Edit - @ Trip Man - Ahh, that's shit man. At least mine isn't a
real job. It's got no career prospects & is going absolutely nowhere. Call centre monkey material. Managed to blag my way off the phones for the time being but that's coming to an end shortly so it will be back to the proper horrific reality of actually doing what I'm paid for again.
hahahah nice logic, spanner
*p45*
muah ;p
I jest of course. hope you manage to blag it tomorrow.
Haha, I wouldn't even be that bothered. I've quite clearly been subconsciously trying to lose this job for ages (can't even be that subconscious either, if even I can notice it lol) so I don't think I would care too much. Just fucked up timing really. I can't stand my job though, actually makes you feel like the scum of the fucking earth (the lowest of the low, I don't hate the english, they're just wankers.... etc) at times.
Ever get that feeling of being trapped? It's like, I can't stand what I'm doing at the moment, yet I can't see a sensible way out of it. Starting to think the fact that I'm 27 at the end of the month might be a sign. Year long hardcore drug binge, fuck the rest, then brap, one to the dome about 12 months from now (I don't really mean that btw lol).
Tripman - Re the speakers, they're KRK R6's, bought them off the back of a few recommendations on here so they better be banging. Got excited for a minute after being awoken by the slightly irritated woman on the phone telling me that it's not a real bank holiday so assumed my speakers would be here. The posty fucking knows though, he KNOWS it's a real bank holiday so he's not delivered my shit. I'll need to do a 10 hour shift the mora to hopefully find them waiting on me when I get home.