Dumb things you've done
What's the stupidest thing you've ever done to yourself?
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( , Thu 20 Dec 2007, 12:36)
What's the stupidest thing you've ever done to yourself?
We're keeping this one open for two weeks to allow you to get up to stupid stuff and send it in.
( , Thu 20 Dec 2007, 12:36)
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Two for one
Some people on here may think that I would consider getting married to my ex as being the dumbest thing I ever did.
It wasn’t. For the most part we were very happy. No, the dumbest thing (in retrospect) was probably not filing for divorce as soon as I found out she’d been playing away from home. At the time I had my reasons, but realise now that sometimes you have to put your own mental well-being first and not worry about upsetting anyone else in the process (my mother in law was terminally ill at the time and I didn’t want to cause any additional stress and grief, as I genuinely liked the woman – one of the truly nice people in life).
However, the second dumbest thing was probably taking a job for the sole reason that it was a promotion, and therefore better money. I’d been passed over for a promotion whilst a DSS monkey (this was despite already doing the job anyway on a temporary promotion basis), and so decided enough was enough. I applied for a post with the Jobcentre, which was also a promotion, and actually better money than the one I’d been passed over for, and got the job. However, about 2 weeks into the job I realised that I’d made a horrendous mistake. I then spent the best part of the next 3 years trying to get out, whilst being shunted into ever-more crappy roles within the organisation.
It was my home life that kept me sane during that period – I frequently felt like pulling into a layby on the way to work and staying there until home time. Finally, I secured a really nice job, and handed in my notice with glee – I couldn’t wait to get out. I finally had a job that I was extremely happy in, and getting up on a Monday morning no longer filled me with dread. One thing I learned is that I'll never take a job purely for the money ever again. Money is a factor, but I'd rather do a job I enjoy for a modest wage than earn mega-bucks for doing something I loathe with a passion.
Ironically, about 9 months into the new job my marriage went tits up and my mental state did pretty much the same for a while. *EDIT* Meant to say that I'd gone from having a shit job but a contented homelife, to having a fantastic job and a shit homelife. Ah well.
Ying and yang?
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:23, 2 replies)
Some people on here may think that I would consider getting married to my ex as being the dumbest thing I ever did.
It wasn’t. For the most part we were very happy. No, the dumbest thing (in retrospect) was probably not filing for divorce as soon as I found out she’d been playing away from home. At the time I had my reasons, but realise now that sometimes you have to put your own mental well-being first and not worry about upsetting anyone else in the process (my mother in law was terminally ill at the time and I didn’t want to cause any additional stress and grief, as I genuinely liked the woman – one of the truly nice people in life).
However, the second dumbest thing was probably taking a job for the sole reason that it was a promotion, and therefore better money. I’d been passed over for a promotion whilst a DSS monkey (this was despite already doing the job anyway on a temporary promotion basis), and so decided enough was enough. I applied for a post with the Jobcentre, which was also a promotion, and actually better money than the one I’d been passed over for, and got the job. However, about 2 weeks into the job I realised that I’d made a horrendous mistake. I then spent the best part of the next 3 years trying to get out, whilst being shunted into ever-more crappy roles within the organisation.
It was my home life that kept me sane during that period – I frequently felt like pulling into a layby on the way to work and staying there until home time. Finally, I secured a really nice job, and handed in my notice with glee – I couldn’t wait to get out. I finally had a job that I was extremely happy in, and getting up on a Monday morning no longer filled me with dread. One thing I learned is that I'll never take a job purely for the money ever again. Money is a factor, but I'd rather do a job I enjoy for a modest wage than earn mega-bucks for doing something I loathe with a passion.
Ironically, about 9 months into the new job my marriage went tits up and my mental state did pretty much the same for a while. *EDIT* Meant to say that I'd gone from having a shit job but a contented homelife, to having a fantastic job and a shit homelife. Ah well.
Ying and yang?
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:23, 2 replies)
My favorite saying ......
What doesn't kill us just makes us stronger.
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:32, closed)
What doesn't kill us just makes us stronger.
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:32, closed)
Live and learn
Absolutely true. Mostly. (I still haven't learned to stop drinking when my head starts spinning, for example).
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:38, closed)
Absolutely true. Mostly. (I still haven't learned to stop drinking when my head starts spinning, for example).
( , Fri 21 Dec 2007, 13:38, closed)
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