its so cold! and nearly my birthday.
Hey,
Ok, os i've not updated since week 3, i do apologise, but i can confirm that they were three average uni weeks - working, lectures, seminars, nights out. All is good.
Direct Line, actually, is really good. I go live tonight - as in, speaking to actual customers instead of doing practice calls with my training team. Its kind of scary and exciting at the same time - my trainers say i'm good to go, ready to live, but despite it being the core part the job its all a bit scary! Should be fun as well however - apparently we work in pairs and get call coached etc. We're all far too happy in our little training bubble to actually want to do the job in 'real life', it seems.
The house is fine...well. I say fine, i feel a tad stressed out at the minute. Just about how certain people just dont really pull their weight in terms of the needs of the household. Like yesterday. Our router (which we recieved from Be) died after weeks of catastophe - falling off the shelf, cables becoming loose, etc etc. So we had no internet whatsoever until we bought a new router. So, I get up, Jane's in the lounge and I say, 'right, we need to go into town for a router'. She said she had too much work and perhaps other people should go. We all have work to do, its not just her, yet she defected because she knew someone else would go. That ended up being me, viki and scott, as noone else seemed to care. So we got the router, got back, and spent an hour and a half setting it up, by ourselves, with noone even asking if we needed any help. It wound me up so much. We sacrificed our day to make sure we got the net back, something *everyone* wanted, and yet only three people took the responsibility.
Theres other things too, just stupidf things, like the bins not being emptied, but stuff placed on top; the floor not being swept, the lounge left a state and noone claiming any responsibilty. Its like everyone's passing the book and waiting for someone else to do things, and the 'someone else' is largely me, and then viks scott and lauren, as we eat, and clean, properly, together. Adam is amazing slef absorbed and I am so mad at him today. Unless asked he does not contribute whatsoever to the household. This morning the house phone rang, i got out of bed only for it to stop, so i assumed someone was up, and had answered it. I went up to the kitchen and adam was up, so i asked, 'who rang?'
'Oh, i dont know.'. he didn't answer it. he then said 'anyone who calls at 10am doesn't deserve an answer'. This is adams attempt at humour; he is that lazy he doesn't actually get up until about 3pm, unless he has to. He does not live in real world whatsoever.
He then asked 'who could it have been?', as if there is noone who could possibly want to call us. I shouted at him, said it could have been for anyone, said that I was waiting for the SLC to call. He said they'd call back and left the room, so i just swore at him and slammed the door. i was fuming. Anything outside of the adam bubble and he doesn't give a shit. I mean, scotts waiting for job offers, im waiting for the SLC, and it turns out that call, that adam didn't answer, was Tesco, the manager, a call we'd been waiting for to sort out an online shopping bill. We tried to call back and couldn't. So adam ignored a call that was actually important.
I just wanted to kill him. i'm actually a bit scared to even look at him today, in case I just go mental over everything, its built up now. Matt says i should step back, stop doing as much for everyone, let them see what happens.Either that or just go mental with them and hope they realise that everyone needs to contribute equally to keeping the house clean etc. currently thats the solution, shouting at adam, as stressful as it was, felt quite good.
Anyway, enough of my housemate frustrations (well, adam frustrations)...
Its my birthday in...10 days, woop! We're going to a new karioke bar thats opening in town, should be fun, its something different instead of the usual night out. Then i'm going to a fmaily meal on the friday, and then that weekend matt is taking me to london to see Chicago in covent garden, so excited! It should be a good birthday this year!!
This week i need to crack on with my second non-assessed essay of the term, as my ATPS one was a tad rushed due to my procrastination. I dont really want any mental nights out this week anyway, as my workload is substantially more than my bank balance! roll on the 18th.
Today is bonfire night, and everyone's going to the bonfire and fireworks in hyde park, but as it'll all be over by the time i get home i'm just gonna meet them in the pub after, I feel a bit sad, i love bonfire night.
I also now know what i'm getting matt for christmas, woop! I cant believe how close it is, scary....i move in with matt for a month in like, 5 weeks. This semester has flown, truly. Ach and I've got essays and exam revision all over christmas. Joy. I'm gonna work full time over christmas at Direct Line too, to get out of my overdraft a little bit.
Right, off to the library. I will get back on with the updates, I swear.
