taking on too much

I realised yesterday that a large portion of my time at work is taken up doing things that aren't actually in my job description. I've ended up taking on other peoples work or am busy doing favours for my boss, like updating his iPod or looking for birthday presents for his grandkids online. It made me wonder, what would happen if I actually put my foot down and said 'Sorry I can't right now, I'm snowed under right now'? Would the whole place grind to a halt?

We were told a few days ago that they're looking at ways to cut the hours without having to give someone their notice, I sat and nodded as the manager and his little sidekick explained that with the credit crunch gripping the planet we weren't doing as well as we have been and we need to take steps to minimize the damage. I can understand that perfectly but when two staff leave an hour early every day it kinda pisses me off. When those two staff leave they still get paid, why? because one of them is responsible for working out the rotas and submitting the hours to accounts and the other is her sister, that's 10 hours every week we could save. I came close to saying something, why should I get hours cut and lose money when two people are are claiming 5 hours pay each for not being there?

I just love it when people are caught doing stuff at work when they shouldn't be, like smoking behind the filing cabinets. I'm far from perfect but I'm also not an idiot. If you're going to break the rules then get rid of the evidence!

Unrequited love's a bitch

I don't have the confidence to walk up to someone and ask them out or tell someone I like them, especially someone I'm acquainted with and that is a problem. There's someone I like, I've liked him for the best part of a year. I see him on a semi-regular basis at work, it's never guaranteed when he'll be in but when he does come in my heart races and I go all quiet, my philosophy is 'don't say anything at all and you won't say something stupid'
He's a customer so when I do have to speak to him it's always the same few lines. I don't know him well enough to randomly strike up a conversation. I have absolutely no courage. It would probably be perfectly easy to and he probably wouldn't read too much into it but there's also that small chance that his face would twist, that look of revulsion in his eyes and the hand gesture to shoo me away and I'd be left a blubbering mess and red faced.

I made a point of smiling at him the last few times he's come in. I smile at everyone else and in my efforts not to look like some idiot in love with him my face was doing a weird scowling thing. Not in the slightest bit attractive.
My goals
1) smile at him when I serve him
2) Say goodbye when he leaves
3) don't be mean to other people when he's around.


In other news I'm trying to watch what I eat, I'm not exactly fat but I am a little heavier than I'd like to be. I'd be perfectly happy just dropping one dress size. I've already gotten into a routine of doing more exercise than I'm used to but I've noticed that my intake of food has gone up. I'm considering counting my calories. It seems like the simplest way, burn more calories than I'm taking in. We'll see how that goes.

If theres one thing I can't stand

If there's one thing I can't stand it's being around drunk people when I'm sober.
You go for a few drinks after a hard nights work and you're met with some idiot who thinks it'd be funny to try and pat you on the head while you're talking to your friends or repeatedly tell you to "smile, stop looking so miserable" and no matter how many times you say "I'll smile if you leave me alone" or "please stop touching me weird stranger", they just don't seem to get the message and I'm the bitch when I run out of patience and tell them to "please leave me the fuck alone, I'm after a quiet drink." That hurt look that slowly ebbs onto their faces is priceless.

In the space of 45 minutes we saw two under 18's escorted from the premises after hiding in the toilets and getting mates to smuggle them drinks, one bloke try and leap frog the DJ's box and steal some cd's and a man throw his prosthetic leg at one of the door staff who'd only been trying to do him a favour by holding the door open for him. Charming.

Work in Progess

It's almost 6am and I'm still not asleep. Sitting in front of a laptop trying to think of something to blog about certainly isn't helping but the idea of lying awake for what will seem like hours is in no way more appealing.

It's not that I have trouble sleeping, it's more that I have trouble sleeping at the same time as everyone else. I finish work late and need a couple of hours for my body to unwind and my brain to slow down, before I know it it's 6am again and I'm sitting in front of the laptop trying to think of something to blog about.

I feel at my best when it's dark outside and it seems like the rest of the world is sleeping. It's almost as if time is standing still and I'm the only who knows it.

I watched Little Miss Sunshine, it reminded me of my desire to jump in a car and drive across America. It always looks cool in the Movies. Unfortunately a few things stand in my way.
1) I'm not in America, need to have some way of getting there.
2) I don't hold a drivers license, need to get me one of those.
3) I don't have much money, need to start saving.

We had a family day out the other day and it made me realize that not being able to drive meant our schedule was completely reliant on bus timetables, we ended up having to kill time waiting for a bus to take us from one town to the next, which then meant we had to speed around an exhibition we'd been wanting to check out because it was closing soon. Had I been able to drive we'd have been able to use our time more affectively and we'd be able to places that aren't on a bus route.

So my main goal for 2009 is to get a drivers license or to at least get some lessons.