When I take my last breath. I do not want to be dressed in my own clothes. I do not want any makeup putting on??. I do not want my hair doing? (wont take long if I did) If I get to wherever I am going and have to spend eternity with my arse hanging out the back of a shroud,then so be it.
I realise why ladies take so long to get ready to go out now.
A couple of weeks ago I was tasked with using hot hair tongues to put curls in a ladies hair. Now I have learned from the last time I tried this as the curlers and hair began to smoke (I did not know they only needed a couple of seconds around the follicles)?
So after a lesson learned, I accomplished this task with no problem and for a bloke with no hair I was pretty chuffed.
My next task was to put lipstick on (the body not myself) Now this is not so easy. you can't actually say 'purse your lips please' I had about 10 attempts as the lippy was going everywhere but on the mouth? I managed it in the end by placing the lipstick on the end of a cotton bud and applying it that way!!! Clever eh?
All this and the lady was being cremated? Again, no problem if the deceased requested it, but often wonder, if they didn't and are looking down, what they would think?
I had to ask for my pay today, most embarrassing. The reason I did not get it last week, is because my Tax code had not changed? Nor had my wages gone up or down and are the same as they were 3 years ago.
I really do believe in reincarnation.
To prove it.
Mozart at 4 years of age, was composing Minuets.
At age 6 he was playing before Kings
At age 8 he performed the works of Bach and Handel before the English Court.
These days at age 4 some kids have their first ASBO
At 6 have mugged someone
At 8 are in care.
Ah progress
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