Took my passport application to the post office, it cost me £85.50p, 77.50 for the passport and 8 for the post office to check it for me, which i think she did in front of me, basically she looked at it and said, "yeah it looks good" (in a think indian accent) hopefully there won't be any issues with it and it comes back quickly.
Also, tonight is my last night before starting my shift again tomorrow :( i'm not looking forward to it, i can't articulate just how much i hate that fucking job, its not the type of work itself, i was doing security before and that was fine, still boring though, the company, even though i'm not really into the fashion industry, i think its all a bit pointless, its something for rich people to spend money on and think that their better then everybody else because they can afford to spend 17 grand on a handbag, i mean really wheres the sense in that, we have telethons every year because people are starving and rich bitches are spending my years salary on a fucking handbag, sorry i got a little self righteous there, but in saying that what could 17 grand do for hungry people around the world, a damn sight more then a handbag thats for sure, it'll most likely get used a few times then sit in a closet collecting dust until the animal its made from is extinct, i dismiss the fashion bullshit, the managers are the same as every other place on earth, Shit rolls down hill and respect can only go up, basically, we get shit on and HAVE to like it, but even that i'm used to, but not in a literal sense, I've never worked in a job that was a prominent night shift, i call security a slow death, because your not doing much of anything and it fells like your dying, security on a night shift however feels like i've already died, but no ones told me yet, as if doing so will make me drop down dead.
I didn't work last week, i had the weekend off :) and its felt so damn good. Over the last 4-5 months, maybe more, i've been getting increasingly tired, i was only able to get 8 hours of sleep in any 24 hour period, but i'd start getting tired after only being awake for about 6, so i started having kips (naps) at around 2 to 3 pm for about an hour and a half, of course that removed an hour and a half from my 8 hours of daily sleep allowance, meaning that i'd get 6 and half hours that night, needless to say my sleep patterns were fucked and i constantly felt like crap, but the last few weeks i have felt great, no longer tired, waking up in the morning feeling fresh and rested.
And tomorrow all that ends, tomorrow at 19:00 (GMT) i start my shift again.
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