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by a-liquid-sky
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I’ve got really bad acid reflux, but I can’t complain about it to anyone, as I have eaten like trash the last two days, so it’s likely self inflicted
Not really a complaint, but I start my new job today – to turn it into a complaint: in the centre of town on the hottest day of the week and I woke up with a massive case of imposter syndrome this morning.
I’ve got a cold and I feel rubbish. I’ve not been sleeping well because the kids don’t seem to be able to sleep and I’m feeling so run down.
Less than 4 hours sleep a day i can manage, being bitten on the arse by some mosquito on steroids, however, has made me wake up in a foul mood
Estate agents are also on my shit list, but I’d be going against reddit tos if I go into that one
Just watched some video of a day in the life of a District Nurse.
A comment asked what you need to study to do this.
Idk, fucking Nursing?
People leaving globs of porridge in the sink in the work kitchen. Get in the fucking bin.
Decided to update my cv and my completely dormant LinkedIn account and checked to see how it looked on the search results.
Then stumbled on social media comment featuring my full name. The user states they were in my year group and then stated I had “no friends and was an arse” at school. Without doxxing myself it was a post about unusual names.
I worked out it was in fact someone from my year group but I was never in their social circles, nor shared a class with them. I don’t have any negative memories about them either. I never felt like I fitted in and that sort of confirms it. I don’t remember being an “arse” as I was always trying to avoid conflict, drama and so on. Maybe I was or said the wrong thing – but damn, I didn’t know I was visible enough to make such a bad impression that someone went out of their way to write a short story about me.
Not really sure how I feel about it other than complete shit. Wondering whether to reach out to them and apologise.
Just finished my night shift a bit late and stood brushing my teeth and looking out the window, smelling that wonderful fresh rain smell and thinking about how much I miss mornings. On nights all summer. No, I’m not happy about minimum wage and not even being paid for unsociable hours, pissed, not like it’s not skilled work either. In IT and security systems but can’t complain because it’s the family company and it’s a damn good job while I’m at uni, just cause I’m 20 and renting doesn’t mean my outgoings are any less than a 21yo on minimum wage, mildly infuriating, but it is better than it was but hmmm. My friend of the same age makes more working in a warehouse on days, and nothing against warehouse work but again I feel I should at least be getting unsociable hours pay.
Anyway rant over, I’m going to bed.
Work are stressing me out yet again with a stupidly big job (2½-3 days worth of work) that they want done by the end of today. Already started at 6, may have to stay late. I know it isn’t being finished today. The other sprayer for some bizarre reason has been put on another job and is away at 11 anyway, so I’m effectively up shit creek without a paddle.
Once again it’s humid. 🤢
Our next door neighbour is doing our head in – he thinks he can just use our drive whenever he wants. Now if it was a once in a blue moon putting tools there while he works on his cars or if he had the manners to at least ask/inform us, I’d say nothing. It’s a near daily occurrence at the moment though and he’s just so bloody rude about it.
He’s also bought an extra vehicle, parks with plenty of space between his vehicles but parks right on our border so he’s using our drive, and has actually dislodged at least one of the border bricks with his awful parking.
We have a plan to get a more solid border in but that’s not planned until September with no way to bring it forward right now as we need some help on it. Ugh.
I’m utterly bored and annoyed at my job again, but also completely exhausted by the idea of trying to job hunt and I want to do something different.
The entire south end of the country yesterday (not UK obviously) had the biggest amount of thunder and lightning I’ve ever seen here, and since I was working I got to see barely any of it. Let down!
Current forecast? Sunny 30c for the rest of the week, followed by 23c all next week and pissing it down. Next week being my week off, of course. UGH.
I’m on day 4 of taking steroids (Prednisolone). I feel like I am expanding like a sponge, my feet hurt, my body no longer tells me when I need to pee, which is great yet risky territory. The water retention is in full swing. 8 days to go then a wonderful trip to the hospital for an MRI. Hoping it’s not too warm today!! 🤞🏼
Varicose veins really fucking suck, that is all.
