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50 Shades of Porn?

I know I’m a little late with this topic (DELAY!!) but I have had strong feelings about this for quite a while now and thought it was time to put them out there.

It seems that everyone is talking about the new “must read” trilogy, 50 Shades of Grey. Now, I haven’t read them myself so if you think that means I have no right to an opinion, please leave now, because you’re not going to like what I have to say!

From what I’ve heard, from everyone who’s read them (which is just about everyone I come into contact with!) it seems that they are poorly written. I can’t say either way, because as I’ve said, I haven’t read them. They’re not my kind of thing. Aside from them being amateurish in writing style, it seems that they have no literary value. The story is said to be lacking and a phrase I have heard on more than one occasion is, “It’s basically housewife porn”.

Now forgive me for my opinions here but I can’t help but think that if a man walked around with a porno magazine in his hands, telling anyone who’ll listen how much he’s enjoying it and especially likes the bondage parts, he’d be arrested! I think it’s just the same.

I worked, in my last job, with a lady (I use the term very loosely) who was easily in her late 50s, maybe even early 60s, and she would not shut up about it. Comments she actually said were, “I had to sit on a towel because [I’m not going to type it – use your imagination]” and “I was getting myself all worked up reading it at lunchtime, I had to put it down”. Now, I’m sorry if I’m a prude but this kind of discussion is not acceptable in the workplace. How unprofessional!

I have actually caused a massive family fallout because my “auntie” (Another term I use loosely – Uncle’s second wife) had put on her Facebook status that she was looking forward to “going to bed with Mr Grey”. I commented, in a totally innocent and humourous way, with, “It’s filth!” – I assumed she knew me well enough to laugh it off. She said that I must have read it, to know that. Fair enough. I responded with, “Nah, I just work with a bunch of old pervs. Who knew so many people in England can read?!” My rationale for the first part of the comment should be obvious from the previous paragraph and the second part – well, it does seem that you never see anyone reading around here unless it’s the next big thing (Twilight, Hunger Games, Harry Potter). I am genuinely saddened that the written word is slowly being phased out.

Anyway, she reacted almost instantly, saying that I had offended her and a lot of other people. Promptly removing and blocking me on Facebook. She didn’t even give me chance to explain! Talk about immature… I mean, remove my comment if it offends you, but there’s simply no need to block me! I put something on my status about people who aren’t even family, they just married into the family, and how they need to earn respect, it isn’t just given to them. Probably shouldn’t have said it in hindsight but I needed to rant (and I’m 20 years younger than her!) but it caused a massive problem, the uncle has fallen out with me too and my Mum (his sister) has been shunned by the looks of it. I apologised for my status afterwards but it hasn’t changed anything. I won’t apologise for my comment as it obviously wasn’t aimed at her and it was obviously a joke!

No skin off my nose, they were hardly family anyway, they never made an effort and we very rarely see them.

So yes, I’m not a fan of the 50 Shades of Grey books. They’re just not my cup of tea and I don’t think the world needs another poor excuse for literature! Why don’t people look to the likes of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Bret Easton Ellis, J.D. Salinger, or even the classics like Dickens, the Bronte sisters, Mark Twain, and what about good old Shakespeare, and William Blake, and Tennyson?!

I will stop ranting eventually, I promise!

For future reference, I will soon be posting about the Olympics, niobium, intelligence, typos, and feminism! Keep checking back!

~R&R

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New Job… Again

I can’t remember the last time I posted a blog (I’m really sorry about that, if anyone’s reading this!) So I can’t remember if I told you I was working at the pharmacy at my local hospital.

Well, that job was just temporary from the end of April to the end of July and in honesty, I was quite ready to leave! I started my new job on August 1st and my first week was great – I actually found myself looking forward to work the next day.

My new job was advertised as an admin role. I like admin, I like the menial little jobs that everyone else hates, such as filing, organising, typing, shredding and laminating. I thought it would be perfect and I was so excited about having a “proper” job with a desk and responsibilities, where my manager treats me as an adult and lets me use my initiative.

Basically I work in a factory. Yes I have my own desk and a computer but I very rarely get chance to use them! Most of the day is spent in a tiny little room with a big horrible machine that folds letters and puts them into envelopes. This machine would be genius if it actually worked, but alas! It doesn’t. Not very well anyway. There’s always something wrong with it. Some days I have to go use the franking machine too. I basically stuff envelopes, count them, put them in the box with the relevant post-code and then count them again. If the numbers don’t add up, I count them again! I do this every day and once a week I have to bag all the letters up into their corresponding Royal Mail bags (which stink and are the dirtiest, grossest things EVER!) and then wait for the postman to come the next day, for it all to start again.

I wouldn’t go as far as to say I hate it but I am not enjoying it. I’ve started going home with such headaches, too. I think it’s because the room literally is smaller than my bathroom and it has a tiny window, which only opens about an inch, and the machine is so loud that the people in the office outside my room have to close the door and shut me in.

It could be that or it could be my new colleagues, who started off really nice and I actually thought we could become friends – a massive feat for me, I generally don’t like people and I can’t cope with incessant chatting about boys and fake-tans and Geordie Shore or The Only Way is Essex or whatever else girls around here are obsessed with. I enjoy my own company and I don’t tend to miss people. So I was really pleased that we seemed to be getting on with (or tolerating) each other. This week though, a couple of them have really started grating on me. I’ll probably go into more detail later on – it could probably use its own post.

I’m actually missing my Pharmacy job and the people I was so desperate to escape from!

I’m really sorry that I’ve started using my blog as a ranting post! I promise I’ll try to make it more upbeat (but not before I FINALLY get around to posting about my biggest pet peeve at the moment… 50 Shades of Grey)

I really appreciate you guys, thank you for letting me rant!

~R&R

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