A small rant
A month of travelling on coaches and today is the first time I get travel sick. Started on the 5 minute shuttle bus to the coach stop, then I've been feeling steadily worse all day. Came from Rotarua (smells like eggs, volcanic, saw geysers and thermal pools- photos to come) to Auckland, feeling shit all the way and since.
I'm trying to phone home but the 2 computers that have skype here at the hostel are broken. I told them at reception and received a "wtf do you expect me to do about it" look. Then I tried to buy a phonecard to England, only to be told that the ones they sell will give about 5 minutes for 30 dollars because of the payphone surcharges. Then why the fuck do you sell them? Why stock only useless phonecards? And why, while we're ranting, why are you so fucking unconcerned about it? Yes, you're on the desk at a youth hostel. You might feel this gives you the right to be snobby and "cool", and answer every problem with a "no worries", or "sweet as, man". IT FUCKING DOESN'T. You're in one of the cushiest customer service jobs going, the least you could do is try to look like you give a shit. And no, I won't chill out, and yes, ringing home is that important to me, you snide little fucknose. I'm trying to ring home to see if my Nan has made it through the night, and if my Dad is doing ok with the trips to London on top of his heart problems, and feeling like a twat all the time for not being there, for being thousands of miles and a week of flights and trains away from being in a position where I can even *attempt* to help- AGAIN. I'm sick and tierd of being in this whole backpacker culture, with it's enforced casualness and easygoing attitude and constant bloody laid-back facade- wake up, shitheads: the adult world thinks you're idiots.
*some deep breaths later*
Yeah. My Nan has gone into hospital. I get back into London on Tuesday next, so if my Dad is down there at the time (which seems likely) at least I can hang around and help out for a bit before going up north- living out of a backpack for another few days wont kill me. That's my excuse for being grumpy and angry, and posting this is designed to let out a bit of it rather than snap at people here and ruin people's holiday. It hasn't really worked.
I'm trying to phone home but the 2 computers that have skype here at the hostel are broken. I told them at reception and received a "wtf do you expect me to do about it" look. Then I tried to buy a phonecard to England, only to be told that the ones they sell will give about 5 minutes for 30 dollars because of the payphone surcharges. Then why the fuck do you sell them? Why stock only useless phonecards? And why, while we're ranting, why are you so fucking unconcerned about it? Yes, you're on the desk at a youth hostel. You might feel this gives you the right to be snobby and "cool", and answer every problem with a "no worries", or "sweet as, man". IT FUCKING DOESN'T. You're in one of the cushiest customer service jobs going, the least you could do is try to look like you give a shit. And no, I won't chill out, and yes, ringing home is that important to me, you snide little fucknose. I'm trying to ring home to see if my Nan has made it through the night, and if my Dad is doing ok with the trips to London on top of his heart problems, and feeling like a twat all the time for not being there, for being thousands of miles and a week of flights and trains away from being in a position where I can even *attempt* to help- AGAIN. I'm sick and tierd of being in this whole backpacker culture, with it's enforced casualness and easygoing attitude and constant bloody laid-back facade- wake up, shitheads: the adult world thinks you're idiots.
*some deep breaths later*
Yeah. My Nan has gone into hospital. I get back into London on Tuesday next, so if my Dad is down there at the time (which seems likely) at least I can hang around and help out for a bit before going up north- living out of a backpack for another few days wont kill me. That's my excuse for being grumpy and angry, and posting this is designed to let out a bit of it rather than snap at people here and ruin people's holiday. It hasn't really worked.