Category Archives: OK Day Rant

Happy (insert chosen celebration here)

I had a customer at work yesterday who commented on the automated switchboard recording we have set up on the pone lines. You know the ones, “Thank you for calling whoever we are, press one for sales, press two for returns or press three simply because all numbers take you to the same people”. Well, on ours we have one of the girls record a message to say that we are closed on Christmas day and boxing day. In this message she says “All of us here wish you a Merry Christmas.”

Someone complained.

I realise that Christmas, at it’s very core, is a religious holiday but it is celebrated by so many people in so many different ways that this really has become irrelevant. I am in no way shape or form religious. If I ever did choose a religion it would probably be some form of Budhism, not really sure why, it just speaks to more than the other religions. But yes, I celebrate Christmas, or at least I take advantage of it.

I love buying presents for other people, even if the don’t buy me one! I don’t subscribe to the idea that you need to exchange presents. It is the act of giving that makes this day great and by jingo it feels good to watch someone open up a gift and beam a grin down at whatever it is that was encased in shiny paper.

Yes it may be materialistic and I like getting presents as much as the next girl (Soap and Glory delux bag thank you very much) but it is a day that everyone can stop, even if some people only stop because every one else has. Every one has the opportunity to smile at someone and say “Merry Christmas” simply because that is something you say!

But some old Scrooge called up, wanting simply to place an order, and instead lectured me for 10 minutes (there goes my average call time) about how saying “Merry Christmas” is incredibly insulting to people of other faiths and is as good as direct racism. I told him he was more than welcome to write a letter of complain and address it to the company owners (who happen to be Jewish)

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Posted by on December 25, 2012 in OK Day Rant


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Vive La Resolution!

At this time of year I get some strange urges, the urge to organise my life, the urge to change something about myself, the urge to get myself properly on track. I always make new year resolutions and they never get very much further than the self satisfaction of actually making them. It’s like an alcoholic deciding to stop drinking and congratulating himself with a nice stiff drink.

This year I am determined to make a difference to my life. Over the past few years I have been struck with random bouts of depression of varying degrees of severity. While I am over most of it I do have some demons lurking around inside my head and they seriously need to fly the nest for good!

Someone who has not gone through a stage of depression cannot possibly understand how helpless a person can be against it. I swear if one more person tells me to pull myself together I’m gonna go all old-school Power Rangers on ’em!

“Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent” ~ Marylin Vos

So this year my resolution is going to be to kick this things butt once and (hopefully) for all.

Now I know I can’t do this alone and thankfully I don’t have to. I have a fantastic network of friends who are so supportive and helpful it is unreal! I even have people I consider friends who I have never met and probably never will meet! The internet is a fantastic place and given half the chance I would go all Serial Experiments Lain and abandon this carbon based life of mine for something more silicone. But then that is not really much of a good thing is it?

So, how am I going to get myself out of this rut? Well, I’m going to post here more often, even if that means writing something completely pointless. A friend showed me a fun little website called Mystery Seeker, a bizarre form of Google, and suggested that I type in my predominant emotion at that time and then write a bit about whatever that comes up with.

Another thing I am going to do is a funky little self confidence booster that another online friend put me on to. I’m going to get myself a pretty little glass jar and every time something good, fun or downright amazing happens I am going to write it down on a scrap bit of paper and put it into the jar. Then whenever I am feeling low I can open up my little jar of amazing and see just how many great things really do happen.

It is human nature to focus on the bad things. I see it all the time at work with every email that comes in being about a problem that a customer is having. If you have a bad experience you tend to tell a whole bunch of people about it yet a good experience never gets passed on. You only have to look at a newspaper to realise this. So I’m going to focus on the good things and tell everyone I can about this. Even if it does mean that my twitter page things I’ve gone completely mad.


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Posted by on December 24, 2012 in OK Day Rant


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The age of annonymity

The internet is an amazing place thanks to the fact that it can allow anyone to become whoever they want. This of course can lead potentially to a lot of problems however for a majority of people it allows them to express themselves with more freedom than normal life allows. This is why I have created this on line persona of myself which is a whole load of batshit crazy that I don’t normally allow myself to be out in the real world.

So what happens when the line between them begins o blue? Meeting people whom I only know by user names is something that I have very much enjoyed over recent months but then I realised something. These people only know me as Orange Afterglow, and now they meet the real me. The real me is someone very different and quite possible a sufferer of a mild case of multiple personalities.

It is the thought of people knowing the human behind the pixels hat concerns me. I find myself hesitating on twitter, which not a lot of people do. What if someone sees my post and thinks it is about them? I don’t want to offend people but I have opinions and I would like an outlet for them. If I want to go on line and completely blow my top at a frustrating situation, I don’t want it to be a personal thing.

I don’t eve know what I am saying at the moment! I hate being conflicted!

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Posted by on October 13, 2012 in OK Day Rant


How to win friends and then gross them out!

I once again stepped out of my comfort zone and headed out into the centre of Manchester to meet up with what turned out to be a massive bunch of near perfect strangers who I only know over the internet! In all the years I have considered myself a Browncoat and an Otaku I have never done this before. Only in Bronydom!

