My issues, let me show them
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emmuzkaReport on my shitty company sports day.
So, anyway. Here its how it went. The drive to Vierumäki sports academy took like hour and a half. Fortunately I managed to have my own space by reading a manga that I had taken with me (unfortunately it was very steamy yaoi, so I had to keep the book only half open during the porn bits.)
First we had a group contest with reasonably easy tasks. Acrobatics (yeah, sure), shooting arrows (okay), and frisbee golf (okay). These were okay, counting out the false group cheer and the fact that I couldn't have cared less. Then, a buffet lunch. And the fucking chairs were to small for my ass, causing it to really hurt to sit on them. So I had to sit on the edge of the chair, yay. And I'm not like, abnormally large or anything, just fat.
Then we gathered for a monthly office meeting (Before others arrived, my workmate, who had been setting this up, asked how was it going so far, and I told her that at that moment, I hated everything. I'm sure that I upset her, but I was a fucking upset for being the one who felt it challenging to walk to the different event places and because of the fucking chairs.) Meeting was a... it was like a meeting.
Then we had the freedom to choose either a nature walk (5.5 kilometers!) or kickbiking. I chose kickbiking. We got our helmets and bikes, and were told to try a round in an indoor arena first. After that would come some technique advice. Yeah, I managed half a round before my sense of balance was shot and my leg was on fire. I walked the bike back (where the instructions were already given, because hey, not giving a shit about the slow ones.) The instructions were like, how to change your standing foot while moving. (I couldn't kick with my right foot even if my life would depend on it.) When the instructor ordered people for one last indoor round before hitting outside, I raised my hand and said that he could take the bike back right then; I wouldn't be going anywhere.
And then I gathered my stuff and walked to the swimming hall cafeteria. Thank god I realized that I was an adult with a right to refuse from participating before I would have been the last one going slow in the middle of nowhere. Still, it hurt, and felt humiliating. A lot. But anyway. At least I had an excellent time to read the lj friendslist through my cell.
When the others arrived, we went to swim. At least I got to try out water running while the others were in the spa section (and who goes to swimming halls with itty bitty bikinis anyway?) Then, dinner, with the fucking chairs. We could order vine or beer if we wanted. I ordered vodka tonic.
And then we went back. I was so tired of all this cheery company spirit that I put on my iPod and read Big Bang fic for the whole trip. The icing on the cake was that I was too late roused to ask the bus to drop me off near my home so I ended walking home from the next bus stop, which was like a kilometer later.
So, that was my sports day. Let's not do it again any time soon.
- The whole day was like a bad flashback to my high-school days. The smell of the sport arena. The involuntary sports. Lugging your shit around and walking behind others because I'm slower than them and they don't have the decency to wait. The "will anyone sit with me?" in the crowded buffet lunch. The clump in your throat that you get when you feel like crying because you are shittier than the others and really, this isn't fun anymore, and no-one really gives a shit. Hoping to get some time alone to get away from it all, and then feeling like only lone kid in the schoolyard when managing to get it.
So, anyway. Here its how it went. The drive to Vierumäki sports academy took like hour and a half. Fortunately I managed to have my own space by reading a manga that I had taken with me (unfortunately it was very steamy yaoi, so I had to keep the book only half open during the porn bits.)
First we had a group contest with reasonably easy tasks. Acrobatics (yeah, sure), shooting arrows (okay), and frisbee golf (okay). These were okay, counting out the false group cheer and the fact that I couldn't have cared less. Then, a buffet lunch. And the fucking chairs were to small for my ass, causing it to really hurt to sit on them. So I had to sit on the edge of the chair, yay. And I'm not like, abnormally large or anything, just fat.
Then we gathered for a monthly office meeting (Before others arrived, my workmate, who had been setting this up, asked how was it going so far, and I told her that at that moment, I hated everything. I'm sure that I upset her, but I was a fucking upset for being the one who felt it challenging to walk to the different event places and because of the fucking chairs.) Meeting was a... it was like a meeting.
Then we had the freedom to choose either a nature walk (5.5 kilometers!) or kickbiking. I chose kickbiking. We got our helmets and bikes, and were told to try a round in an indoor arena first. After that would come some technique advice. Yeah, I managed half a round before my sense of balance was shot and my leg was on fire. I walked the bike back (where the instructions were already given, because hey, not giving a shit about the slow ones.) The instructions were like, how to change your standing foot while moving. (I couldn't kick with my right foot even if my life would depend on it.) When the instructor ordered people for one last indoor round before hitting outside, I raised my hand and said that he could take the bike back right then; I wouldn't be going anywhere.
And then I gathered my stuff and walked to the swimming hall cafeteria. Thank god I realized that I was an adult with a right to refuse from participating before I would have been the last one going slow in the middle of nowhere. Still, it hurt, and felt humiliating. A lot. But anyway. At least I had an excellent time to read the lj friendslist through my cell.
When the others arrived, we went to swim. At least I got to try out water running while the others were in the spa section (and who goes to swimming halls with itty bitty bikinis anyway?) Then, dinner, with the fucking chairs. We could order vine or beer if we wanted. I ordered vodka tonic.
And then we went back. I was so tired of all this cheery company spirit that I put on my iPod and read Big Bang fic for the whole trip. The icing on the cake was that I was too late roused to ask the bus to drop me off near my home so I ended walking home from the next bus stop, which was like a kilometer later.
So, that was my sports day. Let's not do it again any time soon.
