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12月30日

I can't convey my mood here

So I won't. I just had to let you all know that I was in a mood of some description, which defies my personal attempt at description. Contributors to this are:
 
  • Today was my last Saturday shift at Waitrose. I will work another four fridays, and thats it. No more Luke/Jenny/Sally/Flo/Cat/Alex/James.
  • I played badminton this afternoon for two and a half hours.

Hope you all understand now. I wouldn't.

12月28日

This is how it will Be

  1. I get up tomorrow morning, and there is a letter from UCAS on the doorstep confirming my 3 unconditional offers to all my remaining universities.
  2. I go to Archway in January, and meet all the volunteers. Amongst them is my future best man, who just so happens to be studying at the same uni as me. We get on famously.
  3. I resign from Waitrose on January 31st, earning my bonus and leaving that dead-end job with cash in hand. In my happiness, I buy a lottery ticket for the first time.
  4. I win £64,000 on the lottery. I pop it in a high-interest savings account, and go to Everest Base Camp.
  5. Return triumphant from EBC, having learnt to play bridge and summited some random high mountain or other.
  6. Go to uni. Along with my future best man, meet 3 awesome friends, 2 male, one female, and the love of my life, reciprocated.
  7. 2nd term - we all move in to the same flat.
  8. End of uni, get a first.
  9. Go on to become doctor and save many lives.
  10. Come home from work one day and...
  11. Invent longevity vaccine. Rename it, because the name longevity vaccine is shockingly ironic considering it's purpose.
  12. Invent method of turning carbon dioxide into perfectly buttered toast.
  13. Invent method of transporting vast quantities of perfectly buttered toast to 3rd world countries.
  14. Go to bed. Get back to work for the next morning on time.
  15. Live a long and happy life.
  16. Live longer, due to longevity vaccine, averted global warming and general world happiness due to removal of starvation.
  17. Observe the progress of humanity.
  18. Die happy.

Nothing better than some realism to temper Christmas.


Comment reply: Emma Pidduck

Why £64,000? Well, money makes you happy, no? No. Only goes a short way, and then it becomes spurious and rubbish. £64,000 is a nice figure as it allows you to buy things you want and sort out nice presents for people.

And who needs huge amounts of money anyway when you are about to invent some of the answers to the worlds problems, and something for vain people also?

Comment reply: Jenny Mohan

Won't you hate yourself forever if that comes to pass?

12月24日

Charlotte Church

I heard a song by Charlotte Church this evening, 'Dream a Dream'. In this song, she sings operatically. As I heard it, I thought "Wow, Charlotte Church can sing! Amazing, the hidden talents some famous people disp--wait."
 
In all the Charlotte Church Shows and the 'Crazy Chick's and the 'Call My Name's and the Have I Got News For You presenting and etc and blah, I'd completely (!) forgotten the Voice of an Angel, which is why she became famous anyway. Talk about causality mix ups.
 
In other news, it's Christmas Eve. Anyone else feeling a festive absence?

During the writing of this blog, the author:
  • wrapped 3 presents
  • finished the christmas rhymes for aforementions presents
  • cleared up some paraffin
  • smeared vaseline on his chapped lips
  • failed spectactularly in his endeavour to produce an interesting blog entry, enhancing this poor advertisment for his own personality by completely and absolutely avoiding the barest hint of humour, and fell back finally on to the bloggers cardinal sin - writing about what one is doing. Coincidentally, this is why blogs were invented. Talk about causality mix ups.
 
 
12月23日

Food, and Christmas

This morning, as with every Saturday morning, I was at work in Waitrose. Aside from the trolley gridlock, and the whole front of the store taken up with the pulsating mass of shoppers, and the doubled up workforce and the mass incursion of people who didn't know where the butter was. and the fact that evey checkout was filled, and the shop was at maximum capacity.
 
Apart from all that, a normal shift at work. And it made me wonder: at Christmas, supermarkets and other food stores have a massive increase in sales - and I mean massive. Almost triple, in some cases. My question is as follows: since an increase in money spent means more food, where does all the food go?
 
There are still the same number of people in the country, discounting a gigantic influx of families from abroad. Presumably, these people are not all eating three times as much food as they usually do. You could claim its because family visits - but a family moved from somewhere else means fewer mouths to feed where they came from. I also assume that no matter how much turkey you feed the cat/dog/horse/cobra/hamster, it won't consume as much as two people.
 
Mystifying.

In other news, I decided to throw all your advice to hell (sorry!) and get my damn bonus. Admittedly, with the conditions I stipulated in the previous entry I'd have been insane to even try it. New conditions include living in London, making life SO MUCH EASIER that its not true. I'd be 15 minutes walk away from Archway, so wouldn't need to live 15h days, instead making a simple 9 or so. As such, it is perfectly feasible to expect to work an additional 7 hours, thereby fixing my bonus for this year.
 
Victory is mine.
12月14日

To resign or not to resign...

...that is the question.
 
Basically, my options are as follows:
  1. Don't resign. Work up until January the 31st, such that I get my annual bonus - then resign. The bonus will be about £300-400, and I'll also get another months earnings - about £170. The disadvantage is that I will be working, likely, 5am-8pm every day in London, then on the weekend another 7 hours at Waitrose. I'm not sure I can handle that workload, and I will doubtless become very stressed. I would end up working 85 hours a week. I'd be free on sunday, but I'd be knackered, and also I'd be in London some weekends as well.
  2. Resign now. Less stressful, but less enrichening. I will be paid for XtremeEverest, but I will lose out on the approx £600. I will be more alive, and have an extra free day in which to sleep so that I have a day free to do something I like with people I like. I won't have to let people at work down by having to change shifts and then resign, and nor will I need to juggle people and me to keep both jobs running. My life will be easier, but slightly poorer.
  3. I can't get my Thursday shift changed, so I have to resign.

