Category: Memory Lane

I don’t see myself as an overly superstitious person. One thing that I have picked up from my mom, who is overly superstitious, is that if I do something a certain way, every day. I feel that if I did reverse the order of my movements that it might bring bad luck. Apart from that and the fact that listening to songs sung by Queen brings awful bad luck I am not superstitious at all.
Fifteen years ago I was innocent and scared. A Piet-my-vrou kept on calling from a distant tree it echoed over us. It was eerie and announced a drastic change in my life.
We could not foresee the drastic events that followed. My whole life changed after that (mostly for the good) but the road was stressful.
In a relatively short time everything in my life changed. My duties within the family changed and so did my relationship with family members and unexpectedly moving to a new town.
About two weeks ago the eerily familiar call of the Piet-my-vrou echoed over us from a distant tree bringing back fears from the past. I pray that he moves on and finds a mate soon and that he is not an omen of bad luck. If you want to read about birds and superstitions this is an interesting read although it does not mention the Piet-my-vrou 

Nostalgic photo I took with my first polaroid camera.

In my teens, on holiday with my family, taking photos of one of Durban’s beaches.

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Taken with my Nokia camera phone.
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Continuing with posts on actors who portrait bad guys on tv or in movies.
James Christopher Read was born on July 31, 1953, in Buffalo, New York.
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“Read has spent a few weeks at Patrick Swayze’s ranch, where Swayze taught him to ride a horse. During his first month on “North and South” (1985) set, Read met Wendy Kilbourne. They started dating, got married soon thereafter, and are still together to this day.”
I was a clerk at a service station for 1 year after I left school and when I realised that they were not going to keep their promise of extending my duties to include computer work I decided to resign and look for other work before I got stuck with a filing job for the rest of my life.
I saw an advert in the newspaper for a pharmacist’s assistant. I did not have any experience but they knew a member of my family and gladly gave me the job.
I was so excited at first but my enthusiasm soon fizzled. I had to work with a pharmacist who was over 70 years old and a bit absent minded. He would use snuff and then hide the little tin on top of the shelves containing the medicines and then he would forget where he left it.
Most of my time was spent on answering the telephone, taking orders for delivery, finding his snuff, finding his spectacles and cleaning snuff from the counter. Apart from that we did not interact much and I did not mind working with him when it did not cause problems for me.
I became quite good at reading doctors’ handwriting and soon knew what all the abbreviations stood for, unfortunately I have forgotten most of it as time has passed.
When a customer came in with a prescription I would count out the tablets and put labels on all the containers. The pharmacist would print the prescription and I would make the customer sign it for medical aid claims and either charge it to their account or get cash payment.
Simple enough but at the end of the first month the Jewish lady who owned the pharmacy gave me a hard time regarding prescriptions listed on her medical aid report printed from our computer which were not filed and she accused me of being slack. Actually I felt that she was accusing me of fraud. I was young and not as tough as I am now and I went home very upset.
At the end of the second month we had a similar conversation as the previous month and when I asked to see her report I realised what was causing the problem when I recognised the names of the customers.
A customer would come in and request a reprint of a script for medical aid claims because they have lost their original copy. The pharmacist would then recall the script on the computer and then because he was absentminded and bored with his surroundings he would click on the button for new script where he was suppose to click on reprint script instead.
After that I would make a note of the customer’s name and reprint date and place it in the file and at the end of the month she could match everything up because I could not get him out of the routine of clicking on new script and she kept on blaming me for the error.
A few weeks before I started doing this to cover myself I had to get some eyedrops on a shelf which was close to the accounts lady’s office and I heard the Jewish lady talking about me and saying “I can’t take it anymore”.
Every time the pharmacist served a customer I would double check and fix whatever he bungled and to hear that she was discussing me with another employee was the last straw.
job crybag
I was not allowed to sit at all, I had to stand behind the counter even when there weren’t any customers and in those days we wore court shoes to work and it was not as casual as we have it now. I worked until 6pm in the evenings.
I eventually resigned and she was shocked “Oh, no please don’t leave she said, everything is working out nicely”.
Yes, everything was running smoothly by then but I felt I had been treated like a thief and I was embarrassed that she had discussed me with other staff instead of discussing our differences with me first.
job now hiring
When I saw this picture (above) I was reminde of this episode in my life and decided to write this post.
Shortly before I left, the pharmacist told the accounts lady to put a add in the paper it should read, he said “Pharmacy assistant, must be bright …”.
I couldn’t help but wonder was I a dull assistant?
Continuing with the bad guys actors of Hollywood.
vic morrow
Victor Harry “Vic” Morrow (February 14, 1929 – July 23, 1982) was an American actor born in the Bronx, (New York) to a middle class Jewish family.
In the early morning hours of July 23, 1982, Morrow and two children, died in an accident while filming. A helicopter was hovering at about 25 feet above them when pyrotechnic explosions damaged it and caused it to crash on top of them, killing all three instantly.

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