What do you do after work?

Either go to college (3 nights/week), or sit infront of my PC doing assignments/project work.

Sucks TBH.
 
I get up at 8am, in work by 9am. work at a fairly relaxed happy pace until 5pm. home by 5:30pm.

Watch a bit of tv. eat dinner. more tv/freelance work/reading/overclockers. have a shower. get in bed. have some "me time" then sleep.

I love my job so all in all its a pretty happy day
 
Gym (Mon + Thurs), Rehearsal(Tues), Cinema or film night(Wed), drinking (Friday) is how it would be if I could get off my arse after a long day and a horrible commute.

Usually it's get in at 8, eat, watch telly, fall asleep.
 
Last time I had a full time job was back in July 2010. I quit cos I was so bored, went on holiday with gf for couple months, and since then just been chilling with friends/having fun more or less every day :p

Ran out of cash so thats all gonna change now; starting new full time job tomorrow morning :)

Im pretty sure my routine will go back to how it was before which is finish 5.30 home by 6 hopefully. gym 3 times a week, football once, and other then that just browse..play games..watch stuff...chill with friends..IF im not too tired from that day...and...LOOK FORWARD TO THE WEEKEND!

Thats what it all ends up being...every week just looking forward to the weekend. Its a 5 month contract anyway so after that I'll just go on holiday for a few months again :p
 
Well, I work in a pub - if I'm in the kitchen, I'll close up, go upstairs, have a pint, wander home or meet any friends any friends who are out elsewhere, then faff on the internet for a bit and go to bed.

If I'm on the bar, finish about 2am, free taxi home, crash in bed.

How long the faffing/pubbing lasts tends to depend on what time I'm starting again the next day :p
 
Finish work at 1600.
Gym 1615-1715.
Home - Walk dog.
Shower.
Mrs home at 1830 - take in turns to fix food.
Chill
2100-2130 - DVDs in bed.

Repeat Mon-Fri.
 
You sicken me, get a job and pay the government's debts!

No thanks I'll just sit on my arse enjoying the taxpayers hard earned money.

I'm just winding you up I can't even go on the dole as my savings are too high. I'm enjoying a break but soon I'll get bored and return to work. :o
 
I used to work 9-5. I would generally not do much so I am glad to now be working 12 hours and have more weekend but it isn't like there is much to do then if I am off during the week alone.

Sadly the time has come to maybe get a girlfriend. oh no.
 
What I do after work:

Arrive home.
Open front door, get molested by dog.
Observe iPhone as to what the several dozen "bongs" were (I receive work e-mails to my phone).
Quickly glance at new email messages by subject and 1st line of content. Kick dog from around my feet and order her to the sofa, or somewhere.
Quickly categorize, shove in a task or two (calendar linked with my outlook/exchance calender) to remind myself in the morning; curse my colleagues for saving the "cakes available in the staff room cuz its my birthday" emails until after I've left the office, etc.
Forget about work. Make fuss of dog (give dog iPhone to play with).
Head to kitchen/scotch cabinet (depends on day of week and how hard/annoying that day was).
Pour myself a large one (ribena, water, diet coke, Glenmorangie, whatever).
Pour dog a large one (last night's left overs - I wan't REALLY gonna eat chilli concarne 2 days after I made it... was i?).
Crash on sofa.
Get molested by dog. I claim any white stains are toothpaste and strictly not anything else.
Fick on TV. Power up netbook.
Talk to wife/dog (depends on talking mood of both).
Consider what's on TV (virgin media cable, often SOMETHING to vegetate to).
Consider making way to "the den" for some gaming (either console or PC).
Arrange food (wife, food, make, now.). Or more accurately, ask wife what she wants to eat, then make whatever meal I dreamt of that day anyway.
Fast forward a few hours...
Order dog outside for toilet time.
Curse dog for toileting in neighbours garden verbally (so wife can hear) but secretly praise dog for crapping over that arrogant ****'s rose bushes (so wife can't hear).
Wife hears my doggie praise and surmises my verbal rebuke was false. I get it in the ear.
Do my own ablutions - no problems going in sink from the door threshold if wifey is crimpign one off. Well, I don't have an issue with it!
Go to bed.
Kick dog off of bed, order into basket.
Snore.
Get kicked out of bed myself by wife.
Adopt sofa as new home.
Sleep.
Wake up as call-o-nature calls at approx 5.30 every morning (useful feature, this!).
Make toast/tea for wife.
Enter martial bedroom.
Find wife and dog both asleep on bed.
Kick wife out of bed with her cup of tea.
Make fuss of dog and feed dog toast.
Order dog to do toilet in garden, paying attention to not let him in to next doors garden (neighbour now awake, de-icing his car).
Get ready, start to de-ice car.
Kick dog out of car - no dogs at work any more after "that" incident".
kiss wife good bye.
Drive to work.

Rinse and ****ing repeat 6 days a week. GAH!.

Bizarre mate, your wife kicks you out of bed for sleeping but not the dog for getting hairs on the bed. Crazy talk! I'd be telling my wife it's my bed and telling the dog to do one to the kitchen at least...:rolleyes:
 
The 3 days I work from home I go straight to the gym for about 17.15. The other 2 days when I'm in the office I don't get home until 19.00 so usually eat dinner which my lovely fiancée has cooked then spend the rest of the evening playing games/watching TV.
 
Pour dog a large one (last night's left overs - I wan't REALLY gonna eat chilli concarne 2 days after I made it... was i?).

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Please tell me there wasn't onion in that.
 
Up for work at 6:40am.
At my desk for 7:10am.
Out the door at 4:10pm.
Gym.
Dinner at around 6:30/7pm.
Veg/watch TV/films/chat to friends/browse until around 10:30/11 then off to bed.

Some nights we might head to the pub or maybe go bowling/cinema but with early starts it doesn't happen often.
 
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