Category Archives: FED UP

I have done it.

So I went to my client’s event and loved it. Every minute of it.

But the way there …

It all started at home, of course.

My two-weeks-ago-carefully-put-together outfit fell out due to one fact I had ignored when doing the sartorial maths. Luckily, I conjured the next outfit on the spot, as you would, and I still had enough time to check it out. Unluckily, the second outfit wasn’t good enough, either. I did tell you I had nothing to wear?!?!

Like in a fairy tale, it was the third outfit, born out of necessity (aka 5 minutes to go) that was good enough and made me feel well, so off I went.

Only to find myself in an old train half an hour later, wondering whether the 3 guys next to me were going to drink all that beer and what the strap of my brand new bag was doing down there. They didn’t, they were rather nice while sipping their beer, and the strap had gotten somehow detached from the bag – without my help.That something like this should happen!

So now what? What now so? Now what so?

Ahhh, my brain cell went, you have some safety pins in your kaputted bag – use them. So I did. The bag lasted till I made the first few steps in the small town I had been headed to.

Do you know Karstadt? It’s one of those warehouses that are going to be abolished because we all shop cheap things online these days (like bags). Anyway, there was a Karstadt near the venue I was headed for and they sold me a most lovely bag within minutes, made all the sympathetic noises while I told them about my stupid old bag, didn’t wince when I used their surfaces to empty the old bag and fill the new one and wished me a nice evening.

I threw away the old bag, what else and had myself a nice evening.

Advertisements

Zakaj sem toaletni papir vrgla v smeti.

Ker je smrdel, jasno.

Resda bi bilo bolje, če bi že v trgovini opazila, da toaletni papir po znižani ceni oglašujejo kot prijetno dišeč, vendar na to možnost pač nisem pomislila in nisem brala opisov na embalaži. Zanima me samo število plasti (4): ste res mislili, da prevajalci beremo opise izdelkov in navodila za njihovo uporabo?

Pri poceni papirju sem si privoščila pomoto kljub temu, da že dlje časa kolnem proizvajalce in prodajalce higienskih vložkov, ker mi na vso silo hočejo zasmraditi življenje: imam občutljiv nos in kar je njim dišava, je meni obupen smrad. Skrajni čas bo za menopavzo, se mi zdi. Ali pa za drage vložke od biokmeta, dobavljene še pred sedmo uro zjutraj.

Predstavljajte si, da je v manjšem kraju v nedeljo ena taka fajn prireditev, dan je lep in sončen, sprehajate se med stojnicami in ves čas vam pod nos sili tako imenovana dišava iz toaletnega papirja. Vaša prva misel je, da morate domov in pod tuš, potem pa ugotovite, da isti smrad oddajajo tudi drugi obiskovalci prireditve. Seveda: en sam večji prodajalec na vasi, ista posebna ponudba, veliko kupcev. Veliko smradu.

Ljeh. – – –

“Mal je čuden,” pravi moja frizerka, “ne maramo ga preveč, ker se nam prilizuje na tako ogaben način.”

Stranke se smejimo, medtem ko Hairkillerki oponašata vedenje njihovega novega svetovalca za marketing.

“Upam, da vam ne bo treba te sluzljave vsiljivosti po novem oponašati?” sem malce zaskrbljena.

“Ma ne, po novem moramo strankam pogosteje svetovati, kaj bi še lahko naredile z lasmi oziroma kaj še ponujamo pri nas. To mi ni všeč, ta vsiljivost, če kdo hoče kaj posebnega, nam bo že povedal.”

Moja najljubša vrsta frizerke. Če kaj hočem, bom že rekla, če imam vprašanje, ga bom zastavila, drugače pa bi samo rada striženje v miru.

“In, ti je všeč?”

“Jaaa!” posnemam njeno prejšnje posnemanje njihovega svetovalca za marketing: “Super je!” sem narejeno sladka.

Smeh.

No, frizura mi je res všeč, zelo kratka je, zato po novem kažem celo vrsto uhančkov.

Poletje in to.

