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Hot Air

August 28, 2013 — Leave a comment

I have told you how… interesting my boss is. Today at work while I was minding my own business serving a customer I feel hot air on my neck. All of a sudden I hear “Tiana, are you Hebrew? Yes Tiana. You are, aren’t you?”

I turn around and my boss is just standing acting normal, pretending he didn’t just whisper in my ear. I turn back and hand the customer her items and he whispers “I want your blood!”. He then hissed and ran off.

 

This is my job.

I’m not even Hebrew. That isn’t even possible. Hebrew is not something you can be.

 

Bird

August 25, 2013 — Leave a comment

My dad runs a dog food wholesale company that has a warehouse across the road from a park in Brunswick. They stock everything from lamb throats to bulls testicles. Dogs love that shit.

Anyway the other day a panicked woman came from the park, cradling a bird in her hands that was on its last limbs. Frantically she demand we do something to save it. No one in the warehouse is trained in veterinary science. It is just a company that sells dog food to pet shops. We told her there was nothing we could do.

Then she demanded a hammer so she could put it out of it’s misery.

Now there is nothing wrong with putting a creature out of it’s misery but if you saw how abruptly her intentions changed from saving a dying bird to bashing its face in with a hammer, you would be just as shocked.

Nicole, the woman that opened the door for her stared at her in shock and said “You need to go away”.

 

By the way here is an image for one of the products. Dad makes me take photos of all the products for the website. It is a pigs trotter!