De Craciunul acesta, sa ne scriem povestea!

Pentru mine, Craciunul este mai mult decat o sarbatoare. Incepand cu varsta de 5 anisori mi-am impachetat frumos, intr-un cufar vechi creat de bunicii mei tamplari cate o amintire din fiecare an de Craciun petrecut impreuna cu cei dragi. Micutul cufar are magia lui si fiecare lucru in parte spune cate o poveste.  

Primul lucrusor din cufar este o jumatate din mustata unui mos deghizat. Imi reamintesc si acum cu zambetul pe buze, de data cand parintii mei, vrand sa imi faca o bucurie au angajat un mos fals. Cand am realizat ca persoana in costumul rosu nu este adevaratul mos Craciun am inceput sa trag cu putere de mustata mult prea alba si mult prea lunga pentru a fi reala. M-am ales cu o jumatate de mustata „artizanala” si cu multe cadouri in acel an, insa cel mai pretios dar a fost reactia celor dragi si chicotele de veselie starnite.  

Al doilea lucrusor este o manusa rupta. Acea manusa provine din clipele cand in primii ani am mers cu colinda, precum este datina. Pe frigul naprasnic ce se asternuse in luna decembrie, cu fulgi de nea desi si vant suierator m-am pornit impreuna cu cativa colegi sa ne colindam vecinii din sat. Cu nasurile reci, lacrimi in ochisori si bujori in obrajori, cantam binecunoscutul colind: „Iata vin colindatori”, trecand de la o casa la alta cu entuziasm si bucurie in suflet, ca vestim nasterea Domnului.  

La despartirea de colegii mei, am mai mers cateva ulite singura. Ma gandeam la cat de bucuroasa eram, ca in acel an am strans foarte multe dulciuri si o suma bunicica de bani si ma grabeam intr-un mers incalcit prin vifornita, sa impart bucuria cu cei de acasa. Nu mica mi-a fost mirarea cand la o ulita pana acasa, la poarta unui vecin am zarit cativa copii sarmani. Erau veniti dintr-un sat vecin, de la cativa zeci de kilometri departare, pe jos. Micutii aveau hainele vechi, rupte si mult prea subtiri pentru gradele de afara. Cand mi-am coborat ochii catre picioare am zarit o sacosa imbotita, pe un sfert plina cu niste mere lovite si un colt de cozonac. In mana aveau 5.000 de lei (echivalentul a 50 de bani noi) si in ochi lacrimi. Fara sa gandesc le-am dat rucsacul meu, cu dulciuri si bani impreuna cu manusile impletite de mama, de lana calduroasa si intepatoare.  

Nu pot explica in cuvinte cat de bucurosi erau copii si cat de multe zambete am adus in acea seara. Le-am oferit tot ceea ce aveam in schimbul unor zambete si multumiri indestulatoare. Desi aveam doar 11 ani, stiam ca fac un lucru demn si de apreciat, eram multumita de mine. Zambind in sinea mea, mi-am croit pasii incalciti prin nametii greoi. Atunci cand am ajuns acasa nu aveam rucsacul cu dulciuri si manusile de la mama. Dar aveam un zambet larg in obrajii reci si dragoste in suflet. Ah, si manusa rupta de la un copil nevoias care nu stiu cum, a ramas la mine.  

Al treilea lucrusor are o insemnatate aparte pentru mine. In acel an de Sfantul Craciun am inteles importanta familiei in viata unei persoane si am invatat sa pretuiesc ceea ce am. In cadrul scolii am facut niste pachete pentru copii de la un orfelinat din judet. Am strans bani, leut cu leut si am creat cateva cadouri semnificative.  

Imi amintesc parca era ieri. Ne pornisem la drum pe o ceata groasa si pe un frig naprasnic. Din pacate, ninsoarea si inghetul nu poposira inca insa acel frig era prevestitor. Am ajuns in cateva ore la acel orfelinat, impreuna cu profesorii si colegii din cadrul liceului. La intrare ne-au intampinat „dascalii” si ingrijitorii acelui loc.  

Copii au pregatit un mic moment pentru noi, oaspetii lor. Am ascultat colinde si uraturi, sorcove si ritualuri specifice Craciunului. Fiecare copil era talentat in felul lui si fiecare copil in parte isi cunostea rolul la perfectie. Toata sceneta ce se asternea in fata noastra era ca un film bine jucat in care protagonistii erau oameni in miniatura cu suflete de aur.  

La finalul scenetei am impartit darurile. In ochii copiilor puteai citi din departare nerabdarea si dorinta, afectiunea si nevinovatia. Imi amintesc ca eu am daruit cadoul meu unui baietel. Cred ca avea la vreo 5-6 ani, era imbracat decent cu camasa si bluzita peste. Faptul izbitor la infatisarea acelui copil erau ochii sai, de un albastru briliant si o stralucire aparte. Pe cat de frumosi aratau, pe atat de tristi erau. Imi amintesc ca atunci cand m-a vazut ca ma indrept inspre el cu cadoul frumos impachetat am vazut o sclipire de speranta in ochi. Mi-a zambit si in coltul guritei i se ascundea sfios o gropita. A desfacut cadoul in fata mea, plin de uimire si satisfactie, nestiind ce sa apuce mai intai. Cu ochii in lacrimi, tremurand, a lasat cadoul deoparte si m-a imbratisat foarte strans. In urmatoarele clipe lacrimi calde si induiosatoare se scurgeau aievea pe fata copilului, ce spunea: „Nu pleca, te rog!”  

