Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Idiots with authority part 1

If there is one thing that I have learned during my whole working life, it is not to let-never to let a person who is in a higher role than you to treat you like crap. No matter how much you need the job, no matter how desperate you are for the money, there is no way a person should stay in a job if a manager or supervisor or anyone above them is making them feel worthless. I understand that people do have commitments and children etc, but in this country, the government seems to love giving people money if they don't have a job so things will be fine. If you really don't like a particular person that is of higher authority and you choose to stay in the job, then it will just make you miserable. You will go home each day from work feeling small and it will affect you for the rest of your day. You will become moody and behave in a way you normally wouldn't. The last thing anyone wants to do when they get home from work is to have work on their mind or to have someone from work on their minds who has pissed them off in some way. I know that most people in any job will moan about higher authority. But I am talking about when they make you feel like you want to kick them in their faces or something worse. Some people with authority think that they can take it and shove it down your throat and in some cases the smaller the authority, the bigger the shove can seem to be.



I am going to give just 2 examples of managers that I have dealt with in the past. Just 2 examples for now. Both were "women" and both happened to be beastly, sick, grotesque excuses for human beings.



The first one was when I was working in a cinema about 6 years ago. People at work used to call her Hitler however I thought that was a bit too extreme. My name for her was Trunchbull (the headmistress from the book Matilda, I will never watch the film as the book is one of my favourite books of all time and wouldn't want anything to ruin that) the 2nd. The only way I could describe Trunchbull the 2nd is that she seemed like she had spawned from a wild boar and an ape. When we first opened the cinema, there were about 60 staff members-it went down to 30 as most people left because of her. She would make people feel so small by yelling at them in front of other staff and customers too. I remember her making a few people cry by shouting at them. One time I wasn't due to be in-or so I thought as the had rota changed and nobody had bothered to tell me-she rang me. I explained that I hadn't been told that the rota had changed but I had to come into work anyway. When I did come in, she yelled at me in front of about 20 people, shouting with flecks of saliva spluttering from her big mouth onto my face. I calmly told her not to get so excited and she then proceeded to ban me from watching a film for free (the only perk of the job) for 3 weeks. I had done nothing wrong! Over the next few months there were tons of occasions when this kind of incident took place. I told myself that I wasn't going to be like all the other members of staff and give in, I was going to be strong and fight this beast with all that I had. I was a good worker damn it. One time on the concessions stand on a Saturday evening where there were supposed to be 6 people serving, there were just 2 including me.



It got ridiculously busy for about 2 and a half hours, throughout the time I kept wondering where the hell the rest of the staff were. Masses and masses of people were wanting to be served shouting that they were "going to miss the start of the movie" and "jumbo coke, jumbo coke, jumbo coke" was all I heard for the next 3 days. Eventually after it quietened down, me and my colleague were congratulating each other on a job well done and I leant on the back of the counter completely exhausted and considering myself to be a hero of some sort when Trunchbull the 2nd came to the counter. Thinking she was going to congratulate us for working so hard, she actually yelled at me.... for leaning. "CUSTOMERS DON'T WANT TO SEE SLOUCHING, STOP BEING SO LAZY" My reaction was to yell back, "I HAVE JUST BEEN DOING 3 PEOPLES' WORTH OF WORK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD." Needless to say that this angered the beast and she proceeded to ban me for another week from watching films. I then decided to leave and that I was going to hand my notice in and that somehow, someway I needed to get my own back. The beast had won too many battles, but not the war.



So a couple of weeks later I handed my notice in. I had a casual job in the evenings, but this wasn't going to be enough money for the next few months but I couldn't stay at the cinema anymore. On the last day I still wasn't sure what I was going to do. I wanted to see how she felt when being humiliated and so decided to go on the tannoy system. Make my feelings known about Trunchbull the 2nd to the whole cinema world as well as doing impressions of her (animal noises like a baboon as that is what she sounded like). The microphone was next to the cash office where the beast was in and I was on it for about 90 seconds until she came charging out. I ran. You have to understand how this beast was. Constantly angry and scary and when she came running after me I dread to think what she would have done to me if she caught me. Maybe rip me apart with her teeth?? She chased me outside and then I turned and faced her. We argued for about 15 minutes and I told her what a bad manager and a bad person she was-she then started to have tears coming out of her eyes and for one brief moment, I felt sorry for her and then I remembered the amount of times she made other people cry for no reason and this was for them!  During the following 2 weeks I had people coming up to me in the streets, people I'd never met before telling me what I did was great-I think so too.



