Sunday, 8 December 2013

“I don’t Speak English”


So this evening me and my lovely mother went to have dinner at an Italian restaurant.
I have been to this restaurant many times, so I hyped up how great the food and service is… or shall I say…. WAS!
We was greeted by an European girl who took us to our table…
We got our menu’s and made our order
Mum: “I’ll take a latte with a Margherita pizza please”
The woman looked confused so my mum pointed to the text on the menu
Me: “I will take a coke without ice”
the woman looked confused…
Woman: “with ice?”
Me: No without ice…. and I will take a Margherita pizza, with chicken and mushrooms please”
Woman: “What is chicken?”
I looked at her and pointed to the menu
Woman: “Ahhh  si pollo”
Now I am confused
Me: “Yes chicken with mushrooms “
Woman: “Mushrooms?”
I point to the menue
Woman: “ahhh funghi”
I look at her, serious wtf this is a English speaking country and your working within customer service and have no idea of basic English at all.
Anyways, a sexy Italian guy serves me my pizza….
Sexy Italian Man: “Such a big pizza for one person, our are you sharing?”
My mum looks up at him
Me:  ”Sharing? we ordered two pizzas, and our drinks still did not arrive”
Sexy Italian Man: “I am very sorry sir the waitress only ordered 1 pizza without drinks”
Anyways he fixed the mess up, my mother eventually got her food, and we was given discount due to the mishap…
But it made our dinner less enjoyable than it should of been.
I understand business and hiring people on the cheap,
I HAVE BEEN THEIR, DONE THAT, GOT THE T-SHIRT, GOT THE CRAPPY SALARY.
But no English at all in a English speaking country… it’s unjustified.
Customer service is very important, we are all struggling with money, and eating is a luxury for some of us, and having bad service just makes the money become just as bad as leftovers….

ugh, so annoyed lol… I have to vent..


Just saw this post on Facebook, and I have to say it really pissed me off.
“Why must some gay men have to be so flamboyant? I mean, why can’t you be masculine and still love cock? I mean, I love cock and a man’s ass more than anyone, but I am still manly!
Either become a girl and act accordingly or act manly! Who likes feminine, loud & obnoxious men?? 
Furthermore, why do you have a degree and work as a barista? Really? Like, what a waste of money! Aren’t you ashamed? You should be so loud because the whole restaurant can hear you…. OK that’s all lol”
First of all, this crap, expecially coming from a gay man with no photos on his profile, I find hillerious.
I am a CAMP GAY MAN, but it’s not an act, look threw all my childhood photos and you will see how much of a screaming homo I was to become….
Being flamboyant is also not a ‘gay’ thing, I know plenty of heterosexual males who you could question…..
BUT
Looking threw their computer and finding lesbian porn, I believe my gaydar can be off at times.
I hate the whole ‘straight acting’
We as gays have been fighting for years and still continue to do so, yet SEX comes into it always.
You should always accept people for who they are, and not for the fantasy you have of being fucked by a straight guy.
Became as fun as it sounds…. It dont happen, and when it does, give the guy time before you admits you the truth that he was always gay.
STOP JUDGING, AND JUST BE KIND TO PEOPLE
The world is a shit place already without us GAYS Judging each-other also!!!
Rants over..
Piece & Love
TJ


Seriously Katie Hopkins


Your opinions on pretty much EVERYTHING!!!!!
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR MISERABLE BITCH!

RIP Nelson Mandela


So sad! I just saw it on the news this morning.
Such an inspirational and a hero to everyone
Such a loss to South Africa and the world…..
A man who should be remembered for generations to come…
RIP my friend..

Monday, 26 August 2013

THE TIMES Article Here





My TIMES Article ‘Wasted Youth’


Just found an old newspaper which featured an article I had written for The Times newspaper in 2006.
I was asked to write about my eating disorder, as part of the UK’s Eating Disorder Awareness week, I had been sugarcoated for weeks by the magazines journalist, who promised to help me with a book I was writing.
Only to find Monday morning, my photo appearing with the headline ‘WASTED YOUTH’ on the front page, I was embarrassed, and felt I had been taken advantage off.
I only took the offer, of the promise of getting help with my book, I can assure you I was never paid to take part, nor was I ever offered any help/support for my book.
It was a start of my adventures in the media world, where I learned people will use and abuse you no matter, if your young or ill, if a journalist has to use a headline to sell papers, they will do it.
I guess I can say…. within hours my face was used to wrap some greasy fish and  chips…….. which also sums my life as well… LOL
C’est La Vie and FUCK YOU ‘THE TIMES’

G-A-Y Late….. Drunk And I Meet A Boy!


An Italian……
The conversation started over me asking did he have a spare cigarette, and lighter, (CHEEKY QUESTION, BUT HEY IT GOT THE BALL ROLLING) he was charming, very handsome, works in Science………….
Tourist (sniff, sniff)
But apparently comes to London, every month to work, which is nice…
Now its not even possible to have a relationship as its too long distance, but he did teach me a thing or two…
when we exchanged numbers, he got out an old Nokia, I gasp “No Iphone? No Grindr” he laughed…
“No I prefer to meet real guys, and not be let down after building up a huge expectation”
He was right……… I have since deleted all my SHAG aps, and want to try meet guys how mother nature intended us to meet….. IN PERSON, NOT BY A SEXY OVER EDITED PHOTO.
Maybe the Italian was not meant for me as a husband, but he certainly did teach me a thing or two about life……. and was a great Italian Stallion in bed also (but hey I never kiss n tell……… well not about good guys anyways)