well, more like 8:30am to 4:45. And it's ghey, I have to fill out a sheet every day and get it signed just to say how many hours I've done. IT'S THE SAME EVERYDAY! Come on!
But seriously, the job kicks ass. It's so casual! No dress code, roll in in my jeans & Rob Dobi T, sit down all day - minimal muscle usage, listen to MP3 player all day, chat on MSN, go to the toilette; the works.
I'm doing some hard-core Java programming, but it's fine! I like problem solving. Plus it's waaaay better than fitting children's shoes all day!
The people there are pretty damn geeky. What I was expecting really. But not too bad. You've got a couple long-haired, Iron Maiden T people, a few nerds and some of those know-it-alls that know too much, like the computer geek from The Office. But they're all nice! ...all of them
Most of them sit hunched right over their two computer screens, but, the most annoying thing is when they talk to their selves: Like - all the time! I can't believe they find it so acceptable to just burst out ranting to their selves when no one is even looking at them. And sometimes they just make random stupid noises! Man I hope I don't end up like that. There's also an obsession with Rubix cubes there, one on each desk of all different shapes / sizes.
Not much more to say about that really. When I'm there I always remind myself of Tim (from The Office) 's quote about how the only thing we have in common is we share the same bit of carpet every day.
I came out of work today and there was some random guy on the other side of the pavement darting about, running a bit, then stopping, looking at the floor, shaking his hand, he came running over to me, flicked his arm back, he was just about to talk to me and I was about to get going fast. Proper werido. Anyway, he asked me if I could check his back for wasps as he had just disturbed a nest! Hahah! Wasn't expecting that!!
Wow, I really don't have anything to say. I've been thinking of joining a social club in Bristol, but don't have a clue what things exist or what I even have in mind. Oh well.
p.s.: OMG I forgot to say: Today, Nigel, the older guy, ruffled my hair as he walked past!! What the fuck! How patronising can you get! ergh
But seriously, the job kicks ass. It's so casual! No dress code, roll in in my jeans & Rob Dobi T, sit down all day - minimal muscle usage, listen to MP3 player all day, chat on MSN, go to the toilette; the works.
I'm doing some hard-core Java programming, but it's fine! I like problem solving. Plus it's waaaay better than fitting children's shoes all day!
The people there are pretty damn geeky. What I was expecting really. But not too bad. You've got a couple long-haired, Iron Maiden T people, a few nerds and some of those know-it-alls that know too much, like the computer geek from The Office. But they're all nice! ...all of them
Most of them sit hunched right over their two computer screens, but, the most annoying thing is when they talk to their selves: Like - all the time! I can't believe they find it so acceptable to just burst out ranting to their selves when no one is even looking at them. And sometimes they just make random stupid noises! Man I hope I don't end up like that. There's also an obsession with Rubix cubes there, one on each desk of all different shapes / sizes.
Not much more to say about that really. When I'm there I always remind myself of Tim (from The Office) 's quote about how the only thing we have in common is we share the same bit of carpet every day.
I came out of work today and there was some random guy on the other side of the pavement darting about, running a bit, then stopping, looking at the floor, shaking his hand, he came running over to me, flicked his arm back, he was just about to talk to me and I was about to get going fast. Proper werido. Anyway, he asked me if I could check his back for wasps as he had just disturbed a nest! Hahah! Wasn't expecting that!!
Wow, I really don't have anything to say. I've been thinking of joining a social club in Bristol, but don't have a clue what things exist or what I even have in mind. Oh well.
p.s.: OMG I forgot to say: Today, Nigel, the older guy, ruffled my hair as he walked past!! What the fuck! How patronising can you get! ergh
He was just expressing his role as an older male and obviously expects to take you under his wing.
ReplyDeleteDr. Speed.
OMG the guys here talk to themselves too! And when you're like 'what?' they look at you like you're the odd one. Strange.
But anyway I'm glad you're enjoying it. What type of stuff are you programming? See you soon.
I've not got a job yet. I'm still searching though. I've come down to London to stay with my mum and search here.
ReplyDeleteGlad you've got an ace job... even if they do patronise you :)