1. Picking up my favourite watch from beside my bedside table this morning, and realising that I'd somehow broken it. It's nothing fancy - a £30 Timex Weekender - but I have a bit of a geeky soft spot for watches, and this one has actually been my favourite; I feel naked without it now.
2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Joggers. More specifically joggers that can hardly move and look like they are about to keel over. Get down the cafe for a full English, then to the pub to wash it down with 10 pints. Die happy, not from a heart attack doing something that you must hate and can barely manage to do anyway.
When you go to the uni library and there is a limited number of student PC's and someone has decided instead of sitting on one of the thousands of empty desks designed for laptops, she will stick her laptop in front of the one free computer in the entire building. And will refuse to move the 6 yards onto an empty laptop desk so someone who wants to use the computer can.
Joggers. More specifically joggers that can hardly move and look like they are about to keel over. Get down the cafe for a full English, then to the pub to wash it down with 10 pints. Die happy, not from a heart attack doing something that you must hate and can barely manage to do anyway.
Give them a few weeks and they'll be out jogging so regularly that they glide past you.
Maybe jogging does make them happy, maybe it establishes a level of satisfaction that they have recognised a problem and are addressing it...
Why must they hate it? Most people dislike running/jogging as they try to hit it too hard from the start.
When you go to the uni library and there is a limited number of student PC's and someone has decided instead of sitting on one of the thousands of empty desks designed for laptops, she will stick her laptop in front of the one free computer in the entire building. And will refuse to move the 6 yards onto an empty laptop desk so someone who wants to use the computer can.
When you go to the uni library and there is a limited number of student PC's and someone has decided instead of sitting on one of the thousands of empty desks designed for laptops, she will stick her laptop in front of the one free computer in the entire building. And will refuse to move the 6 yards onto an empty laptop desk so someone who wants to use the computer can.
When you go to the uni library and there is a limited number of student PC's and someone has decided instead of sitting on one of the thousands of empty desks designed for laptops, she will stick her laptop in front of the one free computer in the entire building. And will refuse to move the 6 yards onto an empty laptop desk so someone who wants to use the computer can.
When you go to the uni library and there is a limited number of student PC's and someone has decided instead of sitting on one of the thousands of empty desks designed for laptops, she will stick her laptop in front of the one free computer in the entire building. And will refuse to move the 6 yards onto an empty laptop desk so someone who wants to use the computer can.
2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Ah, the old time-off anxiety spiral, I know it well.
Stage 1: Gradual stress build-up until you need time off (generally over a few months). Stage 2: Let it get bad enough that you feel you need a week off... or at least a few days Stage 3: Because your other 20-or-so annual leave days include a couple of weddings, a holiday with your girlfriend/Mrs. that you have to go on so that you're allowed to go away with your mates, a 'lads' long weekend in Prague, and much more - you realise that you've only got one shot at this. Stage 4: You're on your time off... Relaxing begins, how does 'one' do this? Takes a while to settle in, feel kind of bored but also like you should be doing something. Stage 5: Worry that you're not relaxing well enough, of efficiently enough. Need to make the most of this. Stage 6: Start forcing in more "relaxing" activities to relieve the stress, as the stress is going nowhere. No success, obviously. Stage 7: Hmm, I should start doing all those things that I never get round to doing because I'm too busy normally (dry cleaners, wash car, go to the tip etc. - and before you realise it, this day has become 'chore day') Stage 8: Oh God, I have to go back to work in a couple of days... really need to 'relax' now, whatever that is. Stage 9: By now it's futile - 'The Fear' grips your heart and all you can think about is the email build-up and all the work you'll have to do when you go back to work. Because - of course, a week off is no excuse for any kind of 'handover' - it just means twice as much work the week you're back. Stage 10: AND IT'S GONE. "Relaxation" - see you sometime in 2017.
2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Ah, the old time-off anxiety spiral, I know it well.