Nu stiam cum sa reactionez, emotionata m-am aplecat catre copil si l-am strans mai tare in brate si i-am soptit la ureche: „E bine, sunt aici acum! Dar nu iti fie frica, Dumnezeu e mereu cu tine! Nu esti singur!”  

La plecare, copilul pe care am ajuns sa aflu ca il chema Albert mi-a lasat o mica jucarie de plus, un mic ursulet, spalat de timp si lacrimi. Acum avea alte jucarii si voia ca si eu sa am ceva, un mic dar de la Albert.  

In vechiul cufar sunt mai multe lucruri si in fiecare an adaug cate un element semnificativ care sa marcheze un alt Craciun. In fiecare an, un alt lucru scrie o noua poveste magica.  

Asadar, in cinstea cufarului cu povesti, anul acesta voi adauga un nou lucru, o noua emotie. Pe data de 4 decembrie 2018, Opera Comica pentru Copii organizeaza cea de-a patra editie a spectacolului „Poveste de Craciun” la Sala Polivalenta din Bucuresti. Poveste de Craciun este un spectacol mozaic in regia lui Cristian Mihailescu, ce reuneste nume mari din artele spectacolului.  

Noi, in calitate de public, vom avea ocazia sa luam parte la momente cu artisti lirici si Baletul Operei Comice pentru Copii cu multi invitati supriza.  

Craciunul acesta, in 2018, haideti sa ne scriem povestea in cel mai frumos mod alaturi de micuti talentati cu suflete de aur si oameni valorosi!

Thought of the day 9#

      Nici nu stiu cu ce ar trebui sa incep… .Ma rezum totusi la faptul ca mi-a fost dor de blog, de voi. Am avut o saptamana incarcata de sentimente si intamplari, care mai de care mai ample si mai putin iritante.

Dupa cum am povestit in articolele precedente, am finalizat un capitol prematur inceput din aceasta viata. Acum, sunt in cautarea unui nou capitol, mai bun si prosper insa din pacate nu-mi gasesc inspiratia, imi lipsesc randuri din cartea vietii si privesc la pagini goale.

Caut raspunsuri in locuri diverse, ma afund in amalgamuri de noi informatii si acumulez… din pacate mari nimicuri.

Imi petrec ore in sir in fata ecranului alb, pe site-uri specializate cautand indicii despre viitor, despre scopuri si dorinte. Ma innec intr-o baie de multime, socializez cu necunoscuti dar nimeni nu pare sa imi fure inima. Tot ceea ce acumulez sunt promisiuni si fagaduieli desarte.

Ma afund in ganduri felurite si visez la noi apusuri, la noi orizonturi.

Un element statornic si din ce in ce mai prezent este speranta. Si incapatinarea. Faptul ca imi cunosc puterile si aspiratiile ma determina sa nu renunt, sa duc lupta la un alt nivel. De foarte multe ori, din pacate ma lovesc de ziduri mari prin care nu trec sabiile launtrice si razboiul se opreste pentru cateva momente.

In ciuda lacrimilor amar-sarate ce se revarsa pe chip, imi ridic armele ca un soldat ranit si continui sa caut raspunsuri, continui sa caut o cale de iesire.

Un lucru e cert si sigur. Inapoi nu am cum sa ma mai intorc, si o cale de mijloc nu exista. Din toate incercarile la care am fost supusa pana in prezent am invatat ca trebuie sa imi pastrez calmul si orice as face nu trebuie sa renunt.

Sansele mele exista, chiar daca in acest moment ma invart intr-un cerc de ceata si nesiguranta. Va aparea si locul potrivit pentru mine, doar ca se afla pe undeva, la capatul vreunui tunel intunecat.

Sunt constienta ca aceasta incercare are un rol important si voi avea ceva de invatat. De asemenea stiu ca in urma acestui capitol incetosat ultimele randuri vor concluziona de ce restul paginilor sunt voalate, si ca de fapt trebuiau simtite nicidecum citite limpede.

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English version


I do not even know what I should start with … . I still have to summarize the fact that I missed the blog, I missed you. I have had a week full of emotions and events that were more ample and less irritating.

As I have mentioned in the previous articles, I have completed a premature chapter from this life. Now, I’m looking for a new chapter, better and prosperous, but unfortunately I can not find my inspiration, I miss the rows of the book of life and look at blank pages.
I’m looking for answers in various places, I am amalgamous with new information and I am collecting … unfortunately nothing importantly big.

I spend hours in front of the white screen on specialized sites looking for clues about the future, about goals and desires. I drown in a bath of many unknown people, socialize with strangers, but nobody seems to steal my heart. All that I accumulate are vague promises.
I am caught in various thoughts and I dream of new landscapes and new horizons.

A steadfast and more and more present element is hope. And stubborness. Being aware of my powers and aspirations causes me not to give up, to take the fight to another level. Many times, unfortunately, they hit me with large walls that do not cross the inner swords and the war stops for a few moments.

Despite the bitter-salty tears streaming over my face, I pick up my weapons as a wounded soldier and continue to look for answers, continuing to look for a way out.

