I’m in the middle of attending a bunch of films at the Melbourne International Film Festival. And I’m in heaven. Seeing things from around the world opens your eyes to different cultures. And you realise how good we have it here in Australia.
We have everything a human could EVER need. Of course nothing will ever be perfect but we generally have the freedom to do as we please. And that can most definitely be taken for granted.
I know I can be complacent and complain. We all can. It’s called being entitled and it’s bullsh*t. Of course there are things in life worth complaining about. Worth standing up for. I’m not saying we all lay down and be door mats when something is wrong.
What I’m saying is this…
- If you turn up to your sushi place for lunch at 11am and they haven’t finished making the brown rice rolls you want- don’t moan about it. Get the white ones. You won’t die.
- If someone asks politely for your to move your bag off a seat on a peak hour train so that they can sit down, there’s no need to get huffy. You’re bag isn’t alive. It doesn’t need a seat all to itself.
- If your work place only offers full cream, low fat and soy milk don’t be pissed off that almond milk isn’t available. You’ve got milk. Drink it.
Another reason not to complain about inane crap is- NOBODY cares. Even if they pretend to. They don’t. All you’ll do is lose friends. And alienate people. Talk to your friends when you have a legitimate issue. They’ll be sympathetic and want to help. After all that’s what friends are for!
We live in an amazing country. Let’s appreciate it. No- we can’t forget our rights. But our right is not to be outraged if our Wi-Fi is playing up. Outrage only when necessary. Please.
This week in an effort to go beyond our digital dating system I went Speed dating. It was a crazy, fun and very random experience.
What Speed dating taught me…
- It’s OK to tick no when you don’t feel a connection. You don’t have to be a ‘nice girl’ and worry about hurting a guys feelings because you don’t like him. As general rule it’s OK to say no in life. Don’t say yes, unless you mean it.
- Explaining who you are doesn’t necessarily mean you have to share what you do for a living. Because what you do isn’t who you are. It’s only a part of you.
- There’s no text, tweet, email to hide behind. It’s real, raw and you have to engage in conversation like the olden day humans used to do. And that’s scary but exhilarating too!
- It’s better to be honest because faking it with 20 strangers for 3 hours is a challenge no-one wants.
- You have the freedom to disagree with people and share your own opinions. You don’t have to stroke other people’s ego.
- The best idea is to go with an open heart and no expectations. You never know who you’ll meet and what great conversations you might have. It’s also an awesome way to expand your friendship group.
- You’re forced to talk to people that you might’ve ignored had you been in an ordinary bar situation. Because of this, your mind can be blown.
- Everyone there just wants to connect with another human being. And that’s a really beautiful thing. It’s not tragic, it’s not hopeless, it’s not pathetic. It’s f*cking beautiful. Speed dating is a brave thing to do.
- It reminds you that it’s important to step out of your comfort zone every now and again. And more importantly to know that you can!
- You make it your own experience by the energy you give out. Not everyone will be a match. Sometimes 4 minutes will feel like 4 hours. But at the end of a day it’s a great story. And life is all about adventures- BIG and small!
P.S. Going with a good friend definitely helps with any beforehand nerves. And it’s also fun to have someone to have a laugh with after!
Because I chose to pursue a career in the creative industries I’ve spent a lot of in-between time doing jobs I don’t necessarily find…let’s say- mentally stimulating. BUT I’m grateful for those jobs and the fact that I can fall back into them when I need to.
I recently finished a 7-month contract at the ABC. Which was right up my alley as far as industry stuff goes. Alas, my contract finished. So I went back to my previous hospo job.
And the funny thing is even though I’m not challenged in the position, I enjoy the simplicity of it. You can actually feel a sense of accomplishment when you are getting sh*t done. It’s easy and the days fly by.
It also helps to work with cool people! I was chatting to one of the gals and she mentioned going back to uni to get a degree, so she could be respected. As she feels she isn’t respected in her current position.
Hmmmm, I thought. Do people not respect me because I’m back working in the service industry? Possibly.
Then I thought there’s people that occasionally disrespect my mum AND she’s a teacher. Bringing up the youth of tomorrow! She has a degree and has been in the job for many years. (I won’t reveal how many- she reads this blog).
The point is the anyone who doesn’t respect me probably doesn’t respect loads of people in different jobs. And hey- that’s on them. Not me. I’m the one that has to be ok with my life choices.
We spend far too much time worrying about what people think of us. And just because you have a certain type of job doesn’t make you a better human. What makes you a good human is being a good human.
So I may not be working in the most glamorous job atm but that’s ok. I have the brain capacity to sit down and write after a day at work. Which is what I’m looking for.
Plus- I respect myself and really that’s all that matters!
I joined ‘Meet Up’ this week as a way to meet new people. And possibly new guys. I can’t handle Tinder or Bumble or any other ridiculously superficial dating app. But I also can’t handle being a nun.
So I signed up to loads of groups that interested me. Even weird and wacky stuff like ‘laughing yoga.’ Then it came to choosing a profile pic. I wanted it to be a true representation. Not me all glammed up. The photo I used was a selfie of me making a funny face somewhere on the Camino I walked last year. I look sweaty but happy, (see below).
Anyway, pleased with myself for getting out there I switched my phone off and fell asleep. I woke up to messages from ‘Meet Up,’ welcoming me. Which was great. Cool things for me to do! But then there was a message from a guy who seems to be using the app like Tinder. NONONONONO. Exactly what I didn’t want. Side note- what he wrote was flattering- that I was gorgeous and he’d love to meet up. Nice, right?
It is nice. BUT this is the whole thing I was trying to get away from- looking at someones outside appearance without knowing anything about them and deciding ‘yep, I’d like to date them.’ I could be a complete psychopath. (I’m generally not. But…) Just because I look a certain way doesn’t mean sh*t. And this is the whole damn problem with all these dating apps.
We look at a photo and think- ‘owww, they look nice. They must be nice.’ It’s unrealistic and downright scary. I wanted to use ‘Meet Up’ as a way of meeting people whilst doing something of interest. Not just meeting someone because I like the way they look.
It’s a slippery slope we are on with this dating app thing. Call me old fashioned but I’m staying out of it. If I can’t meet a human without swiping them- then so be it. I’m going to be out in the real world meeting people. And wherever that leads is fine by me.