Part 2 of my examples of bad managers will be soon.  This "woman" was hairier than me and in some ways , was more evil than The Trunchbull.

Sunday, 2 January 2011

Music, Acting, Performance and People

I recently went to a live music venue to watch a band play. An unsigned band.  Manchester has pretty much always been about up and coming acts and it is a great city in the fact that there are so many live venues for artists to perform in any day of the week.

Although lately, the past 3 years or so, as much as I hate saying this, it seems to be that less and less people are actually watching live musicians. In some cases, it is almost as if people are waiting for the live bands to finish before they even want to enter the building and then they will just end up dancing and cavorting to whatever music might be playing. Not that there is anything wrong with dancing and cavorting, but why go to a live music place and then not see the musicians that are playing??

I understand when you go to see signed musicians and how frustrating it can be when you really want a ticket only to find that they have been sold out when you know that there are a lot of touts who buy as many tickets as they can and then sell them on to the real fans for a profit. Having worked at a major gig venue myself, I already know that there is nothing you can do to stop this. It is such a shame. It is like if you finally get signed as a musician and get a massive fan base, it is really difficult to be able to play for them all. And from the fans' point of view, you have to fork out a small fortune to people who do not even care about the music industry to watch a band you like. Although I do like watching live music, these are some things that I really don't like.

One thing that I really hate is when people join bands because they think it's cool. People that have no passion and no soul whatsoever. It is just a thing that really annoys me. If you happen to look cool whilst you are doing your thing then fair enough, but people who actually pick up an instrument and then suddenly think that they are Gods gift to the universe is just pathetic. What makes it worse is that their "groupies" (these are people that just follow certain bands around and basically just need to get a life) also think that whoever they are following are Gods gift too and think that they themselves are cool because they can sing along to the songs when in reality they are all just losers. This can make the performers so arrogant. It isn't good to watch and I find it quite off putting.

Whilst I was in college, I went to the theatre countless times and watched tons of performances. Apart from college shows, I also found that a lot of actors I saw would also generally be really snooty and up themselves. Whether their acting was good or not, they for some reason thought that they were some kind of wonderful breed of people that seemed to know everything. Plus there is so much bitchiness in the acting world. I remember going for a part once and got talking to some guy who lived in Manchester like I do. It took me 2 hours on the train to arrive at the destination for the audition and as this guy drove, he offered me a lift back. Anyway, we did our pieces and mine happened to be a lot better than his. He ended up storming off and I never did get the lift home he offered. Ironically, I didn't even get the part. But then neither did the overweight idiot.

Not to stereotype everyone (I know what it is like to be stereotyped believe me and it just goes to show how idiotic and narrow minded people are), I also found that theatre goers can be quite snooty too. Now I really don't know why this is the case as I cannot understand it. It is a strange thought that people who watch the theatre can be up themselves. I feel like i need to reiterate that I am not talking about everyone who go to the theatre, I am just talking about the majority of people who I have come across whilst in the past going to the theatre.

It gets really weird when I think about going to the theatre now-although I haven't been in ages, as a person who did Drama for 5 years, I still would have an interest in going but do think about what the people on stage would be like and what the audience would be like too. As for going to watch a band, the environment can be really strange. The last one I went to was an indie place where nearly all the guys were wearing ties (they were trying to be cool) and all the girls looked the same (fake tan, hair extensions and general grossness). Most of these people actually came in the building after the bands had finished playing and there was nothing unique about anyone. I also found that I was being given strange looks by a good few people. Why?? I don't know-I think it was because I didn't have a tie on-ironically whilst I was in college, I did go through a stage where I wore ties a lot. I would get weird looks for doing that. So I wear a tie, I get weird looks, I don't wear a tie and I still get weird looks. Pretty much a no win situation.

