Sunday 28 September 2014

The Departure Of Hank

So Hank has been returned to his natural habitat and I’m actually a little sad about it. I may have even shed a tear or two on the way home, which is completely ridiculous given the fact I didn’t even cry when the supervisor left. But for whatever reason I’m genuinely saddened by his departure.

Part of it is selfish, with him gone, my development fundamentally ceases and that’s horrifying to me. Part of the reason I love my job is the challenge and without the ability to grow to meet the challenges, what’s the point. I may as well just stay in bed.

The other part of it is I really like Hank, he is the grumpiest, sharped tongue asshole you’ll meet. But he’s genuine. Don’t get me wrong, he’s also sweet, super funny and a lot of fun to be around, but what I respect most is there’s nothing fake about him. He’s just unashamedly him and that’s awesome. He’s the sort of person I like to spend my time with in the real world. So it was nice to have someone like that in my work life too, it made work seem less flying knifey.  

I’m pretty sure the gay husband is going to miss him too. He was on a one man mission to marry us off. He wholeheartedly believes Hank may be the only man on the planet that has the ability to deal with me at my worse. I take a little offense to that, but I can’t disagree that Hank seemed to manage my moods effortlessly. That poor boy saw me at the worse I’ve been in years and came off completely unscathed. There are many that wouldn’t believe that to be possible.

I like to give credit where credit is due and that man is definitely special, but I hate to pop the gay husband’s bubble but I can’t foresee anything happening there. First of all, I’m not his type, second, I’ve never dated anybody younger than me and third of all, I occasionally enjoy sex and his penis is currently an investment banker.

And on that note, I shall leave you wonderful people with this question; why do people in relationships try to marry off their single friends? Let me know your thoughts in the comment box below and as always stay and play safe.


The Honest Bitch 

Friday 12 September 2014

Rarely Used Penis

My temporary supervisor was telling that he hasn’t had sex in over a year and a half and at first I found that a little shocking, I mean he’s a young guy and at that age sex is meant to be what gets them out of bed in the morning, but after thinking about it, I actually find it incredibly attractive.

Hear me out for a second; I’ve reached an age where sex isn’t everything, what I’m looking for is an actual relationship and with someone like Hank at least I’d know his main goal isn’t to get in my pants.

Don’t get any funny ideas, I like Hank, he’s a great guy, but he’s already shot me down and after the epic saga that was Mr. X, I’m not going to peruse that anything further. I shall just take the hint and move on with my life.

I just happen to find it sad that the only way I feel comfortable at the minute that a guy isn’t just after sex is when it has gotten to the point where it’s been so long he’s forgotten how to use it.

Anyways, on that note I shall leave you with this question; is a guy that hasn’t had sex in a long time a turn on or a turn off? Let me know in the comment box below and as always stay and play safe.


The Honest Bitch

Saturday 6 September 2014

Work Gossip

I thought I wouldn’t make you wait too long for the gossip on my job. As I’m sure you’re aware by now my job has relocated and in doing so things have changed and they’ve hired new people. All of which had great potential, however, things have fallen flat and where there was so much promise, it’s just more of the same old bullshit.

Out of the new permanent employees I like 1 of the 5, admittedly I haven’t met one of them yet, he doesn’t start until Monday but judging by the others I shant hold my breath.

I do however really like the temporary employee they’ve shipped in from Leeds. He reminds me a lot of the supervisor. He’s a lot of fun to work with but when it comes down to it, he knows his stuff. It takes a lot to impress me, but he truly has. It’s just a shame he’s only here temporarily. Like I said to him I’m going to try and make the most of having him around because he’s probably the only person on site I can learn anything from.  And so far he has managed to teach me a few things….. Is it just me or does that sounds dirty?

I think for blog's sake, I’m going to call him Hank. He kind of reminds me of Hank Green. He’s nerdy, but in a fun, playful sort of way. He’s sort of cute in an awkward he shouldn’t really be cute way. He’s just someone who is easy to be around.

Unlike the other night shift bloke who I want to murder slowly and painfully. That guy is the biggest whining, moaning bitch that transport has ever seen. I’m struggling to find a nice word to even say about him. He is such a drama queen it’s almost impossible to work with him. Which is a shame because at first he seemed really nice, but apparently first impressions can be completely wrong.

As for the rest of the office, it’s just very catty and bullshit heavy. You can feel that desperation among some to move up the ladder and it’s unnecessary. I’m a big believer in, if you put the work in, you’ll reap the rewards, but it appears I may be the only one that feels that way. Call me crazy, but I’d rather work my ass off and earn respect to get where I’m going then have it handed to me on a silver platter. That respect you earn along the way is worth more than a fancy over paid title.

Anyways, my lovelies, I am off for the evening, but before I go, let me leave you with this question, can you enjoy something, if you didn’t earn it? Let me know in the comment box below and as always stay and play safe.


The Honest Bitch


Friday 5 September 2014

Slowly Recovering

Hello strangers, I’ve missed you guys so much. There’s nothing like wanting to write, but not being able to. I’m still recovering from being ill, I’m feeling a lot better but my energy levels simply aren’t there and the long commute to and from work isn’t helping matters.

I normally work 4 days, that doesn’t sound like much but I do 12 hour shifts so that’s a bog standard 48 hour work week. When you add on the 3 hours commuting that takes my hours to 60. That means for 2.5 days for my 4 day work week I’m not home.  Last week however I did 5 days so my work week was 60 hours plus 15 commuting so I spent 3.1 days not home. Then you have to figure in unwinding after work, eating, getting ready to go to work….you soon figure out why I’m so fucking tried and why it’s taking so long for me to fully recover.  

Work it’s self on the other hand is well…. Interesting. It’s not as promised, I still see hope but it’s buried it a thick layer of office bullshit and I can’t be bothered to play those games. But I think that is a blog for another time, mainly because I’m tired.

I guess I should leave you with a question; how do you handle office bullshit? Let me know in the comment below and as always stay and play safe.


The Honest Bitch