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Arrived at work early this morning, ready for another tedious day, only to find that I no longer have a working login on the computers. No fixing was possible for a few days, so busy work had to be found … Continue reading
9.26 I really don’t want to be here today. Not enough sleep last night and I can barely speak. Thankfully it is pretty quiet. 9.31 I hate the public 9.54 Just remembered I brought no money for food, will have to … Continue reading
On the 4th floor today, so a bit quieter. I think I’ll move up here permanently, I like it so much. Sauntered purposefully towards the swimming pool in the sunshine at lunch as usual. I’ve been thinking about the social … Continue reading
Another early morning, another day at work. I actually thought of something new to say about the call-centre today, though. Every time a call comes through I’m reading the paper on-line and get a beep in my ear and a … Continue reading
Every time you go away you take a piece of meat with you.
The day was dull-ish except around 1pm where I was led to the third floor to listen to one of my calls with a camp fat man and score it with green, amber and red traffic lights. I got some … Continue reading
Working and swimming all day as usual. In the first part, there was at least one customer whose finances had been spectacularly fucked up somewhere along the line. In the second lots of macho fuckheads who seem to think the … Continue reading
A fairly alright weekend, to make up for all the recent ones I’ve spent dozing, and all thanks to some sleeping pills called ‘Zopiclone’ which meant I had a proper Friday Night’s kip, for a change. Work on Saturday was … Continue reading
Had a nice couple of days off finishing the projects, which will be unveiled on Sunday for sure now. It’s ready today but I haven’t got the time as I have to watch the Simpsons and Derren Brown then take … Continue reading
I was up late last night, mainly concerned about an old friend who seems to be in a bad way. Managed to get to sleep at 3.30 or so, then woke at 7.15 and wandered how I’d managed to sleep … Continue reading
Furious entry
A more than tiring day at work today. Every time a call ended there was a two second space while I got up what I was reading, then *ping* incoming call. Every time I had to stop myself saying “leave … Continue reading
