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Woke up feeling even more below par than usual this morning and considered phoning in sick, but then remebered that I needed the money and that finding my boss’s phone number would be a bigger hassle than actually going into … Continue reading

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Saturday night was alright. Cooked Thai for Spanish and Slovak people, drank red wine with coke (the house drink) and went out to a rubbish club called Audio, then left to avoid falling asleep on the floor. My old housemate … Continue reading

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Haven’t been keeping this updated of late as have fairly little to say right now. The job is dull, but no longer driving me crazy. The task of talking to the public has moved down a notch in my head … Continue reading

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Last week nearly killed me. Way too much work, nowhere near enough sleep. On Saturday I sat with some people I haven’t seen for a while. Mere kids of 19 years old, working a bit in their gap years. Very … Continue reading

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Some mornings are fine. Six hours sleep, wheatgrass, coffee & crunch cereal, brisk walk down the hill, my wrecked shoes filling with rainwater. Then into reception, past the chatty young trainees to swipe my card past all the security doors, … Continue reading

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And so up at 6.20am to get to call-centre work. Maybe get home at 6pm. On a Saturday.

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The end of this week feels like the beginning of a new era. Don’t know why, because it isn’t. Today has been taxing beyond the call of duty. The storm blowing until the afternoon set the tone – I was … Continue reading

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More shop talk

Last phonecall before the weekend today was a woman who had been left by her husband with two disabled kids and horrific debts. She was sobbing down the phone to me for a quarter of an hour. For some reason … Continue reading

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Interesting call today. The guy ended by saying “no offence to you, James, but may Lloyds TSB Card Services rot in hell” then hung up. Yesterday morning there was some guy who couldn’t believe we had the temerity to charge … Continue reading

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Another weekend. Went to some place called the Engine Rooms with 4 or 5 other people who were all doing pills, though I wasn’t. Was ok. Then we went to a party in a cupboard and after I tried in … Continue reading

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