Some very detailed posts in hereI'll join in as well....
7:00-7:20 ~ wake up
9:00 ~ drive to work
9:45 ~ arrive and park
9:45-9.50 ~ decide what shoes to wear
9:50-9:55 ~ swipe into building and walk down/up 4 flights of stairs
9:55 ~ set up my 'work station', grab water/coffee, eat breakfast
10:00 ~ start working!![]()
Sit down..
Log previous person out and log myself in. Set my division screens up.
Sign into the Radio.
Check all the crews and RRVs are on duty that were booked on before me coming in at 7.
Begin checking the next lot of crews due on at 7. (am or pm depending on what shift i'm working!)
Assigning jobs as they come in.
Gas with colleagues.
Assign more jobs.
Rinse repeat untill break time![]()
Makeup, hair, get dressed?jesus h christ.. ~2hrs to get ready? what do you do?
7.40 - wake up
8.15 - get my bike out
8.20 - cycle to paddington(~40ish mins)
9.00-9.15 - lock my bike up
9.15 - lift to 4th floor
9.20 - take my jacket off
9.21 - walk to toilet change jeans
9.25 - coffee + cookies
9.30 - desk + 9gag
10ish - work
5.30 - change back
5.35 - lift to garage
5.40 - unlock bike
5.45 - cycle back to tottenham
6.30-7 - home sweet home..
Makeup, hair, get dressed?
You take a lift to/from 4th floor?? Take the stairs like I do, you lazy bugger!!
Makeup, hair, get dressed?
You take a lift to/from 4th floor?? Take the stairs like I do, you lazy bugger!!
cba after a 10 mile ride![]()
i need to catch my breath
yeah make up takes ages!!!![]()
Oh yeah.. I completely missed the cycling part!He's just ridden 40 minutes across the centre of London! Give the guy a break lol. Mr Mischief must have a hard life!![]()
Oh yeah.. I completely missed the cycling part!
I do like a guy with good stamina....![]()
I run my hands through my hair, they are slick with guilt. Does she know? Could she know? Is today the day she finds out I am cheating on her?
The last few months have been a roller coaster, the excitement, the passion! such feelings should be rejoiced. But instead I feel an emptiness creeping in. The place in my heart which used to feel so comfortable, is now an inferno of wild emotions.
It feels like I've swapped my old car for a brand new one, but the old car won't stop looking at me like I've ripped it's heart out.
I'm sure she knows something is up, how could she not? these long hours where I pretend I am working, when in fact I am just making excuses.
How can something so wrong feel so right?
Windows 7, I'm sorry, but Windows 8 is here.