Which offered this amazing job as an ambulance call centrer operative...or something, i can't quite remember the technical term for it so i thought "what the hell" and called the agency. The job is perfect. I would be the person on the end of the phone when you call 999 screaming "OH GOD I CAN SEE THE FUCKING BONE!!!".
The only snag is that i would have to do 12 hour shifts...some starting at 7am, so the bus is going to be a problem. But the job is so good i may have to look into getting a car...the job starts (if i get it...eggs, chickens and baskets) on the 5th of January so i need to think how i am going to do this. My first though is a loan, buy the car and the insurance outright which means just paying back the loan. Or save enough for a really cheap car and have to pay the insurance each month. The wage i'l be on is pretty sweet (up to £18,000 i think) so paying back the loan is not going to be a massive problem but do i really want to get a loan in this current financial climate.
My second option is to borrow the money from a friend and pay them back. Though i have done a lot of borrowing recently due to my small stint as an unemployed waster and i'm not sure i know anyone that would be financially able to lend me the money i'l need. However like i said i will cross that bridge if it comes to it.
In other news, Dan and i are currently not speaking again due to a stupid argument over an internet bill. I shall not go into it here as i am trying not to bitch but it has put me in a gay mood now. To be honest i just want to get it paid and out of the way so i can move on with my life. Sigh.
Also next weekend i have decided to go home for my birthday to see my mummy and some friends. Oh and to get drunk. I like to get drunk.
This is all my news for now :)
It was suppose to be an epic tale of love and loss...except it's just me bitching about the kitchen being a mess and showing you my hot buns.
Thursday, 27 November 2008
Sunday, 23 November 2008
Birthday mark 1
So it was a celebration of the combination of mine, the Fabulous Mr Ben and Mr Bens mothers birthdays this Saturday. After sending Ben to buy tights in Marks and Spencer's (which caused much hilarity as he described as something from the Matrix where Neo asked for guns and rows and rows of them appear. It was the same but with tights) and getting changed in the back of the car we meet the folks and head on down to the Turkish restaurant on Gloucester Road. Much wine was consumed, which resulted in myself throwing half a glass of it in Bens lap on the left and throwing my knife at his mother on the right. Neil, Bens sister Elizabeths partner, told us a wonderful story about some tosser he had to sit down at a company meal who was hideously rude but was called Voc. But now known as "fuck" which was rather apt.
Once we finished and said out goodbyes, Ben and i thought we would stop off and have a night cap in the Rising sun, which meant a lot of rum was consumed and we got to, yet again, see the bouncer put a man in a headlock and throw him out. I have decided for my birthday i want to ask him to put me in a headlock and have a friend take a picture, i'm not sure he will go for it but i can but try.
Ben and i finally stumbled home and consumed more Rum then both fell asleep in his bed fully clothed. I woke about 7.30am and tried to sneak out and into my bed because my bra was killing me and i was slightly disappointed that we weren't more naked! Only because apparently the two of us having sex is inevitable , it's just a case of when according to mystic marianne (love you :P )
Ended up having breakfast this morning which was lovely, Elizabeth made special cakes with wonderful decorations on them, ones depicting pac man, james bond and ones with massive teeth on them for me! Ben and i then went Tescos to buy cat food which resulted in the both of us experiencing "The curious incident of the cat food at the self-service till" which was Ben throwing a box of cat food half way across the shop. We made a hasty exit and now i have taken up residence on the sofa where i plan to stay for the foreseeable future! Thank god i don't work Mondays!
Once we finished and said out goodbyes, Ben and i thought we would stop off and have a night cap in the Rising sun, which meant a lot of rum was consumed and we got to, yet again, see the bouncer put a man in a headlock and throw him out. I have decided for my birthday i want to ask him to put me in a headlock and have a friend take a picture, i'm not sure he will go for it but i can but try.
Ben and i finally stumbled home and consumed more Rum then both fell asleep in his bed fully clothed. I woke about 7.30am and tried to sneak out and into my bed because my bra was killing me and i was slightly disappointed that we weren't more naked! Only because apparently the two of us having sex is inevitable , it's just a case of when according to mystic marianne (love you :P )
Ended up having breakfast this morning which was lovely, Elizabeth made special cakes with wonderful decorations on them, ones depicting pac man, james bond and ones with massive teeth on them for me! Ben and i then went Tescos to buy cat food which resulted in the both of us experiencing "The curious incident of the cat food at the self-service till" which was Ben throwing a box of cat food half way across the shop. We made a hasty exit and now i have taken up residence on the sofa where i plan to stay for the foreseeable future! Thank god i don't work Mondays!
Monday, 17 November 2008
Good things are coming our way
So i got the job at fat face clothing too. So that means my weekend is now on a Sunday and Monday which suits me down to the ground if i'm honest. The only thing panicking me at the moment is the rent for November. But if i don't have it i don't have it and that's it. I'm going to email the letting agent and ask if i can move my rent date back a week. Then at least i might have something to give them.
