I can only do 6 hours mostly, there’s a reason why it’s 2am and I’m posting this haha. I’ll go bed at 10, then binge watch something, before you know it it’s 2am
Sump’n similar here. Always been a night owl. Bed at 12:30, piddle break at 5-ish, then I might or might not go back to sleep. Rarely lie in past 7am anyway. I’m blaming these light mornings at the moment.
Man, I’m jealous. Before the nine to five this used to be me and I loved it.
Seriously though, I worked retail so I remember what it’s like to have irregular working patterns and the sleeping habits of an owl, it’s not that hard to make sure you’re sleeping enough before an early start. If you have an early start on Thursday, just make sure you get yourself up extra early on Wednesday, particularly if you had a late night on Tuesday. A lesser amount of sleep on Tuesday night will make you more tired when it is Wednesday eve and you won’t be up all night before your early start.
You just have to be disciplined the morning before and drag yourself out of bed no matter how tired you are or unnecessary it feels lol.
When you turn up late to a topic like this:
And you see all the potential likes you’ve lost out on cos the others have already beaten you to the punchline
When someone from work gets on the same train and sits near you.
No offence pal but I’ve been at work all day talking to you fuckers, I just want to slip my headphones in, pop on a podcast and shitpost on OA, but now it feels rude.
If I see someone from work on the train I’ll intentionally avoid eye contact and try to sit elsewhere. Not just cos it’s what I want, but also out of courtesy to the other person.
There’s nothing worse than this. I also hate it when people bother me on my lunch break. I just want to be left alone lol
I can barely stand being in the same lift as these people for 3 floors, so the same train…
See while my job has a lot of downsides people are really friendly and sociable we don’t mind spending time with each other on our lunch breaks or on the tube home etc.
Potentially because like 70% of the company are millennials.
I will miss that when I leave
Just tell them one of your Lichsteiner - straight from the packet jokes mate.
I love talking with my coworkers. Mainly because its 95% MILFS/GILFS.
Yea. Sometimes i spot my da and he doesn’t spot me. Podcast city!
Fucking amen. I intentionally take my lunch in the 12 til 1 slot cos it’s vastly less busy in the communal eating area than it is in the following hour.
@Cristo it aint that man. I work with loads of friendly and sociable millenials, and friendly and sociable older people too fwiw. I’m happy to socialise with them if it’s after work drinks or a team dinner, that’s something I actually enjoy. But by nature I’m introverted, being an outgoing, sociable and engaged person while doing my job tires me out, I need my lunch hour and commute to myself haha
That’s funny, my team is old as fuck. And we actually really get along and care about each other. We even vacation together when possible. And it’s all because we’ve been in the trenches together for 5+ years. I’ve never had this before, I’ve always been a “go to work, get a check, go home” kind of guy.
Similar situation today. I always take the bike, and a colleague left just before I did, on bike too. I was just behind him. I knew if he’d see me he would slow down and chat. Fuck cycling together, just wanna listen to music and not talk to a colleague I’ve seen all fucking day.
Good for you man, that sounds awesome.
Really does sound awesome.
Having a great bunch of people to work along really makes life a lot more enjoyable I find.
My cats waking me up at 430am every morning, my alarm goes off at 530am for work anyways, can you at least give me that hour you selfish fuckers.
just sell your cats
The scumbag cunt ringing my doorbell at gone one in the morning. I’m a deep sleeper so my girlfriend woke me up panicked, I threw on a tee and shorts and went down. We’re in the upstairs flat in a terraced house, so we have our flat’s front door and then a little vestibule, which is where I stopped to look through the window and blurrily see someone all in black and hooded outside my door, when he then got on his bike and slowly cycled off.
So I returned to my living room and started looking for him out of the window. He then kept on cycling up and down past my gaff, on my side of the street and the other, until he stopped again outside mine. So I opened my window and asked him if he knocked on my door, and he said yeah and asked for someone called Britney. He had your typical, urban youth badman voice, so I was also code switching to sound as intimidating (yeah right) and non middle class as I could ( thankfully not the hardest of tasks having grown up in shite parts of London).
So I’ve told him that there’s no Britney here and not to knock on my fucking door again, especially in the middle of the night, to which he responds “aite”. So I stand at my window a bit longer, and after a few minutes the cunt still hasn’t moved and is slowly going back in forth of my flat, looking up through the window.
“Oi, fuck off from outside my house, the person you’re looking for doesn’t live here so move on”
“it’s a free country bruv you don’t own the street”
“you’re acting like a dodgy fuck, just move on before I call the police, you’ve got no reason to be here looking through my windows and acting sketchy”
“You’ve got no reason to be here either”
"I FUCKING LIVE HERE AND YOU’RE RINGING MY FUCKING DOORBELL AT ONE IN THE MORNING"
From him first ringing the doorbell, to when he finally fucked off, spanned between forty five minutes and an hour. The way he was behaving so dodgily it did freak me out a bit, not gonna lie, especially in a brand new area where I don’t know anyone. Back in London, particularly a few years ago, I could easily get several people over to my house at any time of night if there was an issue that required a bit of muscle. But being the bloke in a relationship, you kinda have to act like you’ve got balls of steel and you’re not phased in the slightest.
I did make me think though, if I had a rifle I could have just shot him in the fucking face. It doesn’t surprise me that in America there are so many violent and fatal incidents due to the prevalence of guns. I’d have felt safer last night knowing I had a gun and could use it if it came down to it, but obviously the logical part of your brain knows that the other dude is also likely to have a gun, and that keeping guns in your home is quite likely to increase the chances of you or your family getting injured, rather than decreasing the chances. But despite that I’m sure you can’t help but feel safer knowing you could end someone if they broke into your house at night.
Obviously you wouldn’t actually want to kill someone over nothing, but it doesn’t surprise me that it happens so often over the pond. Feeling afraid and somewhat threatened and having access to guns ain’t a great combo.
Maybe I’ve been playing too many violent video games lately, but the option to threaten to take someone’s head clean off their shoulders seemed attractive last night. I asked him if he was gonna get away from my flat or if he wanted me to call the police and he calmly informed me that I’d just be wasting police time. Fucker totally stumped me and I just rage quit and closed the window on him
Sounds awful mate - glad you’re ok but that kind of behaviour is very unsettling. The guy sounds like his head is fried anyway probably wasn’t even ringing the right doorbell.