One thing is certain.I can not get back, and a middle way does not exist. From all the trials I have been subjected to so far I have learned that I must keep my calm and whatever I do I do not have to give up.

My chances exist, even if at this moment I’m in a circle of fog and insecurity. There will also be a right place for me, just somewhere at the end of a dark tunnel.

I am aware that this test has an important role and I will have something to learn. I also know that after this blurred chapter the last lines will conclude why the rest of the pages are veiled, and that they really should not have been read but felt crystal clean.


Sfarsitul unui capitol inceput prematur/The End of a Chapter Began Prematurely

         Stiti acel moment din viata cand credeti ca totul merge ca pe roate? Cand esti fericit ca ai un job decent in domeniu, cand in familie si in viata de cuplu lucrurile par sa infloreasca pe zi ce trece? Si apoi, mai stiti, din nou, cand unul din acesti stalpi ai vietii se prabuseste? …. .

Deunazi am luat decizia de a inceta cooperarea cu societatea la care lucram. Am ales in acest mod deoarece am simtit ca nu este pentru mine, ca nu fac ceea ce trebuie.

Serviciul trebuie sa fie locul in care mergi cu placere, in care desfasori activitatile intr-un mod calm, fara batai de cap, locul in care mergi cu gandul ca stii ce trebuie sa faci, ca esti necesar si indispensabil. Or, cand situatia se prezinta in mod opus, cand este dezorganizare, cand se utilizeaza un limbaj nepotrivit si tonul, volumul cu care ti se adreseaza este dur si ridicat iti pierzi din avant si speranta.

Recunosc ca sunt afectata. Mi-am pus toata dorinta, toata speranta si tot sufletul in acest proiect. Am crezut ca acel job este pentru mine, ca ma defineste si ca voi ajunge sa ma dezvolt intr-un mediu familial, placut si cald.

O lectie de viata

      Desi am petrecut 3 luni in cadrul acelei companii, nu regret. Am avut de invatat cateva lucruri esentiale, ce cred eu, m-au slefuit agresiv si cu rost:

    1. In primul rand, lumea nu e roz. Nu toata lumea iti este prietena si in nici un caz nu toata lumea iti vrea binele;
    1. Nimeni nu o sa te ajute in evolutia ta, si daca iti doresc o ascensiune atunci tu esti singura persoana ce ti-o poate asigura;
    1. Ai grija ce comportament afisezi fata de ceilalti, fii atenta ce sentimente si stari daruiesti celor din jur, pot fi interpretate gresit. Nu te plange, ridica-te precum un pheonix din propria cenusa si mergi mai departe;
    1. Cheia catre o cariera de succes nu este sa te pui bine pe langa sefi. Poate, pe moment ti se poate arata „o fata morgana”, poate o sa intalnesti persoane fara stima de sine. Refuza din start si continua drumul tau; daca consideri ca nu esti lasata  in pace sa iti desfasori activitatile, pleaca.
    1. Fiecare persoana are propriile griji, nevoi si aspiratii. Insirandu-le pe ale tale in fata lor nu numai ca nu o sa te faca sa cresti, dar o sa te faca sa devii si slab;
    1. Ai grija ce vorbesti; vorbeste putin, calm si cu sens. Sunt unele informatii ce poate pentru tine par nesemnificative dar pentru altii sunt importante si secrete;
    1. Asculta inainte sa vorbesti. E posibil sa ai mai mult de castigat daca dai mai multa atentie cuvintelor celorlalti, e posibil sa eviti un anumit esec;
    1. Nu te grabi!!! Pentru mine, aceasta este o adevarata corvoada. Personal am fost extrem de iute si zapacita, nu ascultam pana la capat si faceam lucrurile rapid si fara noima. In momentul cand am realizat acest lucru si am facut lucrurile in logica si calm, mi s-a reprosat ca sunt inceata si ca nu gandesc logic; persoanele au tinut sa creada ce au intuit de la inceput despre mine si m-au invinuit si pe parcurs pentru acel defect, desi l-am corectat.
  1. Nu te pierde in fata persoanelor cu „grade”. In fata lui Dumnezeu, toti suntem egali, faptul ca sunt anumite persoane ce au functii mai inalte decat tine nu ar trebui sa te intimideze. Priveste persoanele in ochi serios, si afirma-te. Daca ai dreptate si ai facut ceea ce este corect, atunci nu ar trebui sa existe probleme.
  2. Apreciaza ceea ce ai. Desi am schimbat multe joburi pe parcursul studiilor, nu am realizat vreodata ca atmosfera de la locul de munca poate fi atat de importanta.
  3. Pastreaza o postura corecta. Adopta o pozitie dreapta, fara maini incrucisate si fara maini la spate. Vei parea mai demn si mai serios.
  4. Multumeste-i lui Dumnezeu. Este un motiv prin care ai trecut prin ce ai trecut. Poate ca Dumnezeu a vrut sa te incerce, sa iti testeze abilitatile si caracterul, sa te slefuiasca. Desi ai obosit in parcurgerea acelui munte, desi privelistea de final nu se compara cu ce te asteptai, ceea ce este cu adevarat important este calatoria, drumul parcurs si ce ai invatat.

La sfarsitul acestui articol vreau sa subliniez ca nu regret decizia luata, si ca in nici un caz nu imi pare rau ca am petrecut 3 luni de zile in cadrul acelei companii. Consider ca am invatat lucruri importante si esentiale ce ma vor ajuta la viitorul job si care ma vor forma ca persoana in aceasta viata.

