Well The hunt for a new windscreen through auto glass has started.. two emails and one call already...mmmm
As far as I can recall WRM have a windscreen available .Well The hunt for a new windscreen through auto glass has started.. two emails and one call already...mmmm
Nothing wrong at all with our Boris Johnson. He tells it all as it is and that's the best way in my book unlike all the other pussies who have messed up our country.Toying with the idea of calling the car Boris (after the guy who sold it to me), Concerned that it might be confused with Boris (Ooops, I've put my foot in my mouth again) Johnson, so will probably settle for Elwyn!
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Nothing wrong at all with our Boris Johnson. He tells it all as it is and that's the best way in my book unlike all the other pussies who have messed up our country.
I think you need a holiday Karl.He's a politician. That's the problem. They are all the same. Promise the world and never deliver. Take take take to line their own pockets.
Never see a poor MP do you? Ever wonder why?
But, let's please try and keep politics out of the equation. It ALWAYS leads to arguments and that creates more stress for me. And as a man on the edge, I'd rather not be pushed one way or the other.
What's the fucking point? I mean, seriously? What is the point?
I did well at school. I went into accounting at 17. After 14 years of 9-5 mind melting boredom... I'm still always fucking skint.
I deal with massive amounts of stress at work, to earn money, to do what? Pay bills? Why? I've not been on a proper holiday for more than 10 years. The only time I have left our shores has been to go to Southern Ireland with work, and to go to the Isle of Man to visit my parents.
My ex wife has taken my kids 84 miles away... so to see them now I have to drive up to 8 hours and 336 miles just to pick them up and drop them off.
I get nagged all day at work for shit that shouldn't be my problem.
No matter what the fuck I ever do, someone is always pissed at me for something.
So what is the fucking point? Why do we bother going through all this shit? What is the benefit?
We are fucking animals with a sole purpose of reproducing. I've done my job. Can I quit now?
The career isn't the problem. OK, I would probably be happier doing something else, but I wouldn't even know what I would do. The things I would like to do, I can't do. Unless you can get paid a big chunk of money just to smash things with a hammer in which case I'm game!
It's all the other shit. What is the point of working 40 hours a week to go home, eat, sleep.
I only get to see my kids once a fortnight now. My girlfriend is away most of the week, so only really see her at weekends. I can't afford to go out and have a social life, and even if I did, I don't have any friends left to socialise with. I wanted to clean the van last night, and I couldn't even do that because of lack of drive and no parking available near the house (also no hose, no pressurised spray bottles, no extension lead for polisher etc etc).
The only friends we had to come over who socialised with us won't come over now, because I had a fucking rage attack when they were over, smashed shit up, tried to jump a 12 ft fence, ripped a window sill off and snapped a door handle.
So, I come back to my point. What is the point? Life is just full of misery and people complaining. So much world out there that would be amazing to see... never gonna see it though because of the daily grind. Morale at all time low. Just cannot be arsed.
The career isn't the problem. OK, I would probably be happier doing something else, but I wouldn't even know what I would do. The things I would like to do, I can't do. Unless you can get paid a big chunk of money just to smash things with a hammer in which case I'm game!
It's all the other shit. What is the point of working 40 hours a week to go home, eat, sleep.
I only get to see my kids once a fortnight now. My girlfriend is away most of the week, so only really see her at weekends. I can't afford to go out and have a social life, and even if I did, I don't have any friends left to socialise with. I wanted to clean the van last night, and I couldn't even do that because of lack of drive and no parking available near the house (also no hose, no pressurised spray bottles, no extension lead for polisher etc etc).
The only friends we had to come over who socialised with us won't come over now, because I had a fucking rage attack when they were over, smashed shit up, tried to jump a 12 ft fence, ripped a window sill off and snapped a door handle.
So, I come back to my point. What is the point? Life is just full of misery and people complaining. So much world out there that would be amazing to see... never gonna see it though because of the daily grind. Morale at all time low. Just cannot be arsed.
I've been told for the last 10 years that "things will get better"... and every year they just get harder.
I am genuinely questioning myself every morning... "why am I getting up?".
Just one more day of disappointment. One more day of things getting worse.
Oh, and whenever I've held a positive attitude and thought "things can't get worse, the only way is up"... well... things get worse.
I feel like this is an endless circle, so I'll just leave this here and get on with my work. I'm not achieving anything. I've had my rant. Time to crunch some numbers.
ahhh that old chestnut hand in pocket and buy the dentist his new car is the only solution im afraidMy fucking tooth hurts!!!!
For "car" read "Mercedes". At £1.5k per implant the dentists I've used must be laughing all the way to the bank.ahhh that old chestnut hand in pocket and buy the dentist his new car is the only solution im afraid
I remember @Karl that you had talked about the possibility of making websites for other people. I had suggested to my brother-in-law some time ago, that he does exactly that. He is a lazy so and so with very high expectations. An IT genius who hasn't had a job for 6 years. He is as depressed as hell but can't seem to get out of the rutI've been told for the last 10 years that "things will get better"... and every year they just get harder.
I am genuinely questioning myself every morning... "why am I getting up?".
Just one more day of disappointment. One more day of things getting worse.
Oh, and whenever I've held a positive attitude and thought "things can't get worse, the only way is up"... well... things get worse.
I feel like this is an endless circle, so I'll just leave this here and get on with my work. I'm not achieving anything. I've had my rant. Time to crunch some numbers.
Pete, tell your bro in law that national service is being brought back. Sounds like it time for him " to get some in "I remember @Karl that you had talked about the possibility of making websites for other people. I had suggested to my brother-in-law some time ago, that he does exactly that. He is a lazy so and so with very high expectations. An IT genius who hasn't had a job for 6 years. He is as depressed as hell but can't seem to get out of the rut
he's in. I thought that he could contact local businesses and offer to make websites for free (except for the website hosting cost). In this way build up portfolio of clients. Then when clients want updates or add some commercial aspect to their website that would allow them to receive payment for goods or services, he could then charge for that work. Also with a significant portfolio behind him he could look for work with an existing website company. What you have achieved with the owners club is incredible. I am sure you could use your talents in that direction if that is what you want to do. PS I find that the best way to stay happy is to concentrate on the trivial things in life and try not to think about the bigger picture too much (as suggested by @Chris T ). Good luck with whatever you decide to do in the future.
Great idea, but he's depressed enough already (and too old anyway).Pete, tell your bro in law that national service is being brought back. Sounds like it time for him " to get some in "
So he just needs a good boot up the arris then?????Great idea, but he's depressed enough already (and too old anyway).
Karl, you any good with VBA or SQL?