Friday 19 February 2010

Fake Tales of Baldock

I think it's safe to say my organisational skills today have been fairly dire. Firstly, I woke up at some point in the early afternoon, as usual, after promising to go into the recruitment agency at 11am to "discuss my options". I did ring them and apologise and it turned out they had forgotten aswell.. so not to worry. They were probably too busy getting a cup of tea and a jammy dodger..

Secondly, at some point this afternoon, around 3pm, Mother Mitten rang. "Can you come and pick me up from work in about 15 minutes?" It was an expected phone call as she knows I do nothing in particular with my days so I accepted the task ... put the phone down... turned the laptop on.. 30 minutes later I was watching Alan Carr : Tooth Fairy Live! Only I can forget to do something 15 minutes later than I had been told to do it.. You see, that's how lazy and forgetful I have become since being out of work. And I had to tell the interviewer on Tuesday I was "organised and punctual"... Yeah right!

This evening however, was the biggest dis-organisational feat of the day. You see, I was supposed to be refereeing in Cranfield in some unknown Under-18 league, so I was unable to play 7-a-side like I usually do on Thursday nights. I had let them know this many days before. However, due to global warming and the rainy version of Thorpe Park's 'Tidal Wave', the game was called off. Due to this, I made myself available for 7-a-side, only for 10 minutes later to get a call asking if I could referee in Baldock on an all-weather pitch.. Decisions Decisions! Do I make the 7-a-side people happy and turn down the refereeing and more importantly THE MONEY, or do I not give a shit about 7-a-side and take the money...? Hmm... MONEY EVERY TIME! 7-a-side peeps weren't too happy.. but fuck 'em!

So, I was on my way to Baldock. 8pm Kick-Off for an internal Luton Town Under-16 friendly. Up the A1 > turn right at the roundabout > on to Norton Road and you're there. So can someone please tell me why, at 7:50pm, I was in the place I usually go for oscar-winning performances and lesbian drama... Letchworth. I had my not-so-trusty sat-nav but it had tried to send me to Stevenage or The Gambia so I had to guess. Luckily, I found the place after falling across it at 8pm - just in time for kick off! Phew! £25 aswell, even if there were a few of what us referees call, "mass confrontations". Very interesting considering all the players were team-mates!

I got home at roughly 10.30pm, via Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, (thanks NavMan..), soaked through like I had been chucked in the Nile and I was home to find out that 'Operation Rolling Cat On A Hot Tin Roof' was given the go-ahead! Their confidential files so I couldn't possibly let you know about them... 19th - 21st March. Cannot wait.

I'm going out tomorrow night, (or should I say 'tonight' seeing as it's 4am..) and I'm not sure whether I'm looking forward to it.. The last of the money I have at the moment is going on this and I'm not sure it's right to spend it on alcohol, especially on a Friday night out in Bedford, (notorious for it's crapness!) A fair few people are back from uni however and hanging out with them would be cool. Even if one of them "doesn't drink anymore". Yeah right, that's like me saying "I'm not gonna sleep anymore." It just ain't happenin'! I will end up going out, after football training, (which better be good this week after last week was spent running around like headless giraffes..) and I will try to enjoy myself on the last of my very limited money. For Kettle's sake.

Man, I better get this job. Even I'm starting to get fed up of doing nothing and being lazy, and for those of you who know me very well - that's nearly impossible. This job sounds perfect. Monday to Friday, solid hours, decent pay, doing something different every day to at least keep me a bit interested.. Please God, be on my side for once. Please. I'll even become a devout Christian.. Maybe.

I'll leave you be now. I have 2 days left with the Mittenmobile before it goes into hibernation. I'll miss it when it's gone!

Cya x

No comments: