I only worked there 3/4 months myself. It was turning me into a massive bastard. I was living with my mum over summer, and she was begging me to quit because she didn't like me on work days/nights. I worked the weekend too! Oh it was fucking horrid. Never got to see any of my mates or family, I would be up when they go to bed, return home when they wake up. The only weekend I got out in town was when I booked a holiday for it haha And then spent £300 on cocaine and strippers. Good times.
Oh yeh shit, they fired me for moving house. I told them that I was booking two days off for it (working nights means two days run into one), they said "no we'll give you one", I was like you smackheads, I will not be coming in. Time came to it, and they were raging about it. Told them I wouldn't put a shitty nothing job before my mother, he said "oh no no no I am not saying that...", so I said "what are you saying then?", so he fired me haha. I didn't get taken off of the payroll though for 5 weeks though. Free £1000? Thank you.
been drinkin & doin k since i got to dublin airport. pizza in the oven. funky tunes on the go. Sippin cider & choppin another fat line k at the mo. Would love a smoke. Shall get some 2moro. enjoy whatever yiz are doin.