00_frizura


From an atheist’s diary of wasted lifetime … January 26

Dear Marty,

any chance of my getting a refund for having been coaxed to watch something I already knew and didn’t care about? You know, Narcissii Infantilii belefortii do not an exciting research topic make, and the enlightened moths trying to reach the cinema ceiling and looking much like fireflies while doing it were interesting only for a minute. That’s nothing and I do wish I had studied for my economy exam instead, Leo not being my type, either.

Sincerely,

A Non-Blond Slovenian


No, I Don’t Like It. Paris. (But it was still worth it.)

1 treppe

2 okno

3 ubahn

4 mraz

5 happy feet

6 versaj

7 versaj

8 versaj

9 trianon

10 trianon

Continue reading


Homo Homini Censor

“Das ist auch gut, denn wir müssen nicht so viel sch-, sch-“

“Genau. Wir sollen nächstes Jahr weniger scheißen, dann müssen wir nicht so viel Klopapier kaufen … 😆 ”

“Schleppen. Ich wollte schleppen- 😆 “.

Kein schlechter Vorsatz für das neue Jahr: Einfach mal weniger scheißen und Klopapier sparen.

Es lässt sich auch leicht vorstellen, wie er die Geschichte auf Arbeit erzählt und seine Kollegen vor Lachen Pause machen müssen.

Nun, sie selbst kann über diesen guten Vorsatz keinem erzählen.

Egal, ob Kinder, Küche, Kirche oder Kindle, Computer, Karriere, es scheint unmöglich für eine Frau, einen Witz zu erzählen, in dem Scheiße als Scheiße vorkommt. Na gut, sie kann ihn erzählen, aber dann muss sie auch wissen, wie sie die frisch erzeugte, peinliche Stille wieder vertreiben kann, nachdem sie lange genug von allen Anwesenden ungläubig angestarrt wurde. Eine Ausländerin, die Scheiße-Witze erzählt.

[lost in translation]


Kleingeschwätzeltes am Freitag / Petkove čvečkarije

Selbstredend, dass ich keine vorzügliche, bewundernswerte Hausfrau bin. Wahrscheinlich bin ich nicht mal durchschnittlich. Ich gehöre in die Kategorie “Gibt sich echt Mühe, wenn sie Zeit hat, weil das ein angenehmes Gefühl nach so viel Schreibtischsklaverei ergibt.”

Dennoch.

Ich HASSE Handtücher, die mir das Bad vollfusseln. Sie haben nur einen Platz: im Müll, wenn’s nach dreimal waschen nicht aufhört. Egal, wie schick sie waren und wie lange ich dafür schuften musste.

  Continue reading


Why Germany simply has to win the World Cup

First of all, Angela Merkel’s government really is dilapidating at what must be called enormous speed by German standards. Nope, the Guardian isn’t exaggerating things when mentioning a collapse (but not the War) and yes, we could be in for a new round of elections after June 30. I won’t bother you with the details, the linked article in the Guardian is an appropriate summary.

Go, guys, we need you to win to alleviate our various pains. Like: for having elected losers last time. For not belonging to the tip of the German iceberg that is not going to suffer financially for mistakes made Europe-wide and at home. For being a member of one of the newly bankrupt health insurances.

And so on. It is going to be a long, long summer, so please, dear Podolskis and Kloses down there, keep us busy.


Grrrr! Le kdo si je to izmislil?!?!

A veste, kaj je tole:


?

Točno, to je izsek iz vrstice programske opreme s kao koristnimi gumbi. Gre za prevajalsko orodje in prvi znak na levi, jasno, pomeni “takoj shrani moj prevod”, prosto po alcessi. Znak na skrajni desni pomeni “vstavi stavek v izhodiščnem jeziku”, namreč v okno za prevajanje. In znak na sredini?

Točno ta me jezi.

Kateri butec da gumb za ukaz “izbriši vse, kar sem ravnokar prevedla, in sicer tako, da natipkanega na noben način ne dobim več nazaj, z nobenim drugim ukazom, tudi če ti prekolnem mamico ne”, poleg gumba za shranjevanje in kopiranje?!?!

A folk res ne ve, da moramo biti prevajalci večino časa zelo hitri in da se nam od določene starosti naprej tresejo roke?


A Most Longed-For Guest

...

...

Hello, Summer. Nice to see you. Do take a seat, will you.

Don’t know. So-so. And you? Continue reading