Well, time for a life update. I need somewhere to vent and as there isn't anyone online that I can vent at, this will have to do. Sorry blog. This is going to hurt me more than it'll hurt you.
So, got a job now of a sort working in a supermarket behind the meat and fish counter. Kind of fun work, everyone is very lovely and friendly. I smell of fish after every shift which is very unpleasant and my last shift I caught myself getting quietly irate at the customers for buying too many things. I just wanted to be left alone to get on with my washing up, thank you very much.
Plus I had to rip out some poor fish's gill with my bare hands which left me feeling a little ill.
But yes, normally I only do two days, but I've recently been doing some overtime. I was offered to do some today but I decided I'd had enough of this work business thank you.
I have to cycle into work you see and it's a ten mile round trip. I don't think my weak and feeble legs could manage 50 miles in one week. My turning down this extra day of overtime however has lead to John remarking to my mother how angry he is that I am horridly lazy and workshy when he works every hour god sends to put food on the table.
And mum seems to agree, commenting that she would also have a problem with me if she were my employer and I declined to do more overtime.
But what really gets me is that I haven't really done anything wrong. Apart from possibly lacking a poor work ethic and leg muscles. I thought everyone was strapped for cash these days, so if anything I've done them a favour by not doing a third day on time and a half pay.
So the air is a bit rife with tension in the old house at the moment. But I digress...
I'm feeling somewhat lost this weekend. Still rather miffed I didn't get the job I wanted and because of that and the current situation I find myself in.. I'm really not sure what to do with myself.
I could move out, I could move away, but do what? And go where? The one job I would really like isn't really an option for at least two years given public spending cuts, so what's the alternative?
I could get a police staff job, but they don't tend to be very entry-level friendly.
Or I could get just a random job.. somewhere. Start afresh! Lay down roots! Plan for the future.
Or I could stay here, crack on with Waitrose and my voluntary stuff which will hopefully start soon and try and do some good until I can shoot off elsewhere.
I could always run away and join the Foreign Legion.
Hm.
Thinking about it, it's not really a problem. If I'm unhappy at my job, get another job. One will come along eventually. If I'm not happy at home, move out. But in order to move out I'll have to work more which leaves less time for volunteering. Which seems like quite a silly drawback, but it's just the kind of guy I am. :p
I'm sure it'll work out eventually.