Whilst writing this i have been trying desperately to think of a fun amusing name to call the dental surgery. Hell on earth doesn't really cut it in the witty stakes but for now it'l have to ust stay the dental surgery. Now don't get me wrong, i am counting my lucky stars i managed to find a job that will look great on my CV, pays above minimum wage and keeps me busy in this present financial climate but some of the utter shit i put up with is starting to get on my goat. Firstly the dental nurse that works there. Her nick name is the informer. She basically has her head rammed up the managers arse and will tell her everything. Luckily i am not doing anything wrong at the moment but i don't like being spied on. Secondly the manager. She breathes down my neck and did not inform me that this would be in a position where i would have to sell things to people who blatantly can't afford it, and get told off if i don't do it. I find myself getting more and more worked up about it to the point where last Thursday i almost walked out. But as i knew i wouldn't find anything else and i need this job as a means to find another one after the new year i didn't. That and the other receptionist begged me not to! The last thing is just the general public. The benefit stealing, scrounging bastards who are full of attitude and to be honest i despair of them. They don't speak English or they blame me for waiting times or they blame me for a dentists decision or lie and say i told them one thing when infact i did nothing of the sort. All in all this hasn't turned into the job i hoped it to. But it's only 3 days a week and the money is ok.
New house mate has moved in. Im not going to talk too much about him but lets just say it wasn't what i thought it would be but it is def getting better...hopefully.
Whilst writing this i have been trying desperately to think of a fun amusing name to call the dental surgery. Hell on earth doesn't really cut it in the witty stakes but for now it'l have to ust stay the dental surgery. Now don't get me wrong, i am counting my lucky stars i managed to find a job that will look great on my CV, pays above minimum wage and keeps me busy in this present financial climate but some of the utter shit i put up with is starting to get on my goat. Firstly the dental nurse that works there. Her nick name is the informer. She basically has her head rammed up the managers arse and will tell her everything. Luckily i am not doing anything wrong at the moment but i don't like being spied on. Secondly the manager. She breathes down my neck and did not inform me that this would be in a position where i would have to sell things to people who blatantly can't afford it, and get told off if i don't do it. I find myself getting more and more worked up about it to the point where last Thursday i almost walked out. But as i knew i wouldn't find anything else and i need this job as a means to find another one after the new year i didn't. That and the other receptionist begged me not to! The last thing is just the general public. The benefit stealing, scrounging bastards who are full of attitude and to be honest i despair of them. They don't speak English or they blame me for waiting times or they blame me for a dentists decision or lie and say i told them one thing when infact i did nothing of the sort. All in all this hasn't turned into the job i hoped it to. But it's only 3 days a week and the money is ok.
New house mate has moved in. Im not going to talk too much about him but lets just say it wasn't what i thought it would be but it is def getting better...hopefully.
Thursday, 6 November 2008
It's been a while...
The net was finally cut but Mr Dozer is able to use his IT skills to extract internets from the air and nick it off next door.
So just a quick update, i've found work, wed thurs fri at our local dentist in St Pauls where 99% of the patients are on benefits for no good reason. We have so money of the money stealing shit heads we have had to close our books to all patients apart from he private ones. This makes me mad. But the work is easy and thereceptionist i work with is a doll so apart from being called a fucking cunt on the phone today it's all good. Can't please every no good scrounger can i?
As this is only a part time position i have also got myself an interview at Fat face in the Mall on Saturday. So fingers crossed for me.
Got back with Rob the nurse and was dumped by Rob the nurse so i shant be seeing him again in a hurry. I've had it with him and his insecure ways. He blames his inability to verbalise his commitment problems on a girl he was seeing who dumped him in favour of serving God. Where do i find these people? On ex told me he cheated on me because he had cancer as a child and found it difficult to form proper relationships, the other told me he cheatedon me because he had a hair cut like hitler as a child and he was bullied for it and then this one. It all makes me smile rather broadly when i am laughing at the poor saps in the pub!
And as a last note i am in love with the mysterious delivery man i always walk past if i am lucky to around at lunchtimes. He's quite short and stocky with a beard and covered in tattos. He wears a big hat and worksfro some company i've never heard of. So damn fine. Maybe one day il say hello if i manage to walk past agian.
Thats all for now.
So just a quick update, i've found work, wed thurs fri at our local dentist in St Pauls where 99% of the patients are on benefits for no good reason. We have so money of the money stealing shit heads we have had to close our books to all patients apart from he private ones. This makes me mad. But the work is easy and thereceptionist i work with is a doll so apart from being called a fucking cunt on the phone today it's all good. Can't please every no good scrounger can i?
As this is only a part time position i have also got myself an interview at Fat face in the Mall on Saturday. So fingers crossed for me.
Got back with Rob the nurse and was dumped by Rob the nurse so i shant be seeing him again in a hurry. I've had it with him and his insecure ways. He blames his inability to verbalise his commitment problems on a girl he was seeing who dumped him in favour of serving God. Where do i find these people? On ex told me he cheated on me because he had cancer as a child and found it difficult to form proper relationships, the other told me he cheatedon me because he had a hair cut like hitler as a child and he was bullied for it and then this one. It all makes me smile rather broadly when i am laughing at the poor saps in the pub!
And as a last note i am in love with the mysterious delivery man i always walk past if i am lucky to around at lunchtimes. He's quite short and stocky with a beard and covered in tattos. He wears a big hat and worksfro some company i've never heard of. So damn fine. Maybe one day il say hello if i manage to walk past agian.
Thats all for now.
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