Time for another update and today, i'm focussing on work. The workplace. That place that most people trundle off to 6 days a week only to get treated like shit, bad-mouthed, and to expect a wage packet at the end of the week / month / year / life that is NEVER good enough for them.

Why does anyone work? Most people say money. That's good enough for me. How else can the average Joe go out and get pissed on two bags of wine gums without the chinyen to support that purchase?

Other people go for the social aspect of it. Yeah, the social aspect. Seems like a shitty option, but it's there and when your uncle who still lives with your name amounts his greatest social achievement to going to work, that's when you know you've got a good reason onboard. Of course, it's these people who then end up going on about every single DVD they've ever purchased, telling you the endings before you've even saw the film, and quite simply just making your life a lot more boring than it should ever be.

How about the people who go to work because they're bored? You get them. I'M one of them. Really. I had frig all else to do over weekends a year and a half ago and guess what? I got a job and STILL have fuck all else to do. I may have a job, but they're awful things. My boss is an arsehole who is not from the same city as our shop is based in. I'm sure you can see my furstration when she says things like, "There's summit in't fridge for ya.". A lot of prejudiced people would amount that to her being a total sheep-shagger, but i am not of that quality and simply amount it to her being a bitch who loves having the power of rule over her staff of which all are immesnely younger than her. One day i hope to kick her square on in the bollocks and see if there's summit in injuring someone that can make oneself feel better.