First day of holidays, had a breezy drive to the airport… flight is delayed. And the AC is on full whack in the terminal so I am afraid I’ll start my trip with a cold. Great. (Yes, i am sure many people would love to trade with me instead of being at work).
I’m disappointed after waking up, to find out my dream of winning the lottery wasn’t real and I can’t drive to work in my lambo.
got to drive down to fucking London for Co. Durham tomorrow to drop firstborn off at uni with all his gear, while I’m chuffed to bits for him (its his dream course, uni, and location) I’m pissed off because.
* its fucking London and I hate London (too many people)
* I’ve got to drive in London (near Wembley)
* gonna be a lot of driving
* my Ex (his mum) is insisting on coming too to see him installed in halls, meaning I’ve got to tolerate her on the way back….
so its gonna be a fun day tomorrow….
I’m annoying that I woke up and discovered it’s not Friday and that I still have two full days of working
I dreamt that I retrained as a arborist but then woke up to go to my dead office job.
On Sunday, got on the bus to my office, only to find myself behind some kind of protest march.
About sixty people on foot, followed by a car, followed by a rented double decker bus with barely anyone onboard.
Fortunately, they forked off reasonably early onto my commute but the completely unnecessary use of a bus meant that they had to take the commuter roads rather than the largely pedestrianised side streets, which means all traffic behind them had to literally go at walking pace.
Edit: To clarify, this march doesn’t seem have been planned in conjunction with the local council. There were no police, CSOs, or signs, all traffic was travelling along its regular routes, and the last I saw of it, the protestors were heading towards traffic heavy areas moving away from the town centre.
It’s very windy, just like yesterday
A very minor one this week: it is now that time of the year where it’s more difficult to get out of bed because of how warm and comfy it is compared to outside of it.
I’ve moved to a new flat over a week ago and TalkTalk are driving me insane. On the 15th they were meant to install my internet but the engineer had a wee look at the box, said “nope” and marked my order as rejected and then left. I never even saw him.
I phoned them to ask where the engineer was, spent over 2 hours on the phone, getting passed around more than Bonnie Blue until they gave me a new installation date of the 30th.
I wasn’t happy so I put in a formal complaint. Now they’re coming today between 8am and 1pm. I’ve just had an email off Royal Mail saying “we’ve got your TalkTalk parcel and it’ll be delivered on Friday!”
I fear that if the engineer can’t use the old router I’ve kept from my last flat, I may throw it at his head.
Saw my GP today. He’s offered to sign me off with depression. Didn’t realise it was that bad. I’m too busy to stop working tbh, so instead he’s offered me a sick note with “whatever adjustments will help” trouble is I have no idea what will help?
I went to a concert on Saturday and now im full of cold. On my week off. Had so many plans to get shit done round the house and instead im just laying on the sofa watching crap tv feeling sorry for myself.
I’m aware this is a very first world problem, but my cleaner is here so I’m trapped working in my spare room and didn’t bring my coffee or overnight oats upstairs with me. I have a fear of inconveniencing my cleaner so I’d rather sit up here starving and dying of thirst.
I had horrific diarrhea yesterday afternoon and last night, to the point where I ended up feeling light-headed and generally discombobulated. Thankfully remembered I had some electrolyte tablets and had a couple of those. I tripped the light fantastic a fair bit overnight but have woken up feeling fine (if a bit washed out) so am now in work and contemplating whether lunch is a good idea or not
Toothache from hell and can’t get a dentist appointment until next week 😭
Some guy stole one of my neighbours’ recycling bin at about 11pm last night. I heard him empty the bottles and shit out into the street. Opened the curtains just in time to see him hoist the bin onto his back and leg it up the road.
It was either a revenge take back or he lives on another street with the same number and needed a bin. Either way, did he really have to empty it into the road?
I have a minor cold. Not enough to be off work and tucked up in bed mainlining lemsip but that annoying background cold that involves a running nose, minor cotton wool brain and background ache.
Some idiot has taught my 6 & 7-year-old daughters about ***Yellow Car – No Returns***…
Now I keep getting slapped round the back of the head when Im driving them to school.
Throat is seizing up so I know a cold is potentially on its way.
Going to dose up on sachets and hoping it will pass ASAP.
Only today and tomorrow left of our New Forest trip. Today’s the first day since last Tuesday that I’ve felt ok and not dying of a bug.
So it’s been a tough week.
