Back With A Bang

Heeeere's Mitten! I'm back, with a temperemental laptop, a face of beetroot, hypothermia and a middle finger that looks like Andrew Lloyd Webber's face, it sure has been an eventful time of things as of late..

We'll start with events at work, which seem to getting more and more frustrating as time goes on. My hapless co-worker has become more lazy, annoying, slow and as useful as a brick wall. His only purpose is to stop you in your tracks without actually doing anything himself. We, (or maybe I), have been given more duties throughout the night so I am literally sprinting between tasks and customers while the other one strolls around the store casually facing up packets of carrots and putting the occasional packet of crisps out to show. The only positive to this is that the time goes very quickly, and before I know what's happened, and before I have time to complain about it, I'm driving home again. Yep, that's DRIVING home! However, every time I turn up for work, he is always being berated by the evil managers for not doing his job properly, which gives me strange and almost wrong satisfaction. He deserves it, and then things get better on the rare occasion that a manager praises me for my good work. This is the good thing about my place of work. I have the attitude that I am too good for this job, therefore, I am confident and efficient and it helps I can't be worse than him... Packing up bread is a bastard though..

Ever since I started working there, I have recieved a fair few questions of where I work. I reply with, "I'm doing nights up at BP", and instantly I can hear the undertones of disappointment mixed in with laughter that I work in one of the 2 most "laughable" jobs. The other working in McDonalds. Everyone has the impression that any night-shift worker at a petrol garage just stands behind a till for 8 hours and goes home again. Wrong. Very wrong. It's slightly frustrating that people think that. But I laugh it off. I know how hard I work. There have been a couple of funny incidents and also painful incidents. I.e. yesterday, I burnt the middle finger of my left hand, (the same finger that had been trodden on by a cricket spike earlier in the day) and also yesterday, I got stuck in the chiller. I nearly got hypothermia until 118118 saved me and rang the front to help. I was also surprised my co-worker wasn't too lazy to come and open the door for me. Idiot. Otherwise, it's been something to do and, I have money!

Money spent of course, on insuring the car! The Mittenmobile is back! I have christened it with a jet around Bolnhurst and the like, squashing a few hedgehogs on the way, oh the good ol' times! It is incredibly useful aswell, driving to and from work in 5 minutes. I'm in my bed by 6.20. Happy times!

On to cricket. It's been an average start to the season. A couple of 40s mixed in with a couple of disappointments plus a couple of legendary Mitten snags in the slips means a good start, but could be better. Incidentally, I took the best catch I've ever taken on Sunday and then our keeper came and stood on my finger with his spikes and ruined the occasion. Muppet. Still, Andrew Strauss like in the slips. That's me. Our Saturday team is getting better, although we're still not amazing, you can definitely see the improvements from last year. Our team has matured ever so slightly and a couple of new players who add a good contribution means we're contesting matches more, even if we have lost our 2 opening games. Our Sunday team is fantastic, winning all 3 of our games by a large margin, we're well on our way to reaching our target of pure demolition. Even if it leaves me with a middle finger that resembles an Ood.

What else...? I can't think of anything.. For 2 weeks I've had ideas of what to include and when it comes to eventually writing, they all fly out the window.. Never mind.. Hopefully the old lappy won't play up too much and I will be able to tell you all everything I know. The Mitten is back though. Don't mistake that.

Ciao x