„Sfârşitul nu este nici sfârşit, nici început, ci o continuare, cu toată înţelepciunea pe care ne-o insuflă experienţa.” – Hal Borland.

English version

        Do you know that moment in your life when you think everything is going well? When you are happy that you have a decent job in the field, when in the family and in the life of the couple things seem to blossom by the day that passes? And then, do you know again, when one of these poles of life collapses?

I made the decision to end the cooperation with the society I worked for. I chose this because I felt it was not for me that I was not doing the right thing.

The work place should be the place where you are enjoying pleasure, doing your activities calmly, without headaches, the place you are thinking about knowing you have to do, that you are necessary and indispensable. 

Or, when the situation is opposite, when it’s disorganized, when you use inappropriate language and tone, the volume you are addressing is tough and high, you are losing out of self respect and hope.

I admit I’m affected. I have put all my desire, hope and soul into this project. 

I thought that job is for me, that it defines me and that I will grow up in a family environment, pleasant and warm.

A lesson of life

Although I spent time in that company, I do not regret it. 

I had to learn a few essential things, which I think, polished me aggressively and purposefully:

  1. First of all, the world is not pink. Not everyone is your friend and under no circumstances not everyone wants your good;
  2. Nobody will help you in your evolution, and if I want you to ascend, then you are the only person who can assure you;
  3. Be careful about what behavior you are posing to others, be careful what feelings and attitude you give to others around you can be misinterpreted. Do not cry, get up like a pheonix from your ashes and move on;
  4. The key to a successful career is not getting along well with bosses. Perhaps, for the moment, the situation can look like a „morgan girl,” maybe you’ll meet people without self-esteem. Refuse from the start and continue your journey; if you think you are not left alone to carry out your activities, leave.
  5. Every person has his own worries, needs and aspirations. By insisting yours in front of them not only will not make you grow, but it will make you weak too;
  6. Mind your Language; speaks a little, calm and meaningful. There are some information that may seem insignificant to you, but others are important and secret;
  7. Listen before you talk. You may have more to gain if you pay more attention to the words of others, you may avoid a certain failure;
  8. Do not rush!!! For me, this was a real chore. Personally, I was extremely quick and messy, I did not listen to the end, and I was doing things quickly and bluntly. When I did this and did things in logic and calm, they reproached that I was slow and that I dont think logically; people wanted to believe what they had first guessed about me and blamed me for the defect, even though I corrected it.
    9.
    Do not lose yourself in front of people with „grades”. In the face of God, we are all equal, the fact that there are certain persons with higher functions than you should not intimidate. Look in the eye seriously, and speak. If you are right and did what is right, then there should be no problems.
  9. Appreciate what you have. Although I have changed many jobs throughout my studies, I have never realized that the atmosphere at work can be so important.
  10. Keep a correct posture. Adopt a right position, with no crossed hands and no hands behind. You will look more worthy and more serious.
  11. Thank God. It’s a reason you’ve been through what you’ve been through. Maybe God wanted to try you, to test your abilities and character, to polish you. 

Although you are tired of crossing that mountain, although the final view does not compare to what you expect, what is really important is the journey, the way you have gone and what you have learned.

At the end of this article, I want to emphasize that I do not regret the decision, and that I am not sorry to spend three months at that company. 

I think I have learned important and essential things that will help me in my future job and who will form me as a person in this life.

„The end is neither end nor beginning, but a continuation with all the wisdom that our experience brings us to.” – Hal Borland.

Probleme cotidiene/Daily issues

Nu-i asa ca uneori aveti impresia ca sunteti inconjurati de oameni care nici macar nu au un motiv pentru care se afla in preajma voastra? Nu stiu de ce dar in ultima vreme eu am simtit asta foarte puternic.

Sunt unele persoane care in anumite momente critice genereaza dintr-un creier putin folosit raspunsuri si comportamente cat mai impertinente posibil.

In acest articol voi detalia cateva din momentele iritante petrecute in ultima perioada.

Cazul I

In urma cu cateva zile completam cateva sondaje de la Daedalus si nu stiu de ce, dar mie mi se intampla sa dau de erori la 4/10 sondaje in cazul acestei companii. Mi se intampla sa ajung la jumatatea chestionarului si sa ma lovesc de probleme de ordin tehnic, IT.

Spre exemplu, la intrebarea 25, din cadrul unei testari de reclama mi se cerea sa mut un atribut intr-o casuta x, corespunzatoare parerii mele de consumator. Bun, pana aici toate bune si frumoase, cu exceptia faptului ca nu puteam la propriu, muta atributul in casuta. Am tras de cuvintele alea cateva secunde pana am realizat ca este o problema. Dau sa merg inainte la urmatoarea intrebare, era logic sa nu ma lase pentru ca nu aveam cum raspunde, incerc sa mut din nou cu mouse-ul nici gand si tocmeala.

Aleg sa reclam problema la Daedalus. Dupa doua zile primesc si eu raspunsul la intrebarea mea. Nu stiam daca sa rad sau sa ma enervez la ce raspuns am primit:

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Eu cred ca aceasta lectie am invatat-o la varsta de 8 anisori cand mi-am luat PC, si care cunostinta am dezvoltat-o apoi la orele de informatica din cadrul scolii. Adica, pe bune?!

