'Its the end of the world as we know it..'
...and you know what.....I DON'T feel fine!
Welcome to another blog. A blog that, when first thought about over the weekend was going to be a light and happy one, however these last 3 days have been the absolute worst that I can remember for a very long time. We shall start, as usual, with the disaster that is my job...
Remember a few months ago when I went for a job in my firm and was told, in no uncertain terms, that I wasn't suitable for the position because I didn't have the right personality? Well towards the end of last week, another advert came up for a similar position in the department, so I emailed my boss and asked her if there was any point in going for the job, as she clearly doesn't want me anywhere near her (there may have been different words used, but its not too far off what I put!). Anyway, a few days after I sent the email, she finally came back to me and referred me onto the Business Manager (I didn't know we had one, so I was happy to learn something that day!). Fine, I thought, I'll just mail him and ask him the same question, which I did, and a meeting was set up, which of course he didn't turn up for on Monday. So, being bored as per usual I decided to speak to my boss again, who gave me the exact same response, but with added 'I do understand your position', and just a hint of 'haven't you left yet?', which popped a few more nails in the career coffin!
So, monday I left work thoroughly dejected, and having not heard from the 10 job applications I've applied for in the last week, nor heard from any of the 4 recruitment firms have joined, decided that life was shit, and no one is going to help you but yourself. So I am now sitting at my desk, waiting for the 4th time for the Business Manager to remember who he was supposed to meet up with, while he goes into meeting after meeting, doing his very best to ignore me, which isn't too difficult. I mean, after all, I am only in Data Support, and thats waaaaaaaayy below their lofty heights!
I have therefore made a decision. I will from now on, not care a jot about my job, I shall come into work every day, get on with my 'easier than walking into an oak-tree' work (without brain), whilst at every opportunity apply for as many jobs in law firms as I can, whilst at the same time really crack on with my coursework, and pray that I pass my exams next year.
Oh yes, and I will put down 2 more names onto the role of dishonour - those people who have crossed me and questioned my career, or purpose in life. Oh yes they mock me now, but in years to come I will be just as good, if not better than all of them. I was tempted to put all their names on the blog, in a BNP-style list, however they know who they are and my vengance shall be sweet, mwaahaahaahaahaa!
Anyway back to the rest of the depressing blog, and it looked like I wasn't going to be able to go to Hamburg after all! The villa website published details of the ticket information for the game on monday, so reading down it, it looked as though, unless you had been to any away games in the last 2 years, or had been to every european away game this year, that us poor old normal season ticket holders couldn't go. So, gutted because I had just seen well over £120 fly down the drain as the flights and hotel were non-refundable, I phoned the ticket office up this morning, ready to plead with them to let little old me go to hamburg. However, the very nice lady on the phone explained that I hadn't read the website properly, and missed out a crucial or in the information, therefore the tickets for season card holders or people with an away game booking history in the last 2 years can get their tickets on December 2nd, phew! Panic over!
The last bad thing I shall bore you with is the fact that my MP3 player has died on its ass, which after just 18 months is a really crappy mp3 player if you ask me. Thankfully I have my phone and adapter to use until I ever get enough money to buy another one, which at the moment will be on the 1st July 2014, unless something else evil happens to me in that time, which I think you will all agree, is completely possible with my luck!
There are so many other things that have gone wrong for me this week, however I shall not bore you with the details. Suffice to say I would like this week to end, so God can prove his bloody point about why everything bad is happening to me this week!
I've noticed a new show coming to our screens on sunday. Surprisingly its a remake (wow, we never get any of those!) of the 1970's show, Survivors. Now I shan't explain what its about, mainly because I haven't seen any reviews or storylines from it, however I will now confidently predict what will happen using my knowledge of the 1990's take on it, shown on ITV, called The Last Train. I would be amazed if Survivors didn't have the following show highlights:
- Gangs forming in 'ghetto's', mainly wearing bandana's and shouting alot;
- The ridiculous sex aspect of the show, and the immortal words 'lets repopulate the world', or words to that effect;
- Most of the people in the show going mad at one time, and/or starting a fight with people in the 'good guys' group;
- Witless vandalism of statues, monuments, and priceless artifacts, for no purpose other than to show that the BBC used to have a budget for the show;
- The obligatory stupid girl, that wanders off and gets herself killed/raped by something horrible (usually the blonde one); and finally
- If the show is like The Last Train and wants to disappoint the whole audience, 'Life on Mars' style, for no reason at all, nail two people to a cross, then burn them for being normal!
Happy viewing!
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