The Spirit of Movember.

I've been growing a beard (and keeping it trimmed I'll add) for about 2 years now.
It covers up a whole load of ugly but I liked it. The Wife strongly disapproved of it.
Tonight, I thought I would give her a treat and also join in with the spirit of Movember.
There was a bit of a bash on at work, hot towel shaves, beers and pie and peas, so I thought I would pop my head through the door for an hour so as not to appear ignorant.

I chose to get it all taken off...

...hey, it'll cheer the Wife up...

...or so I though.

It was half an hour before I got sat down...and then it took the best part of an hour to get it done...and when it was done I couldn't just leave without chewing the fat, could I?

So I rock up home after almost 2 hours, clean shaven and without a drop of beer passing my lips...to be greeted with 'I thought you were only going to be an hour?'

Well FUCK YOU...the beard's coming back!

The right information...

That's all I want. That's all we need here.
So, when I challenge our Sales person for the right info, why do they tell me that I'm 'pressing all the wrong buttons today'???


All I said was that it's OK moaning about getting an order wrong, but if we don't get the right information in the first place, what are we supposed to do?

Collegue Rant!

I don't often do it as it's against 'company policy', but this is a rant about one of my colleagues, and in no way reflects on my employer, or gives away their identity.

I only work for a small company. I look after the staff, across a few different departments.
The person I'm going to unleash a torrent of abuse against looks after himself and his sales. He had his only 'subordinate' taken away from him because he was unmanagable. When said member of staff handed his notice in it was a day worth celebrating.

But that's by the by.

Today this sales person of ours took my blood to boiling temperature in an attempt to inflate their ego even more than usual.

I walked into the office while he had his hand stretched out to our Administrator. The sales person of ours appeared to be moaning about how little money they had in their pocket.
I said, 'you're lucky, I've only got this until the end of the week haha'.
(2 quid by the way, unless I can get more spending money from the trouble and strife haha)

They then produced a wad of notes, we're talking maybe 300 quid.

I said that it must be bonus week and carried on about my business.

Now this is what really boiled my blood into a froth.
The sales person later came to see me, asking how come I was so skint when I was paid at the same time as they were.
Well, mortgage, council tax, bills, food, school fees, childcare, own car to run etc etc.
They said the best thing they ever did was move in with their partner, all they are paying out now is 400 quid a month.
My reply was that it was wholly inappropriate what they did, especially infront of our Administrator. (Who they were telling only a few weeks ago that they were in a dead end job!)
I know for sure (from the horses mouth) they wangled a pay rise to cover an increase in their rent within the last year or so.
I know the scams they are pulling...and the time they are wasting at work...yet THEY had the cheek to say I always find the bad in things.
It's not that, it's more that everything the present is bad.

Their work is substandard. Yeah, they're making the sales, but to have the majority of the workforce dislike them is becoming a massive drain on morale.

There isn't a day goes by that this person doesn't irritate somebody.
It's usually me, but that is because when I am at work I am 100% work focussed, this person is probably about 60% work focussed.
Personal calls, personal emails, leaving work early as they 'have to be somewhere'. This somewhere is usually at a neighbouring business chewing the fat.

Should all this piss me off?
HELL YEAH!
Our business is making this person successful, surely it should be the other way round?

Here's the little twist though...(and this is subject to change at any time) my Wife and I have worked through any problems we have encountered to make sure we're happy, and that we have a stable family. Although we don't have over a grand in spare cash a month...we have our own house...
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...and I don't think I'm hated within the company!

If anybody actually reads this, I would love to know your thoughts. Leave a comment, drop m an email, it's up to you.

Stop, and think about it.

I've realised lately that sometimes it's good to just stop.
Life is busy with a full time job, a part time job and a 3 kid family.

I've taken to finding a quiet place, and I'm lucky to not be far away from here, I can even manage to sit here for 10 minutes on my way to work if I'm not running behind too much.
 

It doesn't have any real relevance to me, it's not a significant place.

The best i can say is that it is near Bare Head Quarry...where my Dad used to work, apparently.

What i do like is the fact that it's usually quite windy and cold up there, and that there's nobody listening...is there?

Meh!

First Blog for me as a miserable swine!


I'm gonna moan about a lot here...I hope it pisses you off.


I don't think it's depression. Some things get me down, but depression is surely more than this.
I just put it down to being a proper miserable swine.


I'm a firm believer of 'if you have nothing good to say, say nothing at all', but I need to get things off of my chest sometimes and this is going to be the place that I do it.


Feel free to comment. I probably won't reply, but you never know.
Feel free to offer me a shoulder to cry on...non of my 'mates' do.