Cum sa imi dea un raspuns asa nefolositor cand de fapt problema era alta? Hai ca poate mai intelegeam si eu sa imi admita ca exista o problema de browser (desi nu era cazul, am incercat sondajele pe 5 browsere diferite)… ah si la urma imi ia si dreptul de a mai completa odata sondajul, ca deh, eu nu stiu notiuni de informatica de baza.

Cazul II

In ultimii ani datorita serviciilor practicate in diverse domenii mi s-a oferit sansa de a lucra impreuna, de a instrui si supraveghea angajatii.

La o prima vedere, ai crede ca angajatii sunt oameni seriosi si competenti, care nu ar avea nevoie de tutorat si ca ar intelege anumite lucruri si s-ar comporta matur, conform infatisarii si tinutei pe care o afiseaza.

Dar, din nou viata ma surprinde. Nu de putine ori mi-a fost dat sa vad oameni certandu-se pentru un nimic, spunandu-si reciproc cuvinte grele si dand vina unul pe celalalt, aruncandu-si „vina” precum copii mingea unora altora. Mai mult decat atat, precum niste copii razgaiati dau fuga la sef si parasc unul neputinta si lipsa de gandire a celuilalt.

Intr-un astfel de colectiv, cu astfel de persoane nu numai ca iti este dificil sa ii intelegi, dar iti este si greoi sa lucrezi si sa te dezvolti ca persoana. (I can’t work with that!!)

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Cazul III

Cu totii stim, cu serviciile de telefonie, internet si gaz/curent mereu este si va fi bataie de cap. Esti client, ai drepturi. Cam asa speculeaza marile companii furnizoare de servicii de pe piata romaneasca, care incurajeaza oamenii in a le folosi serviciile.

Sa luam Orange, de exemplu. Parintii, cunostintele, rudele si prietenii – pana si necunoscutii folosesc Orange. De ce? Simplu! Pentru ca are acoperire mai mare de semnal si ofera abonamente avantajoase (sau cel putin asa se lauda).

In urma cu doi anisori am decis si eu sa imi deschid abonament pe numele meu, cu telefon nou, pachet complet.  Dupa un an de zile de platit, de depasit suma de pe abonament mi-a cam plecat simtul responsabilitatii si dorinta de a fi independenta. Am ramas totusi pe Orange, cu abonament pe care il platesc cu 10 zile inainte de termen pentru a evita penalizarile, ce sunt evident usturatoare.

Cazul IV

E-nergia, mama ei dara! Acum doi ani mi-a batut la usa o duduie ce se batea cu pumnul in piept ca este angajata a firmei E-on si ca imi prezinta o oferta de care o sa fiu cu siguranta multumita si ca nu o sa regret alegerea facuta. Nu numai ca am regretat, dar am ramas si stupefiata!

De fapt, „duduia Leana” era angajata misterios la E-nergia si cauta noi clienti. Am aflat cand doream sa achit factura la gaz pentru E-ON, nu ma aflam in baza lor de date pentru ca eram prezenta in catalogul unei alte companii. Ca sa pot reveni din nou la E-ON trebuie sa merg tocmai la Targu Mures sa ma reconectez… pe bune?!

Am rezistat pana acum tot pe E-nergia, ca deh. Targu Mures e departe si timp ioc… desi iarna la ce sume impresionante achit lunar ma cam motiveaza sa fac o plimbare.

Cazul V

UPC si angajatii competenti. Aceste doua elemente ce tocmai le-am specificat sunt cam in contrast unele cu altele. Data aceasta cand mi-am reinnoit abonamentul la ei, am primit cadou un modem nou!

Cee frumos! Noh, problema este acum ca dragul de tehnician de la UPC s-a cam grabit. A instalat in doi timpi si trei miscari modemul si a plecat ca vantul. 8 Zile fara Internet… cei de la configurare dadeau vina pe cei de la echipa de tehnicieni fizici, si vice-versa.

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Cu situatii ca acestea si oameni ca cei pe care i-am descris… sper sa mai am rabdarea si inspiratia sa mai revin aici cu idei proaspete si ganduri mai bune. O saptamana minunata si lipsita de peripetii, dragi cititori!

English Version

Don’t you sometimes think that you are surrounded by people who do not even have a reason for being near you? I do not know why but lately I felt this very strong.

There are some people who, at certain critical moments, generate from their little brain used the most impertinent answers and behaviors possible.

In this article I will detail some of the irritating moments last month.

Case I

A few days ago I completed some Daedalus polls and I do not know why, but I am making mistakes in 4/10 surveys for this company. I happen to get to half the questionnaire and then to stop because of the technical problems, in IT field.

For example, in question 25, in an advertising test, I was asked to move an attribute into an x box, corresponding to my opinion of the consumer. Okay, up here all good and beautiful, except I could not really move the attribute in the box. I drew those words for a few seconds until I realized it was a problem. I moved ahead to the next question, it was logical not to leave me because I did not have the answer, I try to move again with my mouse and guess what? It didn’t happen.

I choose to refer the matter to Daedalus. After two days I get the answer to my question. I did not know whether to laugh or annoy at what answer I received:
They said I was not aware of how to draw an atribute to a box.

I think this lesson I learned at the age of 8 when I got my PC, and I learned it later in computer science classes in the school. I mean, are you for real?!

