Saturday, 12 December 2020

So 2020 when...

 You hope someone gets the random shit you're going through. But, apparently, they do not. And you have to falter through it alone... K, fine. But think i'll be trying to gag myself on ur ballz as a response? Wrong? Chivalry isn't dead. You just need to try harder. #gutted. #I Wish I Could Though. # I shame my family nqme

Sober update - Not sure what I was going through here but it seems to have felt pretty effing deep. Damn.

Saturday, 30 May 2020

Ugggh

Ok. I'm back at work. Wondering everyday if I should email the guy I work with (who has blanked me - Well let's be fair ignored me socially but stared at me everytime we're in the same room WTF DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?-  since our last date 1 + year ago) if he's survivied the pandemic ok out of curtesy. So I'm that British, apparently.

Also, My company gave me the opportunity to EFF THEM UP (Comms sent a draft copy to be released to public instead of the final copy). I flagged it 'n' fixed it. THEN I find out they screwed over my work BFFL. RAGING. YOU'D BE IN THE SOCIAL MEDIA SEWER IF I'D NOT FORSEEN THIS. YOU DIDN'T DESERVE ME TO REMOVE YOUR WORD COMMENTS INSERTS FROM YOUR 'FINAL' COPY. CUUUUNTS. THINKING OF WAY TO RELEASE THE ORIGINAL WITHOUT BEING SACKED.

Sunday, 3 May 2020

WHAT IS EVEN ANNOYING ANYMORE?

WHAT IS ACTUALLY ANNOYING ANYMORE? I DON'T EVEN KNOW! BEING LITERALLY LOCKED IN WITH A NOISY NEIGHBOUR? CHECK. LESS FUCKING MONEY? CHECK! PLANS YOU'VE BEEN PUTTING IN PLACE FOR (IN SOME INSTANCES) 2 YEARS + GETTING FUCKED UP BECAUSE SOME TWAT SOMEWHERE ATE A BAT? CHECK. FUCKING HEEEEEEEEEEELL. JUST LET ME OUT OF MY HOUSE, LET ME (and shit, I never thought I'd say this, and I imagine in a year I'll be like 'omg wish I was at home getting paid to watch netflix again' because bitches be dumb) LET ME GO BACK TO WORK WHILE I STILL HAVE A FUCKING JOB.

AND ALL I CAN THINK IS OMG HOPE MY EX HASN'T GOT CORONA YET. BUT ALSO I HOPE HE HAS. BUT MILDLY. FUUUUUUUUUCK. AND. AND. SHOULD I EVER PROCREATE MY GRANDKIDDIES WILL BE LIKE 'OMG WHAT DID YOU DO DURING THAT TIME?' and I remember asking my great grandma this about WWII and I got amazing stories about amputations and surviving Japanese POW camps. And what will my lineage get? 'Well I drank copious , like literally, actually ridiculous, I mean the people who drank only wine all the time because water was unsafe would be like 'WTF', amounts of wine and binged the following television series...which BTW I can heartily reccommend...'

Sunday, 29 March 2020

Corona

So my company (who a month or so ago sent us all an email boasting about our 60m+ profits for last year) have been getting back to me since Tuesday. They are just awaiting confirmation that this government loan will go through before they say how much money I'm to get as I can't do my job because of corona restrictions. LOL.


Fucking cheap cunts. Wouldn't even pay for 3 seats space around our MD when we paid to fly her back from her holibobs (TRUE STORY; HER ACTUAL REQUEST). Cheeeeaaaaaaap.

Saturday, 29 February 2020

Feminism

K so for a long time I have rallied against Western feminism. What right do women have when women in the western world can still be, basically, legally raped*as i look as reservations*, I've muttered to myself. BUT. (and I know it's not the same). A little over a year ago I complained to my HR that by boss once (amongst a multitude of other things - shout out to every vegetarian that's been told they need some meat in them-) told me I was "lucky he didn't do something bad to me while blotto". At the time I told him he couldn't say that to staff. He scoffed. They did nothing. BUT I was allowed to change departments - a rare treat in my company. We were the other side of the office but still. I knew how rare of an honour this was so I was honestly grateful.

