d'oh - cubed
OH MY GOD.
My nerves are shot. Got an e-mail from my manager this evening when I came in. He wants to meet me first thing Wednesday morning. Eeeekkkkk!!!!!!!!! CRAPPITY CRAP, F**K, F**KITY, F**K. I'm not sure what its about at all. I rang him to tell him I wasn't working tonight (he originally scheduled tomorrow), but he was giving bugger all away. Is it good news? Is it bad? (Last two people to have "meetings" are "no longer with the company"). Now quite stressed about it all. Hate being left in suspense.
As if my nervous state wasn't agitated enough by 2 bouts of Mad Mickey in one day. Mad Mickey, the guy who drives the bus from here to Dublin, is an experience. You are certain of at least one near death experience per return journey. today we almost crashed into multiple cars on the way to Dublin. Speculate at my joy when I found he was doing the return journey. So on return we almost killed man running for bus [as much fault his as Mad Mickey: extremely stupid individual continued to run in a straight line towards the bus even though we were sharply and very evidently turning left! Maybe he just had a death wish? Anyway, do you think Mad Mickey would stop though? OHHHH NOOOO!!!
Then he decided to brake....behind a reversing coach. Was only ever so slightly scared at the vision of being mashed into the back end of a large Volvo coach. Luckily, the driver noticed we were behind him, and managed to stop. The back right corner of the bus stopped a mere 3 inches from where I was seated. All these thrills for just
My nerves are shot. Got an e-mail from my manager this evening when I came in. He wants to meet me first thing Wednesday morning. Eeeekkkkk!!!!!!!!! CRAPPITY CRAP, F**K, F**KITY, F**K. I'm not sure what its about at all. I rang him to tell him I wasn't working tonight (he originally scheduled tomorrow), but he was giving bugger all away. Is it good news? Is it bad? (Last two people to have "meetings" are "no longer with the company"). Now quite stressed about it all. Hate being left in suspense.
As if my nervous state wasn't agitated enough by 2 bouts of Mad Mickey in one day. Mad Mickey, the guy who drives the bus from here to Dublin, is an experience. You are certain of at least one near death experience per return journey. today we almost crashed into multiple cars on the way to Dublin. Speculate at my joy when I found he was doing the return journey. So on return we almost killed man running for bus [as much fault his as Mad Mickey: extremely stupid individual continued to run in a straight line towards the bus even though we were sharply and very evidently turning left! Maybe he just had a death wish? Anyway, do you think Mad Mickey would stop though? OHHHH NOOOO!!!
Then he decided to brake....behind a reversing coach. Was only ever so slightly scared at the vision of being mashed into the back end of a large Volvo coach. Luckily, the driver noticed we were behind him, and managed to stop. The back right corner of the bus stopped a mere 3 inches from where I was seated. All these thrills for just