Now going to an actual organised convention is one thing and boy-howdy was BUCK ever a thing! But going to a general gathering in the city? yikes. But I put my best hoof forwards and strutted on out to meet a load of new people.

There were one or two familiar faces here and there and after a while I managed to loosen up a bit. And by ‘after a while’ I obviously mean ‘after a few ciders’. The day went rally well just chillin’ in the park as it were, then we headed to a pub and the real fun began.

Now if there is one thing that my friends know about me it;’s that I’m a chatty drunk! I will say anything to anybody regardless of relevance to the topic being discussed at the time. The medical term is Verbal Diarrhoea and I tend to develop a very acute case of this quite quickly. I also tend to turn into a walking, talking chiche which I vaguely remember doing that night. Spouting something about how I had the year from hell (true) and ponies helped me to get through it. No idea where that one came from!!

What normally happens to me when I drink is that I get sleepy. When I start to nod off, time to go home. It seems that now the game has changed. I completely bypassed the sleepy stage and stayed on hyper and disorientated mode for quite a while until the inevitable happened. 7 pints (WOW!) of cider after I started and it starts making my acquaintance again. My problem is I cant remember anything about 15 minutes or so leading up to that point. All I remember is the act, and it’s like I’m remembering it with my eyes closed.

I have no idea who was around me at the time or who was in range. I remember being taken out of the club and sitting down on some steps outside and turning down every offer for a taxi that was thrown my way. I had a tram ticket and I was damn well gonna use it! One of my boys, as they are now being known as following a few hours of erratic swaying and very bad singing, walked/carried/supported me to the tram station and put me on the tram. I was fairly coherent at the time, well, enough so that I would operate my touch screen phone to call for a lift and not end up with 30 anchovy pizzas.

I am rather ashamed of myself. I have always been super critical of people who go out and binge drink and now that is exactly what I have done. People have been telling me that I shouldn’t apologise but I’m sure they are just being polite. I mate a complete fool out of myself in front of a whole bunch of new people I really like and I’m supposed to me 27!!!

Ok, yes! I’m a 27 year old who watches My Little Pony, I know what you are thinking, real mature. Well I happen to think it is! So there! Nanny-nanny boo-boo stick your head in doo-doo!

I am very very thankful that this group of strangers has turned out to be a bunch of people that I could rely on when in a very vulnerable state. I even made it home with my brand new Dr Whooves plushie still in my bag!

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Posted by on September 26, 2012 in OK Day Rant


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The Best Of British

Well, there it goes. The biggest weekend to hit the UK since the Royal Wedding last year. People will be talking about the Queen’s Jubilee weekend for about… oh, a month or so? At least up until the Olympics kick off.

Good grief! I see that the country as a whole shares in my unfortunate hobby of spending money that I haven’t got. Th economy is in crisis and we seem to be throwing party after party. How many billions have been spend for these things? I don’t think the Queen paid for it herself.

Still, I do like the Royal family. Especially Prince Harry (nudge-nudge-wink-wink), the ‘wild child’ of the palace. He’s my age too, which rocks!

It does seem, however, that the royal family are, essentially, a tourist attraction. They bring in an absolute fortune every year from people going to London, waiting at the palace for any glimpse of her, trying to badger the Royal Guards into cracking a smile….

William and Kate have brought a new life into the Royals and I think that this is why the nation, and the world, has turned out in such support.

But, now the hype is over, the bunting is coming down and people are left talking about how Paul McCartney’s voice was creaking a bit when he did his spot at the concert. Rule Britannia, God save the Queen, and peace to all.

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Posted by on June 6, 2012 in OK Day Rant


Me And My Thick-Phone

It seems most everyone has smart phones these days. Phones that can tell them exactly where they are, where they have been and where they are going. Phones that can tell the world what they are doing with just a touch of a button (digital or otherwise). Phones that can ‘think’ for themselves and offer answers to questions. It seems the mobile telephone has visions of replacing human memory altogether.

Me? I just have what I affectionately refer to as my thick-phone. A beautiful purple flip-phone that pretends to have an internet connection, can’t send picture messages and has developed dementia when it comes to Bluetooth. It’s camera considers itself an impressionist, it’s list of ring tones all sound spookily similar and, worst of all, it does not even have ‘Snake’!

But, you know what? I wouldn’t be without it. This phone has lasted me for ….6 years now! And it’s not even a Nokia (never had one… weird I know)! I see all of these people sitting on the bus on their iPhones with their shiny touch screen display all smudged with fingermarks, people with Blackberry’s and their impossibly compacted full QWERTY keyboards, all these people using their smart phones as if these little pieces of technology dictated their daily existence and I think….why?

My thick-phone can call people, it rings when people call me (I even managed to find out how to put an MP3 onto it once… forgot how soon after tho…), it can send AND receive texts. It stores up all mu numbers so my little black book can stay nice and warm tucked up at home in my stuff drawer. It even has Bejewelled (which I had to pay £5 for about 4 years ago) to see me through the boring times but no way of saving my progress for later. It sees me through and it will continue to do so until the day it dies.

