Am I bothered?

I’ve got in trouble at work. My bus gets me there fairly early, so I’ve been spending the spare time before my shift starts in the wonderfully named Employee Intellectual Recreation Facility. It’s basically a staff room with a kettle, two books and a computer.
The computer, it turns out, is only supposed to be used for access to the Supermarket Hard Drive Employee Help And Advice Manual, and not for accessing Holly Valance clips on youTube or posting blogs on a website. But as I explained to the Supermarket Hardware And Electronic Access Security Officer – (Simon) – if they didn’t want the computer mis-used, they shouldn’t have made it so hackable..
Apparently, it’s an example of misconduct and I can expect an official Grade 3 warning in the post.
Oh, well….

I’ve applied for another job anyway. I don’t want to say too much in case I put some kind of hex on it.. (or in case someone more qualified than me reads this and then decides to gazump me and get it for themselves..) but suffice to say it’s good money, and more appropriate to my qualifications than my current field of employment.

A quick poem for you:
I used to be skinny
My friends called me ‘thinny’
But then I discovered the joys of beer and take-away food, and now I’m a fat, ugly slug of a person with bad skin, bad teeth, and low self-esteem.
Mind you, at least the local fast food community treat me like a God.
So it isn’t all bad.
Ciao.

RC 25-2-09
0935 GMT