Monthly Archives: August 2012

A Bit of A Rant

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You’ve been warned. I am having a bit of a rant. Today’s topic is my job. My Boss. My Colleagues. Brats. Everything that has ever possibly gone wrong in the world. Okay, not the last one.

I can’t stand my boss, she is a first class bitch. She never stops barking orders at me. This includes doing things for her brat like children aged 16 and 18. Filling in her daughter’s college application form. Filling in her son’s university accommodation application form. Seriously. What is she doing to them? Most people their age do these things themselves. But no, she does everything for them, which means I do these things for her. They wouldn’t know the meaning of independence if it was written on their oh so many £20 notes and I slapped them across the faces using them (I wouldn’t do that, honest. No, really).

Her kids aren’t even that intelligent and I’m not just saying that because I don’ t like them. He daughter got her GCSE results the other day, believe me, she’s an average student. She also, apparently wants to be a language teacher but she got a C in Spanish rather than the A she was expected because her teacher changed at the end of the year. Really? You’re blaming your teacher? At the end of the day, you can only blame your teacher up to a certain extent. Learning the subject is ultimately your responsibility. When I did my GCSEs (which was only 4 years ago before you think I’m really old because I used the phrase ‘when I did my’) I barely revised and got As and Bs. School in the UK, it’s relatively easy. It’s A levels that really give you a kick up the backside. Anyway, I’m getting off topic, her daughter was crying because to do a subject at college, you need to have got at least a B in that subject in school (which is reasonable, as you would really struggle if didn’t do well at school in the subject(s) you want to study). And then my boss came to me for advice because her daughter is going to the same college that I went to. Did she really think I wanted to listen or help her, with her problems? That’s some seriously messed up shit.

My colleagues also treat me like shit. As I’m ‘bottom of the food chain’ so to speak, they also like to add to my ever increasing workload. And they are so bloody rude. Does nobody understand the meaning of manners? I know I’m 20 and they are all older than me, but does the word respect mean nothing?! A bit of manners, seriously, it won’t kill you.

I start work at 8am. I work 40 hours a week which doesn’t include my half an hour lunch break which I have to work through to get my day’s work completed. I am also paid pittance. I finished my apprenticeship a couple of months ago, so I am not on an apprentice’s wages anymore but being on a ‘full wage’ my boss has further demands. Yep, it’s possible. Further demands.

At the moment I get the bus to work which is relatively cheap. And because of the bus timetable I work 8am-4.40pm. But my boss wants me to buy a car, work 8am-5pm, and run around doing all sorts of errands for her. She apparently ‘needs’ me to these duties or she can’t afford to keep me on which is a load of shit since she’s paid for her no more than average kids to go to private school. 2 kids x 5 years x £10,000 a year is £100,000!!

Another small glitch. I haven’t passed my driving test. You’re probably wondering why didn’t I do this when I was 17 like most people did. Well, I couldn’t afford it. I have been on and off with driving lessons recently, but my boss has given me 3 months to pass my test (this was back at the end on June), then she wants me to buy a car. I don’t want to buy a car. With my wage I can’t afford a car. I told her this and she said she’ll give me an interest free loan to do this (not that I would take it of course). One other glitch. The expense of a car doesn’t stop at buying a car. There’s insurance, tax, petrol, MOT, service which would basically leave me with around £2,000 at the end of a year’s work. At 40 hours a week. Which I loath.

You might be wondering why I’ve stuck around doing this hellish job. Well, because I have been searching for longer than I can remember for another job without any luck whatsoever. And I will keep searching until I find something. Hopefully soon. Really soon.

If you are still reading this then I commend you and I take my hat off to you. I am currently hatless, but if I was wearing a hat, then I would really take my bloody hat off to you. And thank you for reading into a small insight of my not so interesting life.

Tony Nicklinson – Why Won’t You Let Me Die?

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Tony and His Wife Jane

Tony Nicklinson was a British Man who suffered from a stroke in 2005, and since then had suffered with locked-in syndrome aged 51. He was unable to move or communicate with any part of his body, other than his eyes. However, like you and me, he was completely awake and aware.

In 2010, Tony’s legal team sought guidance about assisted suicide as British law states anyone who assists suicide will be prosecuted. His case reached the High Court in March 2012 and on 12 August 2012 Tony was denied his right to die.

Tony was the vice-chairman of the Arabian Gulf Rugby Football Union before his stroke and was described as an outgoing and confident person with a busy and active social and family life. He was a husband and father of two.

We can communicate with others, confide in them, share our adventures and explore the world. In his High Court case, Tony described his life as ‘dull, miserable, demeaning, undignified and intolerable’. Can you imagine being stripped of your dignity? Not being able to feed yourself, wash yourself, or scratch an itch? Much like a baby, except the inability to grow out of it.