Don’t get me wrong. I have found on occasion that my life would have been infinity more amusing if I had the ability to upload photos onto facebook as and when needed. I would love to be able to check twitter for any new celebrity illnesses or possible deaths while I’m on the way to work to give myself something interesting to talk about (Lets face it, all twitter is for these days is an RIP <insert celebrate name> platform with a few undead Beliebers and Trolls mixed in). But I an wait until I’m at home… it gives me that cooling off period which so many people really need to use before they post a tweet or status update about how their boss is an ar……not very nice to them.

So. This is me. Muddling through the forest of new technology with my faithful sturdy thick-phone by my side.
And do you know what? It has a colour screen too!


Posted by on April 27, 2012 in OK Day Rant


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Being a Fandom Writer

When I started my new job a few months ago (gosh has it really been that long already?) I was asked “So what do you do in your spare time?”. Immediately I answered with “I write, mostly” which ended up in a rather embracing and sputtering conversation about what “I write” meant, exactly. I honestly don’t know why I suddenly found myself blushing like a schoolgirl and unable to say “I write fanfics”. Surely it isn’t that embarrassing a thing to be doing now, Is it?

I’ve been writing fanfics for as long as I can remember, I used to act out scenes and make up my own OC’s in my head during school, fantasizing about being one of the Sailor Scouts, leaping around in indecently short skirts in that way that only the Sailor Senshi can manage. I think it was then that I realised that none of my friends shared this rabid fan mentality that I had developed. I remember one day when my friends found some theme tune song lyrics I had copied out into my school planner, they had never heard of the shows and I was so embarrassed that they picked up on that immediately. They teased me for days.

Then as I grew older my fan focus changed and I made the leap from making up stories in my head to committing them on paper. It wasn’t long before I found myself on, publishing my very first story in what would become one of the biggest anime fandoms I have ever seen in my life. Yup, I wrote a Dragonball Z fanfic. <insert groan here>

I was using a different pen name back then but the story is still up there, tho it hasn’t been reviewed in years. I found myself falling for one very specific sub-fandom within this army of fangirls and boys, scouring the internet for any additional DBZ fix they could get. Yes, I wrote what is commonly referred to as a B/V. Quite possibly the most popular and widely written couple in all of fandom (And no, I do not have any statistics). My story, “Second chances” got some very good reviews and, I am pleased to say, no flames that I can remember. Except for one person who asked a question after reading half way through the story that was answered in the very next chapter.  This person I did not reply to as any reply that could have been sent would have amounted to “Errm, try reading this bit here.”

I left it at that for years, simply writing the odd story on my computer and saving into the wasteland that was my external hard drive, never to see the light of day. Instead of posting, I read everything I could in the B/V universe. I don’t think there is a well written fic out there that I didn’t read.

And then I found my true fandom.

When I first saw Megamind, on a DVD I stole from my brother, I watching it twice in one day. And then every day for the next few weeks. I know it by heart, I grinned manically at the “Temptress scene” and then laughed myself into oblivion when I watching it again and saw Minion’s face. I sat there listening in fascination to the director’s commentary, seeing things that I would never have noticed, shouting at them for spending so much time on the ‘continuity’ of Metroman being in the evil lair for a split second behind megamind, but not making sure the blue man’s expression matched during the flashback scene later on in the movie.

Aaaand then, I found the fandom. And WOW! I have read most of the fics on now, except for the ones who’s writing style would grate too much on my nerves. Not that I’m snobbish but there are some basic rules to writing that people should follow. I know my spelling is terrible and my grasp of grammar is basic at best but sentence and paragraph structure when writing in English is a staple and should always be followed. Having said that I have never really been one to shout at someone for writing in a way I do not like.  I simply don’t read it. Other people will and other people will like it, no one needs me leaving a nasty review saying “This looks terrible, go back to school.”

And now, I am the author of…god knows how many fics now, written in both first and third person. I now have two plot bunnies biting my ankles, the larger of the two is the one for Complicated Simplicity, which is going amazingly well. I can’t believe I have had so many reviews so quickly! The other story, “Whatever you are, be a good one” is on hold but it is still bubbling away, I am re-editing the whole story as it has degenerated into a “And this happened and then this and thins AND then THIS goes horribly wrong…” and so on. I’m being very careful to interlace emotional monologuing and character development into the chapters between the ‘stuff blowing up’ and the ‘hanky panky’.

So why do I find something I enjoy so much so embarrassing? Maybe for the same reason I write and post under a pen name. This is part of OAG’s life, it is her on-line existence that revolves around this universe. Out in the real world I’m just a girl still living with her parents, working a job selling outdoor clothing (If any of you have ever phoned in to buy Bear Grylls clothing you might have talked to me). Maybe I have some kind of split personality. But then maybe I’m over thinking this a bit too much.

I tend to do that.

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Posted by on April 9, 2012 in Fanfiction, OK Day Rant


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