Cappuccino for him!

Working in an office for more than a year has made me realize how an office is like a classroom for grown-ups with more complicated topics, more demanding teachers, endless amounts of deadlines and my favourite – teacher’s pets.

It doesn't matter how much you love your job, deep down there is always a teacher's pet that will make sure to ruin your day.

When I got out of university I thought I was done with competitions and people trying to impress others with good grades and boasting about their above average IQ.  I was wrong- these teacher's pets are everywhere, and they multiply like rabbits in an office environment.

Teacher's pets come in different forms and sizes. Do not underestimate people, they might have a hidden agenda and just because you were thought to be courteous and friendly to others, doesn't mean that others have the same values. 

If one lets them get to him/her, it will certainly destroy your work experience and from loving your job it will turn to something you dread.

One has to keep focused and his/her fingers crossed that the managers will realize that you are good at your job; you work hard and that you do not have to bring him cappuccino and buy lunch for him/her in order for him/her to see that you are focused and driven.

Be nice to the teacher’s pet and hopefully our friend Karma will have a go at them one day.

Before you go to bed at night you can say, I have a good conscious and you are not putting anyone under the bus.

 Ponder …

Mmmm ….. throw them under the bus ….literally….now that would solve the problem quicker and then I can get cappuccino for the manager!

Pop! Part 2

But try as you may your bubble eventually pops! 

Tears stream down your face; and while you are alone in your room, you weep and bend over in pain! You feel stupid, shamed and useless. 

However in public you act like all is fine. "Yeah I'm cool. So glad that's over" or "Whatever! Yeah let's party!"

Thinking about it you knew deep down that this bubble was bound to burst, although in denial you always knew that your bubble would be short lived. 

It is pointless crying over your past! You must learn from it and come to the conclusion that bubbles are just not worth it.

We may not want to admit that our friends are right. Far from it!! In fact if the topic ever comes up you'll brush it away. But we must learn from our mistakes, embrace our bubble in a new light. See it as a learning phase, as something that most people go through. 

Look around you...everyone has had what I called bubbled syndrome. A couple of circumstances I can think of are:

• Dating someone who is hurting you.
• A 'friend' who is back stabbing you.
• An impossible task we try so hard to achieve that no matter what we push people aside to achieve it.
• Doing something that harms you and others around you.
• Being selfish and in denial to the truth.

I Pinky too had a bubble and I refused to pop it! I carried it around and pretended everything was fine. But then my bubble popped and I began cracking and cracking and then I broke into pieces.

And it was my dear friends who fixed me up; who told me everything is going to be all right; that rainbows and unicorns will once again come to inhabit my subconscious!

So be strong, be brave and learn from your mistakes...think about it...'is my bubble worth it?'

Pop! Part 1

There comes a time in life when no matter what, you believe that you are right. You feel you are so right that no matter what your closest friends may say, all that matters is that you are right.

Then you look back ... a couple of days later, a week or a month or two, and you say , 'Holy *duck! They were right!' 

Still you might not admit it completely; you might hint here and there, but you will never fully admit that your friends are right and you were blinded/ selfish / in denial/ or just too god damn happy to care! 

We are so wrapped up in our own lives that we never consider the fact that some close friends are more like family. 

You speak to your best friend of 10 years every day; either texting, chat or Facebook. They know your routine, your plans and what you had for lunch. They may know things about you that your parents do not even know about you. So your friends advice is worth considering; especially if it is a friend who cares about your well being.


But what happens when I'm in a bubble? I'm caught in a moment of weakness; drunk, sad or just going through a tough patch. I blow a big bubble around myself, and I like it; I like it so much i carry it around with me wherever I go. To make matters worse I flaunt it to my friends, I hide it from my family, disguise it, make it seem like it doesn't even exist. 

Friends are nice at first. They analyse and observe your movements, decisions and things you adapt to because of your bubble. Simple things; you hated sushi and now you are its biggest fan. Organizing sushi parties and Liking Sushi posts on Facebook.

Your parents may comment but they like your bubble. In the few hours you spend with them they think you are fine. All is well. You are happy, haven't been in a while. The change is good.

Your friends try to ease you out of the bubble. Not pop it, but make you see that you are missing the bigger picture. 

But you created your bubble, you love your bubble and so choose to do it all it takes not to make it *POP*