Sam xxxx
Ok, os i've not updated since week 3, i do apologise, but i can confirm that they were three average uni weeks - working, lectures, seminars, nights out. All is good.
Direct Line, actually, is really good. I go live tonight - as in, speaking to actual customers instead of doing practice calls with my training team. Its kind of scary and exciting at the same time - my trainers say i'm good to go, ready to live, but despite it being the core part the job its all a bit scary! Should be fun as well however - apparently we work in pairs and get call coached etc. We're all far too happy in our little training bubble to actually want to do the job in 'real life', it seems.
The house is fine...well. I say fine, i feel a tad stressed out at the minute. Just about how certain people just dont really pull their weight in terms of the needs of the household. Like yesterday. Our router (which we recieved from Be) died after weeks of catastophe - falling off the shelf, cables becoming loose, etc etc. So we had no internet whatsoever until we bought a new router. So, I get up, Jane's in the lounge and I say, 'right, we need to go into town for a router'. She said she had too much work and perhaps other people should go. We all have work to do, its not just her, yet she defected because she knew someone else would go. That ended up being me, viki and scott, as noone else seemed to care. So we got the router, got back, and spent an hour and a half setting it up, by ourselves, with noone even asking if we needed any help. It wound me up so much. We sacrificed our day to make sure we got the net back, something *everyone* wanted, and yet only three people took the responsibility.
Theres other things too, just stupidf things, like the bins not being emptied, but stuff placed on top; the floor not being swept, the lounge left a state and noone claiming any responsibilty. Its like everyone's passing the book and waiting for someone else to do things, and the 'someone else' is largely me, and then viks scott and lauren, as we eat, and clean, properly, together. Adam is amazing slef absorbed and I am so mad at him today. Unless asked he does not contribute whatsoever to the household. This morning the house phone rang, i got out of bed only for it to stop, so i assumed someone was up, and had answered it. I went up to the kitchen and adam was up, so i asked, 'who rang?'
'Oh, i dont know.'. he didn't answer it. he then said 'anyone who calls at 10am doesn't deserve an answer'. This is adams attempt at humour; he is that lazy he doesn't actually get up until about 3pm, unless he has to. He does not live in real world whatsoever.
He then asked 'who could it have been?', as if there is noone who could possibly want to call us. I shouted at him, said it could have been for anyone, said that I was waiting for the SLC to call. He said they'd call back and left the room, so i just swore at him and slammed the door. i was fuming. Anything outside of the adam bubble and he doesn't give a shit. I mean, scotts waiting for job offers, im waiting for the SLC, and it turns out that call, that adam didn't answer, was Tesco, the manager, a call we'd been waiting for to sort out an online shopping bill. We tried to call back and couldn't. So adam ignored a call that was actually important.
I just wanted to kill him. i'm actually a bit scared to even look at him today, in case I just go mental over everything, its built up now. Matt says i should step back, stop doing as much for everyone, let them see what happens.Either that or just go mental with them and hope they realise that everyone needs to contribute equally to keeping the house clean etc. currently thats the solution, shouting at adam, as stressful as it was, felt quite good.
Anyway, enough of my housemate frustrations (well, adam frustrations)...
Its my birthday in...10 days, woop! We're going to a new karioke bar thats opening in town, should be fun, its something different instead of the usual night out. Then i'm going to a fmaily meal on the friday, and then that weekend matt is taking me to london to see Chicago in covent garden, so excited! It should be a good birthday this year!!
This week i need to crack on with my second non-assessed essay of the term, as my ATPS one was a tad rushed due to my procrastination. I dont really want any mental nights out this week anyway, as my workload is substantially more than my bank balance! roll on the 18th.
Today is bonfire night, and everyone's going to the bonfire and fireworks in hyde park, but as it'll all be over by the time i get home i'm just gonna meet them in the pub after, I feel a bit sad, i love bonfire night.
I also now know what i'm getting matt for christmas, woop! I cant believe how close it is, scary....i move in with matt for a month in like, 5 weeks. This semester has flown, truly. Ach and I've got essays and exam revision all over christmas. Joy. I'm gonna work full time over christmas at Direct Line too, to get out of my overdraft a little bit.
Right, off to the library. I will get back on with the updates, I swear.
Sam xxxx