Our cabin is right in the forest so we’ve seen loads of deer, horses, cows right by our garden fence area overlooking the forest. The minor complaint though is almost every guest prior had seen the white hart but we haven’t yet. Boooo
This is annoying me far more than it should, but I’m trying to buy some A5 sized box files. They’re the perfect size to keep all kinds of things in, but they don’t bloody exist any more – literally nobody sells them.
I went to WH Smith (only to be reminded of their silly name change) but all they had was foolscap – a size of paper we don’t even use in this country. Ebay and Amazon, nothing. Staples, tantalisingly listed on the website but permanently out of stock.
Why wasn’t I notified that this useful item had been deemed obsolete? I would have stocked up. Oh cruel fate, why do you mock me?
The dog woke me up at 5 am and I’m praying the headache I have is just tiredness as I’m off to Scotland on Saturday and not another sinus infection.Looking forward to drop the dog off tomorrow at the boarding kennels luckily he likes it there was going to dye my hair today but going to do it tomorrow when it’s quiet.
I can just feel the start of a cold coming on. The usual, sore throat, runny nose kinda stuff and I go on holiday tomorrow. Not been ill all year either.
This is quite stupid but I was playing at the park with my nephew, we were trying to go as high and as fast on the zip line as possible. Somehow I’ve punched myself in the nose during this process, not too hard but it smushed my glasses into my face and has left quite a bruise. Not only does it hurt but it’s quite a big bruise with the stupidest explanation ever. Almost as bad as the time at school that I accidentally chipped a hockey ball into my own face and gave myself a black eye.
Hotels. Why would you possibly NOT have a power point next to the bed?
Just typical Thursday. For some reason it’s not being particularly good today.
My neighbor has lost his fob to get into the block of flats. He’s also a drug user so he’s in and out at all hours. He buzzed my flat at 4am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep so I’m absolutely knackered already on top of a nasty cold. I also have to take my dad to a hospital appointment this afternoon when all I want to do is be a slug in bed.
What’s even more annoying is that the entry system was updated recently and the new intercom has a mute button which seems to time out because I know I turned it on before bed last night!
We need minimum speeds on motorways and A roads with National Speed Limit.
Today, among traffic in three lanes going 65-80 across three lanes we pass around a bend to find a car doing maybe 35 mph. No flashers, not an old driver, just very slow. This almost caused a chain of collisions as cars tried to get around the essentially stationary car (stationary relative to everyone else). Maybe 50 should be the minimum? If your vehicle can’t do 50, you should not be on this sorts of roads. 100 year old cars on the London Brighton run can do 50.
With that change, we then need custodial sentences for people who hog the middle lane because ‘it is easier’ for them. Long custodial sentences, please. Followed by a matching ban.
Appointment for a repair got rescheduled again. Something to do with the engineer’s iPad not working (so they couldn’t access info on the jobs they were doing that day).
At least I was able to get the new one narrowed down to a half day slot, so I don’t have to be up early and waiting in all day with no idea when – or even *if*, at this rate – they’ll show up.
I get it. Things go wrong. Emergencies come up do they have to prioritise other jobs and rearrange the less urgent stuff. But it’s hella frustrating to have this happen twice now. Third time’s the charm, I hope!
Off sick and was hoping to take advantage of the Double XP on Call of Duty Zombies (not played it since about Easter) that starts at 18:00.
My internet went down at about 23:30 last night and the router’s still sat there impotently flashing its little red light.
Got a haircut at a Turkish barber, never had one done before so wasn’t sure what to expect. Turns out to be the second most painful experience of my adult life.
No haircut should ever involve fire, but it’s too late, I’m locked in the chair with a towel wrapped around me tight enough that I cannot escape. SO this guy “burns” the hair in my ears, by actually touching the fire to my earlobes, which was bad enough, but then the neck shave began. For this I was leaned right back to I was laying down, and then he picked his bluntest cut throat razor and set to.
After 20 agonising minutes he stopped and stood back, astonished at the many cuts he’d inflicted, and threw some sort of alcohol which splashed up into my eyes. While I was blinking wildly through the pain, he got a hot towel and applied it tightly to my neck to stop the bleeding.
After that it was the head massage, which was what I thought a wing-chun exhibition fight with Donny Yen would be like, and then he got another hot towel and wrapped it around my face and then smothered me with it, leaving me gasping for breath like a grounded fish.
After I paid up, I left and walked home in a stunned silence. I looked in the mirror and marvelled at all the blood stains I had on my jumper, which I immediately washed hoping they would come out. The worst thing is I was a brave boy and didn’t cry, yet didn’t get a lollipop at the end.
Woken up to the start of a cold, on the first of my next 6 days off.
