By Rose Simps0n
Never go on vacation.
I learned a long time ago, that if you go on vacation, you risk something bad happening to you.
Case in point: A rim editor from the Montreal Star went on vacation and when he came back, the paper had folded. He moved his family to Ottawa to work for the Ottawa Journal. Next year, he went on vacation, and when he got back, he discovered the Journal, too, had folded.
When I was working for the Liberals, I took a three week vacation to Jamaica. When I returned, I noticed that I had been turned down on a credit card application. Weird, I thought. Then I went into work and found out that several of us had been fired by the new Liberal president, Iona Campagnolo.
So I’ve been leery ever since about stepping outside the country, in case I had no home to come back to.
Which brings me to my topic today, dear bleaders. My poor neighbor, Mona, an adult student from Jamaica will be arriving back in Ottawa next week, to face homelessness thanks to the toxic oil spill next door. She will not only have no place to live, but she will have to walk into her stinky house and pack up her stuff, which I’m betting smells much like the Gulf of Mexico. No doubt she will feel like a beleaguered pelican.
Poor Mona had just recovered from a robbery. The bad guys took some jewelry and her laptop — really Mona’s only worldly possessions save her clothing and photographs. The robbery had completely freaked her out, as all robberies do, and she had been looking forward to spending time with her daughter in New Mexico. Now this.
Unfortunately, as a student, Mona had no insurance. She’s living on little money, and it’s going to be a hardship for her to move. I’m hoping she finds something nice near St. Paul’s University, off the cursed Smyth Road.
In any event, Mona might think twice about going on vacation again.