In case you’re wondering what I get up to on a daily basis…
I always moan how time has seemed to have flown and how I fear old age; but if I reach old age I’ll be a pretty lucky individual.
There aren’t many things that get me teary eyed these days but the below video about a 9 year old wrestling fan who died of cancer recently. It really makes you think about how precious time actually is and not to squander it.
At the moment I do IT Support for Royal Mail and while it was challenging when I first started it’s just repetitive now and not something I enjoy doing. Not to mention that the company I work for isn’t great, management barely have a clue and as for the career aspirations, pretty much non-existant where I am now, the only thing I could look forward to is training up on another account and eventually doing both at the same time for no more money.
I was lucky when I arrived to have such a wealth of knowledge to learn from however all of those people have now left and gone on to bigger and better things, there’s very few left that know more than I do on the helpdesk now. While I kind of like being the person people go to for help I think I’ve gotten everything I want out of that place and it’s time to move on myself.
The job I’ll be doing is a lot more technical with regards to resolving issues, rather than logging support tickets to other resolver teams which is what the place I’m at now is more focused.
Continue reading “New Job!”
I watched the Superbowl last night; I know, wtf right? Thought I would see what all the fuss was about as I hadn’t watched the previous 47 and have only watched American Football in movies; like The Longest Yard or whatever.
This was apparantly one of the advertisements, however since I watched it over here all I had was English adverts.
Probably a good thing as I needed something to cheer me up after the day I had.
Jack Mofoin’ Bauer!
May have to assault the box sets.
Many of you probably think I died in a pool of my own vomit and blood somewhere right? Well unfortunately I’m still about.
Keep saying that I’ll get round to posting more but I never do mainly because my weeks usually just involve work and I’m not allowed to talk about that really so there’s never really anything to say; too be honest I had thought about just getting rid of this thing all together but how can I when I love you all so much?
The fact that I still get followers even though I haven’t posted for nearly two months is pretty cool also, means I’m still awesome.
What have I been doing lately? That’s a good question, thanks for bringing it up; as I said previously, mainly work which is becoming increasingly stressful as time goes on; over the last couple of years you’ve gone through a ride with me from working for shitty service desks in Sheffield, data entry in Rotherham, “Customer Service Manager” (LOLOLOLOL) for some shit tent company, never really pans out, something always happens however I’ve now been at the job I’m in for almost a year now; the place has changed so much when I first started a short 12 months ago.
Continue reading “Sooo……”
Another week closer to death has gone by and boy do I feel like it with this heat at the moment. Sat next to this skinny girl at work today who was cold but she’s rate thin so she’s gonna be cold all the time; kept moaning coz I had the fan on. Sorry but I’m built for winter so it’s staying on!
Spent the weekend at one of my team leaders’ house having a barbie Q and generally just getting burnt in the sun. Don’t know what it is about the heat that makes people think they should go outside; you sit there sweating, uncomfortable then you go back inside and a day later you’re burnt to fuck. Not to mention BBQ’s! Who wants to eat hot food on a hot day? If anything we should be having BBQ’s when we’re covered in snow, a few degree’s below and you’re gonna be in the mood for some hot food and there’s no flying bugs trying to attack you.
In any case I was socialable and it was an excellent weekend; got absolutely hammered like only I can and of course I’m burnt to fuck. Voice is still no better because it turns out I’ve a lump in my throat that’s pushing against my larynx which is the cause of this bloody pervy voice of mine; gotta go to the doctors for that tomorrow, sitting next to a bunch of incontinent old women in the waiting room is keeping me from being in the gym. Last time I went to the docs it was for a bum exam, now he’s gonna stick that finger in my mouth :S
Anyway as it’s truly summer now (Considering it’s been snowing and hammering it down with rain for the last 6 months) I thought I’d share some of my favourite Summertime music, music that you need to have blasting out of your car when you’re perving on those scantily clad women.
Continue reading “Music Monday – Summertime!”
Yo people, welcome to another edition of “Holy Fuck It’s ‘Ard Pete”. It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post which was basically just me singing a Muse song; my internet has been screwy lately meaning I’ve been having to get my Facebook fix using my phone or using my slow ass computer that barely switches on let alone actually do anything with it.
It pisses me off how all these people are on fibre optic broadband and getting mega download/connection speeds and I’m barely doing better than a 56k modem. Even then I’m pretty sure things were quicker.
In any case the router has been replaced and I’m back in play. Not much has happened really, the big day came for my probation meeting at work; I had been working for an agency for six months before they made me permanent then when you’re made permanent you have to do a three month probation period – it was all going so well until the last couple of weeks when stress and anger began to overcome me; storming down the office yelling obscenities, throw in a few instances of throwing things at people and that thing then hitting the wrong person and you’ve got a recipe for the sack.
Luckily because my works so brilliant because I’m extremely clever (I’m not even boasting) they just extended my probation for another three months for me to improve my attitude; which I’m attempting to do; I tell ya though, sometimes it’s difficult. When you’ve got someone on the phone yelling at you because they’ve broken their computer because they’ve been downloading things they shouldn’t have and somehow it’s my fault; my already damaged brain begins to ache.
Apart from that, nothing really out of the ordinary; the whole non-smoking thing isn’t going as planned. (Suprise) The e-cigarette was going so well until I more than likely overused it and it’s caused me to lose my voice (which is good considering my whole job is answering calls) so I’ve been sounding like a pervert down the phone recently; I’m sure the people I speak to like it really and on the plus side it stops me from yelling because I physically can’t, then it was a works night out where I drank many an alcoholic drink and hit the cigarettes hard so now I’m even worse. Such a fail.
Can’t believe how many people have started following me over the last couple of weeks, up to 311 followers now; where do people even find my blog now that the WordPress forums are boring?! Still, thanks for thinking of me, I shall come check you out after I’ve caught up on everyone else’s blogs. So behind!
Anyway, what have you all been up to? Killed anyone yet?!
Who are you not to be great?
You; the imagination of a brilliant child and the powers of an ancient God.
Who are you to be ordinary?
You; who can… rescind life; or raise the dead.
Who are you to be afraid?
You; who can serve as judge and jury while hording infinite lives.
Who are you to be a slave to the past?
You; who can travel time like the oceans and rewrite history with a single word.
Who are you to be anonymous?
You; whose name should be spoken in reverent tones or in terrified whispers.
Who are you to deny greatness?
If you were to deny it to yourself; you deny to the entire world.
And we will not be denied.
And thank God right? Imagine if I were married, I already feel sorry for the poor soul that’ll eventually end up with me. I meant to write about the final of Britain’s Got Talent at the weekend although considering no one really reads those posts I thought I’d write about something else instead.
I attended my fourth wedding in the last year and a half; any excuse to get hammered. Back in September a year and a half ago I wrote about being the Usher/Best Man for my friends wedding, a friend I’ve known for 12 years. This past week I was the Usher for another friend I met at college.
Unlike the first wedding this one took place in a church, a real church wedding. Don’t get me wrong I don’t mind going to weddings but I really hate going to Church, it’s such a farce. I’m not in the least bit religious yet they expect us to stand there and sing stupid hymns and say amen to bullshit prayers; naturally I didn’t partake in either because I don’t pray outside a church so I’m sure as hell not praying inside of one.
I think it’s just a gimmick these days getting married in a church and it was a lovely service it’s just not my kind of thing. If God (lol) forbid I ever do get married I doubt it’d be a church wedding and if it is, it won’t be my decision. It certainly wasn’t my friends decision this time around hah.
Continue reading “Always The Usher Never The Groom”