George
The start of another week
Well as you can see I finally got my arse into gear and made a new layout. I’m really in love with it because it’s so simple and it’s basically set out how I want (: and the front page is all nice and tidy instead of cluttered with un-necessary rubbish.
Work has been alright, however on Friday I got bitched at for merely mentioning to someone that one of the agency workers was putting packets in wrong. She then proceeded to yell at me a bit more saying I was telling the wrong person and that I should tell the line operator. As well as saying I’m always moaning about someone or something. Funny that, she spends most of the time before we start our shift, sat in the locker room bitching about someone or something.
It was snowing the other evening and my Mum was rushing me to eat my tea so I could drive home and get stuck there instead of at their house. I stupidly went the back roads home and ended up sliding down a road on a hill where I had a brain fart and touched my brakes. I ended up going up over a curb and back down again. I then slid down a bit more of the road and had to rev the bollocks off my car to get it moving again. When I finally got going on my way again, my car felt really heavy and something just didn’t feel right. It was as if my wheels were straight but the steering wheel was at an angle. I also had to keep adjusting it to make it go straight. When I pulled up at my garage I called my Dad and ended up crying to him because that little accident had shit me up. He gave me a lift to work on Friday and my Grandad gave me a lift home. When my Dad finished work we went to the garage to see if they could re-align my wheels and pick up anything that was causing it. They realigned my wheels but it still didn’t feel right. My Grandad gave me a lift to work today and I got a lift home with a girl from work. I’ve been texting my Dad for most of the night at work and when I got home at just after 10pm I checked my phone again and he said that my Grandad is giving me a lift to work (so I’ll get that girl to give me a lift home again) and that he’s taking my car to Lincoln at 4.30pm tomorrow so I may or may not have my car fixed. I hope so, I hate having to rely on lifts from people and I only filled my car with petrol on Friday.
So Valentine’s day is tomorrow. I bought George a card and because I was stumped for gift ideas, I just went with a £15 iTunes voucher, which I let him have on Saturday. They were doing 20% off iTunes vouchers so if they still have that offer on Saturday then I’m gunna buy myself a £25 voucher lol (:
Anyway, think I’m gunna cut this short so I can watch some Family Guy before bed