Today's prompt: "Pretend you're a recovering alcoholic who falls off the wagon at a high school reunion. Start your story with 'I hadn't had a drink in nearly ten years' and end it with 'If only I could remember where I left my pants.' I kind of wrote, not really knowing where it was going. So, with that in mind, enjoy!
A few years ago, I did some time as a casual childcare educator. Wait that sounds like I went to prison. No, no. I graduated from a GD in Early Childhood Education, and before I worked as a kindergarten teacher, I worked in different childcare centres around Melbourne. Most nights, I’d get a text about … Continue reading “You’re Fired.”
I’ve been wearing glasses since I was only ten. I still remember the moment I realised I needed them. I was watching the AFL – I don’t remember who was playing; my memory isn’t that good – and I asked my mum, “What’s the score?” She looked at me funny, and said, “Why are you … Continue reading “I Can See Clearly Now…”
Eleven years ago, my family and I were having dinner at my uncle’s house. It was a great time. The feast was delicious. My uncle’s wife is a master of the kitchen. We left their house pretty late, for a Thursday night. Mainly because we only lived a street away. We were all exhausted by … Continue reading “Let it Go, Let it Go…”
Picture this: The year is 2004. Smartphones aren’t a thing, and Tamagotchis are what all the cool kids want. I was in grade 6, shy and always awkward, a total teacher’s pet without even meaning to be. Teachers just loved me, couldn’t help it. In years to come, I’d realise this is a contender for … Continue reading “Do you know the Muffin Man?”
If somebody asked you, “Can I look inside your mouth, maybe have a feel around?” you’d yell and tell them to go back to CRAZYTOWN, population them. But that’s exactly what dentists do. And they get paid for it! It’s absurd. Whenever I think of dentists, that song from Little Shop of Horrors comes to … Continue reading “Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?”
Hello, and welcome to another blog on the internet. Thanks for tuning in. That's an idiom from the olden days, when we had to tune televisions and radios. Is that still a thing? Sorry, I have this habit of thinking I'm older and less relatable than I am. Back to the point - I'm starting … Continue reading First things’ First