my job.

well, this is a touchy subject, don't want to get fired for having an opinion, but then again i deserve one.
so i'm not going to say who i work for, but what i do is answer calls about broadband, your broadband is broke? you'd ring this number, if it was this provider of course

So i get people calling in, with all respect, i'd call too if my broadband stopped working, but seriously some of these people are stupid, like beyond stupid, they're like.. no brainers.

People will call in and ask for refunds, or money back and argue and be rude, say their broadbands not been working for 3 weeks and they're angry.. then they realise their router isn't switched on.

i work like 4 to 6 hours a day, i get 2 days off a week.

do you know how boring it is quoting the same shit

"Hi, you're through to Paul at ______ broadband technical support, how can I help?"

i wish i could sprouse it up

"yo, bitch you're through to paul dizzle and i'mma help u fix that shit you're rocking"

and we've to leave notes on the account after each call, so if someone called in, and they had broken microfilters it would look like this

"Customer called, internet light off, set up checked, in main phone socket, although has old microfilters, changed and resolved"

ITS BORING, i'd like to sprouse that shit up too!

"some cunt called, LMAO their net is off, fuck their life, ChEcKd Da SeTuP, Main SockET BITTCHHH, dead as microfilters, smh. changed and sorted xx paulie to the rescue xx"

and do you know how hard it is to take the shit people give to you, when they're being really rude and asking for your name just ONCE i'd love to say

"listen you dickhead, i have your full name, address in front of me, so if i were you i'd shut the fuck up"

just for their reaction, you know?! not that i'm a serial killer or anything, they'd kick my ass irl but the sound in the shock of their voice would make my day.

i need a new job.

xo paulie ox
~ gossip girl
~ carrie bradshaw

my cleaning "incident"

So recently i've been unwell, for quite some time, seriously i thought i was dying. ok but whatever i'm starting to feel slightly better now, so i thought while my mother was out i'd try to surprise her by cleaning, the kitchen was far too much of a mission so i thought fuck that i'll do the living room and the hall as that's not much effort, so first of all i started off putting hot water into the mop bucket, then put bleach and started to scrub the wooden floor in the hall, then i got this big wave of smell to the face.. I put too much bleach, okay it doesn't sound that bad but really my eyes were watering i was choking and the smell was filling the house so I tried to move and knocked over the mop bucket which was right beside a plug.. Tricky situation, die of fumes while trying to hold up the plug (it was an extension lead) or fuck the plug, fuck the water, fuck the house just run so you can breathe, so I tied a scarf round my nose and tried to mop up the water, but my eyes were so sore..

this explaination sounds so shit compared to what I just went through.

i feel like gossip girl or carrie from sex and the city blogging

wow, my first post.

Don't ask why i've got a blog.. no seriously don't because i'm about to answer

ANYWAYYYY's i really didn't want to make a blog, but thanks to someone asking me too, and other people asking me to make youtube videos.. led to this.

i'm not the most interesting person ever but i'm sure i'll bring the lolz.

if i'm blogging about my obsession with celebrities, or the fact that my dog comes into my room just to pass wind then leaves, leaving me with a smell that would melt the skin off your face, i'll still be blogging.. so this is almost like a temp thing, let's see how it goes.

I don't really like blogging as i feel like it's putting yourself out there, it's more personal etc etc. but WHATEVER lets see how it goes, woo.

xo xo
gossip girl

jk.