Haven’t been able to sleep at night these past couple of weeks because of the tenants who live one floor below us. They probably have a kid who is in summer holiday now and they’ve been smoking weed every single evening and throughout the night. I can’t keep my window open, neither could I keep it closed during the heat wave period. And the smell was so bad it would wake me up. I have a history of sleep apnea as well, so this is quite bad to my health. Now my sleep schedule is fugged. I’m thinking of making a complaint tbh.
Got a bit of a migraine as well.
I’m not going to comment on the mod getting done dirty by wordwrap, but where did you get your morse code from /u/a-liquid-sky? That’s not what a question mark looks like.
The cat walked on my keyboard and signed me up for Google’s AI offering. I have a chromebook that constantly complains it’s running of out of space but it won’t let me uninstall this garbage.
Been waiting for a letter off my solicitor to explain why our mortgage money got sent to the wrong person.
For 2 days he’s claimed he’s “just finishing it off now” and he’ll send it over “by the end of the day”.
Not sure why I’m surprised because he was useless with sorting the actual mortgage out. I mean how do you even send the money to the wrong person, when he had multiple copies of our bank details???
Last day of 3 weeks off with a 05:30 start tomorrow and a meeting tonight that is unlikely to finish before 10pm.
Sleep is overrated anyway right?
Sick of levering myself out of bed at 6.30. Normally fine but a weeks lack of sleep has caught up with me and despite having a few good nights the last few, I’m like a bloody zombie! Thankfully tomorrow is the last school day for a while!
Our corporate overlords are wondering why morale is through the floor, sickness is through the roof, and everyone is thoroughly pissed off?
Hmm, maybe it’s because, while the computer may say ‘that job is fine’ and it ‘maximises staff productivity’, working humans to their limits, with minimal rest, during and between shifts, day in, day out, week in week out, perhaps might not be so wise?
My asshole feels spicy but I can’t recall eating anything spicy in the last 24 hours…
I’m doing 3 ppls job at work. It’s great that things picked up, but I can’t support 150+ vessels all by myself. + reports + tracking engineers internationally.
Nobody is listening. “You have to manage things better “. b*itch how?!… I’m glad I’m on holiday tomorrow.
Currently on the loo being punished for eating spicy food with my work mobile, I’m logged into teams hoping no one needs me for the next thirty mins.
I think the black dog might be sniffing around again. It’s really not what I need right now. Not that any time is a good time for it, but, well, I can do without feeling like I’m wading through treacle all the time. I’m sure working nights doesn’t help, but until something comes up that pays the same, I’m stuck with it.
My normal office days are Monday-Wednesday. Went in on Monday only to realise I was needed for in person stuff Tuesday-Thursday instead. OK, no big deal – bit annoying to pay out for another day’s travel but I’m going into town this weekend anyway so it’ll probably even out.
Tuesday in person event got pushed back to next week. I had to skip the Wednesday one because of other urgent work that came up. And now it’s Thursday and whilst thankfully this is a fun event I am absolutely shattered and would far rather be at home. Throw in a change to our schedule where an event that got pushed back to November is now happening in September (so I have to do the same work in six weeks rather than 10 or 12) and I honestly just feel done at this point.
Oh, and the air con in our part of the building has finally given up the ghost.
As much as I like working in the public sector, I fucking hate that career progression relies on waiting for a role to come up and then having to go through a full job application process to try and get it. I could (and previously have) literally be doing the job of a pay grade above and it guarantees nothing. Of course management spew a load of bullshit about gaining experience etc etc etc and that it has to be “fair”. What’s fair is paying me for the fucking work I’m doing. Honestly at this point I’m only looking to go up a grade for the money, if I didn’t live alone I’d be fine on my salary so I’d just stay where I am, doing the bare minimum cos why bother doing more?
About to go for a long weekend away. The forecast where I’m going has been all sun and lovely weather. It’s now changed to pissing it down with thunderstorms.
