Banter.
Needs more hashtags, emojis and memes. And it has to be the only way Boydy and his coding mates ever communicate.
Handed in my notice at the beginning of last week. Last day is next Friday. One of the menopausal nutjobs cried when I said I was leaving. I'm in the awkward position of having a leaving do to appease other people now, but I'm probably just being a bit miserable again.
But yeah, moving to London. More of the same with digital marketing, but more importantly, this job pays better and is going to be cushty as fuck working with one of my best mates from Jersey. Only a ten minute walk to work too.
Fair fucks. Just enjoy being the centre of attention for a day and whatever gap you have coming up.
I think a lot of them feel maternal towards me because I'm the youngest and the only male in the office. Plus, the company is very friendly on the whole and most people have been working there for ages, so whenever somebody leaves I guess its a bigger deal than other places.
Casual drinks incoming.
Informal lagers.
I'm a twit
Business bitters. I mean, that should be an alternative thread title.
Working Whiskys with the lads.
We use Teams and two other UNIFIED COMMS platforms because they form part of our portfolio. Pain in the arse
Ive got a two day mental health first aid course next week.
Got a work night out on Thursday too. Ive been out with one of them before (tall guy I used to sit next to) and we got really drunk. About eight going this time, including said tall guy, and some women. Some of them cant stop talking about it; I hope its not a rubbish night. One guys booked the Friday off; loser.
Then in a few weeks we have an away day (wtf) that I had to fill in some lame online survey in advance for. Was groups of words like kind & compassionate, fun-loving & popular, logical & steady, etc and you had to say which words best described you, least described you, and then rank the other two sets. 25 times! Was torturous, anyway. All so I can get told what colour I am.
I'm a twit
Mental health first aid. Fucking hell.
I don't know whether that gets a or a
We've got something like that coming up. Given that I'm ringing up mentally ill people, I should participate.
'Just tell them to cheer up'
Was listening to two little fat lads on the bus the other evening, sounded like they'd met on tinder or something, but they were rattling off their "mental health issues" to each other like each was a bigger badge of honour than the last one.
What were you doing on a bus?
I'm a twit
I'd love to find out the percentages on how many claims for anxiety and depression get booted.
I took great pains to say 'in my line of work'. It's a get out of jail free card. I doubt Mahow and the crew are out there assaulting people and refusing to pay their rent and Council Tax.
I regularly have contact with people with genuine Mental Health issues, and by and large they are quite stoic about it and seem to want to resist the label.
That's not to say people with A&D (the fashionable claim of late) don't get themselves into trouble by burying their heads in the sand, they absolutely do, but christ, there's alot of cunts using it as an excuse when there's fuck all wrong with them.
Get it all the time in schools too. You havent got anxiety, youre just a self-entitled little cunt.
Kids haven't the first idea about growing up so it all scares them. That's not illness, that's just fear.
Before I left for my week break I fucked up, had a till difference (Ł60 short), and was a bit worried about the bollocking I'd get on my return. Luckily for me, my colleague told me yesterday that he managed to withdraw a grand from an account and gave it to someone who isn't named on said account. I think I owe him a pint for fucking up so badly that my indiscretion will be practically forgotten.
Our boss just came in and slated us for not having seen 'the game' last night (the others don't like football, and I was doing something else).
'You all just live in your little cocoons, don't you? You can't share any experiences in this office.'
Weirdo.
Is your boss Martin Keown?
Watch out for him sticking a reducer on you.
I'm a twit
Anybody else get really riled by call centre staff that really, really can't talk to people like normal human beings? I'm in a training course with two of them tomorrow and they've each had two massive wobblers this week.
Confirmed today that another person is leaving our department, meaning that out of 8 there will be 3 of us left going into next year. Possibly less as Ive applied for another head of History role. Interestingly though, head of year will come up again as one of them is off, so if I dont get head of history at another school I may go for that again in my current school (applied last year). Either way, hopefully Ill be making a bit of a step up next year.
Now that I’m a certified First Aider [in Mental Health] the urge to get out of work and further develop myself is strong. Honest. There appears to be an opportunity to be trained to spot extremist propaganda, such as Generation Identity stickers and posters. Probably gonna enquire.
I'm a twit
2 hour drive home became 4 and a half today. Fucking idiots.
Our Mental Health Awareness thing was canny. Fronted by a bi-polar mental health nurse because ... of course. Very animated but got her points across and there's more knowledge I can use when on the phone to make things a little smoother. And the suicide tip that I'll probably never use.
She suggests if a claimant threatens suicide or harm, ask them their plans and either they calmly explain them (legit, keep them talking) or they just back down. My problem with that is the idea that a claimant will take that as, "They told me to kill myself." and launch a complaint.
A recruiter contacted me today about a potential Korean adventure.
You can't say you weren't warned.
Oh, I know. I doubt I'd get it anyway as it seemed to be yet another case of recruiters not knowing there's a difference between Java and JavaScript. But even if I did, I'm not sure I'd go for it. The location's terrible and the Glassdoor reviews seem to support everything you've said about Koreans.
Also, new project at work that I'm currently doing some training for before starting properly seems like it could be really good. But today, the other guy who's going on it (same level as me, started just slightly before me) got taken off it and replaced with that senior guy on my old team that I posted about being a dick a couple of pages ago.
I'm struggling today. I've been off since Friday and I've come in today to a brand new menu, most of it off my section and I gotta be honest, I haven't got a clue.
I'm so far out my comfort zone it's horrible. Vegan Mezze....fuck off.
Ended up getting out of my leaving do by being off sick yesterday, although I genuinely was too ill to go in and felt a bit bad about it being cancelled.
I now have a framed picture of my team, though, which is an absurd gift to give, but admittedly it's pretty funny given it's the last thing I would have asked for. Women are just mental.
A framed photo That's hilarious.
It is well funny. It's eight people looking incredibly awkward then the organiser grinning like mad.
Isn't alcohol the standard leaving gift?
As a classic 'fuck knows what to get them', yeah, but I got a Ticketmaster voucher as well the picture so they've done well.
I demand pic of the pic
I second that. In other news, had an absolute dog of a day. At least I came home to the news the students above the betting shop have flooded the place.