Recommendations?

12月13日

Oh yes

Today has been a Good Day, despite the 5:00am start, the 2 hour commute and the long day of CPX testing. And despite my dad's car overheating, and a long meeting, and being a human physiological constant on the CPX bikes involving spending an hour cycling aimlessly on various bikes with uncomfortable saddles. And even despite the sleep deprivation of the last 3 days, the £1500 of free XtremeEverest kit I placed an order for, the XtremeEverest meeting I attended and met lots of people who really drove everything home some more, and the knowledge that I will get paid what will likely be £1000 a month for 3 months. Despite all of the above, and the fact that I don't need to get up at 5:00am tomorrow again, I am cheerful.
 
Because despite appearences, I'm not complaining.
 
In fact, the reason why I took this gap year is unfolding, and its going to be awesomely excellent, AMS or not.
12月11日

Today

Today, I worked a 15 hour day. I left the house at 5:30 this morning, and got back about 20 minutes ago, ate a meal, and then wrote this. I spent the day in London, on a training course for the Xtreme Everest testing. I spent the day doing CPX testing; CardioPulmonary eXercise testing. Basically, this involves using an exercise bike to make people first get bored at long low-level exercise, then make them suffer by ramping the exercise bike harder and harder until they cannot physically continue.
 
Then, made them breathe in potentially hypoxic (12% oxygen instead of 21%) air for a while, sitting still in a chair. For 3 hours.
 
And then, we did it all again
 
and tomorrow, I do it all again. This time, I'll bring more apples.
12月9日

Labels

At Waitrose today I picked up a box labelled:
 
"ADDITIVE TRUCKLINGS AND BISCUIT"
 
Inside were four boxes of "Festive Cheese". Go figure.
12月5日

Finding Things

In a supermarket, there are good ways to find things and bad ways to find things. Here is a set of instructions on how to find something unknown to you in a supermarket, in this example, brandy cream.
  1. Stop for a moment. Think. Where might this item be? its brandy CREAM. Might it possibly be with the cream? Have you checked with the cream? No? Why are you asking about this in the vegetable aisle?
  2. Go to where you suspect it might be. Look. Don't glance and decide it isn't there. Look. If you can't see it, ask a member of staff. Don't talk loudly about it, and how it isn't there, and how you desperately need it for tonight, in the hope that a member of staff will talk to you about it. They won't. They have a job to do, that doesn't involve catering to people to nervous to ask "Where is the brandy cream?".
  3. What if you, in a fit of foolishness, have no idea what you are buying? Say it is for someone else? Hunt down a section manager - they will be wearing green jackets and white shirts. Ask them - because if it's not on something the average shelf stacker works with, they won't have much of an idea. Section managers, on the other hand, will. Except for the checkouts woman, who while being lovely, won't have a faintest idea where this product is.
  4. Get your product, say thank you, and move on. A little thanks goes a long way, especially towards helping the next customer.
  5. So, you've decided you actually don't need this product after all. Put it back WHERE IT CAME FROM. You are NOT doing the staff any good leaving frozen fish in the cheese section - for one, the frozen fish might unfreeze in the relatively warm cheese chiller and then have to be written off. You, personally, will then have effectively wasted a fishes life. You might as well have clubbed it to death yourself.

An no, no I haven't been asked a lot of pointless questions this evening at Waitrose. Never in a million years would I consider making this blog entry applicable to customer questions at Waitrose, or my own personal experiences as a shelf stacker.

 

As if I would.


Comment reply: organictwiglet

how big do you want the vegetable section to be? Soya milk, margarine, olive oil, baked beans, anything pickled, anything meat (after all, it was built of amino acids etc harvested from plants), anything alcoholic, any dairy product (cows eat grass), toilet paper, paper in general, cocktail sticks and chocolate. coffee, toothpaste.

Name something that WOULDN'T be in the vegetable section!

12月4日

xkcd

So I was directed here by this space, and have found some rather amusing bits and bobs, inclduing (but not limited to) this, or this. It reminded me a bit of this, and not at all of this, which incidentally has to be the most ironic building ever created.
 
 
12月3日

Pan's Labyrinth

So I went out today with my family for a cinema and meal, and watched Pan's Labyrinth - a Spanish film in Spanish with subtitles.
 
And you know what? It was unusual, original, and excellent. It is set in 1944 in a Spain under the Fascist regime, in a military outpost combatting gureilla fighters under the command of a rather severe and brutal captain. The main character is a girl called Ofilia, and the captain is her stepfather. She reads a lot of fairy tales, and as the film progresses she seems to be part of one herself. Complete with fairies. The whole film is very dark, very raw - shots that Hollywood sterilisation removes midway in the production process to avoid making the audience uncomfortable. It's one of those films that you don't quite know what to make of, and yet it leaves you in contemplative silence for a time afterwards while you wonder whether this is, in fact, a fairy tale or just a figment of the imagination. I'd recommend it, but not if you are the sort of person who likes maximum bang for your buck.
 
This is gritty, suspense-filled and leaves you thinking the unanswered questions, as well as providing views of human brutality in stark contrast to compassion. Original and refreshing. 8/10
12月1日

Remind me...

...not to be a horse for the juniors at judo ever again. And when I don't to heed your reminder, remind me that hot water on new grazes and blisters stings like crap. And failing that, remind me to practise judo more, so when they try and give me the birthday bumps I can deck everyone including all the instructors. One I can handle, all at once - not so.
 
but never mind.