Disgusting, so very digusting

So I am very sure that we all know people or have seen people, that just disgust us? Now I don't mean this in a mean/nasty way but some people just make me go "ieeew"

Let me explain.

In the office there is a policy on what to wear, pretty basic and we are still aloud to wear a lot of things as long as you don't dress like a stripper and your clothes are clean and not messy you are ok. Pretty easy.

Now I remember when I was younger and wore my baggy skater jeans that sometimes I could feel the cold are on my bare ass.... I would pull up my pants and underwear and whatever else I was wearing so that it would not happen again. The point is, you can feel skin not being covered and if it is an arm, I don't care BUT when your ass is showing and its hairy and tattooed (done 20 years ago) I do not want to see that, especially more than once...

So the point of the story is this: There is this guy in the office and before a month ago I had never seen him but now I see his ass everyday.... And yes I mean ass...

First time I went to get some breakfast with my team leader, as we walk down the stairs towards the doors where we have to use our badge to get in, this guy "ass guy" as I call him now, was in front of us and as he bent down to scan his badge, down came the pants and underwear and out came his ass.... I poked my team leader and pointed at the guy walking down the hall in front of us with his pants halfway down his legs... I told my team leader that I wasn't hungry any more and that we could just go back to the desk. We didn't though but I did tell my team leader lets at least pass this guy as I cannot look at his bum for a second longer. So we moved our short legs a little faster and walked passed him.

Now I have been stuck behind this guy a few more times and it just really annoys me that his ass is always out and that he doesn't notice this? Seems reaaaaaallly unlikely...

Today (the whole reason of writing this post) I went down for a smoke (again) and as I turn the corner to walk down the stairs there is ass guy leaning on railing, talking on the phone, his pants were literally (I wouldn't make this up) just about still hanging of his bum (he does wear a belt, just not tight enough) I walk down the stairs, thinking to myself " I cant do this any longer" there are other people I want to see naked when I close my eyes and he is definitely not one of them...

I walk outside and meet my friend there, so I unload all of this naked bum nastyness on her and the other people standing around. One man burst out laughing and told me he was happy the image was stuck in my head and not his. I told him " its just a matter of time before you see the ass, don't worry". When most of the people went back inside and ass guy was walking around smoking, me and my friend spent the rest of our smoke turning our backs to the guy.... I was a little dizzy going back inside.

Once inside I have informed my other team leader that this has now become frustrating for me as this guy should just wear his jeans properly and not be showing his ass to everyone around..

Notes have been made and people will be spoken to.

My favourite uncle? I dont have one. But I do... But no really...

In my last post I completely left out my uncle Aidan, who was also in Holland during the holidays and with who I spent new years....

He was (of course) disappointed as was I, because how can I forget about Aidan.

Now Aidan, you should feel special as you are the only one who has an entire story dedicated to yourself.

So here are just a few reasons why I love Aidan.

- When I went down to Tralee for one weekend, we all went out and ended up in nightclub/bar thing, all enjoying our pints and all of a sudden this guy walks up from the bathroom with blood EVERYWHERE, holding his nose... I go "Wooo a fight, lets have a look" Aidan says Ehhh noo Emma lets go. As we walk outside he is doing his best to get us away from there and not get us in any trouble. Very protective.

- Aidan introduced me to Creans which is now my favourite beer!!

