• Mommy boss is all the time palying cat & mouse with my daddy boss
  • I'm playing cat & mouse with some colleagues
  • When mommy boss is cat, I'm mouse
  • When I'm cat, daddy boss is mouse
  • When neither mommy or daddy boss are here, I'm cat.
  • When cat isn't around, mouse play ( in tunisian dialect: idha ghab il kott, yel3ab il far)
  • Coz mommy and daddy boss aren't here, someone - i.e. some cat- wanna turn me into mouse...BUT :
    • If I saty a cat, and according to vets, a cat's scratch could be sometimes very harmful.
    • If I end up a mouse, in cat & mouse game, it's always the mouse who won ;-)
--> Don't try to find out in which camp the ball is now :-)




I hate Tunisian twisted way of thinking , I hate it, I hate it ! And if I wasn't cool enough today , I'd have broken somebody's bones, smashed his head with a hammer or sth like that !!! Alright, here's the story, try to concentrate :

It's been about three weeks that I'm having an intern stuck to my desk, to my papers... briefly stuck to my ass as a cute sweet puppy. Actually, he's a good guy eventhough he got this internship ( leading to a permanent recruitement) thanks to his uncle who's working as a consultant for the company.
Anyways, I like him coz despite his " puffy origins ", he's behaving as a polite humble gentleman ( at least someone who isn't staring at my boops, which aren't that great by the way) and we've even become good friends very soon having both quite the same age ( he's two years younger), the same sense of cynical humor, pretty close intellectual level and of course common duties at work.

However, our complicity has urged some sick minds to start a gossip compaign: as we can't stop giggling all day long, and as mommy boss kept on "clipping" us together in every task calling us " kids" and as he gave me a ride twice, some mean colleagues were observing with an increasing interest and wondering " are they dating ? has she broken up witth M. ?( M. is another colleague that 90% of the company believe that he's my boyfriend just coz we're also having great complicity: having lunches together, laughing together... :)

So today, at lunch break , we decided to go have some pasta all together : me , my intern, M. and another colleague. As we were all joking and I started laughing loud, S. a colleague from another divison who's not even sitting in our offices area, came pretending he has some papers to get from our common printer and like any intruder, he interfered into our friendly funny chat. He actually tried to " grass on me " by telling M. : " What a lovely mood ! I don't know what's going on but she's been " hayja" this last week ".
First, why especially this last week, coz M. took the last week off; meaning: I jumped on the occasion that my presumed cute boyfriend wasn't around to flirt with someone else, the cute intern.
Second, the Tunisian word "hayja" has two meanings: the usual one is agitated and the other is: horny !!! And of course, my dear colleague intended the second meaning and he was also expecting kinda fight between me and M. ( my presumed bf) over my relation with the intern or between M. and the intern over me !!!
But nothing of that happened so I guess he and some other are now believing that either we( me, M. and the intern) are kinda entertaining a threesome something or that I'm simply everyone's doll !!!

Ain't that sick ?



I can't stop humming this track and shaking my hips with its rythem : -)
Everybody sing and dance !
Oh, and a special dedication to my... EX !

Sorry

written by Madonna and Stuart Price
Track 3, Time: 4:43
-------------------------

Je suis désolé (French, "I am sorry")
Lo siento (Spanish, "I'm sorry")
Ik ben droevig (Dutch, "I am sad")
Sono spiacente (Italian, "I am sorry")
Perdóname (Spanish, "Forgive me")

(fade in)
I've heard it all before
(repeat 12 times)

Chorus:

I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna know
Please don't say you're sorry
I heard it all before
And I can take care of myself
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna know
Please don't say "forgive me"
I've seen it all before
And I can't take it anymore

You're not half the man you think you are
Save your words because you've gone too far
I listened to your lies and all your stories [I listened to your stories]
You're not half the man you'd like to be

(chorus)

Don't explain yourself 'cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak
You stayed because I made it so convenient [I made it so convenient]
Don't explain yourself, you'll never see

Gomen nasai (Japanese, "I am sorry")
Mujhe maph kardo (Hindi, "Please forgive me")
Przepraszam (Polish, "I'm sorry")
Slicha (Hebrew, "Forgiveness")
Forgive me

[Sorry] (repeat in background)

I've heard it all before
(repeat 15 times)

(chorus)

(begin chorus in background)
Don't explain yourself, 'cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak

(chorus continues in background:)
[I don't wanna hear]
[I don't wanna know]
[Please don't say "forgive me"]

I've heard it all before
(repeat 3 times)



On that special occasion of our independance day, I went today to get shot... litterarely :-)