Went out for a walk in the countryside yesterday for the first time in ages. Liberally sprayed myself with insect repellant and yet the horse flies found me irresistible. Both legs front and back with a bonus bite in the back of my hand. Am using Afterbite (stingy stingy stingy) but they’ve been taking it in turns to drive me mad with itching all night. Currently hand and right leg.
Once again, a GP has sent me a link to self refer for NHS talking therapies as a way to deal with my Fibromyalgia diagnosis. Once again, a diagnosis I have wanted removed from my medical records for a decade has prevented me from self referring. Once again, I relayed this information to the GP’s receptionist, and they said they would pass it on to the GP. Once again, I have heard nothing since.
I have been trapped in this cycle for so long with various health issues, this is just the most recent one. The NHS is wonderful for acute medical issues, but for anything chronic or mental, they are just a bit lost. Every GP I have spoken to in the last year about the fact I am in pain all the time has suggested stretching. Stretching. Because that hadn’t occurred to me years ago and I haven’t found days’ worth of content on YouTube to stretch and mobilise every millimetre of my body.
In the office today and someone has cranked up the aircon so it’s freezing 🥶 everyone’s dressed for the weather outside ofc
Food Poisoning combined with POTS and vasovagal syncope is hell on earth. Voted shittiest day of 2025. Pun intended
Just been for a quick walk and still incredibly sweaty cause it’s so muggy.
Still hugely pissed off at work for some recent things that have happened/are happening.
Got the keys to my house yesterday. My (live in) landlord is throwing a tantrum about my giving notice because I’ve given him the two weeks notice we agreed and not months.
Waited til nearly 5pm to get the keys because of problems up the chain and then got completely overwhelmed once I walked in there.
It’s so dirty and now it’s empty it desperately needs painting, and there’s minor issues like the back gate not locking or lining up with the catch. And I just sat on the stairs and sobbed like a kid.
I know once I clean it and paint it and put furniture in it will feel like home but I just felt so overcome yesterday and by the end of the month I need to move out of my current place
I am having a well earned day off today (I work in healthcare) and am at the dentist today.
My teeth feel like they are covered in film somehow and I’m out of coffee.
My sleep apnea has been really bad for the last couple of hot weeks. I’m so tired now. I wake up feeling exhausted and with really bad headaches.
The black dog has woken up from his nap and is growling menacingly. Not biting yet, but that evil twat is getting his teeth ready.
My job is easy, yet I can’t get it together enough to just fucking do it.
I just want it all to go away.
Moths. They’re back, despite spraying permethrin everywhere. Got loads of them flying around suddenly so I think a dormant generation has hatched. I hate using permethrin because it will also kill beneficial creatures (spiders) and it seems like a really horrible death for them, but it’s the only thing that’s (almost) worked so far and having moths blindly flying into your face all the time is really annoying.
This weekend, insect genocide round 2. Sorry, bugs.
I was about to take the dog out this morning when she promptly shat all over the hallway.
Why does almost all the coffee sold in supermarkets seem to be dark roasts? And hardly any decaf Swiss process whole beans! This is an outrage, I demand exactly the same coffee as the local grocery store near Ann Arbor where I used to live!!!
On that note, does anyone have a recommendation for a coffee house/roaster that does whole bean swiss process decaf in a fairly light roast? I’m trying to replicate my beloved Lobster Butter Love coffee from Roo’s Roast, I might try to get some imported.
49 year old married father of two. Bad things so far today:
– Piles are nippy as fuck which ruined this morning’s dump
– Builder doing up our house has decided original £60k cost is now £90k because *fucking reasons*
Fucking project/delivery managers who promise things to a client that from an engineering point of view is impossible.
Not much sleep due to worrying about stuff. Hot as buggery.
Still, on a brighter note it looks like FTTP is finally happening. The poles are going up around the estate at last.
I’m 56yo, last night I went out and had half a dozen beers with friends and was home by 10.30pm
So why do I feel like I was on a 12 hour bender today?
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