thefwf wrote:The stress put on me for Â£5.13 a fucking hour.
The fact that I have nothing to look forward to until next Summer.
Times two, pretty much.
Started my job earning a decent bit more than the minimum wage, come next month it catches up and overtakes what I get. I'm already under pressure and this week I've got to cover someone else's job while he's on holiday.
Same for things to look forward to. I went out yesterday, got drunk with the Yorkshire lot in Brum and had a bloody good time. It really gets to me that things like that happen once in a blue moon and I sit here posting sob stories becoming more and more lonely, bitter and twisted. It's embarrassing.