I actually decided to change my national ID coz I simply hated my 16 years old ugly teen picture on it. So I asked for the required papers to update my ID and I found out that it's as hard as getting a new piece of ID : I had to prepare 5 things: a copy of CIN, 3 pictures, a fiscal stamp, a student registration and a certificate of birth added to some optional stuff ( like blood type and doner card)
Having not much time, I decided to go to a photograph and have some nice pic: coz this was the most important part for me: God only know how many times I felt embarrassed showing my Id in exams, how many job offrers I was deprived of because of my ID pic ...etc !!!
Anyways, I went to a new photoshop that has started recently and seems to make some noise ( coz it's using digital options, yeh we're still running after technology). The photograph guy was nice, even "over " nice: he was so "under my charm" that he asked me if he can take -in addition to the ID pic- other "artistic" photos. I was so flattered, I said yeh why not ? so he started shooting me from every angle with different face expressions requests. I felt like a show biz star :-)
Then he gave me a sort of discount card for privileged clients ( part of his marketing strategy), and while choosing the pic's on his computer, he stopped on one specific photo and said: " God ! you look so innocent in that picture ( almost saying in Tunisian dialect "bara2at attfoula fi 3aynayaha "). I was trying to hide my sarcatsic smile and simply thanked him for his sweet words.
I was thinking inside " well, seems I've the innocent eyes of a killer". You know, it's easy how you can fool people just by what you appear to be and generallly they don't wanna dig deeper. Why? Is it for fear to discover something different or to maintain a lovely impression that simplifies life?
I think that some people prefer not to go further and start to think about what's more important? Some don't try to find out what's behind innocent eyes and they definetly miss the more important: the diamonds inside maybe :-)
PS: I put Nancy's pic coz she is said to have some innocent look...( yeh exactly;-)


You scored as Diamond Eyes. You are full of confidence, just don't let it go to your head. Its great to know your worth it! Isn't it:D Just remember those of us down here. You are probably quite popular.

Diamond Eyes


100%

Passion


83%

Mysterious


75%

Eyes full of Pain


50%



This post is based on a funny exchange of comments between me and Napo over the variable love profile post:
Napo

indeed Snawsi, indeed !!!
love does not come easy..let alone marriage. Enjoy your butterflying until you find the right 'snawsi-would-be-lover'

SNAWSI

love the " snawsi-would-be-lover"!
I'll definetly say it loud and clear once he shows up :-)

Napo

VooDoo Napo predicts he will show up sometime during the next 'fiscal year' Q3 maybe? with marriage in Q4?
Now if he does not show up then GodFather Napo should make few phone calls to albertino et georgino...:-)))))

SNAWSI

ok, Godfather Napo, we'll wait and see :-)
You think Albertino and Georgio can do sth ? well, I love Italians anyways and I'm said to have sth of an Italian mama ;-) Worse, I've been even called " za3imet 3issabet mafia " especially when I wear my long black coat or my black leather jacket and boots !!!

Guess I'm minimizing my chances now...

Napo a dit…

black coat, black boots??? sounds like a female NEO from the matrix.
Alright, i'll send Mr Smith to convert you...unless the Oracle sees otherwise.
Napo, the Architect :-))))

Well Napo, guess what !!! Yesterday, walking back home, I was thinking about Mr & Mrs Smith( I love this movie ) and I said to myself: " my ideal guy would be someone like Mr Smith, not that he must look like Brad Pitt ( well a bit maybe :-) , but just to have this "mass destruction" relationship with him !!! And of course, I'll had the upper hand on a fight ;-)







Propensity for Monogamy:

Your propensity for monogamy is high.

You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.

And in return, you expect the same from who you love.

Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.

Experience Level:

Your experience level is high.

You've loved, lost, and loved again.

You have had a wide range of love experiences.

And when the real thing comes along, you know it!

Dominance:

Your dominance is medium.

You tend to be the one with more power.

You aren't a total control freak in relationships..

But of course you don't mind getting you way!

Cynicism:

Your cynicism is medium.

You'd like to believe in true and everlasting love...

But you've definitely been burned enough to know better.

You're still an optimist, but you also are a realist.

Independence:

Your independence is medium.

In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."

You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.

But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.



Ok, i'm fed up, almost sleeping at my desk. Changing subject, changing mood...

Check all that apply to you :
  • You have had at least two boyfriends or girlfriends.
  • You have dated someone for over a year.
  • You have been in love.
  • You have had your heart broken.
  • You have broken someone's heart.
  • In relationships, you are usually the one who starts fights.
  • You tend to make all of the big decisions when you're with someone.
  • People you've loved have accused you of being a control freak.
  • You tend to make the first move.
  • You tend to get jealous very easily.
  • You don't believe in the concept of soulmates.
  • Many people are a fool for love, but you aren't.
  • Love at first site? Doesn't happen.
  • It is impossible to love someone unconditionally.
  • It takes you a while to "warm up" to someone you're dating.
  • You need your space in a relationship.
  • It's hard for you to move in with someone.
  • In a relationship, it's unhealthy to spend every night together.
  • There are some things you really enjoy about being single.You often feel smothered in relationships.


I should create a special rubric or corner headed " 100 % real facts " or " 100 % real life stories" where I can let go my spiteful tongue and gossip about all the real life treasures that I dig from my "train-train quotidien", i.e.; my daily contemplation of the damn World I'm in. But I'm no super IT so dunno how to do it and I'm still waiting for some assistance to change my blog appearance.

Anyways, this is something that made me sick since I discovered it. It's happening at work- just another reason to make me hate more my workplace- in front of everybody's eyes and ears and knowing how much Tunisians LOVE "takti3 we taryich" (= gossip in tunsian dialect), it's easy to imagine the situation.
Our secretaries decided to spend their "flowing" days at work entertained by the soap opera, the reality TV show, offered to them; and I decided to treat the subject as a play. I'll let you choose its title after providing you with the following details:

Actors 1 : a director A ( filled divorce papers but still married) dating his secretary B, a married woman with two kids and a "lovely cool hubby" in her own words.

Situations:
- around 9 am, A goes out of the office, of course, none asks where to ?
- around 9.15, B finds a reason to go out too, doesn't care if someone would ask about her.
- by 10.30, A & B come back together , laughing and whispering.

- 13.00, B arrives to office.
- 13.15, A hasn't showed up yet at his office.
- 13.30, B goes out pretending she has to buy something from somewhere.
-14.30, A and B come back together, laughing and whispering.

- 16.40, A & B , at his office, having an "English teatime" chat.
- 17, A& B leave each back home.

Other:
- B said she's gonna spend some days in Tabarka.
- A took some days off coz he's going on trip...

Actors 2 : a single officer C , mid of his 30s, thinking he's Mr right, dating another married woman D, assistant director , older than him, also with two cute kids and a respectful husband.

Situations:
- C exchange "eyes talk" with D across the room during the whole day.
- morning : C & D go out for a coffee break outside the office, come back giggling.
- lunch time : if she doesn't go back home, they plan to have some lunch somewhere, got back to office then go out again for a tea break.
-During the day and from time to time, D calling C on the intern lines, faking she's calling someone else but still can't keep her eyes out of him while smiling with complicity. ( Try to guess what they're talking about...)

Other:
- C slipped out one day that he knew where D lives and that he visited her...
- C is also going out sometimes with another colleague, a young married woman and a new mom ( having some troubles to adjust with her new lifestyle).
- D is somehow upset but can't open her mouth...

I'll keep you posted once the real dramatic turn of events happen and it certainly will !! ( well, hope I'll be still working there )



It's our secretary who , since her grandma died a week ago, couldn't stop whining about that dramatic event that's torn up her heart !!!
Ok, the grandma died normally: no accident, no disease , it's just her time that has come ! But our secreatary , 37 years old, made it a big deal and showed a deep grief as if she lost a child, a husband or a father ! She was gathering the other "sensitive" ladies aound her and tell them about her grandma's death and how it was so hard for her to handle it. She gathered them around her desk, in the elevator and even in the restroom !

Knowing the kinda person she is, I started wondering what was her real motive for all this acting thing : tears, handkerchief, headscarf ( it's a tradition, women put some sort of scarves over their head when a parent die), black clothes... And I end up finding out why she is so sad !!! Her grandma's death came just when she decided to go on a leisure trip to the US !!! and now she might be obliged to cancel it !!!
According to some tunisian social stereotypes , it would be a shame that she goes have fun and her grandma has been recently buried ! So our secretary, frustrated but still calculating, was doing a "hidden"survey among the ladies. She was asking them -while drying her tears- : "how could I travel now and I've just lost her ?" and the compassionate sensitive ladies remind her that life must go on and that she can' t stop living her life...bla bla bla.

See, people are hypocritical even when it comes to death...



Ok, this is unbelievable ! I just can't understand why Tunisian people are so disrespectful to each other ? why must they have either an infriority or a superiority complex ? Why can't they just learn to respect an entity called person ? oh, first , they have to know what a person is and how it should be treated, especially when it comes to a person with a damn temper like me !

Today, I was at my desk, working quitely on my project, listening to some music, a pretty cool workday till a guy, a friend of my boss, and a special customer of the company, walked into the platform, shaked everybody's hands ( as if he was a minister visiting some administration) then he grabbed a chair from a colleague office, brought it to my desk and sit in front of me without asking if I was busy, if he's not bothering me or if I can talk to him at that moment. He just assumed that I'm at his damn service anytime he wanted!!!
I was saying to myself : " What the hell is that ?!" This man is so rude, he never asked for an appointment ( of course, typically Tunisian), he "shot" me with questions and even asked me, no, ORDERED ME , to print some papers for him !!!
I was comforting myself " that's just another white haired jerk, you've already got to deal with such persons, don't take it personally, just get rid of him as soon as possible".
He was acting as a superior creation of God, with no eaqual, powered by some good relationship with some high senior officers at the company and having some important social status and also some age advance that gave him the authority to talk to me as if I was less than a f****** secretary, assistant or something !!! And because he's a big client (my ass!!!) , I had to accept whatver he did or said and shut up !!!Ain't that a new kinda slavery Era !!!