Long time no post...
The thing is, work in real life has been properly barmy, and I didn't have time to hop here (as well, most things weren't too bad - so nothing weird to post about, and nothing good and fluffy enough to share either; the average "blah").
Weirdness and a healthy dose of plonkers are threatening my health again (so this is more a testimony "in case I collapse" than an actual growl).
I'm currently dealing with someone who's not doing his job, which prevents me from doing mine properly (I'm resorting to MacGyverish tricks to... well, do my best in such circumstances). I sent an SOS (I didn't even bark at the plonker!), and what did I get? That thing barked at me, pretending that he was doing his best.
Oh.
Really?
Can I get his wages if I manage to do the job - on time?
More and more, I'm dealing with bipeds not doing their jobs and hissing if you say anything.
These days, there are works wherever I go. Just yesterday, I saw one bloke working on something in a street on my way to work. There were five other blokes around him - just watching him; the whole scene looked weird and wrong.
Cherry on my real life cake? My Internet provider wants me to use their optic fibre box.
That looks good on paper, but:
- I never said I was okay with that.
- I'm not even sure the fibre connection in my flat works.
- if there's any issue, they won't help much.
- I've read accounts on the net saying that fibre isn't that stable with the netbox they want me to use
- the box has a noisy fan (some people had to change providers because of it!).
About that last point, my next words may sound a lil' bit extreme, but... I don't want to die. Since the downstairs A/C debacle, I can no longer stand fan noise - and I'd collapse, for good, with a noisy fan 24/7 in my flat.
Sweet Merlin! I hope I can stop the fibre fiasco - and manage to get what I need to work properly at Job #1...
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Back to St John's wort (and I really didn't need that!).
2 comments:
real life is a downer on occasions! work has been 'fun' (sarcasm font) daughter has decided to work in Milan, youngest is couch surfing to an extent and not finding himself a flat! and guess who gets first call when problems occur! Meh, noise is not an issue for me but I am very sensitive to smell! any string smell makes me heave or worse, thankfully live in middle of no where but work has a new building going up next door and the noise and dust and smell is non stop all day! Just want to be in and done with!
we need a fully paid for retreat somewhere with decent internet, and spas! being waited on hand and foot and no phone/work/idiot bipeds!
*HUGS*
I hope your daughter will like Milan (that's already rather "south" of Italy for me) and your son will find a flat (that's got to be stressful).
Ouch! I've just discovered that the lady in front of my flat has a hard time with smells, too. That looks tough.
I hope the new building will be finished soon! *fingers crossed*
If the publishing business goes well, I'll come and snatch you to a nice place (somewhere plonker-free, with cocktails, and a lovely beach?).
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