Baby blues

September 18, 2007 at 9:51 am (airport, SAA)

What could be worse than flying with a baby? Flying with a baby and a toddler. Sjoe, some people have lots of courage.
On a flight from Jhb to CT I saw two women, sans partners, each with a baby and a toddler in tow trying to board a plane. Although they were cute I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. All I can say is not for all the money in the world!

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If it bleeds it leads…

September 14, 2007 at 9:25 am (ethics, journalism, Maddy McCann, news&media)

I don’t really know what to make of the new allegations that Maddy McCann was doped by her mother.

The weird thing is this was the theory one of my bosses had right at the beginning of the whole saga. She firmly believed Kate had given Madeleine sleeping pills so they could go out to eat.
Kate’s intent wasn’t malicious, my boss believed, but she’d given the wrong dose and it resulted in Maddy’s death.

It’s difficult, being a journalist, to figure out what’s going on. Some respected newspapers have their theories but most have unnamed sources. So who and what to believe then?

I can’t imagine how bad the McCanns must be feeling. If they are responsible for the death of their daughter they’re probably suffering enough.
And if they did, indeed, cover up her death their conscience will be eternal punishment, something I don’t think any jail could match.

From a journalistic point of view this is one of the “best” stories of the year – it has all the intrigue, drama and suspense to keep the ink flowing. But from a personal point of view, I wish it had never happened.

It’s obviously not an easy decision to make, publishing a story like this. But the public wants to know right? Right?

It’s so conflicting for me. I wonder if the journos in Portugal and France feel the same.

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Unwedded bliss

September 13, 2007 at 10:56 am (Uncategorized)

I’m not allowed to stay at her guesthouse.It’s not because I’m coloured or because I’m one half of a mixed race couple. No, it’s because I’m not married.

My partner and I wanted to go away for some R&R so I had enquired about accommodation at a guesthouse in Yzerfontein. We wanted to get away a bit, just the usual R&R needed to stay sane.
So I sent out a few requests for quotes and availability, as one does.
This is the response I received from one of the guesthouse owners:

“Dear Toby,
Yes I do have availability. The rate is R500 per night or R250 per person per night. Please note that we do not cater for unmarried people living together.
Warmest greetings
Guesthouse Lady”

At first I was shocked. She couldn’t really be serious, could she? Then I was amused. It was rather sweet.
Then I was annoyed – why couldn’t she have said so on her website so I wouldn’t have bothered asking?
Now I guess I just find it interesting that there’s someone running a guesthouse that doesn’t cater to unmarried people living together in 2007.

When a friend pointed out it’s better the woman said it now rather than when we rock up there, I took her point. I have the choice to not go now instead of being turned away at the door.
I respect the guesthouse lady’s beliefs and what she deems to be high morals and it’s obviously not discrimination of a hurtful kind so I can’t really be angry or disgusted.

Obviously we’re not going there and I’m not going to bother to reply to her email. The less said the better. I don’t want to offend her moral stance because she’s entitled to it even though I do want to point out to her that she should really make this fact known earlier.

I can’t help but wonder how many people they turn away though. Maybe that’s what I should ask…

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Quote of the week

September 12, 2007 at 2:55 pm (Uncategorized)

“How can I buy DVDs in the desert, huh?”

– A friend after he was advised to get something from Kalahari. He wasn’t joking.

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Below the belt

September 12, 2007 at 9:22 am (customer service, Woolworths)

So Woolies has now decided to implement a policy where consumers can’t return underwear. Um, excuse me? You mean they allowed it all along? 

I can’t imagine how I’ve managed to miss this little fact for so long. Have I perhaps been buying someone else’s once-hads? The thought is horrifying. 

If your undies are broken after a week of buying it makes sense to take it back. Defective merchandise, no matter how delicate, should not be tolerated.
But taking it back because you don’t like it or you’ve changed your mind on the colour is ridiculous. Or even because you chose the wrong size (although sizes of clothing is another matter altogether) is just wrong.
Who wants to buy from a place that takes undies back? 

