I have no staying power
The longest I have ever stayed in a job is 3 months. The shortest is 8 hours. I'm 21. I even quit Uni temporarily (Although I'm in my 3rd year now)

I used to tend to jump into jobs without thinking about what they would involve. I worked in a local deli/butchers type place as my first part-time job at 17, selling things from sausage rolls to brawn (Minced brains etc.).
The staff lounge was a tip, and the assistant manager was a bitch from hell (Although the manager was quite a good bloke). I should have guessed from the joke of an interview (No application form, no CV required....just a 5 minute chat basically telling him my name and my hobbies) that the job wasn't up to scratch. I regularly got shouted at by the 60-ish year old assistant manager who must have smoked at least 40 a day; for nothing. On my first day, I was taking a long time serving the customer as the system was quite complicated; so she shouted at me. In front of the customers. I lasted 3 weeks surprisingly, before I jumped ship. Now, 4 years later, the shop has gone out of business after I heard they hired at least 1 new member of staff each fortnight to replace pissed-off employees. Good riddance, I say.

I have also tried my hand at going door-to-door selling house evaluations. This has been my worst job, by far. I went in a suit and tie, and wondered why everyone else was only wearing casuals. It was completely commission-based, and for want of a better word, all of the people in that job were chavs (As it was near Croydon, no wonder at it). I attended a day's training, with 15 other people in the same boat as me. Seemed fairly easy. When my first day came around, we waited around for an hour waiting for the 'drivers' to get ready. They were the people who got paid extra to drive the rest of us to the location, where we worked for the whole day. Now, this would be bad at most times. But, after we set off, the whole group decided to stop off at McDonalds for an hour doing fuck all. They were the sort of people you see on the Jeremy Kyle show every day, and I couldn't stand it. The job itself was terrible too. I got shouted at by homeowners pretty much every time, and to make matters worse, on the way home they blasted shitty rap music at full blast. I was in the back seat so I could hardly hear when we got back. Suffice to say, I told the manager where to stick his job.

However, the example which underlines just how little staying power I have, is when I started University. I decided to stay at home (To 'save money') so I had to commute into Guildford every day. Bad move. The first day, I travelled via train into Guildford for the induction day. I knew no-one, and everyone was talking about 'the great party last night' and I was left standing on my own. So I went home, dejected. But, I was determined to stick it out. The walk to the train station was a bit of a bastard, so I decided I'd take my bike the next day.
Tomorrow comes, and I happily ride my bike up to the station and buy my ticket. I wait for the ONLY direct train to Guildford from my station (Which departs at 7:20). The train is absolutely packed, and I can't fit my bike on. What would a normal person do? Wait for the next train, and simply be late for the lecture? Instead, I call the University and say that I don't want to do the course anymore. I ride my bike home, and spend the next year dossing around doing nothing. Although, I re-enrolled the year after and am currently half-way through my course. So it's always better the second time round I guess.

Apologies for length, but it's all about the girth.
(Dazzorifik is bored of b3ta, Fri 23 May 2008, 14:48, 3 replies)

If you had wanted to save money
why did you pick the University of Surrey of all places? Guildford's freaking expensive!
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Fri 23 May 2008, 15:29, closed)

In truth
I picked Universities completely at random. I never visited one when I was picking which to apply for. My own fault really.
(Dazzorifik is bored of b3ta, Fri 23 May 2008, 15:46, closed)

nah
Picking uni is best done the fun way, wait till late may/early june, and apply to 6 semi random one.

I'm a Midlands lad, currently down in Pompey, my first day at uni was infact my 3rd day ever spent in the town, one of those being a quick halls tour a few weeks before, and the other a visit to the dockyards.

However, I don't think I could ever live at home while at uni, it's just wrong.
(buzzmong procrastinating since 1987, Fri 23 May 2008, 23:41, closed)