I have to fight through it though because I’m off to see the Inside No. 9 stage show today and I’ve been looking forward to it for too long to give in
Complaint: it’s not the weekend.
Thought my uni class was later, luckily realised in time but I’m mad as heck I couldn’t take my time
Landlord dropping an electrical inspection on me last minute,rude
I work with someone who has started using AI tools to help with their work. Fine.
But, I warn them repeatedly, if it tells you something you don’t know you *must* double check. Anything that’s trivially verifiable is fine. Anywhere it does research and makes conclusions you have to do it too.
And this went on for a few months until this week they caught it in an error and they can’t work out how to make it produce what they know is the right answer or even acknowldge that it got anything wrong.
And somehow *I’m* the one that’s supposed to fix it because I’ve been telling them what to beware of so I must be an expert.
Understaffed, under valued, under paid, over worked.
Ordered some bike lights from a reputable web site that to all intents and purposes was based in the UK, shipped from the UK and took payment in the UK. Now I’m getting my lights from fecking *Australia*! 🤬
So in the aftermath of avoiding a write up at work because I got reported for leaving the kitchen in a state which was quite impressive because I wasn’t even in work on the day.
My supervisor couldn’t even be bothered to check the rota.
My supervisors are thick as planks
Why do I get sick after every vacation? Why does my (ageing) body (& the uk weather/climate) hate me?
Accidentally kicked the corner of the bathroom door with a bare foot and now my toe is swollen and hurts like a bastard. I couldn’t even shout a swear word because I didn’t want to wake up my partner, so just had to hop around in agony. Somehow it feels so much worse when your feet are cold. Just hope I haven’t broken anything tbh.
I’m behind at work, behind in my apprenticeship hours, not finished a cross stitch that’s a wedding gift and i fully need one of these not to be an issue so my life is slightly easier….
Currently feel like im playing endless catch up and the goal posts keep getting further away and there’s nothing that can be done currently
I had been doing my shoulder exercises for a few days thinking “this seems easier than it did at the appointment.” On day four, I realised I was using 0.5kg weights instead of 1kg weights. Serves me right for ordering them on my phone while waiting for a taxi without my reading glasses on. The correct weights arrived on Sunday. The exercises are appropriately trying now.
After several days of doing the correctly weighted shoulder exercises, my lower back and hips are still screaming every time I stand up. Funny that.
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First day of holidays, had a breezy drive to the airport… flight is delayed. And the AC is on full whack in the terminal so I am afraid I’ll start my trip with a cold. Great. (Yes, i am sure many people would love to trade with me instead of being at work).
I’m disappointed after waking up, to find out my dream of winning the lottery wasn’t real and I can’t drive to work in my lambo.
got to drive down to fucking London for Co. Durham tomorrow to drop firstborn off at uni with all his gear, while I’m chuffed to bits for him (its his dream course, uni, and location) I’m pissed off because.
* its fucking London and I hate London (too many people)
* I’ve got to drive in London (near Wembley)
* gonna be a lot of driving
* my Ex (his mum) is insisting on coming too to see him installed in halls, meaning I’ve got to tolerate her on the way back….
so its gonna be a fun day tomorrow….
I’m annoying that I woke up and discovered it’s not Friday and that I still have two full days of working
I dreamt that I retrained as a arborist but then woke up to go to my dead office job.
On Sunday, got on the bus to my office, only to find myself behind some kind of protest march.
About sixty people on foot, followed by a car, followed by a rented double decker bus with barely anyone onboard.
Fortunately, they forked off reasonably early onto my commute but the completely unnecessary use of a bus meant that they had to take the commuter roads rather than the largely pedestrianised side streets, which means all traffic behind them had to literally go at walking pace.
Edit: To clarify, this march doesn’t seem have been planned in conjunction with the local council. There were no police, CSOs, or signs, all traffic was travelling along its regular routes, and the last I saw of it, the protestors were heading towards traffic heavy areas moving away from the town centre.
It’s very windy, just like yesterday
A very minor one this week: it is now that time of the year where it’s more difficult to get out of bed because of how warm and comfy it is compared to outside of it.
I’ve moved to a new flat over a week ago and TalkTalk are driving me insane. On the 15th they were meant to install my internet but the engineer had a wee look at the box, said “nope” and marked my order as rejected and then left. I never even saw him.
I phoned them to ask where the engineer was, spent over 2 hours on the phone, getting passed around more than Bonnie Blue until they gave me a new installation date of the 30th.
I wasn’t happy so I put in a formal complaint. Now they’re coming today between 8am and 1pm. I’ve just had an email off Royal Mail saying “we’ve got your TalkTalk parcel and it’ll be delivered on Friday!”