Please excuse the comparison, but would it be appropriate to treat an animal in such way? In 2005 when Tony called for an ambulance, he unknowingly made a choice. He chose to live. He chose to do this because he had a life worth living. He also chose to die with the assistance of a doctor. This was not just a choice but a right which was wrongly taken away from him after years of being trapped in his own body. Tony stated that if he had known what his life would become when he had had that stroke, he would not have called an ambulance, but died then. He had the right to die then, but not now?

Who has the right to say who lives and dies? These men in suites who broke the heart of man by taking away the only choice he had left in life? He clearly felt that quality of life was far more important than quantity of life. The Courts do not have to live with this decision but Tony would for what could have been up to 20 more years of his life. Why not allow him to die on his own terms when he had already made piece with his decision and his choice to die?

Tony had ruled out going to Switzerland to end his life and wished for his wife to have no hand in the process. There was also no guarantee that whoever assisted him would not be prosecuted.

In June 2012, Tony sent his first tweet (@TonyNicklinson) using eye movement technology. He could only ‘speak’ with his wife, spelling out words letter by letter by winking at a letter board. “Hello world. I am tony nicklinson, I have locked-in syndrome and this is my first ever tweet. #tony.” He gained thousands of followers and much needed support.

After Tony received the High Court’s decision, he lost hope and became severely depressed. He refused medication and refused to eat. Why wasn’t he forced to eat? I don’t think they had the ‘right’ to. Tony became weak and contracted pneumonia. On the 22 August 2012, Tony died in his home in Wiltshire, aged 58.

As the saying goes, if you can’t find a reason to live, then find one to die for. Tony’s finally tweet: ‘Goodbye world the time has come, I had some fun’

I sincerely hope Tony has found solace wherever he is after these horrific years since his stroke. My thoughts are with his family. X

Who’s The Fairest of Them All?

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There has been a lot of scrutiny recently over the morality of celebrities. After Kristen Stewart’s affair it was reported that she would not be appearing in the prequel of Snow White and The Huntsman, however, Rupert Sanders may still be directing. I don’t believe that she should have to suffer professionally due to personal circumstances which were brought to public’s attention without those affected having knowledge of it whatsoever. What has really caught my attention is not all the ‘celeb gossip’ or whatever you want to call it, but that Kristen Stewart is suffering from the backlash of her actions but not Rupert Sanders. They are both adults, and both equally responsible for their actions, yet the woman is scrutinised far more than the man. Sanders is by no means in the public eye as much as Stewart, but why are her actions seen as far worse than his?

Another example is Chris Brown and Rihanna. To my knowledge, I an unaware of Brown’s actions towards Rihanna having any effect on his career whatsoever. His abuse towards Rihanna however, was completely out of line. Three years since their turbulent past, they are back in the media’s attention after Rihanna’s recently aired interview with Oprah. I haven’t watched it as I assume it is only available on American television, but Rihanna claimed she still loves Chris Brown and that she is still protective over him. There has been a lot of dispute over her words as she is apparently setting a bad example to those who have been effected by domestic violence. She opened up about a truly horrific part of her life, which must have been difficult for her. She was not bitter about her experience but saddened, and far more courageous than a lot people as she forgave Brown for what he did. Does that really make her a soft touch or weak?

Further examples include Mike Tyson raping an 18 year old girl, found guilty, yet his boxing career was not effected whatsoever. Actor, Hugh Grant has slept with prostitutes, yet his political opinion is still highly regarded within British media. Footballer, Wayne Rooney has paid prostitutes, thousands of pounds for one night stands, (once whilst his wife was pregnant) yet he still receives a six figure salary each week.

Yet, the question still remains, why are women scrutinised far more than men?

Is University The Right Choice?

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With university tuition fees tripling from £3,000 to £9,000 per year beginning this academic year, is it necessarily the ‘right’ route to take? Due to the pressures of society to enter university, it may seem so over apprenticeships and other educational opportunites which aren’t seen as equal value.

When I was at college, university was seemed as the only option. Any other route seemed like a lesser or not as worthy of an option than continuing in full time education. Yesterday was 2 years from my dreaded A level results day and the only thing I was adamant about was that I didn’t want to go to university and that due to my lack of revision, I wouldn’t be getting the straight As I probably could have.

I went on to do an apprenticeship and I’ve still not a clue what I want to do with my life and I consider whether I would have been better off going to university. Of course there would have been the joy of moving away (probably to London) making new friends, and getting drunk on a regular basis! I would be a poor student but would I have a clearer vision of what I wanted to do if I was living that life right now?