- When my uncle turned 50 (his eldest brother) we all went out for dinner and beers, now we can all imagine what happens next. I had a bottle of wine by the time we finished dinner and when we all got to the pub and got our pints, half of the family was wearing nappys on their heads.... As if that wasnt a good sign to go home, one of the uncles (supposed to be responsible) got all of us shots.... It didnt stop there, because then everybody had to get shots and more pints. Fine, we all drank our drinks and when the pub closed we had to go home. Now Aidan and I were staying at my grandmothers and she lives beside the uncle that turned 50. I had to go to the bathroom before we went home (even though we were just across the road...) when I got outside, everybody was gone but Aidan and Mick. "Ready Emma?" NOOO guysss we have to get PIZZZAAAA. The alcohol hit me like a ROCK as soon as I stepped outside. "No Emma, were ok for food lets just go home" So I run off into a pizza place and order pizza. Come outside to wait until its ready and sit down on the pavement, we all know that sitting down in that state ends up in lying down.. So as I lay down in broken glass and cigarettes, Aidan and Mick are telling me to get the fuck up from off the ground (makes sense). Me being me I refused and left them to pick me up from the ground obviously not helping them and letting my body be drunk and motionless, which is all good except they were saying, that it looked reaaallly weird to all the women walking out of the pub I was in front off that 2 men were picking up this motionless girl of the street. ANYHOWS, we got the pizza (or they got the pizza) and went home, sat in the grandmothers kitchen and they basically ate the pizza as I kept falling of my chair... Aidan told me to drink some water and I did agree that might be a good idea. I grabbed a measuring jug and filled it with water. Aidan asks me "Emma why didnt you just grab a glass?" Welll this was just closer... duh.. As I am drinking the water like I hadnt had water in yeaaars, Aidan tells me " good job Emma you just drank 2 ounces of water" I started laughing and the water came through my nose and it was just a horrible sight... They finished the pizza and we all decided that bed was a good idea... I got sick that night ( a lot) and fell asleep in the bathroom for about an hour and was terribly hungover the next day. Aidan was fine....

- Trouble by Horselips, if you dont know it, go youtube it now. Was basically the car song during the summer.

- We spent new years together drinking pints of Creans aaaaand missing the 12 o clock mark...... Either way was a very good night. We wished each other happy new year at 11 when it was 12 in Holland. Counts for something I suppose!!

- When he was in Holland in November he cycled home like this.

- Christmas eve... We were in a pop quiz and the last part of the quiz was to sing a song (Dutch song..) without getting the lyrics... I complained and said that half my team doesn't speak Dutch and there was no way I was going to sing a song with just my friend, so the band was kind enough to play an English song...
AND THROUGH IT AAAAAAALL SHE OFFERS ME PROTECTION, A LOT OF LOVE AND AFFECTION WHETHER IM RIGHT OR WROOOONG.... Yes that was our song.. I was very glad Aidan was there because he did most of the singing as I immediately gave him the microphone (couldnt deal with that) We got the crowd singing though!!

- Basically, Aidan and I always have a good time. I can have a good serious conversation with him or we can just be the retards dancing to music all by ourself. Always good times!! Im sorry I forgot about you Aidan, wont happen again!!

I am still aliveee!!!

“Emma it has been a while since you have written a story!!!”

“Are you still writing Emma?”

AHH yes, when people ask you about when your next story will be up, I suppose it has been a while.

Fact is, I have just been very busy, lazy and didn’t have enough inspiration but with also a lot of new things happening I suppose I can write something about something.

So since I twisted my ankle I have gotten fined for travelling with a wrong train ticket, went home for Christmas, fell in love with one of my longest friends and blacked out during a night of drinking.

Start from the beginning shall I?

I used to get a monthly travel ticket from my HR department in work, one night as I got off the train I was asked for my ticket. I present my ticket and am assuming to be let through the gates. WEELLL I guessed wrong... Apparently I was using the ticket outside of the "short hop zone" and was fined €110.80. Greaaaaaaat 10 days before Christmas...  I had 21 days to appeal and I did. I explained to the man (which was an angry man, who I think was in desperate need of some companionship) that Ive been using this ticket for the last 4 months and I pay  €130 for it each month. My HR department confirmed this was the correct ticket aaaand that I had been checked multiple times before that and nothing was wrong. "No, this is an incorrect ticket". Fine, next day in work I contacted HR and together we wrote appeal letters and sent them off.

Of course you hear nothing from them for ages so when I hear from them I was pleased thinking they would understand that it was a mistake.... WEEELLLL no..... in the letter they wrote me, they told me that I owe them €2000 for intentional misuse of a ticket and seeking to make profit for myself.... Now for the people who know me, they would know that I am just to afraid to risk a fine of a €100 every day for a period of 4 months so that just doesnt make any sense. They based the €2000 on the price of a single ticket for 5 days a week for 4 months....

