AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Manic laughter = epic win.
Right, first off - I are has a job. It's good, I'll be given my official start date soon, and then it's monthly pay and desperate rebudgeting for a few weeks.
Now on to the more important news (meaning something I WANT rather than something I need) -
I've just had the most awesome news from Virgin Media. I paid out for a new net connection (plus home phone and t.v. package - winner) just last Friday, and while I requested the 6th of July as an installation date, it turned out they decided to lumber me with the 8th of July instead, which is a Tuesday.
Now, for those slackers among you, most people WORK Tuesdays, especially between 08:00 and 13:00, which is when they'd scheduled my installation for. So I sucked up my courage and asked my manager if I could have the morning off. Sadly, I knew this approach was doomed from the start as I'd gotten a sneaky peek at our holiday rota earlier on. If I had been allowed the morning off it would have left our new fish on her own, which would have been incredibly out of line, even for someone as selfish as me.
So I made the call. You know, the inevitable call that lasts for half an hour during your lunchbreak when you could be doing something useful, like sitting down.
Except it didn't take half an hour. It took ten minutes. I got through to some shock-horror COMPETENT advisors, who after hearing my work hours suggested Saturday as an installation date.
THIS SATURDAY. Between 08:00 and 13:00. Andwaitforit!
...they even told the installation team to call me beforehand to make sure that it was okay!
How awesome is that? Now I'm going to eat my mini cheddars, scoff my coronation chicken sandwich and reflect upon all the horrible things that are likely to happen to me to counterbalance this run of good luck!
I hope no hot girls die..
Love, Odsox
Showing posts with label jobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jobs. Show all posts
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
Wednesday, 25 June 2008
"It's time to light the lights!"
Good morning.
So were you one of those kids who knew what they wanted to be when they were little? Like fireman, policeman officer, vet, showjumper, model, actor, singer, blah de blah yakkety shmakkety?
What did you want to be?
Because I didn't know. I remember once when a friend of mine was over, we were only little, five or six or seven. I think it was his mum that asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up, and I'm pretty sure my buddy responded with one of those usual answers. I, however, replied simply, 'Nothing.' Looking back on it, that seems like a perfectly legitimate answer. Shit, up until a few months ago I still didn't know what I want to do with my life.
I've been through phases, same as you guys. I wanted to be an actor, I wanted to be a musician, I wanted to be an artist, a writer (admittedly I still want to be a writer - keep an eye out for dodgy fan fiction and short stories!), for about a week I wanted to be a fashion designer. Seriously! I was fifteen at the time, I think. Obsessed with cool outfits and the like. I wanted to be something that involved doing what I wanted, using my imagination, and the last thing I wanted to do was be stuck in a boring job where all I do is take orders from higher-ups.
Hence my never having a paper round or getting a Mac job. But you know, I was working in retail at the age of fifteen, and I stuck with that job for three years. What a mistake. I've been known to flit between temp jobs - I've been a temp for about five years now. I had one permanent job at a restaurant which worked out really well once I started my chef training, but due to constant misunderstandings between myself and the boss, who I admittedly never liked anyway, I quit.
Now, at the age of twenty-three (feels more like forty-seven), I've finally whittled my ideal job list down to one thing, one almost unattainable thing.
I'd like to work for the Jim Henson Creature Workshop. Obviously I have no training, no experience, no skills, no nothing, but I think if I ever got the chance, I would take that job like a fucking shot. Have you ever seen The Muppets or Farscape or The Storyteller? Not to mention Labyrinth, Dark Crystal.. Their creatures are just so brilliantly varied! I'd LOVE to make monsters for a living!
Anyway, I've gone on for a bit, so I'll let you lot get back to whatever it is you were doing before I interrupted you.
Hope I didn't take up too much of you your time!
Love, Odsox
So were you one of those kids who knew what they wanted to be when they were little? Like fireman, policeman officer, vet, showjumper, model, actor, singer, blah de blah yakkety shmakkety?
What did you want to be?
Because I didn't know. I remember once when a friend of mine was over, we were only little, five or six or seven. I think it was his mum that asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up, and I'm pretty sure my buddy responded with one of those usual answers. I, however, replied simply, 'Nothing.' Looking back on it, that seems like a perfectly legitimate answer. Shit, up until a few months ago I still didn't know what I want to do with my life.
I've been through phases, same as you guys. I wanted to be an actor, I wanted to be a musician, I wanted to be an artist, a writer (admittedly I still want to be a writer - keep an eye out for dodgy fan fiction and short stories!), for about a week I wanted to be a fashion designer. Seriously! I was fifteen at the time, I think. Obsessed with cool outfits and the like. I wanted to be something that involved doing what I wanted, using my imagination, and the last thing I wanted to do was be stuck in a boring job where all I do is take orders from higher-ups.
Hence my never having a paper round or getting a Mac job. But you know, I was working in retail at the age of fifteen, and I stuck with that job for three years. What a mistake. I've been known to flit between temp jobs - I've been a temp for about five years now. I had one permanent job at a restaurant which worked out really well once I started my chef training, but due to constant misunderstandings between myself and the boss, who I admittedly never liked anyway, I quit.
Now, at the age of twenty-three (feels more like forty-seven), I've finally whittled my ideal job list down to one thing, one almost unattainable thing.
I'd like to work for the Jim Henson Creature Workshop. Obviously I have no training, no experience, no skills, no nothing, but I think if I ever got the chance, I would take that job like a fucking shot. Have you ever seen The Muppets or Farscape or The Storyteller? Not to mention Labyrinth, Dark Crystal.. Their creatures are just so brilliantly varied! I'd LOVE to make monsters for a living!
Anyway, I've gone on for a bit, so I'll let you lot get back to whatever it is you were doing before I interrupted you.
Hope I didn't take up too much of you your time!
Love, Odsox
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)