2005-09-12 - 10:06 a.m.
Only six and a half hours of work to go. Not that I'm keeping count or
anything. See, it's a Sunday, the only day of the week that is guaranteed to
be absolutely dead. No callers, and the ones that do call either complain
grotesquely because there's hardly any service available on a Sunday or have
the quickest, shortest queries.
For example, some stupid woman just called asking why she could call Telecom
123 for free but not 018 and they wouldn't connect her through. Well duh,
the phonebook says it quite clearly - 123 is a free number, 018 is not. If
you have a toll bar on your phone, it will become physically impossible to
call a number that charges. And you can't blame us or even Telecom because
it was your own damn decision to put the toll bar on your line. Sorry, those
are the breaks.
Oh GOD get me out of here. I've been injected with the motivation of a
turtle this morning, and the posture of a hunchback. I'm glaring at the big
screen TV, looking at happy people in their province's colours out on a
gorgeous spring day with their families, watching their team in the rugby.
Well okay, to be fair it's a shitty cold day in Christchurch. If I was at
home I'd probably be on the computer anyways but at least I'd have the
freedom to look at whatever websites I wanted. Actually I'm lucky I'm not
getting dinged yet for writing this while waiting for calls (give it time
though, I'm sure a team leader will come up behind me, gleefully rubbing
their hands at the thought of having sprung me.)
I honestly swear sometimes that I am the only one getting penalised for this
whole internet access thing. The other night, everyone around me was on the
net. I mean EVERYONE. And I was the only one who was sent a warning email
(and not a very nice email it was either). When my mate Steph asked if I
knew of any good websites I had to tell her I wouldn't know as I'd been
warned. Everyone's mouths dropped open. No one else got a warning. No one
else had been told that some scody team leader had been watching their every
move from afar, waiting for the opportune moment to chip away at what little
joy we have left from working here.
Five more months, Sarah. Actually less than that, more like four months and
29 days. Plus 23 days away in the Mediterranean. And hopefully some time off
over Christmas to spend with my beloved Doody...that doesn't sound right,
sounds like I'm talking about spending Christmas with a lump of poo, LOL.
But that's my name for him and I love him to bits so meh.
Well have I got any news to report apart from my constant whinging re work?
(and just to add to the whinging, it looks like I've now been put in the
wrong queue and am answering internet fault calls. Fantastic, you know me,
I'm such an expert on internet technicalities!) It is exactly one month
until I head off on my big overseas adventure. Cyprus, Athens, Dubai...it
still seems unreal, even when I look on the itenirary and see my name on it.
I can't fathom travelling for so long and so far away. And to be really
pathetic, I'm going to miss David like hell. It feels bizarre to not be
going anywhere with him, to not be sharing a "first" with him. We've done
all our firsts together - first kiss, first "time", first home together,
first jobs, first debts (eek, not so good) and of course, first love. I just
can't imagine going so far away and not sharing the experience with him. Of
course, I would NEVER let my family know this - I love them to death and
cannot be more grateful that they are letting me go on this trip at all,
even at the ripe old age of twenty. It's just a weird pang I feel, and one
that will probably happen subtly when I see something I know he'd love.
Otherwise life has been pretty quiet. I'm heading back to the gym tomorrow,
been away from it for ages with my bloody chest infection. That's NOT an
excuse, I swear it's not, I just don't really want to end up on the floor
gasping for breath. Fuck why am I blushing? I feel really hot all of a
sudden. What's going on?! I'm not giving explicit details of my sex life
(and believe me, I could if I wanted to!) Phew gone now, that was strange.
I guess I better wrap it up. Just needed to ramble about work really. And
kill some time too, since all fun activities are now off limits when the
queues are dead. Sure, we'll sit here and patiently stare at our screens,
buzzing with the excitement of taking that next call. Actually SMILING when
the call comes through.
Yah. Right.
Okay I'm off, will try and update this a bit more frequently and I KNOW I
say that allll the time but really I will. Got nothing better to do have I.
Hahaha.
