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luckycanuck) wrote2011-09-23 07:34 pm
luckycanuck) wrote2011-09-23 07:34 pm
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I am not going to firebomb the Surf Rock Hotel
Right now, Australia and the USA are playing a preliminary match in the rugby world cup. I am at home instead of watching it at the pub.
Also, I am in a really strange mood.
I turned up just before kickoff, ordered a beer, and found myself an uncrowded spot in a nearly empty pub to watch. My intended workout for they day was to do ten pushups for every point the Wallabies scored. I've done it plenty of times. Last Sunday I did the same thing while watching Canada v France in a pub and there were no objections.
But as I finished my second set of post try pushups, I was told that nobody was allowed to be on the floor and that pushups in the pub were out of the question on accout of health and safety regulations.
F*cking health and safety regulations! I wasn't in anyone's way, I wasn't doing pushups on shards of broken glass, I wasn't hurting anyone, I was just patronising their pub and watching the rugby in my own way and they decided they would rather I left than stay for the rest of the game and most likely for dinner. Damn you Surf Rock Hotel!!! Damn you I say! If you thought I was going to hang around for the atmosphere you are wrong. I was there to watch the rugby and do pushups, and if you take either of those away from me I have no reason to stay.
So I finished my beer in one gulp and walked out, making sure they knew why I was leaving. I marched home with a scowl on my face. My plans had been interrupted and I was fuming. I had been looking forward to the rugby and my pushups all day and now I couldn't enjoy either.
Now I'm home, and with my original plan dashed I am all aspie stressed and struggling to think of something else to do. I feel paralysed with frustration.
MCat and I had another long Skype chat this afternoon and I told her that I felt broken, that I had no idea how to fix myself, and that I had virtually no inclination to do so.
I'm not well.
Also, I am in a really strange mood.
I turned up just before kickoff, ordered a beer, and found myself an uncrowded spot in a nearly empty pub to watch. My intended workout for they day was to do ten pushups for every point the Wallabies scored. I've done it plenty of times. Last Sunday I did the same thing while watching Canada v France in a pub and there were no objections.
But as I finished my second set of post try pushups, I was told that nobody was allowed to be on the floor and that pushups in the pub were out of the question on accout of health and safety regulations.
F*cking health and safety regulations! I wasn't in anyone's way, I wasn't doing pushups on shards of broken glass, I wasn't hurting anyone, I was just patronising their pub and watching the rugby in my own way and they decided they would rather I left than stay for the rest of the game and most likely for dinner. Damn you Surf Rock Hotel!!! Damn you I say! If you thought I was going to hang around for the atmosphere you are wrong. I was there to watch the rugby and do pushups, and if you take either of those away from me I have no reason to stay.
So I finished my beer in one gulp and walked out, making sure they knew why I was leaving. I marched home with a scowl on my face. My plans had been interrupted and I was fuming. I had been looking forward to the rugby and my pushups all day and now I couldn't enjoy either.
Now I'm home, and with my original plan dashed I am all aspie stressed and struggling to think of something else to do. I feel paralysed with frustration.
MCat and I had another long Skype chat this afternoon and I told her that I felt broken, that I had no idea how to fix myself, and that I had virtually no inclination to do so.
I'm not well.