Speaking of things that are fucking terrible, how is March nearly over? Bloody thing moved when we blinked for two seconds.
Regardless of that, it is, of course, Thursday.
Time for a Complaints Thread, so do come in, have a chat, and let us know what’s gone wrong this week!
by dexbydesign89
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I was up around 4am this morning for no obvious reason. It’s now 6:45 and I just want to go back to bed.
Work is definitely going to be difficult today.
I’ve got to sift 15 suppliers and decide on a £2.7million contract today, and I slept about 3 hours due to my son being sick. I can’t be arsed.
The temp job I’m in just now is awful, the training is “here’s a video figure it out yourself – bye”
We have a meeting everyday but no one has ever put their camera on so I’ve no clue what anyone looks like – I don’t expect it all the time but jeez once would have been nice?
Menopause and the approaching summer is a terrifying thought.
Treated myself to a new pair of scales. All the weight I thought I’d lost this month was now either a lie or I was just fatter than I thought.
Still ill (barely, thank goodness), and our daughter has now also succumbed. She laughed at the cat drawing tho!
After a whole week of not feeling ill/coughing first day back and it’s like I’ve 180 and I’m back at square 1 again.
I just had the most underwhelming appraisal comments from our manager and MD this week at work despite absolutely working my arse off this past year sorting out all our brochure issues and our trade show displays plus the various other bullshit issues thrown at me from sales.
Really can’t be arsed anymore with it all.
I just saw my neighbour naked. Why do I feel embarrassed when I wasn’t the one starkers? I passed as I walked to my car and she was saying goodbye to her husband and as I turned to say good morning she was just there, full show in the doorway 😖🙄
I just want today, tomorrow and next Monday to fly, then I can have 4 days off celebrating my birthday.
I woke up, made my cup of tea, and realised I had only two hob-nobs left. I thought I had way more, half a packet or so. Not a good omen.
I have a terrible headache since Tuesday. Had slight relief this morning for a few mins but it’s back now. staring at the screen is not helping as well might take a day off and rest.
Work has been really busy for the past two weeks and I’m shattered and in need of a small break as I can feel burnout slowly starting to kick in.
Just got paid but I’m effectively still skint 🙂
I have a busy day of writing documentation, I want to go back to bed and hope someone else writes it.
Everything is just, ok. Work is challenging, but hopefully manageable, money isn’t too concerning just yet. Wife and kids all good. I just have an overwhelming sense of dread that I can’t quite place.
The kitty in the OP has a point, doubly so during sunny weather in London
I know London has way too many people but even avoiding the central or popular locations isn’t helping now.
Every pub, restaurant or park is rammed with people even at my seventh highest crime rate borough now is full of people.
You might say “well, YOU are also out and part of the problem”. First of all, how dare you speak to me directly?
– People who can’t keep still at red traffic lights, moving backwards and forwards or constantly edging more and more over the line, fucking keep still. You probably get to your destination seconds sooner, if that
– People on their phones traffic lights, if you can’t get from A to B without going on your phone, please seek help.
– Got a company wide meeting with a big wig at work today, it will be something along the lines of “Due to xyz the annual payrise will unfortunately be delayed until further notice.” I know this song and dance very well, they basically push it to an 18 month payrise every time
– I wish I could get through a set at the gym without someone asking how many I have left, I usually don’t mind but it’s every two bastard minutes, just wait or do something else, I never ask. I don’t mind them joining in but you’re a group of 3, I’m not wasting my time waiting for you
Yes I’ve been saving that up to vent
Speaking of going outside…. back to the office 5 days a week is bad enough with the loss of 10 hours of commute time and the extra costs, but the crap that comes with it is sad.
Back to the dress code. Which means a collar and tie, and uncomfortable shoes. I’ve no objection to that when meeting clients – did fine with that when WFH and going to site. But now it’s 5 days a week. Which is 5 days a week of the collar flaring up my skin issues.
And yeah, I can ask for a reasonable exception, but doing that would be the same as lining my future prospects for payrises and promotions against the wall, shooting them and pissing on their still-twitching corpses.
So if I want to keep earning what I earn, it’s play the game. And while *I* might not care enough to keep earning what I do, a number of my dependants have their hearts set on it.
I finally got my tax calculations from last year and somehow I owe £600, so that’s fun I guess. Especially as I always thought I had been paying too much!
We get it UKPersonalFinance, every penny should be going into diversified funds in our Stocks and Shares ISA but sometimes we just want to buy something nice.
A couple of people at work are frustratingly incompetent at the moment. They’ve got the teams I work with bending over backwards to accommodate their inane requests, but can’t respond to an email with a request for them within a month. I am so fed up with it.
Also really fed up at the state of my hobby. Scalpers are ruining anything to do with new releases of Pokémon trading card products. Those of us who have been collecting and playing for years can’t get close to new stuff. I could afford scalping prices, but I’d obviously never buy from one of those leeches. Just frustrating to see what was a nice community and hobby being picked at by vultures.
I recently transitioned from ESA (where I was in the Support Group) to Universal Credit (where I’m in receipt of the LCWRA element).
The transition itself was painless and completely without issue.
However…
Unbeknownst to me (which may well be my own fault), because I’m now claiming UC I no longer automatically get assistance with my Council Tax.
When I was in receipt of ESA I received Council Tax Benefit which took my council tax liability down from over a grand to pretty much just my sewerage and water (Scotland).
Yesterday I got the letter from the council about my Council Tax for the coming year and I discover I’m being billed north of £1200. Ouch.
I get a smidge over £800 a month in UC and the Council Tax would be about £125 a month from that.
I’ve applied to my local council for Council Tax Reduction but it’s not a given I’m going to get it.
Could have done without that but it is what it is.
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