It’s never occurred to me to ask about underwear returns policies because I assumed nobody would be allowed to return stuff like that but clearly I’ve been rather naïve. You can bet I won’t be making that mistake again.  

I just want to know: have you ever taken undies back because you don’t like it? And if so, what the hell were you thinking when you bought a new pair? How do you know someone else hadn’t worn it once before…?

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If only

September 11, 2007 at 11:33 am (crime, funny)

I don’t know whether to laugh or scoff at this story about a cop who arrested someone at McDonalds for making his burger too salty.
It’s funny because it’s so completely ridiculous and only something Americans could do (who gets arrested for making a salty burger for heaven’s sake!).
And I want to scoff because something so trivial could get someone arrested. Wish we could have that kind of crime here instead of the murder and mayhem we’re used to.

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Testy testosterone

September 11, 2007 at 9:02 am (road rage)

Driving up Roeland Street I passed a car before reaching the end of the road. I didn’t cut them off or do anything stupid – there was enough space and they didn’t have to brake to let me in at all.

So I find it rather difficult to believe my partner’s statement that the jerks didn’t like it because I’m a girl.
Instead of just stopping behind me at the robot they were visibly aggressive, inching closer and closer to our car. They even did the hood jumping thing you’d expect to see in a B-grade gangster film.

For once I didn’t react to an asshole on the road. I stayed calm even when it looked as if they were in our boot. I swear there wasn’t enough space to put a ruler between our cars.

I refused to break the stare the driver was giving me though. The pipsqueak looked as if he’d just started high school.
When the light turned green I pulled away calmly even though I was seething and itching to get out and bitchslap the boy who was driving.

I think they were drunk and dumb but my partner insists it’s a male thing – they weren’t impressed by the fact that a girl has passed them.

This may sound dumb but I really hope I’m right on this one. Because the alternative is just too scary to contemplate.

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More pics the pervs will love

September 10, 2007 at 9:04 am (cellphone porn, MXit, nice girls, pervert, sexist, stupid)

Call me a prude if you want but I am really shocked by this story about kids having sex in malls.I’d heard about it on the radio but though it was one or two (which is bad enough) getting up to mischief. Now it’s the norm rather than the exception.When I was that age I barely knew why boys existed (hmm, could still say that now sometimes), much less that we could get our freak on in a public toilet! And I’m really not that old.

I don’t know what is worse: the fact that they’re having sex in toilets or the fact that they’re distributing it among their friends.

Who has been teaching these kids? Where do they get these ideas from? What happened to getting drunk once so you can achieve rebel status?

I just can’t imagine why girls would do this to themselves. Our reputation is torn to shreds, you lose all self-respect and people will always point and laugh.

We all know there are still double-standards and that the guys will come out as studs and heroes. I’m not saying it’s right but we know that’s how it is and we still have a long way to go before we get rid of that way of thinking.

So knowing this, why would any girl with half a braincell subject herself to this kind of humiliation?

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Restored faith

September 7, 2007 at 9:13 am (Uncategorized)

I sat writing a post about how my neighbour hadn’t shown her face again after I helped her; how she’d proved everyone who told me she’s taking me for a ride when I heard a knock on the door.
It was her.
Sorry I took so long to repay you, she said, before handing over the cash. I didn’t know what to say having just written harsh words about how she had disappointed me.
My faith in helping others is restored. Not only did she pay me back, she gave me such an effusive thank you I almost wanted to tell her to keep it.
Now I know I wouldn’t hesitate to help someone again. And I feel so much richer for it.

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Go scrum yourselves

September 6, 2007 at 11:50 am (news&media)

Yay for Reuters! Tell these moneyloving bitches at the IRB they can go stuff themselves. I am unbelievably glad Reuters has taken this stance.
Who the hell does the IRB think the players are playing for anyway? Heaven forbid we remind them it’s a game for the fans and not a control-freak session with the aim to make more millions.
Serves them right – I hope the rest of the world’s media follows Reuters’ sterling example.

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