Cosmetics

Well, I haven't been shopping (well, not on a PROPER shopping spree anyway) for far too long.  Oh, what a liar I am, I went last weekend!!  Just feels like so long ago, it may as well have been last year!!

ALL of my closest friends but one are pregnant (you probaby know this, I'm sure it's not the first time that I've mentioned it with glee that it's not me!!), so I must just say that all of my cupboards are filling up with baby presents.  It's such fun buying for baby boys - I don't enjoy shopping for pink things at all!!

Elizabeth and Estee are having their gift offers again, buy 2 items of which one must be a treatment product and receive a free gift (usually a goodie bagfull of freebies).  I LOVE this time of year - yes, I love shopping, but I also love the freebies!!  I don't go out and actively hunt for the bargains, so when they come to me without me asking, it feels as though it's because I deserve it.  Ridiculous I know...

So I've been buying loads of cosmetics again - make up, cream, moisturiser, foundation, liquid liners, hair dye, shampoos, conditioners, soaps...

People, I'm SO excited!!!  This is something I really have to share - Kariza.  http://www.kariza.co.za/

  

I bought a "Magic Wrap" and in 3 days, wore it 3 times.  Wash and wear, drip-dry, it looks amazing and you can REALLY wear it 100 different ways!  I am a consultant, so let me know if you want to place orders - it's the most versatile item of clothing ever!

Until next time, shop 'til you drop - payday is around the corner...thank goodness!  Not a moment too soon!!

BAD SERVICE

So I've been getting such shitty service lately, it's horrific!!!!  Really!  Everywhere I go I end up fighting with the shop assistants and giving them a piece of my mind and telling them how rude and unhelpful I think they are, never mind not worthy of their job in a day and age where so many people are unemployed.  I really think it's so awful, honestly.

When I go to Baby City, wander around like a lost fart in a bubble bath for 10 minutes, then finally yell at a gaggle of 3 assistants standing blabbering loudly to one another across the room to enquire whether or not any of them actually work there and would perhaps like to assist me and they jump a foot into the air and all scurry over to assist...for goodness sake!!  Who trains these people??  And who's managing them???

When the cashier in the PnP Liquor store is relaxing in her chair as though it's a gomma-gomma and doesn't even sit up straight when I walk in, never mind glance in my direction, so when I walk over to ask her a question my blood starts boiling and I can't help myself from blurting out that if she is a representative if PnP, they should be completely ashamed of themselves for employing her as she doesn't deserve her job.  One day I am expecting to either get slapped very hard by an irate salesperson or be given a mouthful by a very self-important cashier.

Oh well, whatever.  If I can't keep my mouth shut I suppose i deserve whatever I'll get!  I'm tired of complaining on http://www.hellopeter.com/ even though it does come to something it's a pain in the butt.

The moral of the story is this:  if you must shop (and you must), go in knowing what you want and not needing to ask for assistance - it ain't gonna happen.

Do this! Quick!

Quick people!  With speed!  Get to the shops!  The sales that I mentioned were everywhere?  They're all over still...but have all had such ridiculous mark-downs that it actually makes a person sick to realise how much money they were making in the first place if they can afford to mark items down that far...

Don't waste your time going to Menlyn, it's just horrible (unless you park at the undercover-uncovered entrance and proceed straight to Jenna Clifford and then directly back to your car, paying R10 for your parking for a ridiculously short 10 minute "shopping spree"), go to the Grove, Woodlands or Brooklyn.  I must say:  Woodlands are stepping it up - well done!!  Nice new stores like Guess, etc,, but either I missed something or...WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU HIDDEN THE CNA???!!!??!?!?!?  Come now, life surely can't all be about clothes...or can it?  Hmmm.

Whatever.  Have money, will shop.  The location matters a lot less than the purchases.

So anyway, enough about you, about me now.  The sale of my house fell through, taking my new house with it.  Whatever.  Banks are full of shit and full of shit and full of shit and I hate them.  I had lost all the excitement I had when they started with their shit, and, guess what?  They keep on raining shit.  Why would anyone work for a bank by choice?  Oh, I understand now!  You had no other choice and nobody else wanted to take the job and you were completely unemployable by any other man or beast!!  It's all making sense now!

So, I love my job and I am taking nice, strong tweet-tweet inducing medication to deal with my anxiety attacks.  Oh well, what would life be without a little anxiety attack every now and again.   Or perhaps up to 20 a day.  I'll just keep popping the pills so that the nice young men in their clean white coats stay outside the door...

Enjoy your shopping.  If your wardrobe is bare you certainly can't blame me now can you?