Another Day of Drudgery
Sep. 24th, 2007 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lupestripeWell tomorrow's another weekday and I can already tell you how my day's going to pan out:
7.10am - Wake up, stab mobile phone grumpily to make the noise stop, go back to sleep
7.24am - Get out of bed and get dressed
7.26am - Brush teeth and flatten hair down through the miracle known as water. Inevitably spill toothpaste down my shirt, necessitating a change of attire
7.29am - Gather wallet, keys etc
7.34am - Get a lift to Yarm station
7.36am - Arrive at Yarm station
7.37am - Catch train
7.41am - Get ripped off by the extortionate prices TransPennine Express charge first thing in the morning
7.54am - Arrive at Northallerton station in a grumpy mood
8.01am - Buy milk from Tesco. Get no Computers For Schools vouchers. Get stuck behind the whole of the local comprehensive school buying E-numbers for their day of truency ahead. Every little helps my arse
8.07am - Arrive at work
8.08am - Sign in at work. Be annoyed that someone has written 8.10am in the book before me, denying me two additional minutes of Flexi.
8.10am - Switch on computer. Find it doesn't work. Try again
8.11am - Forget password. Hit computer for a bit. Remember password. Log in
8.12am - Pour myself a glass of said milk and put the rest in the fridge. Anticipate it to be warmer than Satan's Buttcheeks before 10am
8.14am - Lose will to live
8.17am - First assinine conversation of the day - usually regarding Big Brother or some other such nonsense
9.00am - Order toasted teacake from local sandwich place for breakfast. Order food for whole office too. Get one joker who wants to pay for a £1.25 bacon bun with a £20 note
9.20am - Get a colleague to make tea for me as I'm too damn lazy. It comes back resembling toilet sludge but I feel too self-conscious not to drink it
9.25am - Teacake delivered
9.26am - Find out teacake firm has overcharged me for my order. Complain. Anticipate they will do it again the next day regardless
9.40am - Finally wake up
9.41am - Wish I hadn't
10.00am - Observe Fire Alarm test (Monday's only). Release that the lady who announces that the Fire Alarm test is about to commence is louder than the Fire Alarm and put the idea to management that they should do away with the siren and just keep the woman
10.35am - Go to the toilet, release they are cleaning it, hang on for ten uncomfortable minutes
10.45am - Go to the toilet once more. Find someone has stuck a whole toilet roll in one of the toilets. Resign to using the pebbledashed one instead
11.00am - Receive motivational speech about targets and tasks for the day. Feel patronised
11.10am - Sink into depression after having entered the "dark hour" (11am-noon). Spend the next three hours trying to work out which way I fancy being ripped off for lunch today
2.09pm - Go to toilet
2.10pm - Go for lunch
2.40pm - Come back from lunch
2.41pm - Go to toilet
3.40pm - Recieve cake from colleague who is into home-baking. Release it's the best thing you've eaten all day and curse the packaged sandwich people for charging £2.50 for some soggy saturated fat wedged in a plastic container
4.20pm - Wash up cup and cutlery from the day's activities
4.25pm - Get phonecall from angry farmer demanding my time just as I'm about to go home
4.40pm - Leave work
4.53pm - Arrive at station
4.55pm - Chunter about train being four minutes late. Always
4.59pm - Catch train home
5.11pm - Arrive at Yarm station. Get stuck behind an old couple with a suitcase. Try to get past them and fail. Eventually manage to dodge round them and walk home
5.15pm - Contemplate getting alcohol from local supermarket. Generally resist temptation
5.37pm - Arrive at home
5.38pm - Go on computer
5.40pm - Check emails, LiveJournal etc
6.00pm - Do updates for my website
Not that I'm a creature of habit of course - I just live a painfully dull life during the week. Ah well, only three more weeks of this job before something far more interesting will come my way. That's the hope anyway...
7.10am - Wake up, stab mobile phone grumpily to make the noise stop, go back to sleep
7.24am - Get out of bed and get dressed
7.26am - Brush teeth and flatten hair down through the miracle known as water. Inevitably spill toothpaste down my shirt, necessitating a change of attire
7.29am - Gather wallet, keys etc
7.34am - Get a lift to Yarm station
7.36am - Arrive at Yarm station
7.37am - Catch train
7.41am - Get ripped off by the extortionate prices TransPennine Express charge first thing in the morning
7.54am - Arrive at Northallerton station in a grumpy mood
8.01am - Buy milk from Tesco. Get no Computers For Schools vouchers. Get stuck behind the whole of the local comprehensive school buying E-numbers for their day of truency ahead. Every little helps my arse
8.07am - Arrive at work
8.08am - Sign in at work. Be annoyed that someone has written 8.10am in the book before me, denying me two additional minutes of Flexi.
8.10am - Switch on computer. Find it doesn't work. Try again
8.11am - Forget password. Hit computer for a bit. Remember password. Log in
8.12am - Pour myself a glass of said milk and put the rest in the fridge. Anticipate it to be warmer than Satan's Buttcheeks before 10am
8.14am - Lose will to live
8.17am - First assinine conversation of the day - usually regarding Big Brother or some other such nonsense
9.00am - Order toasted teacake from local sandwich place for breakfast. Order food for whole office too. Get one joker who wants to pay for a £1.25 bacon bun with a £20 note
9.20am - Get a colleague to make tea for me as I'm too damn lazy. It comes back resembling toilet sludge but I feel too self-conscious not to drink it
9.25am - Teacake delivered
9.26am - Find out teacake firm has overcharged me for my order. Complain. Anticipate they will do it again the next day regardless
9.40am - Finally wake up
9.41am - Wish I hadn't
10.00am - Observe Fire Alarm test (Monday's only). Release that the lady who announces that the Fire Alarm test is about to commence is louder than the Fire Alarm and put the idea to management that they should do away with the siren and just keep the woman
10.35am - Go to the toilet, release they are cleaning it, hang on for ten uncomfortable minutes
10.45am - Go to the toilet once more. Find someone has stuck a whole toilet roll in one of the toilets. Resign to using the pebbledashed one instead
11.00am - Receive motivational speech about targets and tasks for the day. Feel patronised
11.10am - Sink into depression after having entered the "dark hour" (11am-noon). Spend the next three hours trying to work out which way I fancy being ripped off for lunch today
2.09pm - Go to toilet
2.10pm - Go for lunch
2.40pm - Come back from lunch
2.41pm - Go to toilet
3.40pm - Recieve cake from colleague who is into home-baking. Release it's the best thing you've eaten all day and curse the packaged sandwich people for charging £2.50 for some soggy saturated fat wedged in a plastic container
4.20pm - Wash up cup and cutlery from the day's activities
4.25pm - Get phonecall from angry farmer demanding my time just as I'm about to go home
4.40pm - Leave work
4.53pm - Arrive at station
4.55pm - Chunter about train being four minutes late. Always
4.59pm - Catch train home
5.11pm - Arrive at Yarm station. Get stuck behind an old couple with a suitcase. Try to get past them and fail. Eventually manage to dodge round them and walk home
5.15pm - Contemplate getting alcohol from local supermarket. Generally resist temptation
5.37pm - Arrive at home
5.38pm - Go on computer
5.40pm - Check emails, LiveJournal etc
6.00pm - Do updates for my website
Not that I'm a creature of habit of course - I just live a painfully dull life during the week. Ah well, only three more weeks of this job before something far more interesting will come my way. That's the hope anyway...
