• 🇬🇧󠁿 🇸🇪 🇿🇦 🇮🇪 🇬🇭 🇩🇪 🇪🇺
    European & African
    Drug Discussion


    Welcome Guest!
    Posting Rules Bluelight Rules
  • EADD Moderators: Pissed_and_messed | Shinji Ikari

The Angry Thread: Debt Until Death...

Status
Not open for further replies.
The most horrendous day at work I've ever had in any job. Fucking hell it was horrible. Tomorrow is going to be even worse. Was pretty shit all day because I'm on this new job and don't have a clue due to bad training, the trainer keeps telling us the wrong info and we keep doing things which make everything worse. Just as we were about to finish for the day I get an email from another staff member saying a customer from yesterday phoned going mental as I'd promised to call him back and hadn't...except I had called him back TWICE and he never answered so I left messages. Turns out yet again my trainer had given me total wrong advice on what to do, which I'd done, totally fucking things up even more. I need to call the customer back before I finished telling him the situation was even worse now than it was yesterday and he went ballistic, demanded to speak to a manager, lodged an official complaint against me, reported me to the head of the company. Meanwhile the trainer and my coach do nothing to help me despite me not knowing whats actually going or or how to fix it they just fuck off home for the day and leave me to deal with it. So I've to go back in tomorrow, when neither the trainer nor the coach are going to be in and deal with this and whatever other situations pop up, none of which I know how to deal with, without any help. It's a fucking joke. This customer is loosing thousands of pounds a day so I can understand why he's pissed off but we are so ill equipped to deal with this shit because the training is a joke and the trainer is a clueless clown.

Lol fuck that shit. I wouldn't be able to hold me rag.
 
Walking home from the pub, tripping my tits off and don't even know what planet I'm on and I get jumped by a gang of scallies - experiencing ego-death and getting a kicking, not a nice way to spend a thursday evenining. :| The sooner I get out of the north, the better.
 
Urrrrgh. Not pleasant at all.

Unfortunately the scallies are everywhere, north and south. They're just softer down south and wear more gold jewellery.

Not that it's any consolation whatsoever after what must've been damn well horrific.
 
Last edited:
I'd be scarred for life if I got a kicking while tripping, I freak out so fucking easily on psychs I think just seeing scallies would be me into a massive bad trip.
 
Last edited:
im pissed off i called that agency t find out what was goin on and i got fobbed off with someone saying the person i deal with was on the phone and will call me back


not a fucking word from her, she can go fuck her self , ive had my hopes up for what ? a fortnight or more now?
 
You phoned them at half 11 on a Friday night whilst blue'd out your nut?

There's no such thing as a really good job. Jobs are at best an inconvenience and at worst a major stress out.
 
There's no such thing as a really good job. Jobs are at best an inconvenience and at worst a major stress out.

i think there can be, i know several ppl who love their jobs. i do when its going well. the trick is finding out how someone will pay you to do something you'd do anyway if you had a life of leisure.

ugh smacky i think it may be time to get in touch with other agencies, though not whilst wrecked on benzos, they prob don't help you put your best self forward. was sorry to read about some of the other stuff thats happened with you recently and as you've said, a job will really help you make the positive steps you need to.
 
^^^

I fekin hate agencies but they seem unavoidable these days, last year I went through 2 rounds of interviews for a pretty good job in London. The agency rang me up afer the second one and told me I had the job they were just waiting for the details of the offer, only to ring me back the next day and glibly say it had fallen through.
 
they are utter arseholes! i hate them, almost as much as online job sites (i'd like the stats on how many people who apply through those actually get the job, guess would be 0.0%).

last year i was going through a rough phase on my course and put my cv online to see what other options i had. quickly took it off cos i realised i didn't wanna quit. got a phone call from a bitch who clearly couldn't read, as she thought i had a PhD rather than was quitting one, as it clearly stated. she was offering me a basic office admin role at 13k, less than UK research council grants, like she was calling to say i'd just won the lottery, then had the cheek to imply it was my fault she'd called me in error despite my CV being removed several weeks ago!!! frustrating, but that said all the other calls i got were from people who clearly understood where in industry the skills i have are applicable and are keeping my details on record for when i'm done, so its not all bad but they are specialised industry recruitment agencies rather than the shite temping agencies.
 
Agencies are fucking shit from the lowliest data entry sweatshops to the quite specialised ones I deal with from time to time in my field. Blow smoke up your ass one minute and treat you like you're GOD then drop you like a hot potato the next.

I'm annoyed because I bought a document shredder today (yes I know, fucking dull purchase but I've got stacks of paperwork I don't want cluttering up my house) and blocked it. Then I unblocked it with a treasured swiss army knife and fucked both the knife AND the shredder. I was really enjoying putting unopened bills through the fucker. Now I've just paid for a new swiss army knife on amazon and I'm contemplating taking the shredder back tomorrow and saying 'it just went like that, give me a new one.' Fuck it, I'm going to do that.
 
the trick is finding out how someone will pay you to do something you'd do anyway if you had a life of leisure.

Let's be realistic though, that's never going to happen. Where am I going to find someone to pay me a wage to travel round the world having fun all the time. It's not gonna happen. I think as soon as something becomes 'work' it instantly stops being as enjoyable anyway.

hate them, almost as much as online job sites (i'd like the stats on how many people who apply through those actually get the job, guess would be 0.0

I don't think your guessing skills can be very good like. I would imagine nearly everyone uses the online websites to find work these days, it's more than likely the number one source to find employment. I don't use anything but online job sites when I'm looking for work in the past few years. Who actually bothers to knock on doors or write proper letters these days?

I'm annoyed because I bought a document shredder today (yes I know, fucking dull purchase but I've got stacks of paperwork I don't want cluttering up my house) and blocked it.

Burn them?
 
travel writing spade.

i honestly would do what i do if i have a life of leisure, just at a faster pace and way more stressfully. think about all the 'gentlemen scientists' who pretty much instigated revolutions!!!!

ok i mean the sites where you actually apply not the ones rather than just shove your cv on and see what happens. my boyf didn't even get his own job in a different city (and he had v good references).
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Top