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A profile, you say? Well, I've got an average nose, a small bust and a getting-larger-by-each-day-I've-still-not-done-any-exercise arse. Thats about all you could deduce from my profile.
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» Jobsworths
Reading station staff
Trying to travel back to Southampton from Bristol this last sunday morning and missing a train due to the Bristol mayor feeling the need to travel through the centre of town at 1mph on a horse and carriage (arrrrggggghhhhhhh - don't even get me started on how much I now hate him), I was advised to travel via Reading and change there (was a lie, would have been quicker to wait an hour for the next direct train - quiet fuming ensues). So I was sitting at Reading waiting 40mins for a train, with a hangover and soaking up a bit of vitamin D from the sun, when suddenly an announcement comes over "Special announcement to the person sitting on platform 3, please move to sit inside the yellow line for your own health and safety." Yes, I was risking life and limb by sitting on the track side of the yellow line, as rather inconveniently the patch of sun stopped short of the "safe" side. I now understand why the all-seeing, but unseen voice didn't take the effort to come and talk to me directly if they were so concerned about my wellbeing - in that state I would surely have tried to hit him very hard. As it was I was forced to shamefully shuffle my arse 30 CENTIMETRES to the correct side to be SAFE. And out of the sun. And sit and fume some more while several people continued to STAND on the track side of the line without being shouted at from above. Surely they were more likely to fall to their death than I, already safely on the ground??!! Plus there was the fact that the only train due to arrive at that platform was the one I was waiting for and still 30mins away. What, other than skin cancer from the sun, could possibly have endangered me I ask you?! I admit, I even cried. Or was that just the hangover?
Numerous apologies for length, but he really rather upset me. And if it was you - OWN UP i demand of you. Grr.
(Mon 16th May 2005, 23:39, More)
Reading station staff
Trying to travel back to Southampton from Bristol this last sunday morning and missing a train due to the Bristol mayor feeling the need to travel through the centre of town at 1mph on a horse and carriage (arrrrggggghhhhhhh - don't even get me started on how much I now hate him), I was advised to travel via Reading and change there (was a lie, would have been quicker to wait an hour for the next direct train - quiet fuming ensues). So I was sitting at Reading waiting 40mins for a train, with a hangover and soaking up a bit of vitamin D from the sun, when suddenly an announcement comes over "Special announcement to the person sitting on platform 3, please move to sit inside the yellow line for your own health and safety." Yes, I was risking life and limb by sitting on the track side of the yellow line, as rather inconveniently the patch of sun stopped short of the "safe" side. I now understand why the all-seeing, but unseen voice didn't take the effort to come and talk to me directly if they were so concerned about my wellbeing - in that state I would surely have tried to hit him very hard. As it was I was forced to shamefully shuffle my arse 30 CENTIMETRES to the correct side to be SAFE. And out of the sun. And sit and fume some more while several people continued to STAND on the track side of the line without being shouted at from above. Surely they were more likely to fall to their death than I, already safely on the ground??!! Plus there was the fact that the only train due to arrive at that platform was the one I was waiting for and still 30mins away. What, other than skin cancer from the sun, could possibly have endangered me I ask you?! I admit, I even cried. Or was that just the hangover?
Numerous apologies for length, but he really rather upset me. And if it was you - OWN UP i demand of you. Grr.
(Mon 16th May 2005, 23:39, More)
» How I Skive Off Work
Dunno why
..but I've turned into the biggest slacker recently and have only done about a weeks worth of work in the last 2 months. Still, it's a bit stupid really since I'm meant to be working on a massive engineering Masters project that's due in at the beginning of June and it's only my degree grade classification that's going to suffer... Trouble is, I'm spending most of my time in an empty lab with internet and I've got sod all work motivation left after 4 years of uni and only a month to go. Grumble.
(Thu 28th Apr 2005, 14:45, More)
Dunno why
..but I've turned into the biggest slacker recently and have only done about a weeks worth of work in the last 2 months. Still, it's a bit stupid really since I'm meant to be working on a massive engineering Masters project that's due in at the beginning of June and it's only my degree grade classification that's going to suffer... Trouble is, I'm spending most of my time in an empty lab with internet and I've got sod all work motivation left after 4 years of uni and only a month to go. Grumble.
(Thu 28th Apr 2005, 14:45, More)
» It was a great holiday, but...
Fire
On holiday with friends a few years ago - all of us 21, graduates and perfectly experienced in the art of camping.. All went fine, cooking in the small space between the 4 tents, until we ran out of gas in one of the Campingaz stoves. So a friend went to change the canister, leaking gas out of the new canister in the process as it always does. Anyway, somehow we'd neglected to remember the naked flame still burning on the other stove and the whole lot including my friend, went up in flames. It was at that point we all remembered the flamability of the tents we were all sitting in and dived to safety out of the way, leaving the friend on fire to sort himself out. Luckily he had enough sense to throw the half attached, still leaking canister well away. ..pity he threw it directly into a campsite hedge which also nicely caught fire...
(Wed 27th Apr 2005, 12:55, More)
Fire
On holiday with friends a few years ago - all of us 21, graduates and perfectly experienced in the art of camping.. All went fine, cooking in the small space between the 4 tents, until we ran out of gas in one of the Campingaz stoves. So a friend went to change the canister, leaking gas out of the new canister in the process as it always does. Anyway, somehow we'd neglected to remember the naked flame still burning on the other stove and the whole lot including my friend, went up in flames. It was at that point we all remembered the flamability of the tents we were all sitting in and dived to safety out of the way, leaving the friend on fire to sort himself out. Luckily he had enough sense to throw the half attached, still leaking canister well away. ..pity he threw it directly into a campsite hedge which also nicely caught fire...
(Wed 27th Apr 2005, 12:55, More)