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Can’t quite shake the last of this cough and it’s infuriating having to cough up a lung first thing in the morning.
4 – I think I need to be escalated to the department for my brain is falling apart. Autism assessment tomorrow and I am so scared of the result. I don’t want to have autism but I also need to know if I do. I plan to eat something very unhealthy afterwards to make me feel better. Maybe a whole easter egg?
This 4 day working week feels twice as long as a normal week! Bleh
Option 1: I have to be at work not playing the Oblivion remaster 😭
My week has largely been:
-Hey you! Do you want something for free?
-Something that actually cost me a fair amount of money?
-You do? That’s great!
-When can you collect it?
-Hello?
Rinse and repeat.
Another one: I am nearly at the end of my “watch all the 31 Carry On films” mission.
Last night was Carry On Behind and it reminded me why it took me 3 months to work up the courage to watch it after Carry On Dick – it was absolutely dire.
Only got Carry On England, That’s Carry On!, Carry On Emmannuelle and Carry On Columbus to go.
Today on things I never thought I’d witness.. I don’t know if you could call this a near death experience or just unfortunate luck to be in the vicinity of a brain cell lacking human being. Stopped off at the petrol station on the way to work, old boy in a van rocks up to a pump, gets out with a lit cigarette in his hand. I wish I was joking and being dramatic but I’m really not. Blows my mind (and nearly the whole forecourt). Myself and another guy called him out but the other guy wasn’t so polite about telling him how idiotic he is.
3. Neighbour has multiple vehicles and washes at least one, every single day without fail. When sunny he can cram 3 or more in.
I love my home, but struggling to enjoy and relax being there knowing at some point the pressure washer will start.
Option 1, please, operator.
Waiting to hear back from job applications, and it’s taking forever. Weeks and weeks gone by since interviews or applications.
Depressing experience at the job centre claiming JSA.
Bit of everything, more worries than complaints
I like what i do for work, but having to cut back on how much I do because of health stuff is making me concerned for the future as its looking less and less like something I’ll be able to do for potentially another 2 decades
Although I’m pretty defensive of front line services and how strained they are, I’m admitidly cheesed off with my gp practice, I’m supposed to be on pain management per hospital instruction but they aren’t helping at all. I could understand if I were a frequent flyer, but the only thing I’ve ever had previously were antibiotics (and even then you couldn’t count the occasions off both hands)
Lucky to still have a parent because I know many have none either alive or in their life, but that phase where you are losing a bit of them each time they go in/out of hospital on top of the gradual decline weighs heavily.. our family is pretty candid about mortality because we’ve dealt with our share of grief but its certainly at the point where we’re expecting the next call to say something awful has happenned
4. My train pulled in at different platform with no warning on the board. I was not prepared to run today.
Struggling with humanity, in general.
Struggling with the worst boss I’ve ever had, specifically.
1 please, operator!
Thought I was getting paid today. Because of the bank holiday I’m actually getting paid tomorrow 😬🤦🏼 ah well, never mind!
I am currently in the process of renewing my visa and shitting myself.
I discovered late in the process, after submitting the paperwork, that due to a quirk in the immigration rules, it is unclear if I need to take a new English language test. I took one as quickly as I could (got a slot last Saturday) with the promise that the certificate would come *within* three working days.
My deadline for uploading the documents is 5:30 this afternoon, pretty much exactly three working days later.
If I don’t have the certificate by then, I am, at best, out some four-digit amount of pounds and several weeks of additional waiting. At worst, I get deported and can’t reapply to move back for two years.
I am going to be sweating bullets until I get that email.
I’ve got two 3s. I’m going to the dentist to see about my broken filling. I doubt she’ll fix it today so I’ll probably have to go back and then end up paying a load of money. My brakes are squealing too. I’m going to end up paying a load of money for that too.
Another burst water pipe near my house means the road is closed again. Great, that’s a 4 mile detour to get around it.
Been smashing through migraines for the past few months. Hadn’t had one in 8 years. Not sure whether the stress of life and moving into my new home has ruined me.
The funky light show cannot stop any sooner.
I spent over 6 hours lovingly making a chicken soup from scratch. Had a bowl for dinner, one of the best soups I’ve ever made. Put the rest in containers to cool.
Left them out all night.
Sincerely, I burst into tears when I saw them on the counter this morning.
3 please operator.
Why oh why has everyone in the UK decided that 40 mph is the correct speed to join a motorway full of free flowing vehicles?
1. My direct boss uses a lot of words to say nothing and often breaks into laughter at the end of a sentence.
He delayed our exit from a supplier meeting by 20 mins yesterday because he talked about nothing for literally 90% of the time. My colleague and I said perhaps 5 words total and were holding our bags ready to go the entire time.
Still the best job I’ve ever had.
Got into work at 5.45 this.morning and found that half of the work space has been rearranged. Not a massive deal but it looks weird and my brain doesn’t like it 😂
3. I think the Mrs is shagging the guy from Milk & More. Fridge is absolutely rammed with what appears to be milk.
1. I discovered my work shoes aren’t waterproof.
The way I discovered this was when I accidentally poured the contents of a patients catheter over them.
Oh and at the beginning of a 12 hour shift. So spent 12 hours in piss soaked socks and shoes.
I had to dig some MOT out the bottom of a bulk bag yesterday (several bags) and the stupid sides kept flopping in and fowling my shovel.
I keep the bags, of course. Stack up about 10 of them thinking “I’ll need these one day” and then inevitably chuck them away when I have a sort.
Three, please. I got an ear infection last week. I thought it was nearly over but I’ve woken up with an earache again this morning.
4. There was an accident on the A14 on Tuesday 9pm. One lorry and one car. 3 serious injuries, one sadly died. One vehicle caught fire, which made the road unsafe.
Firstly, I’m sorry for the family and friends of the people involved.
From what I have read and my interpretation, a Lorry was coming out of a lay-by into the car. (This maybe wrong)
I guess the impact caused the fire.
What I am complaining about is the amount of time it takes our country, our councils *NOT* the emergency services and their work and investigation, to reopen a short stretch of road. The road reopened last night around 8pm. 24 hours… I drove past it at 8am. There were a few officers in their cars, it was mostly cleared.
What’s the process for resurfacing a road here??
A usual 12 minute drive took 100 minutes. We need better road systems.
Three, please.
Reddit keeps trying to push hair replacement bullshit at me, despite me being a baldie for over twenty years now.
I made my peace with it as a child, Reddit, you can’t shame me!
1!
I work for a Government company and, honestly, the glacial speed at which anything is done is incredibly frustrating.
What doesn’t help is when you point these out to management you get fobbed off with platitudes and vague promises of improvement.
My team got promoted and I spent it by myself in a hotel room in the middle of the night 9,086 km away…
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