Stage 1: Gradual stress build-up until you need time off (generally over a few months). Stage 2: Let it get bad enough that you feel you need a week off... or at least a few days Stage 3: Because your other 20-or-so annual leave days include a couple of weddings, a holiday with your girlfriend/Mrs. that you have to go on so that you're allowed to go away with your mates, a 'lads' long weekend in Prague, and much more - you realise that you've only got one shot at this. Stage 4: You're on your time off... Relaxing begins, how does 'one' do this? Takes a while to settle in, feel kind of bored but also like you should be doing something. Stage 5: Worry that you're not relaxing well enough, of efficiently enough. Need to make the most of this. Stage 6: Start forcing in more "relaxing" activities to relieve the stress, as the stress is going nowhere. No success, obviously. Stage 7: Hmm, I should start doing all those things that I never get round to doing because I'm too busy normally (dry cleaners, wash car, go to the tip etc. - and before you realise it, this day has become 'chore day') Stage 8: Oh God, I have to go back to work in a couple of days... really need to 'relax' now, whatever that is. Stage 9: By now it's futile - 'The Fear' grips your heart and all you can think about is the email build-up and all the work you'll have to do when you go back to work. Because - of course, a week off is no excuse for any kind of 'handover' - it just means twice as much work the week you're back. Stage 10: AND IT'S GONE. "Relaxation" - see you sometime in 2017.
2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Ah, the old time-off anxiety spiral, I know it well.
Stage 1: Gradual stress build-up until you need time off (generally over a few months). Stage 2: Let it get bad enough that you feel you need a week off... or at least a few days Stage 3: Because your other 20-or-so annual leave days include a couple of weddings, a holiday with your girlfriend/Mrs. that you have to go on so that you're allowed to go away with your mates, a 'lads' long weekend in Prague, and much more - you realise that you've only got one shot at this. Stage 4: You're on your time off... Relaxing begins, how does 'one' do this? Takes a while to settle in, feel kind of bored but also like you should be doing something. Stage 5: Worry that you're not relaxing well enough, of efficiently enough. Need to make the most of this. Stage 6: Start forcing in more "relaxing" activities to relieve the stress, as the stress is going nowhere. No success, obviously. Stage 7: Hmm, I should start doing all those things that I never get round to doing because I'm too busy normally (dry cleaners, wash car, go to the tip etc. - and before you realise it, this day has become 'chore day') Stage 8: Oh God, I have to go back to work in a couple of days... really need to 'relax' now, whatever that is. Stage 9: By now it's futile - 'The Fear' grips your heart and all you can think about is the email build-up and all the work you'll have to do when you go back to work. Because - of course, a week off is no excuse for any kind of 'handover' - it just means twice as much work the week you're back. Stage 10: AND IT'S GONE. "Relaxation" - see you sometime in 2017.
Stage 11 (+ 12,13, 14) - Crack one off
I hear PornHubs been down for maintenance all day, mate.
I reckon working from home productivity has probably skyrocketed today.
Sitting down to watch "the premier league show" which has been half decent the past few weeks, only to find it has a 20 minute feature on Alan Fucking Pardew.
2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Ah, the old time-off anxiety spiral, I know it well.
Stage 1: Gradual stress build-up until you need time off (generally over a few months). Stage 2: Let it get bad enough that you feel you need a week off... or at least a few days Stage 3: Because your other 20-or-so annual leave days include a couple of weddings, a holiday with your girlfriend/Mrs. that you have to go on so that you're allowed to go away with your mates, a 'lads' long weekend in Prague, and much more - you realise that you've only got one shot at this. Stage 4: You're on your time off... Relaxing begins, how does 'one' do this? Takes a while to settle in, feel kind of bored but also like you should be doing something. Stage 5: Worry that you're not relaxing well enough, of efficiently enough. Need to make the most of this. Stage 6: Start forcing in more "relaxing" activities to relieve the stress, as the stress is going nowhere. No success, obviously. Stage 7: Hmm, I should start doing all those things that I never get round to doing because I'm too busy normally (dry cleaners, wash car, go to the tip etc. - and before you realise it, this day has become 'chore day') Stage 8: Oh God, I have to go back to work in a couple of days... really need to 'relax' now, whatever that is. Stage 9: By now it's futile - 'The Fear' grips your heart and all you can think about is the email build-up and all the work you'll have to do when you go back to work. Because - of course, a week off is no excuse for any kind of 'handover' - it just means twice as much work the week you're back. Stage 10: AND IT'S GONE. "Relaxation" - see you sometime in 2017.
Stage 11 (+ 12,13, 14) - Crack one off
I hear PornHubs been down for maintenance all day, mate.
I reckon working from home productivity has probably skyrocketed today.
