Worry

Of course we all worry. It's built into our genes. BUT I wonder about my fellow co. worker "idiot?" who worries about things we can't change. Today we need to drive the small van. We need to make a collection. And go and help another fellow co. worker to get a carpet in. BUT chief fellow co. worker "idiot?" has not left us the keys to the van. They must be in his pocket and he's miles and miles away.So what can we do? Nothing. There's no point in worrying. We can't collect what we should do and if fellow co. worker wants a lift with the carpet he'll have to collect "idiot?" and return him. It's as simple as that! all the worrying in the world wont make the van go without a key.

Just make it clear

This week I needed to send a piece of carpet to be whipped. This is not a mysterious sexual perversion. It means sending a carpet to be sewn down the edges the make either a runner or a rug. In this instance it was a runner for a stairs. This means cutting the piece or pieces from a big cut that will do the rest of the installation. I didn't want anything to go wrong. So I asked my fellow co. worker "idiot?" to make it clear. Start a fresh piece of paper and write the cuts required and draw where it was coming from clearly. What did I get? another piece of paper with loads of scrawl all over it much like the other five pieces of paper I already had. "No" I said for the millionth time. "A clean piece of paper with clear instructions" he replied with a lot of twatter a shrug of the shoulders and went into a right hump. Several if the other "idiots?" were around they got my point but unfortunately he did not!

Serenity

I am not a believer. But today I have prayed "Please god give me the serenity to last until five 0'clock."
Friday I finished early, not that early it was about 1 0'clock and we close at 5.
In I bounced this morning full of the joys. After a most enjoyable weekend away I was feeling happy. My fellow co. worker "idiot?" greeted me quite happily. It didn't last. After 5 minutes he said "Friday was taking the p***." "Oh was it busy?" I enquired. "It was more than busy" was his reply. Unusually for me I bit my tongue. My brain was thinking That's why you've got a job. So I can finish early on a Friday and enjoy my weekends. We carried on regardless. Then I got a phone call from a customer. "I'm very sorry but I thought I better ring you. The man I spoke to on Saturday totally confused me." Later another phone call "did you get a message from Friday re: my fitting date?" Why oh Why can you not leave the "idiots?" alone for five minutes. I'm sure if they tried they could have dealt with all the enquiries quite admirably. But they don't they say "N***i will sort this on Monday for you."

Sixth sense or no sense?

Today I ambled in after a BAD night. Sore throat runny nose and it's Monday. Some how I knew my fellow co. workers "idiots?" wouldn't be any help. As I drove into the carpark there was a fellow co. worker "idiot?" sporting a pair of flip flops and jeans polishing his work shoes. Bad start. 8.30 came and went two fellow co. workers "idiots?" not arrived yet. Bad start. They duly ambled in a bit later. I never said a word but I looked at the clock and it's filed in my head. 9.30 we ran out of milk. Bad start. I went out to purchase supplies. On my return one job couldn't now be done today. Bad start. Do you think I had a sixth sense my fellow co. workers would be of no help today? Or do you think I had no sense because I didn't throw a sicky? You may leave your feed back should you desire.

New office

I decided today to give my blog a make over. I hope you like my new office!

I just can't see it

Today a fellow co. worker "idiot?" came wandering in. "it's no good" he muttered. "My e-mail's not working". I looked at him. Now this "idiot?" is not very technical. So I went to his computer. Pressed the send & receive button. And hey presto the e-mail magically arrived. It beggars belief that this "idiot?" keeps reminding me about his grammar school education implying he's so much cleverer than he is. Because I have shown him so many times how to do this. He goes for weeks on end and doesn't go any where near his computer and then he's surprised that he has ten million e-mails he needs to look at!

Hopes and aspirations

Oh how I dreamed that my fellow co. worker "idiot?" would be my best friend when the sun is shining. I had wonderful visions of starting work late and finishing early to make the most of the nice days.
Yesterday I woke up and the sun was shining. I said to the other half "I feel really tired can I start late?" "NO" was his reply "you can't leave those idiots on there own get up." I am a victim of my own blog. My dreams were shattered. Now an endless summer lies before me. Get up get to work spend the best parts of the day indoors with the "IDIOTS?" it's enough to make you weep!!