Shoot forwards 1 years 2 months. He's just moved to be backing on to me. Aparently this is O.K. companywise. That's one thing. But only one of my friends from this end of the office has stuck up for me on the subject. This is once of the most painful things I've lived. People I thought were friends are rolling their eyes at my opinion that women don't need to be spoken to like this. They're saying I'm not being professional. They're asking if I'm not their friend either because I didn't take a mint from them. Like I'm in the wrong for not writing this kind of thing off. He essentually threatened me. Do I think he'd ever rape or assult me, no? Do I think threatening me is okay, STILL FUCKING NO.

When he has been made to apoligise to me before (this has gone on about 7 years?!) he's said he was sorry I was offended by what he said. Not that what he said was offensive. How could he offend? He's a man and women are mean, evil, meaines.

I know a lot of women on this planet are assulted. That's honestly awful. But let's be honest. I'm here genuinely saying I'm lucky I was only threatened with violence; not presented with it. So let's take a good look at ourselves. I think it's generational. My friends in the office under 35ish *flipped* their*shit*. They went senior. Put complaints in as senior as they could. Said their hubbys could wait outside work for the guy. Older people that I called friends rolled their eyes at me. Looked exasperated that I'm not over it yet. Muttered that he's said he want's to be friends with me again and it was me being "difficult". Causing "problems". For wanting a mediocum of respect. I. Think. Not.


He now makes at least 2 gibes at me a day. 'I'll have this team soon too, you see. I'll be king of this team again soon'.\ 'Oh ho, isn't this funny, it's just hilarious! LOL!' etc. That's allowed. He's just being  the banter king. FFS how dare I think I shouldn't have to sit there and be goaded by a sad, old man all day. WHO DO I THINK I AM? I am so fucking unreasonable.

No-one on my team has spoken to me unless it's workwise for a week there now. I thought we were friends. I just sit in silence, listening to him. When he says stuff they all say nothing. sometimes they just laugh or gabber away with him. They don't say 'too far', 'give it a rest'. Nothing. Because clearly, I am at fault(!).

I AM allowed to be moved away from him though. As soon as he can move me. (f.y.i he's not in I.T. , it's not his job to move desks). When he decides that he has enough time he will move my desk away and not until. He laughingly said it won't be this week. Then he moved his own row of desks back slightly, played with lego and set up his new phone. I AM THE ARSEHOLE THOUGH.

I AM NOT IN THE WRONG. No-one can talk to us like this anymore. Thank FUCK we live in a new world. SOON no woman -regardless of social contructs or circumstance - will have to take this shit. Woman ARE equal and soon every man will not be able to question this. I've learned that women are our own enemies.

Came here to delete this but you know what I'm two years deep and this shiz is still flaggin on my radar so NO. Don't delete. He was just made my Team leader again because apparently grievances don't count for shit? Here for future reference. We don't have to take this shit. Hashtag Still Going Strong. It turns out the head of my H.R department thinks all of the above was not ok. Also, I hashtag got the last laugh.

Tuesday, 10 December 2019

Saturday, 30 November 2019

Uuuuuuugh

People everywhere still piss me off.

I got ghosted by an on/off "friend" of 1.5+ years. My reaction was to bleach my hair and crash diet until I'd lost 11 lbs. Did it re-attract his attention? No. Did I feel better? Actually, yes. Wrecked my hair, though. Literally. Would probably only recommend the 800 Kcal a weekday diet aspect of this demi-breakdown tbh.** (Brekkie: Coco shreddies, Lunch: snack cheese, 4 crackers, low cal crisps and maybe an apple, dinner: soup and 4 crackers diet plan. Actually not as hard to maintain as it sounds).

He's a douche but smarter than 90%+ of the people where I am so who am I to try and call the shots? Not my war to win. Correct use of an apostrophe is basically foreplay for me these days. I guess this is what pushing 30 feels like.

People are dumb where I'm from. "They emailed asking for an emailed copy of our forms. But there's no address on the case. What email address should I use?" THE ONE THEY FUCKING USED MAYBE?! MIGHT BE THEIR FUCKING EMAIL ADDRESS?! SINCE THEY ARE, YOU KNOW, USING IT. Fucking cretins.

Or the legendary line used once in my office: 'I can't use that machine (a desktop franking machine) I'M TOO TALL'. Too. Fucking. Tall.

I think I stay here 'cause it makes me feel smart.



**For a bit for a crash diet. Not long term. You can't do long term. Sooner or later someone will mention a chippy tea and. You. Will. Cave. (and it will be glorious; you will regret nothing).