How could they answer such an unhelpful answer when the problem was different? Come on, if they would have admited that there was a browser problem (although not the case, I tried polls on 5 different browsers) … ah and finally I also have the right to fill in the survey once more, as deh , I do not know basic computer science.

Case II

In recent years, thanks to services in various fields, I have been given the chance to work together, to train and supervise employees.

At first glance, you would think that employees are serious and competent people who would not need tutoring and would understand certain things and behave maturely according to the appearance and the outfit they are displaying.

But again life surprises me. Not many times I have been given to see people arguing for nothing, telling each other their heavy words and blaming each other, throwing „blame” like children’s ball to each other. More than that, like a crying baby they flee to the boss and tell them and leave the other helplessness without thinking of the other person.

In such a collective, such people not only find it difficult to understand, but it is also difficult for you to work and develop as a person. (I can not work with that !!)
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Case III

We all know, with telephone, internet and gas / current services is always going to be a headache. You are a client, you have rights. That’s what the big service companies on the Romanian market speculate, encouraging people to use their services.

Let’s get Orange, for example. Parents, acquaintances, relatives and friends – even the strangers use Orange. Why? Simple! Because it has higher signal coverage and offers advantageous subscriptions (or at least that’s what they say).

Two years ago, I also decided to open my subscription on my name, with a new, full package phone. After a year of pay, to exceed the amount on the subscription, I was left with a sense of responsibility and a desire to be independent. I have stayed on Orange though with a subscription. I pay 10 days before the deadline to avoid the penalties, which are obviously frightening.

Case IV

E-nergy, her mother darling! Two years ago, I was struck by a women who refferrs to me as an employee of E-on and she presented me an offer that I will definitely be happy with and will not regret the choice made. Not only did I regret, but I was stunned too!

In fact, „Leana duana” was mysteriously committed to E-nergia and was looking for new clients. I found out when I wanted to pay the gas bill for E-ON, I was not in their database because I was present in another company’s catalog. So if I want to go back to E-ON again I have to go to Targu Mures to reconnect… why GOD?!

We have resisted to E-nergia so far, as deh. Targu Mures is a long way to go … although in winter, what impressive amounts I pay for a month motivates me to take a walk.

Case V

UPC and competent employees. These two elements we have just outlined are in contrast with one another. This time when I renewed my subscription to them, I received a new modem gift!

That is beautiful! Noh, the problem is now that UPC’s tech is a little rushed. They installed the modem in two times and three moves and left like the wind. 8 Days without Internet … those at the setup blamed those from the team of physical technicians, and vice versa.

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With situations like these and people like those I described … I hope to have the patience and inspiration to come back here with fresh ideas and better thoughts. A wonderful and and careless week, dear readers!

Vreau sa fac curatenie interioara/I want to do the „interior cleaning”

Astazi mi-as dori sa fac curatenie, pe interior. Sa folosesc un detergent puternic, concentrat si acid, cu clor si chimicale sa stearga orice urma de impuritate, de mizerie si angoasa.

Vreau stralucirea si oglindirea suprafetelor curate, vreau sa vad aranjate sertarele inimii, nu vreau haine negre aruncate val-vartej in dulapul sufletului, vreau o organizare in ganduri si minte, pe interior.

Imi doresc sa lustruiesc podelele launtrice cu orice dezinfectant am la indemana, sa scot petele de egoism si incapatinare, sa dizolv grasimea intarita de mandrie si ingamfare.

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Vreau sa pasesc inspre ziua de maine fericita, cu incredere si cu ideea ca nu ma voi lipi pe talpi de namol, ca nu voi purta cu mine nefericirea si nelinistea zilei precedente.

Vreau sa deschid larg ferestrele, sa alung mirosul insuportabil provocat de neajunsuri, de cearta si sentimente inchise.  Vreau sa privesc soarele in ochi, sa ma orbeasca cu razele sale pure si neintinate, vreau sa ma incalzesc cu fericire, sa respir  speranta.

Astazi mai mult decat orice vreau sa renunt la ce nu mai am nevoie. Vreau sa arunc lucrurile materiale care ocupa mai mult spatiu decat materiile sufletesti, personale, decat ceea ce iubesc in prezent.

Vreau sa golesc lada cu amintiri ponegrite de vreme si carii, sa sterg mucegaiul alb de umbre depus cu atat de multa apasare si ura, sa uit persoane si intamplari infecte ce mi-au imbolnavit sufletul odinioara. Imi doresc sa adaug franturi din clipele fericite petrecute alaturi de oameni dragi, vreau sa pun peste zambete si tresariri, dragoste si sa inchid cu un lacat ferecat a carui cheie sa o port doar eu, deasupra inimii.

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De asemenea gunoiul va pleca si el. In punga verde inchis voi risipi stresul, nervii si cuvintele amare spuse la suparare, lacrimi si durere. Voi inchide punga strans si puternic cu o ata neagra, pe care sa nu o mai deschida nimeni niciodata, nici macar gunoierii sau oamenii strazii; nu imi doresc sa ofer nimanui nimic din murdaria sufletului meu.

La sfarsitul zilei voi fi obosita dupa atata munca depusa dar in sinea mea voi fi multumita, satisfacuta ca am curatat acele suprafete de demult inchistate cu mizerie si tristete. Voi privi curatenia din jur, stralucirea si puritatea locului, interiorului meu si voi zambi.