So what puts me off performing?? Well, it is admittedly nerve racking performing songs that I have written myself, imagine being in an environment where you are performing to a load of idiots in ties and to a load of girls who look like cheap prostitutes?? But i am a bit of a hypocrite as I always go on about how you have to win people over if you are a live musician and not play for whoever would like your type of music-I actually honestly don't even know if anyone would like the songs I play. As for acting-I really do feel that I would now prefer to be on stage as myself rather than someone else. Unfortunately, in the environments that I am currently in-I feel like nobody knows anything about me at all.

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Conversation from work # 2

Work colleague:- She is pretty. Don't you think so?

Me:-                    She is alright. Not really that pretty. Not much about her.

Work colleague:- Oh.... right. I assume that you just go for Indian girls then?

Me:-                    No. The work colleague then replied:-Oh....but....what would your parents say if you went for a white girl??  Would they be against it?? Are they religious?? My reply was:-What would that have to do with what kind of girls I like?? The work colleague then proceeded to say:-  Well, would you get into trouble if you took a white girl home with you?? Some religions are mad, you can't do anything. So are you different then?? What kind of stuff do you do?? Or are you more British like us??

Me:-                      I am nothing like you.

I then walked out of the room. This, as well as the other "conversation from work" on this blog is a word for word conversation that took place.

Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Goodbye Mahendra

I thought that seeing as I was unable to say anything at the funeral, then it would be easier for me to write something now, but that seems difficult too.

There was so much that my uncle went through in life. Just after he regained full health and was so full of life again, he passed away. It just doesn't make any sense.

I think that everybody who knew my uncle can all learn something from him and that is that no matter how bad things can get in your life, no matter what you have to go through, you can still always look on the positive side of things and keep smiling and laughing and being jolly and making other people happy. This is a very rare quality to have but there is no reason why everyone including myself can't be like this.

Rest In Peace Mahendra Kaka .Hopefully I am wrong and that there is a heaven as that is where you deserve to be.

Monday, 15 November 2010

Karma or just a load of crap??

A few years ago I told one of my then work colleagues that for something good to happen to me-a lot of bad things always seemed to have to happen first. I then read this same statement in a Spider-man graphic novel a week later and at the time, I couldn't believe how strange that was.

I used to think that anytime you did something bad, it would come back to get you in some way. I would always constantly think about bad things that I had done in my life and always wondered how and what I could do to make karma not want to punish me. Even though I firmly believe that you make your own decisions and your own path in life, I also believe that things are always going to try and break you and I also used to believe that past misdeeds would come back to haunt you. But now I am not so sure.

There are so many cruel idiots in the world. Nothing bad I see even surprises me anymore. As I have mentioned before, I would always question people as to why they were behaving in such a way-they would never have an answer purely because they would never need an answer because Karma hasn't done anything to them. Their lives aren't bad, so why would they need to question themselves?? One of many examples is how many times do you hear about a woman staying with her unfaithful boyfriend?? Or a husband that beats her?? You hear about it all the time. The woman still stays with them. "But he really loves me, I know he does" or "But he will change for me, he told me so" etc etc etc..... But the point is that she will stay with him because she is punishing herself. The guy will never then need to think that he needs to change. Why should he as this is the kind of behaviour is what the girl must like so therefore he will never have to wonder if Karma will come to get him. As much as I love Manchester United, it was strange that after the Wayne Rooney cheating on his wife with 2 prostitutes story came out, his wife ended up staying with him and he ended up getting a pay rise from the club from £100,000 a week to up to £250,000! Is this Karma??

