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Oct. 20th, 2003 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolYou know what? I'm having a Bad Day. It's a very bad day. Those who live in a similiar area to me, and know the hell that is Arriva and Southport, will probably laugh themselves silly at my day, but there we are.
Today, I got up and went to work, and was dazzled by the fact that there was frost everywhere. Bizarre. But it's very, very cold. So I put on my jumper, and I toddled off to the wonderful world of Homebase, which was a nice, brain numbing, three hours. At 12.00, I feel gleeful, and I leave work, and I go to the bus stop outside Tesco's, and I wait for the 314 to Ormskirk, which was due to turn up in about 10 minutes. And I waited. And I waited. 30 minutes after it was due to turn up, I got pissy, and decided to look for another bus to catch.
"Aha!" I thought happily. "The 395 is diverted to Chapel Street, and I can catch that one there! That goes every twenty minutes!"
So I walk. And I walk. And I go past KGV. And I see Chelsea, who is still a biatch. And I walk some more. And some more. And some more. I don't know Southport that well, and it's a bloody long trek from the island place where I work to where there's actually people and shops and stuff. And I walk some more. And finally, I make it to Chapel Street! And there was much joy, and I sit down to wait at the bus stop. And I wait. And I wait. And I slowly become more and more hungry, since it's now been over an hour since I left work, and I haven't had any lunch since I stupidly thought I'd be home by this point. Ha!
No buses had gone past me all day, by this point.
So, I give up. I stomp back along the road to a taxi bank. I would have phoned Mum for a lift, but she was in work and apparently busy until 2.00pm.
Get to the taxi bank, and ask how much a taxi is to Ormskirk. Get given price- £11.00. Faint. (Only kidding.) However, I'm tired, cold and hungry by this point (I'm so pathetic) and I'm also still in my bloody Homebase uniform. So I book a taxi, and I get in the taxi, and I go home. And I pay £10.50 to go home, which is about equal to all I earned today.
Hate bloody buses. Hate Homebase.
There again tomorrow of the evening shift, plus have training od Wednesday.
Now. Wednesday. This is targeted towards![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cucharita and loneraven, and possibly Katie if she's reading. Katie! Go and annoy Simon and Lorna into reading this! Saves me text costs.
I have training (ugh) from 9.30-11.30. This probably means that it'll be over at about 12.00 or 12.30, since it runs over. A lot. But I will meetloneraven outside at about 12.30, since I'll say that "look, I have to leave at 12.30, or else my leg will drop off" or something similiar.
The Raven and I will then toddle to KGV land, where we'll wait until you're all free, or perhaps something else will happen. But that's the basic plan. Is that good for everyone involved? Comment please.
I was going to do my homework today, but I'm still really pissy with Arriva, so I'll do it all tomorrow instead. Since I'm lazy and all.
~Hathy_Col~
Today, I got up and went to work, and was dazzled by the fact that there was frost everywhere. Bizarre. But it's very, very cold. So I put on my jumper, and I toddled off to the wonderful world of Homebase, which was a nice, brain numbing, three hours. At 12.00, I feel gleeful, and I leave work, and I go to the bus stop outside Tesco's, and I wait for the 314 to Ormskirk, which was due to turn up in about 10 minutes. And I waited. And I waited. 30 minutes after it was due to turn up, I got pissy, and decided to look for another bus to catch.
"Aha!" I thought happily. "The 395 is diverted to Chapel Street, and I can catch that one there! That goes every twenty minutes!"
So I walk. And I walk. And I go past KGV. And I see Chelsea, who is still a biatch. And I walk some more. And some more. And some more. I don't know Southport that well, and it's a bloody long trek from the island place where I work to where there's actually people and shops and stuff. And I walk some more. And finally, I make it to Chapel Street! And there was much joy, and I sit down to wait at the bus stop. And I wait. And I wait. And I slowly become more and more hungry, since it's now been over an hour since I left work, and I haven't had any lunch since I stupidly thought I'd be home by this point. Ha!
No buses had gone past me all day, by this point.
So, I give up. I stomp back along the road to a taxi bank. I would have phoned Mum for a lift, but she was in work and apparently busy until 2.00pm.
Get to the taxi bank, and ask how much a taxi is to Ormskirk. Get given price- £11.00. Faint. (Only kidding.) However, I'm tired, cold and hungry by this point (I'm so pathetic) and I'm also still in my bloody Homebase uniform. So I book a taxi, and I get in the taxi, and I go home. And I pay £10.50 to go home, which is about equal to all I earned today.
Hate bloody buses. Hate Homebase.
There again tomorrow of the evening shift, plus have training od Wednesday.
Now. Wednesday. This is targeted towards
cucharita and loneraven, and possibly Katie if she's reading. Katie! Go and annoy Simon and Lorna into reading this! Saves me text costs.I have training (ugh) from 9.30-11.30. This probably means that it'll be over at about 12.00 or 12.30, since it runs over. A lot. But I will meet
loneraven outside at about 12.30, since I'll say that "look, I have to leave at 12.30, or else my leg will drop off" or something similiar.The Raven and I will then toddle to KGV land, where we'll wait until you're all free, or perhaps something else will happen. But that's the basic plan. Is that good for everyone involved? Comment please.
I was going to do my homework today, but I'm still really pissy with Arriva, so I'll do it all tomorrow instead. Since I'm lazy and all.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2003-10-20 05:08 pm (UTC)