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair.
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise...
I am the clown with the tear-away face, here in a flash and gone without a trace.
Aren't you scared?" - said the Pre Menstrual Tension.

21/01/2008

'Good Luck' and unemployment

I'd never been unemployed agaist my will in my life until last December, when a shameful process of ass-kicking was started by the school I used to work. That would be ok, after all and according to a psychologist, this was an important step towards maturity*.

Actually, what upset me the most wasn't the demmission itself. It was the fact that, from the time I talked to the responsable for my demmission to the moment I was hired by a new company, the words I heard most were GOOD LUCK.

The woman who fired me: Good luck!
All the interviewers from all the companies I apllied: Good luck!
The man who hired me: Good luck!
The doorman from the new company: Good luck!

Well, in my disturbed point of view luck is something that's independent of any skill you may have. You need luck when you bet the lottery, when you participate in a contest to win a car or something. Getting a new job and doing well in it depend only and exclusively on your competence and skills. So WHY ON EARTH do I need LUCK to it?!


Soundtrack: New Life - Depeche Mode

*like hangover, psychologists have a ready-to-post text in my mind. I DO need to post both...

16/01/2008

Happy New Year

December, 31st, 1 p.m..

I was on the bus on the way to my friend's house, where our New Year's party took place. Then I saw a familiar face and I thought: "Oh, God.. Here comes an embarrassing situation..."

I've been teacher since 2000; I studied in a course where 820 people apply every year and few graduate; I've been going to different bars and meeting different people since I was 16. So the possibility of not remembering where I know the person from is extremely high... And that's what happens. Take a look at the dialog:

The girl: Heeeey!!! Hooooow aaaaare youuu!!!????
Me: hello...you? (trying to pretend that my surprised face was NOT a desperated one). How are you?
The girl: Fine, really fine! And you?
Me (thinking): She looks like a girl I'd met a month before and was going to Spain.
Me (speaking): How was your trip?
The girl: My trip?! How did.. Who do you...
Me(thinking): FUCK!!!
Me (speaking): Ohh, I'm sorry, I'm mistaking you by another friend of mine.. (genius... what a polite answer)
The girl: ...
Me: I'm sorry... You know.. at this time of the year, everyone's rushing... (oh, yeah... Perfect... Now she'll understand and forgive you)
The girl: ...
Me: So, what's new? (besides you being forgotten by a person that you enjoyed meeting out of the blue)
The girl: I've been to Italy. I came back last month. (incredible how a voice tone can change when a person is angry)
Me: Niiiiiice. See, you were traveling anyway (another genius one....) Did you go to study?
The girl: Well, here's my stop. Happy New Year...