I fear that if the engineer can’t use the old router I’ve kept from my last flat, I may throw it at his head.
Saw my GP today. He’s offered to sign me off with depression. Didn’t realise it was that bad. I’m too busy to stop working tbh, so instead he’s offered me a sick note with “whatever adjustments will help” trouble is I have no idea what will help?
I went to a concert on Saturday and now im full of cold. On my week off. Had so many plans to get shit done round the house and instead im just laying on the sofa watching crap tv feeling sorry for myself.
I’m aware this is a very first world problem, but my cleaner is here so I’m trapped working in my spare room and didn’t bring my coffee or overnight oats upstairs with me. I have a fear of inconveniencing my cleaner so I’d rather sit up here starving and dying of thirst.
I had horrific diarrhea yesterday afternoon and last night, to the point where I ended up feeling light-headed and generally discombobulated. Thankfully remembered I had some electrolyte tablets and had a couple of those. I tripped the light fantastic a fair bit overnight but have woken up feeling fine (if a bit washed out) so am now in work and contemplating whether lunch is a good idea or not
Toothache from hell and can’t get a dentist appointment until next week 😭
Some guy stole one of my neighbours’ recycling bin at about 11pm last night. I heard him empty the bottles and shit out into the street. Opened the curtains just in time to see him hoist the bin onto his back and leg it up the road.
It was either a revenge take back or he lives on another street with the same number and needed a bin. Either way, did he really have to empty it into the road?
I have a minor cold. Not enough to be off work and tucked up in bed mainlining lemsip but that annoying background cold that involves a running nose, minor cotton wool brain and background ache.
Some idiot has taught my 6 & 7-year-old daughters about ***Yellow Car – No Returns***…
Now I keep getting slapped round the back of the head when Im driving them to school.
Throat is seizing up so I know a cold is potentially on its way.
Going to dose up on sachets and hoping it will pass ASAP.
Only today and tomorrow left of our New Forest trip. Today’s the first day since last Tuesday that I’ve felt ok and not dying of a bug.
So it’s been a tough week.
Our cabin is right in the forest so we’ve seen loads of deer, horses, cows right by our garden fence area overlooking the forest. The minor complaint though is almost every guest prior had seen the white hart but we haven’t yet. Boooo
This is annoying me far more than it should, but I’m trying to buy some A5 sized box files. They’re the perfect size to keep all kinds of things in, but they don’t bloody exist any more – literally nobody sells them.
I went to WH Smith (only to be reminded of their silly name change) but all they had was foolscap – a size of paper we don’t even use in this country. Ebay and Amazon, nothing. Staples, tantalisingly listed on the website but permanently out of stock.
Why wasn’t I notified that this useful item had been deemed obsolete? I would have stocked up. Oh cruel fate, why do you mock me?
The dog woke me up at 5 am and I’m praying the headache I have is just tiredness as I’m off to Scotland on Saturday and not another sinus infection.Looking forward to drop the dog off tomorrow at the boarding kennels luckily he likes it there was going to dye my hair today but going to do it tomorrow when it’s quiet.
I can just feel the start of a cold coming on. The usual, sore throat, runny nose kinda stuff and I go on holiday tomorrow. Not been ill all year either.
This is quite stupid but I was playing at the park with my nephew, we were trying to go as high and as fast on the zip line as possible. Somehow I’ve punched myself in the nose during this process, not too hard but it smushed my glasses into my face and has left quite a bruise. Not only does it hurt but it’s quite a big bruise with the stupidest explanation ever. Almost as bad as the time at school that I accidentally chipped a hockey ball into my own face and gave myself a black eye.
Hotels. Why would you possibly NOT have a power point next to the bed?
Just typical Thursday. For some reason it’s not being particularly good today.
My neighbor has lost his fob to get into the block of flats. He’s also a drug user so he’s in and out at all hours. He buzzed my flat at 4am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep so I’m absolutely knackered already on top of a nasty cold. I also have to take my dad to a hospital appointment this afternoon when all I want to do is be a slug in bed.
What’s even more annoying is that the entry system was updated recently and the new intercom has a mute button which seems to time out because I know I turned it on before bed last night!
We need minimum speeds on motorways and A roads with National Speed Limit.
Today, among traffic in three lanes going 65-80 across three lanes we pass around a bend to find a car doing maybe 35 mph. No flashers, not an old driver, just very slow. This almost caused a chain of collisions as cars tried to get around the essentially stationary car (stationary relative to everyone else). Maybe 50 should be the minimum? If your vehicle can’t do 50, you should not be on this sorts of roads. 100 year old cars on the London Brighton run can do 50.
