Bad to Worse
December 3, 2008 at 1.32 amThe build-up to Christmas starts here…
Work sucks. In 9 years at the same workplace, I’ve been through some pretty tough times. Working weekends during a gloriously hot summer. Shedloads of unpaid overtime to make departmental ends meet. Two rounds of redundancies, and then being issued with the dreaded "at risk" notice myself. Watching countless friends head out the door, either pushed or of their own free will, fed up either way. But it’s never been quite as bad as it is now. Even "the afternoon of the phone calls" wasn’t this bad. And that was bad, believe me.
So it’s been a tough week. And it’s going to get worse in the morning. I have absolutely no idea what Thursday and Friday will be like.
To make things worse, my somewhat dysfunctional family is imploding. Again. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t two hundred miles away…while at the same time wishing it was more like two thousand.
Sports. Well, my hockey team is losing, and losing, and losing again. My shooting’s been rubbish (nothing new there), and I’m falling out of love with the sport. I’ve also had a bit of hassle due to an attempted break-in at the rifle club. Which I discovered on Saturday.
I don’t seem to have the time to go out for relaxed non-structured non-mad nights out. Maybe I bring it on to myself? There’s no maybe about it. I just miss heading out for a drink at the local with a mate or two. How come I used to be able to do that two or three times a week?
Sometimes I just want to curl up into a ball and hide away from the world. Rather than whizzing around at a hundred miles per hour while keeping completely still. When people ask me what I’ve been up to, I’m finding it difficult to come up with anything remotely interesting.
It may sound strange, but in the last few years I’ve come to understand why recluses and hermits do it.
Ho ****ing ho.
