vaugelychilly

My camera won't be here for Christmas.
I bought the damn thing last week.
Last fucking week!
It's sitting cold and alone in a DHL depot in the East Midlands area of the UK.
Though it had a magical and fucking pointless journey before that it seems.

December 20, 2006 09:54 Paris - France Shipment picked up
December 20, 2006 12:37 Paris - France Departing origin
December 20, 2006 18:28 Paris - France Departed from DHL facility in Paris - France
December 20, 2006 20:09 Paris - France Arrived at DHL facility in Paris - France
December 21, 2006 02:43 Brussels - Belgium Departed from DHL facility in Brussels - Belgium
December 21, 2006 03:39 East Midlands - UK Arrived at DHL facility in East Midlands - UK

I'd like to know how it magically teleported from Paris to Brussels and why the toss it's not budged an inch lately.
Last week I'd ordered it. It was expensive. They only got the damn thing ready for shipping Monday night. Sent it Tuesday. Now the UK is almost closed down with fog and the likelyhood that my camera will be taking a little flight to Shannon is unlikely before the weekend.
All the bastards had to do was put it on a plane from Paris to Shannon. I live like twenty miles from there. I know they do it. I've seen the planes. They have a depot there.
But no! Fucking magical teleportation time!

And they never work weekends. Must be nice. And then it's Christmas. Two days off for them. Then it's the Post Christmas delays. Fuckity fuck fuck.

That was the only piece of happyness I was counting on to keep me sane over the next few weeks.
I have nothing else. Literaly nothing. My familys christmas present to me was the compact flash card for the camera, which is in the same package.
Alone and un-fondled in a brown package in a cold, dark, closed warehouse. Probably along with the Ark Of the Covenant.



I have to continue to work every day apart from Christmas until at least the second week of the New Year.
I have to continue dealing with people who really shouldn't be allowed outside without two Valium in them at least.
I have no-one to watch TV with in front of the fire.
No-one to kiss under the mistletoe, or at New Years.
Nobody to spoil with a nice Christmas present or some unexpected kindness.
I'm lonely, overworked, stressed, present-less and can't see any of my friends as I can't go out. I'm working till 10pm most nights they head out. Then I'm usually working 8am on the weekends.

My boss said to me "But you get Christmas Day off!"
Yes.
I get Christmas off to sit and watch films I've seen 434,544 times before.
Attempt to eat.
Rock back and forth at the prospect of work the next day.
Practice screaming into a pillow for when I get the massive volume of returned items coming through me at work with the phrase "this didn't work, you ruined christmas morning!"
Open hostility when customers have to queue for long periods of time for my attention.
Talking, endless talking, discussing, advising, helping, troublshooting, fixing, apologising, assuring.
Then back to a cold empty bed to sleep before doing it again.

Just one thing. I was hoping to have one nice thing for myself after putting up with so much. And it's not gonna happen. At least my sister is looking after getting the majority of my parent's present(s). I can't get any time off to do any shopping.
I threw a bunch of money at her and told her spoil them. I gave her money to spoil herself. Gave money to my brother to do the same. I can't do it so they can do it for themselves. Then take poloroids of the moments and tell me about them when I'm locked up in the nut farm in a rubber room with a stick between my teeth.

Someone told me to quit the other day. How would that help exactly? I'd be jobless. I have nothing else to actually do. That's the thing. It's not like this is keeping me from a fantastic life. I've no significant other that I'm neglecting. No hobbeys or interests that are suffering from a lack of attention.
The only thing I can think of is that I'm spending less time in the company of my plant. And as far as my plant is concerned that can only be a good thing.

I ruined it's leaf. The one big green one. The one it was really 100% happy with.
I knocked it over. By accident. Onto a radiator. I broke it's leaf off.
The plant was shocked. If you had asked the plant if it was ok, it wouldn't have replied. That's how shocked it was.
Poor thing. It's spent the rest of the time patiently ignoring me hoping I'll just go away.

Maybe I'll buy it fake silicone leaves. Make all the other plants jealous.
They can do it through it's stem so you won't know it's had a leaf job.

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