With that change, we then need custodial sentences for people who hog the middle lane because ‘it is easier’ for them. Long custodial sentences, please. Followed by a matching ban.
Appointment for a repair got rescheduled again. Something to do with the engineer’s iPad not working (so they couldn’t access info on the jobs they were doing that day).
At least I was able to get the new one narrowed down to a half day slot, so I don’t have to be up early and waiting in all day with no idea when – or even *if*, at this rate – they’ll show up.
I get it. Things go wrong. Emergencies come up do they have to prioritise other jobs and rearrange the less urgent stuff. But it’s hella frustrating to have this happen twice now. Third time’s the charm, I hope!
Off sick and was hoping to take advantage of the Double XP on Call of Duty Zombies (not played it since about Easter) that starts at 18:00.
My internet went down at about 23:30 last night and the router’s still sat there impotently flashing its little red light.
Got a haircut at a Turkish barber, never had one done before so wasn’t sure what to expect. Turns out to be the second most painful experience of my adult life.
No haircut should ever involve fire, but it’s too late, I’m locked in the chair with a towel wrapped around me tight enough that I cannot escape. SO this guy “burns” the hair in my ears, by actually touching the fire to my earlobes, which was bad enough, but then the neck shave began. For this I was leaned right back to I was laying down, and then he picked his bluntest cut throat razor and set to.
After 20 agonising minutes he stopped and stood back, astonished at the many cuts he’d inflicted, and threw some sort of alcohol which splashed up into my eyes. While I was blinking wildly through the pain, he got a hot towel and applied it tightly to my neck to stop the bleeding.
After that it was the head massage, which was what I thought a wing-chun exhibition fight with Donny Yen would be like, and then he got another hot towel and wrapped it around my face and then smothered me with it, leaving me gasping for breath like a grounded fish.
After I paid up, I left and walked home in a stunned silence. I looked in the mirror and marvelled at all the blood stains I had on my jumper, which I immediately washed hoping they would come out. The worst thing is I was a brave boy and didn’t cry, yet didn’t get a lollipop at the end.
Woken up to the start of a cold, on the first of my next 6 days off.
I have to fight through it though because I’m off to see the Inside No. 9 stage show today and I’ve been looking forward to it for too long to give in
Complaint: it’s not the weekend.
Thought my uni class was later, luckily realised in time but I’m mad as heck I couldn’t take my time
Landlord dropping an electrical inspection on me last minute,rude
I work with someone who has started using AI tools to help with their work. Fine.
But, I warn them repeatedly, if it tells you something you don’t know you *must* double check. Anything that’s trivially verifiable is fine. Anywhere it does research and makes conclusions you have to do it too.
And this went on for a few months until this week they caught it in an error and they can’t work out how to make it produce what they know is the right answer or even acknowldge that it got anything wrong.
And somehow *I’m* the one that’s supposed to fix it because I’ve been telling them what to beware of so I must be an expert.
Understaffed, under valued, under paid, over worked.
Ordered some bike lights from a reputable web site that to all intents and purposes was based in the UK, shipped from the UK and took payment in the UK. Now I’m getting my lights from fecking *Australia*! 🤬
So in the aftermath of avoiding a write up at work because I got reported for leaving the kitchen in a state which was quite impressive because I wasn’t even in work on the day.
My supervisor couldn’t even be bothered to check the rota.
My supervisors are thick as planks
Why do I get sick after every vacation? Why does my (ageing) body (& the uk weather/climate) hate me?
Accidentally kicked the corner of the bathroom door with a bare foot and now my toe is swollen and hurts like a bastard. I couldn’t even shout a swear word because I didn’t want to wake up my partner, so just had to hop around in agony. Somehow it feels so much worse when your feet are cold. Just hope I haven’t broken anything tbh.
I’m behind at work, behind in my apprenticeship hours, not finished a cross stitch that’s a wedding gift and i fully need one of these not to be an issue so my life is slightly easier….
Currently feel like im playing endless catch up and the goal posts keep getting further away and there’s nothing that can be done currently
I had been doing my shoulder exercises for a few days thinking “this seems easier than it did at the appointment.” On day four, I realised I was using 0.5kg weights instead of 1kg weights. Serves me right for ordering them on my phone while waiting for a taxi without my reading glasses on. The correct weights arrived on Sunday. The exercises are appropriately trying now.
After several days of doing the correctly weighted shoulder exercises, my lower back and hips are still screaming every time I stand up. Funny that.
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