How amazing is this weather?! I feel like I'm on holiday! I've been running about all week in cut-off denims, flip-flops and bikini tops! Since I was supposed to be in Italy, I've had nothing on this week really except dog-training and looking after Lyla (she's still on 5 feeds a day!). I've been walking the Chihuahuas every day (which is a nightmare with all four together!) and I've been doing obedience training with 6 dogs 3 times a day. It's been great. I've also been out for lunch with various friends and generally just had a lovely time. Today, a friend of mine called Kate came over. She's living in France now and only in London for a few days on business so she came to spend the afternoon with me and the dogs in Essex. I met her when I did a show called Celebrities in Therapy. She was the life coach who stayed with me for four days and sorted my head right out. I fell in love with her and we've been in touch ever since. She even went on Big Brother's Little Brother to defend me when I was getting abuse in the house. I took her out for lunch today and we sat in a lovely little restaurant which has a beautiful garden with a big sun shade. After that I took her to see all the dogs and then I brought her back to my new house to show her that. We've had such a nice time catching up. She's the most sound, level-headed, intelligent woman I've ever met! She makes me want to succeed in life!
Yesterday motorbike Paul came over for the afternoon and we had long in-depth chats about life. He's another one who always makes me feel good and who analyzes situations and people for me in an honest and genuine way. If I tell him a story about something that has happened to me recently (like the boy turning me down for a cinema date), he'll have the answers straight away; and not just the answer I want to hear - the real answer! Talking to him yesterday was great and he cheered me up. I was feeling a little down. I didn't mention it before but on Tuesday I got started on by a girl in Sainsbury's. It was the middle of the day; I had run in there to get custard to go with a chocolate sponge pudding. Tony was outside with Lyla.
Standing down an aisle looking at the custard; a girl (who I've never seen before in my life) comes up to me and starts shouting. When I say shouting, I mean f-ing and blinding at the top of her voice! She starts off screaming something about me writing about her in my book (obviously not true cos I have no idea who she is!) and then it becomes clear. She's friends with the girls who beat me up when I worked at a nightclub called Hollywood in Romford (when I was 17). I didn't name the girls in my book; in fact, I didn't give any clues as to who they are. This girl in Sainsbury's though obviously has an issue or she's totally off her head (or both). She's screaming that I've written about her in the book. I'm repeating over and over again that I don't know who she is and that I've never seen her before. The whole of Sainsbury's has gone quiet; old women have dropped their shopping. The girl is screaming like a banshee and causing the biggest scene in the world. She then changes her screams about my book to screams of "you fink you're so f*ckin' special!" and "you fink yor f*ckin' sh*t don't stink"a nd "dan't f*ckin' look at me like that!" (even though I wasn't looking at her in any way except a state of confusion since I didn't know who she was). She's yelling at me not to "mess wiv" her and that I had "betta be careful". By this point, I've slowly edged to the end of the aisle and I'm quite qorried cos I think she's going to hit me at any moment. She had her car keys in her hand and was holding them in such a way that I thought she was going to either stab me with them or slash me across the face. Suddenly, sirens are going off in Sainsbury's, the security have been called and the girl realises she's in trouble. She starts to back away as I say to the nearest approaching male member of staff "help!" Before he had the chance to throw her out (which he was fully prepared to do - what a hero!), she'd run out the door. I can't even describe to you how bad the scene was. You'd have had to have been there to understand how awful. Families, kids and OAPs doing their shopping in the middle of the day witnessing a big old girl f-ing and blinding at the top of her voice and nearly witnessing me getting my head kicked in! And to think; I'd only gone in there for a pot of custard! The staff at Sainsbury's were amazing though. I had two escorts to take me to my car at their insistence (for fear of her waiting outside for me), they were fully prepared to throw her out and/or tackle her to the ground if it had come to that and they totally had my back. After it was all over, I was shaking. I couldn't believe what had just happened. For the next four hours I seriously contemplated leaving the country. I thought, if I can't even go shopping in Sainsbury's in the daytime without some off-her-head freak attacking me then what hope is there for me of ever being happy in this poxy country?!
I know that sounds dramatic but how I've described the scene above still doesn't come close to how bad it was. Think ten times worse than it sounds and you'll be close. Even worse than that, the girl had what we assumed was her daughter with her. As I was walking into the shop, she was walking out (Tony clocked her cos she had all her tits hanging out in the middle of the day). Tony watched her put her young daughter in the car, told her to "stay there" and charged back into the shop after me. She had obviously scanned the aisles looking for me. This girl had severe problems and acted in the most disgusting way I have EVER in my whole life see I woman act. So unladylike and undignified. Without class, style, manners, decorum, respect for others and self-respect. Filth.
You can say what you want about my skimpy outfits and the way in which I choose to live my life but I have never and will never act like a drunk man with no manners, dignity or self-respect! How the girl even has I friends I will never know. Her swearing and shouting in such a family orientated public place is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen!
I didn't know the girl, I certainly hadn't done anything to deserve her freakish outburst and it terrifies me to think that one day my own kids will be brought up in this horrible scary world that we live in today. In fact, it makes me not want to have kids! It would only be inflicting the horrors of society onto little innocent people.
This girl had no right in doing what she did. I must have had 50 people come up to me afterwards to ask if I was ok and also saying "it's just jealousy Jodie, take no notice". It was very nice of everyone to come up like that and it definitely made me feel better but hell, again I ask you; what is the world coming to?!
When I thought about it later, I got even angrier. Angry for what I presume was her child (what sort of a life is she going to have with a mother going out picking fights in the middle of family shops), angry for the way she behaved in public (dragging me into it - even though I didn't once raise my voice or get into a slanging match with her, I still don't want to be associated with people like that) and angry for the fact that all the while she's stood there shouting that "I think I'm better than her", I'm wearing dirty old jeans rolled up at the ankles, a t-shirt and flip-flops. I have no make-up on and hair tied back. She, on the other hand, has all of her tits hanging out of a top that is two sizes too small for her, she's dolled up to the nines with a full face of make-up and she's driving a convertible sports car (Tony told me). I'm not attracting attention to myself, for crissakes, I've only gone in there to some bloody custard. She's the one trying to get everyone to look at her in her sports car and low cut top! Who's the one who really thinks she's something?!
After a two hour rant at Paul I felt mush better anyway. He always makes me see sense and also see the good in the world (if there is any left).
So, onto happier things; Kate has just gone home, it's 6.30pm and Paul is coming at 7pm to go on a motorbike ride with me. We are going to do a test-run of the course we are taking on Sunday (we're doing a charity bike run on Sunday in aid of the Little Haven's Children's Hospice). We are going straight to my brother's gig on our bikes. I'm very excited.
I'll love you and leave you now after the insane goings-on of my life. I bet you all wish you were me! Not!
Lots of love
Jodie xxx
P.S if there are any bikers out there who want to do the run with us on Sunday, it starts at 9am at the Festival Leisure Park in Basildon. The run is £5 and all money raised goes to the charity. There are some 500 bikers already signed up so it's going to be powerful. We're doing a run of Essex, which should take a few hours and then all going back to Festival Leisure, where we are holding competitions for best bike, best old bike, best modified bike, best sports bike etc. It'll be brilliant!
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