My Busy Week Of Nothingness

If we were having a coffee mug of warm milk and some biscuits before bed, I’d want to mention the fact that this week feels very potentially like it’s been a nothing week predominantly lost to watching sport, work and generally not very much at all.

I’ve done all sorts this week, including a very enjoyable trip to the dentalist proceeded by a damp walk around town as I got to my appointment 50 minutes too early.  That seems to happen quite a lot when I take a trip to see a person who I always feel must genuinely be only in it for the money.

I understand that dentalists (my spellchecker is getting annoying – I know I’m spelling it’s wrong but that’s what I call them!) will get job satisfaction, similar to podiatrists and gynaecologists.  But a similar of job satisfaction can be found from other jobs.  Put it this way… I’ve often wondered what would happen if a conversation went this way:

“So, what do you for a living?”

“I’m a dentist.”

“Oh, great, that must be really interesting…”

What is the next line? How would dentalist reply? What would they tell you is interesting other than job satisfaction and money? I’ll accept building teeth, OK.  But have the same conversation with someone who looks at feet or women’s private bits.

With the latter, how does the decision get made that that’s what you want to specialise in? How do you tell your mates?

And the interesting thing about the gynaecologists I know is that they have no children or 7.  (Yes, I know two gynaecologists.)  It’s like they know so much they either don’t want to go there or don’t know enough or really enjoy taking work home with them (so to speak).

Yes, this is coming from a data manager for a food company, but I have answers for the questions I can’t answer about these specialisms.

That must be really interesting = it isn’t.

Why / how did you get in to that = it wasn’t on purpose.

Anyway, yes, the visit to the dentalist happened.  I also saw friends, watched films, went out taking photos, ate out and ate takeaway and finally did a shed load of washing rather than just doing the bits that go round the regular wearing cycle.  In the process I found a coat and pair of trainers I’d forgotten that I owned and subsequently bought “replacements” for because I thought it would be good to have something of that ilk.

I also caught a Rhynhorn (wait, what’s a Ghynhorn? Having just spoken of gynaecologists I feel the need to find out) and Voltorb and hatched a Lickitung before realising that I’d nearly caught 250 Pokemon and needed to get rid of some, so I built a spreadsheet comparing them all.  I didn’t want anything to jeopardise my great group of critters by me transferring a great Pokemon to the Professor by mistake.  It’s pretty special.

Why does my spellchecker know what a Ghynhorn is but Google doesn’t?

But now it’s time for bed and my busy week of doing nothing seems a waste, but probably hasn’t been.

Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything.

Uh!
I’m gonna kick my feet up
Then stare at the fan
Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Nobody’s gonna tell me I can’t

I’ll be lounging on the couch,
Just chillin’ in my snuggie
Click to MTV, so they can teach me how to dougie
‘Cause in my castle I’m the freaking man

Oh, yes I said it
I said it
I said it ’cause I can

Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

Nothing at all!
Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh
Nothing at all
Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh

Tomorrow I’ll wake up, do some P90X
Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex
And she’s gonna scream out: ‘This is Great’ (Oh my God, this is great!)
Yeah

I might mess around, and get my college degree
I bet my old man will be so proud of me
But sorry pops, you’ll just have to wait
Haha

Oh, yes I said it
I said it
I said it ’cause I can

Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

No, I ain’t gonna comb my hair
‘Cause I ain’t going anywhere
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I’ll just strut in my birthday suit
And let everything hang loose
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh
Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

Nothing at all
Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh
Nothing at all
Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh
Nothing at all

The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars

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Michael

A child of the 80's with all my teeth and appendix. Big fan of Liverpool FC, coffee and loud rock music. Inherent distrust of Volkswagen Passats and peas.

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