HR and I went back to writing letters, saying that I am not that kind of person and that this is a shocking amount of money to be paid within a month.... I dont even make €2000 euro a month, where the fuck would I get that money? 2 days later my phone rings, "Hi Emma, we have decided to only charge you €233,80 which is based on the original fine and the difference between the ticket you had and the ticket you should have had for 4 months. BAM from €2000 to €200 believe me I am pleased and so is HR seeing as they are paying for it.

Dont get me wrong, now I think this is funny but a few days ago I was worried I had to sell my body. (very much joking dad)

Going back a little in time, Christmas. I went home for the holidays to spend it with the family and lovely friends. Two things happened, one of which had never happened before and the other one I never expected to ever happen.

In chronological order, my black out.

My brother invited me to join him and his rugby club on their pub tour. As I did the 12 pubs of Christmas in Ireland, I figured suuuure why the fuck not. I can do that.

Were out drinking beers, travelling to different pubs and after a while I meet up with my 2 girls. All is going well aaaand then there is the moment where you walk out of the pub....

This is what I remember: I walk out one pub to go to the pub where I used to work, the 2 girls follow me and we have a drink there and I buy 2 random (apparently ugly) guys shots of Tequila.... (mistake number 1) we walk out and I grab my bike, fall over once or maybe twice? yell at my friends for them wanting to call me a taxi... Cycling home I fall of the bike ( I just gave up...) my brother picks me up, yells at me (like duh) and I arrive home, a little sore.

NOW the next morning as my brother and I are discussing last night (in front of the parents) he says "Yeah you remember in that pub" To which I reply "Ehh I wasnt in that pub" to which he replies " Ehhh yeah u were". You can imagine the converstation went on like that for quite a while... So I decided to text one of the girls that was out with us, "Yes Emma, you were in that pub but only for like 2 minutes. Dont you remember?" FUCK, no I dont!!! (still dont) As I am thinking maybe theyre the piss? No they werent....

Apparently, after leaving the pub we didnt go get the bikes we went to pick up my brother, so we walked over there (again, this is all "apparently") we walk into the pub find my brother and one of the players wives? she says to me "you look like you need fresh air" I probably did. She walks me outside (brother and 2 friends with me) and as soon as I step outside she says "Good night" and closes the door and walks back inside. Now its a good thing I dont remember that because that is kinda rude. This is where we walked back to the bikes but not before I lied down on a few benches and asked my friends to "Come lie with me" because it was comfy? I also fell another time and they had to pick me back up and then the cycling happened which I remember. BUT all together whatever happened that I dont remember must have taken at least 30 mins. So I lost 30 minutes of night. 

I had never had that before so I think this was a scary experience and therefore January is my sober month.

Nooww, they always say save the best for last and I most definitely did.

My group of friends is a close one and we have all known each other for about 7 years. So youd expect that if you have feelings for one of them, you would know. Well no.

Stephens' day, the lovely guy in question and I were invited to a party of one my old dear colleagues (he still works there) so of course we went!! We arrive and have a good time, drink a few drinks, eat all the peanuts, listen to music and of course I had to catch up with a few people. Good night, only got there at 11-ish because as you do on Stephens' day you are with family first. So by the time you realise you had a few drinks in you it is passed 3 in the morning. Now at around 5? I think it was only the die hard party people were left and things were a little more quiet. We were both sitting down and his head was on my shoulder and when he lifted his head up and we looked at each other (this is the part were we both say: no you kissed me, I gave him the satisfaction of saying ok I kissed you.) I kissed him. Forgetting that there are more people in the room who all start going : "WOOOOO" Snap out of it!!! We left the party and hung out a few more times before I had to go back home (Ireland) and had a long texting conversation about what it all meant. Ill tell you what it meant/ for me, with him was the best I had felt in a very long time. 

We agreed not to see other people and misuse Skype, which we do (misuse Skype) and see what the whole "not living in the same country" effect is. 3 weeks later (I know, it has only been 3 weeks) I am smiling constantly ( to the point where my cheeks are sore) and missing him.  I knoooww, smootchy stuff but that is just how I feel. 

So this has been my interesting life for the last 2.5 months,I hope that the people who were asking about my writing to their part in reading =D