Acum ca am aruncat tot ce ma necajea, tot raul ce imi aducea lacrimi si durere nu mai este nimic de facut, poate doar de savurat momente curate si nealterate, de inspirat mirosul sperantei si al viitorului.

English version

Today I would like to cleanse myself. I want to use a strong, concentrated and acidic detergent with chlorine and chemicals to remove any trace of impurities, misery, and anxiety.

I want the brightness and mirroring of the clean surfaces, I want to see the drawers of the heart, I do not want black clothes thrown in the wardrobe of the soul, I want an organization in thoughts and minds inside.

I want to polish the interior floors with any disinfectant I have at my fingertips, to remove the patches of selfishness and incapacity, to dissolve the fat strengthened by pride and hunger.

I want to go to the happy tomorrow’s day, with confidence and the idea that I will not stick to the mud soles, that I will not carry with me the misfortune and the anxiety of the previous day.

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I want to open the windows wide, to remove the unbearable odor caused by shortcomings, quarrels and closed feelings. I want to look at the sun in my eyes, I want him to blind me with its pure and uncut rays, I want to warm myself happily, to breathe hope.

Today more than anything I want to give up what I no longer need. I want to throw away the material things that occupy more space than personal, personal, stuff than what I love today.

I want to empty the box with memories of the weather and the cavities, to wipe the white mold of shadows deposited with so much pressure and hate, to forget people and infrequent events that made my soul sick. I want to add jokes from the happy moments with loved ones, I want to put on smiles and twists, love and close it with a locked lock whose key only I wear, above my heart.

The garbage will also leave. In the dark green bag I will dispel the stress, the nerves and the bitter words said to angry, tears and pain. I will close the bag tight and strong with a black thread, which no one will ever open, not even the garbage or the street people; I do not want to give anyone anything out of the dirt of my soul.

At the end of the day I will be tired after all the work I have done, but in my heart I will be pleased, satisfied that I have cleaned those long-buried surfaces with misery and sadness. I will look at the cleansing around, the brightness and purity of my place, my interior, and I will smile.

Now that I have thrown everything that was not good for me, all the evil and tear-causing bad is nothing more to do, perhaps to enjoy pure and unaltered moments, to inspire the smell of hope and the future.

O noua eu/ A new me

O durere de cap m-a intampinat inca de cand am deschis ochii.

In ultima vreme a devenit o obisnuinta sa ma trezesc cu dureri, sa fug in graba catre serviciu si alte activitati.

Am uitat cine sunt… am uitat ce dorinte am. Am uitat ca sunt un simplu om, care pe langa job si familie mai exista. Hobby-uri? Pe cand? Abia am timp sa imi fac datoria de angajat si sotie.

Pe scurt, am devenit un robotel care munceste, ah si care mai este si bolnav. Luna aceasta mi-a fost si rau, cred ca de la stres si iritabilitate.

De foarte multe ori am vrut sa mai revin aici, pe blog. Imi era un dor imens de scris, de asternut gandurile in spatiul virtual, in lumea mea.

Parca mi se pare si ciudat. In urma cu cateva luni eram alta persoana, una vesela, zambitoare, mi se putea citi speranta in ochi. Eram incantata de fiecare raza de soare, icneam de bucurie la aparitia unei persoane dragi… eram eu.

Acum nu mai este asa. Acea Catalina se pierde incet, incet in defavoarea unei alte Cataline. O Catalina rece, tacuta si supusa. O Catalina care nu mai accepta mici scuze si reprosuri, o alta persoana care se inchide usor, usor in ea. O Catalina mult prea serioasa si mult prea „satula” de lumea din afara.

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In prezent, am alte gusturi, alte idei si conceptii. Nici nu stiu cand mi le-am dezvoltat si sincera sa fiu, ma irita aceasta schimbare pentru ca nu ma caracterizeaza, nu sunt eu.

Dar lumea e rece si rea, si pentru a-i putea tine piept trebuie sa iti iei pe tine o piele mai dura. Trebuie sa stii sa te comporti si sa lupti, pentru ca viata e un adevarat razboi, iar tu, daca vrei sa supravietuiesti este necesar sa scoti armele si sa inaintezi, sa te aperi.

English version

A headache has met me since I opened my eyes.

Lately, it has become a habit to wake up with pain, to rush to work and other activities.

I forgot who I was … I forgot what I want. I forgot that I am a simple human, who besides work and family still exist. Hobbies? While? I barely have time to do my duty as an employee and wife.

In short, I became a robot who works, ah and who is also sick. This month I was also sick, I think from stress and irritability.

Very often I wanted to come back here on the blog. I had a huge desire to write, to put my thoughts in virtual space in my world.

It seems strange to me. A few months ago I was another person, a joyful, smiling one, I could read hope in my eyes. I was delighted by every ray of sunshine, I was glad to see a loved one … it was me.

Now it’s not like that. That Catalina is slowly losing, slowly to the detriment of another Cataline. A cold Catalina, silent and obedient. A Catalina who no longer accepts small excuses and reproaches, another person who closes easily, easily in her. A Catalina far too serious and too „saturated” by the outside world.

At present, I have other tastes, other ideas and concepts. I do not even know when I developed and honest to be, it irritates me because it does not characterize me, it’s not me.