I saw a complete idiot who was one of the Pakistanis who bullied me in school. He also repeatedly used to sexually harass a girl in one of my classes. At the time I was too much of a coward. Way too much. (Just want to mention that he is probably one of the ugliest people in the history of all people). I was convinced that sooner or later his life will become so bad it would be unbearable and that he would want to commit suicide. That is if he wasn't killed in some horrible way first. When I saw him, he was getting out of a brand new Range Rover with his wife/girlfriend and son. He was laughing (Ugliest laugh I have ever heard) and didn't notice me. So much for fucking karma. (First time I have sworn on my blog) I mean there could be many problems in his life and stuff but from where I was standing, that didn't seem the case. Is this Karma??

I then started to think that maybe it was all just random chaos and anything could happen to anyone at anytime. But that thought didn't last too long in my head.

I think now, it has come to the point where I am actually starting to believe that you have to be evil to have a good life. You have to do bad things and then good things will happen. I would never in my life encourage people to do bad things nor would I ever purposely do bad things. But it seems that if you want to be happy then this is the way to go.

There could be a heaven. There could be a hell. Where the people mentioned above might just burn for eternity. But I'm beginning to think that people feel the need to believe that heaven and hell must exist to make sense of this all. People need to believe. What is the point in living life and watching people who don't deserve happiness be happy and more better off?? If I knew for sure that there was a hell then it probably wouldn't bother me as much. But let's face reality-there isn't a heaven or hell most probably and as harsh as it sounds, our bodies probably just rot and then we end up getting forgotten about.

There just doesn't seem to be much justice in the world.

As for our souls?? Things like The X Factor, Pop music and Facebook have probably long killed them by the time we die. Well, long killed most of them.

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Diwali

Diwali-Also known as "The festival of light" is simply beautiful. During Diwali, candles are lit to signify  the triumph of good over evil and also to signify the inner light of purity within oneself. That there can be good in all man. That in total darkness there can still be light. That there can still be hope. It represents to commit good deeds and bring us closer to divinity.

It's probably the only time in the year where my family all actually get along with each other. The only time in the year where I actually think that things are OK. No matter how bad things might be-things are still OK-if that even makes sense.

There are stories-lots of stories, amazing stories that should be read. There are a ton of books and a ton of websites which will explain the best part of the year more better than I ever could. Please check them out.

Wednesday, 27 October 2010

Everyone wants to laugh

Whilst I was in college studying Drama, anytime we were given something to improvise, most of the time everyone including myself, would do something funny. Make people laugh. This was the easy thing to do and a safe option. You could easily do something silly, say something funny, anything really and people would laugh. If anyone was given a task to make someone cry, it would be a lot more difficult to do. This isn't because the person isn't able to make other people cry-it's because people who are watching and listening are too afraid to be sad. How many times do you hear people say "Oh I don't like that song, it's too depressing" or, "I can't watch that film, it makes me cry." These are people that are afraid to connect with their emotions. Kurt Vonnegut once even said:-

 "Laughter and tears are both responses to both frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterwards."

Now there is nothing wrong with this at all. Who wouldn't want to be constantly happy all the time?? However in the current way of the world, this is actually impossible to do unless you were on some kind of happy pills. But surely it is better to be however your feeling, regardless of what others might say?? Regardless to what you might have to "clean up".

If I went into work and spoke to one of my colleagues or if I spoke to one of the many acquaintances I have and said something along the lines of "I'm feeling really down today, I feel so sad, I don't think I can take much more of life", people would believe it or not-laugh. Their response would be something like "Oh Muk, ha ha, he is always depressed ha ha". They would be too afraid to want to actually even want to talk to me seriously and cast aside what I would truly be feeling and pass it off as a joke. People that actually really know me, which is unfortunately not many anymore, would probably want to sit down and talk to me. The majority of the people who read this blog seem to focus on the few funny bits rather than the serious ones.

I am not saying that everyone should be sad. I'm not saying everyone should go around and be downbeat and have negative feelings all the time. I'm trying to say that everyone should just feel how they are feeling and not act out an emotion. If you're happy, be happy. If you're sad, be sad. If you're angry, then be angry. But don't kid yourself to be feeling something you're not as this can just send your soul into oblivion.

Pablo Neruda once said "Laughter is the language of the soul". That could be true, but only if you really feel like laughing. Otherwise it is better to cry then to pretend.