If I did, I would be in my third year of university as of September/October this year, but when I think of that, all that comes to mind is that revision is not my friend but that it doesn’t sound too bad considering I’m leaving my house at 7.40am, 5 days a week for work.

Students all over the UK are currently pondering whether they’ll be able to pay off their monstrous tuition fees in three years time and if they will be able to secure their dream job, or even any job for that matter, in the current economic climate. That’s what university has become about as it is not free as it used to be all those years ago, it is more of a worry rather than the joy of a new incredible chapter of your life.

I am grateful that by the end of the next academic year I won’t be in a mountain of debt and have to worry about soaring interest rates. But I wonder whether I’m missing out on 3 incredible years or if I would be just as unhappy as I am about my current situation.

I don’t think university is necessarily the answer unless you know what you want to study, and what use you degree will really be. I am not dismissing that it is essential to go the university if you want to go into certain professions but I do know many people who have gone to university not because they wanted to, but didn’t want to get a job and decided to put it off for a few years.

But I can’t say university is right or wrong as it depends on the individual.  I do know university is not the only way, it just seems like an extremely popular way – a critical piece of information which is missing in today’s society as many people fear of being different. Some very successful people didn’t go to university e.g. Alan Sugar, Steve Jobs, Jamie Oliver etc.

This article prompted me to write this post.

Something I am certain of is that I’ve been at work for 2 hours and I should get on with my job and stop blogging….

The Spice Girls!

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Spice Girls

So, the Olympic Closing Ceremony was a bit of a shambles yesterday. I assume the rest of the world were thinking ‘oh, and they were doing so well!’. Maybe?

Anyway, to me all was forgiven, even the monstrosity of One Direction and screeching Jessie J when I saw The Spice Girls! I love them and I always have! I wish they had a bit longer but I think it was done incredibly. I would love nothing more than for them to get back to together (or maybe another Harry Potter Book but I think there’s just as little chance of one as the other).

And here’s a picture from the 90’s.

Ah, nostalgia and stuff.

 

What did/didn’t you like about the Closing Ceremony?

Snoop Dogg, Tea, and The Queen

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How Do You Do!*

So, now the London Olympics are over, I think it’s time to clear up some stereotypes and misconceptions about the British.

The Queen

The Queen - Diamond Jubilee

The population of Britain is about 64 million yet the assumption is, everyone knows the Queen. I assure you, we don’t. Most of us would be lucky to even get a glimpse of her once in  our lifetime.

We’re All Posh, Like

Posh Men

Men do not walk around in suites and bowler hats. It just doesn’t happen.

Duchess of Cambridge

We aren’t all as amazing as the Duchess of Cambridge –  royalty, looks, class, money but….

…ugh. She’s what we call a chav. Infact, she’s probably the queen of chavs!

Tea and Scones

Tea and Scones

Okay, we do drink a lot of tea!  In fact it would be frowned upon if you don’t like either tea or coffee. Unfortunately for me, I am part of that minority. Seriously, you’d think I was breaking the law or something!

But we don’t have fancy little tea parties drinking tea and eating scones all day.

On a slightly unrelated note I typed ‘Tea and Scones’ into Google and this picture came up. Maybe Snoop Dogg likes tea and scones? Maybe Snoop Dogg had tea and scones with the Queen?! Okay I’ll stop there.

Snoop Dogg/Lion Whatever You Want To Call Him

Queen’s English

Believe it or not, everyone in England does not speak as accurately and promptly as the Queen. You’ll probably hate me for this but I’m going to introduce you to some English accents. There are a few horrific reality TV programmes over here (before you judge, Americans particularly, you have Keeping Up With The Kardashians!). There is The Only Way Is Essex (in London) and Geordie Shore (in Newcastle) and Desperate Scousewives (in Liverpool).

Please be aware these television programmes do not represent to majority of the people who live in these cities. They are just stereotypes and I just want to show that people in England have varying accents and I personally hate these shows! (Yes, I am aware I am trying to remove one stereotype by showing you another 😐 )

The Prime Minister – David Cameron

He does not represent Britain whatsoever. He looks after the rich and wealthy and makes sure they are nice cosy, whilst the 9 to 5ers pay the price with huge increases in taxes and cuts. Poor old Dave hasn’t been given any credit for the Olympics and he has been known as cursed when attending sporting events as GB hadn’t won a medal in his presence. When attending a boxing match he was actually booed! He never gave up through, trying to show he’s ‘one of us’ here is a staged picture posted on twitter of David enjoying a boxing match at home.

Oh Dave.

I do have a few more but I may fill you in on those another time :). I hope I haven’t been patronising but I apologise if I have!

Cheerio!*

*Don’t ever say that.