But the world is cold and bad, and in order to keep it safe, you have to take a harder skin. You have to know how to behave and fight, because life is a real war, and you, if you want to survive, it is necessary to bring weapons and to advance, to defend yourself.

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De la 22 la 23, am mai imbatranit cu un an!/ From 22 to 23, I got older!

Buna ziua dragilor! Imi cer scuze din suflet ca nu am mai avut postari recente.

Am avut niste zile foarte incarcate si timpul nu mi-a permis sa imi mai astern gandurile si emotiile aici, in lumea Catalinei sau in Katherine’s world, cum ii mai zic eu.

Unul dintre faptele care, pe mine m-au marcat este inaintarea in varsta. Saptamana aceasta, pe 6 septembrie am implinit 23 de ani!

Pe data de 6 septembrie, in 1995, intr-o zi ploioasa de toamna la maternitatea din Falticeni, judetul Suceava, o oarecare graviduta, pe numele Georgeta a nascut o fetita de 3.200 kg cu nota 10, pe numele de Mariana Catalina.

Acea fetita eram eu, si retraiesc in fiecare an momentele venirii mele pe lume, alaturi de mama mea.

„Cataalinoo, daca ai sti tu… . Ziua in care te-am nascut, si acum o tin minte! La ora 4 si jumatate dimineata te-am nascut, imi relateaza ea cu lacrimi in ochi si privirea tintuita in pamant.

Asistentele nici macar nu ma bagau in seama, erau reci si nesimtite. Simteam ca imi dau duhul acolo pe scaun, in timp ce alte femei nasteau usor si rapid.

Incepand cu ora 5 dupa masa pana la 4 dimineata am asteptat sa vii pe lume. M-ai lovit cu picioarele si erai agitata, voiai sa vii cu orice pret. Si eu voiam, ca nu mai suportam durerea.

Am plans pe holuri, am tipat din toti rarunchii dar degeaba. Calmantele erau scumpe, si la fel si bunatatea personalului maternitatii.

Dimineata, pe la 4 jumatate ai aparut in aceasta lume nebuna, galagioasa si agitata. Plangeai din tot sufletul dar nu auzeam, eram surda la zgomot, durere si cele din jurul meu, te vedeam doar pe tine… .”

Nu ai cum sa nu asculti, sau sa nu te sensibilizezi la momente ca acestea. Povestea unei mame, indiferent de dialect sau accent ramane in suflet, o traiesti odata cu ea, mai ales daca este vorba despre nasterea ta.

Acum in pragul tineretii, la varsta de 23 de ani simt ca sunt implinita. Am o familie frumoasa, parinti dedicati si iubitori, persoane ce ar da orice sa ma stie fericita si satisfacuta. Am reusit sa imi finalizez studiile si acum lucrez in domeniul studiat de mine, Ingineria Alimentara.

Acum simt ca merg in viata pe calea dreapta si ca in viitor lucrurile vor merge inspre bine, ca si acum. Le multumesc parintilor pentru buna educatie, si pentru buna crestere, sotului meu pentru rabdare si afectiune, si tuturor prietenilor si cunostintelor ce sunt alaturi de mine pentru momentele frumoase petrecute impreuna; Va multumesc pentru ca ati facut sa infloresc in toti acesti ani, si nu sa imbatranesc!

English Version

Hello my dearest ones! I apologize for not having posted recent posts.

I had some very busy days and time did not allow me to put my thoughts and emotions back here, in the Catalina world or in Katherine’s world, as I call it.

One of the facts that I have marked is the aging. This week, on September 6, I turned 23!

On September 6, 1995, on a rainy day at the maternity hospital in Falticeni, Suceava County, somewhat pregnant, on the name of Georgeta, she gave birth to a girl of 3,200 kg with the 10th grade, Mariana Catalina.

That little girl was me, and I retreat every year the moments of my coming to the world with my mother.

„Cataalinoo, if you just knew … The day I gave birth to you, even now I remember it! At 4am, I give birth to you, said my mother with tears in her eyes gazing at the ground.

The nurses did not even notice me, they were cold and jerks. I felt like I was giving the spirit there in the chair, while other women were giving birth fast and easy.

Starting at 5 o’clock in the evening until 4 o’clock in the morning, I expected you to come into the world. You hit me with your feet and you were agitated, you wanted to come at any price. And I wanted it too, I could not bear the pain anymore.

I cried in hallways, I shouted but in vain. The painkillers were expensive, and so was the goodness of the maternity staff.

In the morning, at about four-thirty you appeared in this mad and agitated world. You were crying but I did not hear, I was deaf to the noise, the pain and those around me, I was just seeing you … ”

There’s no way you can not listen, or not be aware of at times like these. The story of a mother, regardless of dialect or accent remains in your heart, you live with her, especially if it is your own birth.

Now at the brink of my youth, at the age of 23, I feel like I am fulfilled. I have a beautiful family, devoted and loving parents, people who would give anything to see me happy and satisfied. I’ve been able to finalize my studies, and now I’m working in the field I’m studying, Food Engineering.

Now I feel like I’m living in the right path, and in the future things will go well, as they are now. I thank my parents for the good education and wisdom, my husband for patience and affection and all the friends and acquaintances that are with me for the beautiful moments spent together; Thank you for making me bloom all these years and not getting older!

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