Sometimes you just get lucky - by being unlucky.

[Vindekarr]

Last night I got a bad case of food poisoning.

 

Now, this sucked. I was sick as a dog pretty much dinner onwards, but I was also my own worst enemy. I have a little bit of medic training-I've always enjoyeb biology and took a first aid course and then some. So I found myself sitting on the corner of my bed, with what appeared to be a hedghog bouncing around in my stomach, wondering what was the better course of action: ruin my evening by being kept awake all night by the severe nausea, muscle crampingm and occasional violent convulsions, or ruin my evening by getting the stuff my body so badly wanted out, out by spending 5 minutes taking a puke.

 

I took five minutes to decide, then puked. This solved the problem instantly, my stomach reluctantly stopped it's whining and complaining the moment the stinky mass of KFC was propelled out of it, but it still did kinda ruin a nice evening.

 

Now, the next day my girlfriend phoned in sick-on my behalf, without asking me, and that turned my bad mood insantly upside down. Im unsubtle, grouchy, and have a number of times been likened to a grizzly bear, but she is subtle, actualy can put a coherent point across without growling and grumbling, and has a natural ability to get what she wants. This meant that I got over a week off free.

 

My food poisoning was reduced by the morning after to a major hunger and a stomach that was rumbing like a chansaw, but I still now have the whole freakin week off work, payed, and learned a vital lesson about the dangers of KFC in the process

[Retribution]

That wasn't food poisoning. Food poisoning is much worse than that, and lasts for much longer. Sounds like you had a stomach flu. Also, thinking that the "whole point of having a romantic relationship with a woman is caring for eachother", doesn't make you a feminist. I'm fairly sure that's what most normal people think.

[Vindekarr]

Unfortunately that doesnt apply to here mate.

 

Here, the point of women is as sex objects, thats a gross simplification, but it is uncomfortably close to the truth. Australia is a very exploitive society-women who can even get jobs get roughly half or lower than half the pay of men who do a lot less. You're a feminist if you even look them in the face, let alone actualy treating them as fellow human beings.

 

And secondly I consider this food poisoning. I ate it, it made me extremely unwell, until I vomited it up, at which point I was suddenly, instantly better. Bad food's fault.

[Retribution]

Oh, it doesn't apply here either very often, though it seems it might be worse where you live. Notice I said "normal people". Most people aren't normal, if that makes sense.

[Vindekarr]

heh, makes more sense than I'm used to.

 

But for me the "normal" ones are the abnormal ones, as in, the ones people think of as "normal" IE the sane, relaxed ones with jobs and houses and cars that actualy work are actualy the crazy ones, I couldnt live that life, I'd go nuts from boredum.

 

So I'm one of the "abnormal" ones, my car is in bits in my garage because I'm rebuilding it as a project and hobby, my house is highly unusual, I chose it because of it's quirky archetecture and then went retro-art deco all over the interior to match, and my job is downright crazy. But I think that makes me more sane than the "sane" "normal" folks because they are so used to conservative, conformist autralia that they never just do something for the novelty of it. I once stuck a feather in my braid for decoration prior to a date simply because it looked unusual and diferent. For me, "normal" isnt a compliment, it represents dull grey civilisation with none of the quirky, strange, and at times downright perculiar behavior that makes life fun.

 

I mean, why follow the crowd and drive a Toyota Prius? My car is a 1976 Ford Falcon GT coupe, or it will be when it's finished. I bought it for less than the price of a nintendo wii from a scrapyard because I thought it was an aestheticaly nice looking car, because I like that sort of big brutal performance car, and because the shell it was when I bought it had obviously once been something alltogether more special-it had once been a race car judging by how it had been modified. So I dragged it home on a rented lorry, and slowly started sticking it back together with a mix of original and modern car parts. With a 351 CUI V-8 under the hood it is likely to have the mileage of an aircraft carrier, and about as easy to park and environmentaly freindly, but it's unusual, of a historic model year, and looks good/is fun to drive. A prius may be good for nature and blends in with the crowd, but the engines are silent, as is the bodywork.

 

The '76 GT screams it's presence by being big, brash, ugly, and shaped something like a squashed shipping crate, and having an engine loud enough to start earthquakes. What I'm really meaning is, why conform" especialy when nonconformity brings so much extra fun.

[ub3rman123]

Man, if it were Taco Bell and not KFC, you'd be dead. At least, the Taco Bell in my town.

[Vindekarr]

Thats the point.

 

Went to the doctor-extreme indigestion brought on by a previously dormant alergy to some of the old 'col sanderson's secret blend of Vindekarr-incapacitating herbs and spices. She told me to lay off the KFC, an order which I'll gladly comply with, but I've also learned that my cast iron guts can be turned inside out by the wrong spicey stuffs.

 

But I consider myself extremely lucky-an alergy and a ruined night's sleep is a small price ot pay for continued existance. This could have been a lot worse. I could have actualy been sick today too, amongst other things. As for taco bell, we dont have them here, yet, Im not really sure what a taco is, but after your warning, I dont think I'll hurry to find out.

 

It's surprising to me we dont have them-even pre GFC american brands entirely dominated australia's economy. All are car brands are owned by ford or chevrolet. All are fast food restraunts are american chains, hell, pretty much everything is, I can only think of one brand that's localy owned, and they make underpants, underpants that are actually made in a sweat shop in south east asia.