It's fucking Friday!
Okay so technically it's only Thursday but I have tomorrow off and I'm off to the Ashes so fuck it, it's Friday.
Having a three day work week this week was the absolute tits.
Kinda steaming though. Our team leader took another management position within the company and the first thing we hear of it is a generic companywide email congratulating him on getting the job? What the fuck? It's probably overreacting and a bit selfish on my part but it just felt like he didn't give enough of a shit about his own team to even give us a heads up? And I have a sneaking suspicion I know who will be replacing him. She must do her best work on her knees because she's completely fucking useless at her job currently. Fucking politics man. I fucking hate working in a remote office. We get treated like absolute garbage compared to the rest of the company. More experience than most of the head office staff have combined but never in with a shout with any advancement opportunities. I'm constantly on the lookout for other positions but it's a fucking nightmare trying to find a permanent fulltime position these days, and I really don't want to leave this one without that sort of a guarantee.
Last weekend was a complete let down though. Off to Newcastle for Brisbane away and it did not stop fucking raining. Soaked to the skin and freezing cold inside an hour and never stopped the entire three days. I've never been so wet, cold and miserable at any A-League game ever, not even every Wellington away combined. Combine that with a bullshit loss and Brisbane playing like they couldn't give a shit made it a complete disappointment. It was at the point Sunday night where I couldn't even muster the enthusiasm to go out and get pissed postgame. Just awful.
Not even bothering to go to the Western Sydney game tomorrow night. I have a feeling that after all day boozing in the sun at the cricket I'm not going to be in any shape to go, so I'll just head to our pub after the cricket wraps up for the day and meet the lads and stay there and watch it on TV when they go to the game. Life of the party I know. But at least I should be properly hammered by the time they get back after the game.
