hanging my head in shame

worried_jim

Fook mi its cold ! Glad I've been over paying gas over the year and have a nice amount of credit built up. Just has someone come and look at the room and they seem pretty keen and nice, I hope they like it cos I am so broke at the moment, this week I've been living off toast and have cancelled Christmas. Have the office party tomorrow and I can't afford to go, I haven't told anyone yet as I missed last years after the death of my Grandfather so everyone is expecting me to make an appearance- I need to come up with some good excuses.

Shoe_Gal

That's a shame, you deserve a treat :mad: Good luck with the lodger

worried_jim

My God the snow this morning ! Twice in one year, never mind a good excuse for missing the office do this evening, I can't even get to the office ! Looks like a day watching breaking bad on dvd !

Shoe_Gal

problem solved :rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

hannoja

:snow_grin :snow_laug :snow_grin

worried_jim

The Naked lunch, a frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.
In 1998 I was working for a major retailing company and doing very well and occasionally I would meet other managers form other parts of the company at meetings and functions. At the Christmas party that year I had been spending time with chatting and drinking with another manager from another part of the group called Debbie.
Being the party animal that I am I was staying to the very end but Debbie has arranged a lift home before the end. As she was leaving the venue she raised her dress to flash her stocking tops and bare !!!! at me- I laughed as I love a bit of bad behaviour, its good for the soul.
The other women I was sitting with were opened mouthed with shock as they knew her better and this was not normal behaviour for her, I thought nothing of it but the other ladies were telling me that it was a definite come on and I should follow it up. I was very sceptical of the advice but they were adamant that I should go for it so the next day I called interflora and sent over to her office the biggest bunch of flowers they did, then went and hid in a stockroom.
I soon get a message that there is a call for me. Its Deb ringing to thank me for the flowers. She said it was very kind and that I must be aware of her situation. “What situation” I replied. “I am married” said she. Thought like a bolt of lightening flashes through my mind “that’s £45 wasted”. “Oh, I didn’t know” I replied. “Well he did leave me on Halloween, so we are not together anymore”. Bolt of lightening- “could be the best £45 I’ve ever spent”.
And so started our affair, which went on all year, trips to London, Corfu, Blackpool (I am classy guy) and the best night of my life spent in the Lake District. The husband was always in the background and he knew about me but I gave it 100%. He drove a Metro and I had a Celica, I felt the “bigger” man – it was fun.
I started to look for a better paying retail job as I thought it wouldn’t be too long until I had some real responsibilities. I was soon headhunted by a new up and coming company who had been sniffing around for about a year, this time I said yes. I took the new job but soon after Debbie went back to her husband to try again and we never had any contact again. I had given up the best job I have ever had were I was master of all I surveyed and had nothing but a broken heart, I can’t even to begin to describe the pain and 10 years later it still haunts me.
My new boss was a brilliant woman with a great take on life and she could see that I was upset and after a short while unbeknown to me she set me up on a blind date. As soon as I set eyes on Nicola I was impressed she was fit and successful. I picked her up at 7am (don’t worry it was arranged for her convience , but to long to go into) and took her to Alton Towers, it was a long drive but gave us time to chat. Then we went to the cinema (Galaxy Quest) and then to dinner, I dropped her off at midnight and she said she’d like to see me again and how about we meet up in London next time.
The day out to London was great- I got kicked out of St Paul’s for refusing to pay (can you see how this fits into my recent posts?) and we went to see the musical Buddy- great show. At the end of the evening we had a proper kiss and she invited me to come and spend the bank holiday weekend at her home in Brighton.
So on the May bank holiday weekend I drove down from Leicester to Brighton with 2 bottles of Chianti and an open mind. We had dinner and drank the wine and chatted till the early hours when she said, “come to bed”.
On October 31st I moved to Brighton. For 2 years things were brilliant until one day she came home and said that “I don’t love you anymore, you need to move out”.
This pretty much destroyed me.
I thought about moving back to Leicester and in many ways I probably should have but I thought I love the south coast so I’ll make a go of it on my own. The first year was tough and I was miserable, I felt sick every day. I bought a place and left retail for good. Not a lot has happened since then, but I am pretty certain that I will never get involved like that again, I just couldn’t take the heartbreak and rejection again.
(God, this is worse than Simon Bates’ your tune).
Debbie flashing her !!!! at me was my naked lunch moment. If she hadn’t have done that my life would have been totally different- not that I have regrets, life is for living but those stocking tops laid out a completely different path for me and I often wonder what if….

Shoe_Gal

Wow Jim, very philosophical post :rolleyes:

worried_jim

Well this evening I have dome something which I have only done on one previous occasion before. Quit a job and walked out there and then. Driving around is dangerous tonight and some streets are pure ice. I had to get a push out of a gutter tonight and nearly bumped into some parked cars all to get to some benefit living chav who wasn't even in. The pizza boss got dead arsey when I said it was dangerous, I had even been back on foot and she still wasn't in (probably was but passed out on skunk), it was like driving and walking on an ice rink so I told him to shove the job up his ar5e and walked. It was just like in that scene from Quadrophenia , except I'm not going to ride off Beachy Head, although its not far away.
I've got someone moving into the spare room mid Jan and I hated the job- it was soul destroying and I spent half the money on fuel anyway, at least now £50 will last me all month as opposed to 2 weeks. Just poured myself a glass of JD, but I feel pretty low cos I know it will effect his business cos no one else will fill in and I had been there for 2 years but I could have crashed tonight, damaged my car, or someone else's or hit a person, all for minimum wage because some fat chav on the top floor of a p1ss smelling tower block cant cook for her fatherless kids.
I am in a bad mood and near cheering up.

R.I.P. Brittany Murphy.

Shoe_Gal

You've done the right thing - no job is worth risking life and limb for :rolleyes:

CRANKY40

Hello Jim,

I needed cheering up too. I read your thread from start to finish today, and a few of the jokes made me laugh (much needed). I no longer have any debts as my lovely husband died in October, but I used to read and post here, and old habits die hard.

For what it's worth, I'm glad you quit your job. Life is too short to risk losing it delivering some warmed up bread and cheese. Home made pizza tastes better anyway (see that's something MSE taught me).

I am also struggling with my weight. I must be the only widow on another forum I post on that has actually put on weight. Most people lose about 8 dress sizes, but I have been comfort eating. For the sake of my 5 year old, I have to do something about it, so from tomorrow I hope to resume my frugal, low alcohol life that I was used to before the !!!!!! hit in October. Take care and I'm looking forward to reading more. I hope the new lodger works out too.

p.s. I went to Brighton when I was 17. My dad was too mean to pay for us to go in the Pavilion. It still annoys me now, lol. I have however climbed right to the top of St Pauls (I used to live in London many moons ago).