Monday, 14 February 2011

Currys and Self Diagnosis

Before I start this rant, I am just going to advise you fellow readers to please avoid the title subjects at all costs. They are dangerous and potentially life threatening (if you're a manager or wikipedia that is...)

To start, my initial reason for this moan is that my boyfriend is no longe rgoing on holiday with me this April. This is for 3 reasons (there are ALWAYS three): 1. He has work committments. 2. He has these because his work , Currys, wouldn't give him the holiday. 3. He was too late in booking said holiday off.

Although my complaint was with my boyfriend who has the organisation levels of a teapot, I was very miffed with his employer. Considering he had already paid to come on the holiday, and everyone else was lookking forward to him coming too (especially me) it seems just a little unreasonable that he wasn't allowed it - especially as he only works tills and that isn't exactly a taxing job.

And so I'm going to start a hate campaign against his emplyers in order that the emplyees can have a better holiday booking system. We already hate their techguys concept, so let's hate their employee management too. Don't buy from Currys: Hughes and Comet do the same products cheaper (my boyfriend confirmed this). So save yourself some money and benefit a greater cause!

Onto self diagnosis. I do not recommend this, especially as a hypochondriac. My physiotherapist informed me I was hypermobile and so I decided to do some research. Now I've decided I'm going to need to have a diagnosis from a doctor for the hereditary and life compromising syndrome. Great. It's a lot better just to ring the doctor when there's a problem, not logging on to find a one.

I'm now feeling a bit freakish and dehabilitated. And so concludes the rant

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Okay, so I'm a first year law student looking for a way out of the university workload. Trust me, it can get that bad, but i'm sure it'll be worth it in the end. I crave some sort of creative output and so this blog is going to be sort of a diary of a university student. I love criticising and worshipping different media as well as socialising student style and spending time with the currently adoring boyfriend. i also love good food, a passion which also haunts me as i battle weight gain with avengence. Obsessed perfectionist and hopeless romantic, i love planned spontanaity and in this case oxymorons.