The impatient arsehole in front of me at Bristol station this morning, who put the wrong ticket in the ticket barrier then tried to find the right one, holding me up for what must have been all of 15 minutes, I went around the side of him, put my ticket in and tried to get pasted the old git. As the barrier opened, he walked through and it closed in front of me. As I said "excuse me, excuse me" but he just kept walking and didn't even look back. It if did it again, he will never make the station.
Being coerced into placing bags of my sisters son's spare toys in her loft today
'Oh yes sorry I never got a loft ladder fitted, the (too short) decorators steps are in the first outhouse.'
Me arms and legs are itching.
'Yes I never was able to put the loft ladder in because the insulation guys just put the insulation down in top of the chipboard rather than underneath.'
Just had to print about a 50-page Document at work...
Go to see how its doing and can see that a lot of pages have been printed, decide to stay at the printer rather than come back to collect in a few seconds and the printer decides to stop printing and starts cleaning itself.
Have to wait about 10-minutes for it to stop cleaning and finishing printing... It then processes ONE page and finishes the print.
Why not clean yourself once the whole document has been printed, instead of printing 49-pages and then delaying my day!!
Just had to print about a 50-page Document at work...
Go to see how its doing and can see that a lot of pages have been printed, decide to stay at the printer rather than come back to collect in a few seconds and the printer decides to stop printing and starts cleaning itself.
Have to wait about 10-minutes for it to stop cleaning and finishing printing... It then processes ONE page and finishes the print.
Why not clean yourself once the whole document has been printed, instead of printing 49-pages and then delaying my day!!
Gotta be a non-work related print job that... Standing by the printer making sure no one sees the 50 Roland Out pamphlets that you'd printed
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2. Not being able to sleep... again. I've taken a week off to relax, recharge my batteries, and try to clear my head - it's quite possibly been my worst decision in a long time. I always seem to enter a weird state of anxiety whenever I'm not working and have time to relax.
Cow.
Maybe jogging does make them happy, maybe it establishes a level of satisfaction that they have recognised a problem and are addressing it...
Why must they hate it? Most people dislike running/jogging as they try to hit it too hard from the start.
Stage 1: Gradual stress build-up until you need time off (generally over a few months).
Stage 2: Let it get bad enough that you feel you need a week off... or at least a few days
Stage 3: Because your other 20-or-so annual leave days include a couple of weddings, a holiday with your girlfriend/Mrs. that you have to go on so that you're allowed to go away with your mates, a 'lads' long weekend in Prague, and much more - you realise that you've only got one shot at this.
Stage 4: You're on your time off... Relaxing begins, how does 'one' do this? Takes a while to settle in, feel kind of bored but also like you should be doing something.
Stage 5: Worry that you're not relaxing well enough, of efficiently enough. Need to make the most of this.
Stage 6: Start forcing in more "relaxing" activities to relieve the stress, as the stress is going nowhere. No success, obviously.
Stage 7: Hmm, I should start doing all those things that I never get round to doing because I'm too busy normally (dry cleaners, wash car, go to the tip etc. - and before you realise it, this day has become 'chore day')
Stage 8: Oh God, I have to go back to work in a couple of days... really need to 'relax' now, whatever that is.
Stage 9: By now it's futile - 'The Fear' grips your heart and all you can think about is the email build-up and all the work you'll have to do when you go back to work. Because - of course, a week off is no excuse for any kind of 'handover' - it just means twice as much work the week you're back.
Stage 10: AND IT'S GONE. "Relaxation" - see you sometime in 2017.
I reckon working from home productivity has probably skyrocketed today.
'Oh yes sorry I never got a loft ladder fitted, the (too short) decorators steps are in the first outhouse.'
Me arms and legs are itching.
'Yes I never was able to put the loft ladder in because the insulation guys just put the insulation down in top of the chipboard rather than underneath.'
Thanks.
Fortunately the lad was bought a pair by the relatives and he left them in the garden. The foxes chewed them up.
Now he has to push the trolley rather than stand in it.
Go to see how its doing and can see that a lot of pages have been printed, decide to stay at the printer rather than come back to collect in a few seconds and the printer decides to stop printing and starts cleaning itself.
Have to wait about 10-minutes for it to stop cleaning and finishing printing... It then processes ONE page and finishes the print.
Why not clean yourself once the whole document has been printed, instead of printing 49-pages and then delaying my day!!
@KatrienMeireCEOandClubwrecker I've found one of them!