I’m up nice and early (got out of bed at 8am, waiting until 9 for my water to heat for a bath) and that’s enough reason for me to write something. I am STILL waiting for my fucking screen protector to come from Germany. I am dying to take the Zenfone 9 out with me. Every little thing about it is better – except for the fact that this is the first Zenfone without a notification light. I really miss that. When you see it flashing for a new message it makes you feel like your little phone is trying to get your attention. Like the child I’ll mercifully never have tugging at my trouser leg, or the dog barking at me for seemingly no reason. Yes a notification light definitely beats both of those things.
Seeing as I’m up this early I may EVEN get my lump of wood in the car and take it to get cut up at B&Q…..if I can get myself motivated enough. I would imagine, being Monday morning, there’s not really going to be a lot of customers and thus cars getting in my way right now. My real hope is that they’re not only able to cut it into thirds, but cut it through the middle too so I can make the first 6 shelves for my American Cars collection. My flat is starting to look like a massive fucking car park here and this is not ideal.
At the end of the week there’s another strike day to be awkward about. It’s actually quite a good gig for me working on a strike day. All I do is go to 5 Post Offices, collect all their stuff (which is actually half a tonne sometimes) then take all that back to the depot, get help unloading it, and then fuck off home. Don’t even need to sort it. Meanwhile almost all my colleagues are sat around earning nothing at all – certainly not by the union, so determined to impress upon them that they “must stick together on this”, feeling all righteous and militant. Fuck feeling righteous and militant, I would rather earn some money, thanks!! I would also rather be loyal to a company that’s improved my mental health in a very real way. I don’t really feel like being loyal to a union that not only dismisses any feelings of employees who DON’T want to strike, but doesn’t appear to be remotely interested in the wellbeing of those who are going not earn any money that day to help them out in their foot stomping over the changes the company wants to bring in. Principles come for free. Food and electric bills do not.