A Day In The Life Of A Very Bored Babs:
I am so boredddddd. Really. I have had nowt to do all day. They gave me this “task” to do which I thought yahoo it will take up some of the hours I have been idling away on line but no it somehow took me the computer whizz kid (not really) about 40 mins to do, and I also sent an email to my friend in the middle so only about 30 mins. I don’t understand why they are wasting so much cashola on me and to be honest there’s only so many more days of pressing send & receive and scratching my arse that I can take.
I mean at first its great, ooh I can while away hours on line “learning” things on Wikipedia, catching up on my correspondence, you know the type of things you do when you want to appear to be busy in work but in actual fact are scratching your bum and “pretendyworking”. I became particularly good at this in a job I had before, but it wasn’t as boring as this. Basically because everyone else here is busy, but they wont show me how to do anything more than I already know and so basically I am sitting here severely browned off because no one has emailed me in the last 50 seconds, while everyone else is happily printing off reports, talking about “important” jazz on the phone and typing away to their hearts content.
I have taken up two new habits since I started here a mere 6 weeks ago. The first is going to the canteen to get coffee (its 10cents for a cappuccino out of the machine, and it ain’t bad either, ah subsidization rocks at times). This is detrimental to my health, or rather my skin, because too much coffee makes my skin turn even more shite than normal, and also I keep thinking that I am nervous about something, when in actual fact I just have the jits from too much caffeine. I keep meaning to hit “tea” on the machine but who wants foamy milk on their tea. Ew!
Also I have taken up hanging out in the toilets. This is a particularly shit pastime due to the whole fact of it’s a toilet, and also there’s no rads in there, so its basically freezing. I like to go in there, put the lids down on the toilet and have a rest for a few mins, or until someone else comes in then I flush as if I have peed and go. It’s delightful really.
Other than that, I read blogs, like entire blogs, the archives from the very start, which is a tad stalkerish I know, and I frantically email away all day, to my friends, to my family, to myself. No not really to myself, but still. At times I want to. And its beginning to scare me.
Every job I have had since I have not been a chef all the time, has been soooo boring. Not in a cringey boring way like this one but then this is only a “temp” role and is not “perm” as the agency say. I want something exciting. I was almost tempted to become a White Water Rafting Instructor after my adventures on the Tully River while in Oz, but then seeing as I was too scared to jump off the small rock and kept thinking I was going to die all the time, I sort of thought that it would be a bad idea. Here is the criteria for my ideal job:
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Geek Support, fixing of bugger-ups, moral support, code splicing, tech. administration, whining, über-nerdery and fetching of fluffy coffees by 
