A gay indie boy living in suburban South West London recounts his trials and tribulations dealing with sex, sexuality, growing up and getting older

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Random Rant

I just need to get this off my chest...

I come into work today and receive this e-mail

Has anyone got Tom a birthday card? I think it was his birthday on Saturday. I know Ian mentioned it to Claire on Friday but we didn’t get around to doing it in the end. Could you pop out and get one I’m not sure if I’ll get the chance to go out today. I can sort out for everyone around here to sign it...

Oh, hai you. Why don't you go and get the fucking card if you're so bloody concerned about it? In fact, why didn't Ian and Claire spare a thought when they were colluding on Friday instead of leaving it till three fucking days later (when, coincidentally both Claire and Ian are on fucking holiday)and asking me, someone who barely knows Tom, to then purchase his birthday card just so you lot can seem like you care. If I cared, I'd probably know the date of his birthday. In fact, I've only been here 7 bloody weeks and you're already taking fucking liberties.

Cock off.

And no, I'm not a morning person.

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Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Worst Case Scenario

They're probably three words that strike fear into a lot of people's hearts, but when you think about it, shouldn't we welcome the worst case scenario?

I don't know about you, but I constantly live in fear of losing my job. This is a completely false paranoia, and it doesn't matter if I'm doing particularly well or not, I always have it. When my boss does pick up on something bad, I feel like it's the end of the world. But what would be the worst case scenario? What if I did lose my job?

Well, I'd probably still wake up tomorrow, which can only be a good thing. I'd probably have to sign on for a few weeks or months but, again, this is probably not a bad thing; at least the support is there. And, of course, I'd have to look for a new job. But the weird thing is, in a sense, I'd feel relieved. Relieved because there's nothing worse that could happen. Once you are living the worst case scenario, it can't get any worse.

Right now I think I'd welcome that particular scenario; I need some time off, and my boss is breathing down my neck!

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