Steeling milk, not replacing toilet roll, spending an age in the bathroom, making noise late at night, boy or girlfriend always over, leaving a mess in the kitchen, chasing up money for bills, pissing on the toilet seat, not doing washing up, are some of the many annoying things about a house share. In the place I live now the main thing that really pisses me off is the rubbish bin situation. It’s never really been much of a problem in other places I’ve lived. I guess it’s because I used to share with one other mate. But now I live with some girls who never empty the rubbish. It’s a mans job is it? Does that mean if it’s an all girl house share then the rubbish will never be emptied? Would they be contempt to live in piles of shit?
The problems I had in my last place were more on a personal level. I would just get so sick of the fucking sight of my flatmate. The slightest thing used to annoy me. Like the way he took an age to light a cigarette. Holding it for a minute or two. Then after a few false starts with the lighter he’d slowly raise his hand to light it. Then the way he sat back and smoked it would wind me up even more so.
What also annoyed me about that place was getting money for the bills. Making me feel like the bad guy for asking again. Maybe the bills wouldn’t be so much if you didn’t turn up the heating full blast and leave it on all day and night! You don’t need the heading on when you sleep! And stop forgetting to leave it on when you go out and there’s nobody at home!
At least in this house it’s all inclusive so I don’t have to chase people up for bills.
But the rubbish situation here annoys me whenever I go to the kitchen. The bin is obviously full so don’t put any more rubbish on top of it! Fucking empty it! And don’t put cans of beer and bottles in the rubbish bin, put it in the recycling box that is just out side the patio door. It’s only an extra two meter walk and yet sometimes there’s normal rubbish in the recycling bin. It’s not hard to work out what goes into the bin and what goes into the recycling is it?!?!
Sometimes there’s a two litter plastic coke bottle balancing on top of the full to the brim bin. A double annoyance.
There is one other bloke here that does empty the rubbish but he is the worst offender when it comes to what needs to be recycled and what goes into the bin. Plus when he does empty the bin he puts the black plastic bag outside the patio door. It goes out in the front garden! How can the bin men collect it when it’s out in the back garden?!?!
It’s full right now, I’m going to empty it but then I’m on strike. No rubbish emptied for a week.
Friday 18 June 2010
Thursday 10 June 2010
Some Sight Seeing At Least
Holiday's, sometimes I’m conflicted between what I want to do and what I think that I should do.
I know that I wouldn’t enjoy a holiday if I had an organised itinerary. On my days off work I don’t feel like doing much at all until after lunch, and when on holiday there’s no change in my disposition.
I don’t want to rush around on holiday, I want to relax. But I don’t want a in the sun by the pool type holiday either.
When I’m in a new city I spend a lot of time walking around. Just walking, with no real plan what to do. I just walk and get a feel for the place. Sure I’ll do a bit of sightseeing, but If I didn’t see the things that you supposedly have to see then it wouldn’t really bother me.
Recently I was in Berlin. I went to the wall. It wasn’t there anymore. I went to the Brandenburg gate looked at it and thought ‘How long am I supposed to look at it for?’ It’s a monument gate. Not much to look at really. I mentally ticked it off the list of things to do and moved on.
When I was in Australia some people on different occasions asked me if I was going to Ayes Rock (Uluru). When I told them I wasn’t the response was usually something like, “Why not? You got to see Ayres Rock while you’re here, It’s one of the main things to see in Australia.”
To which I usually replied, “I just don’t have enough time.” When really I was thinking: Why the hell would I want to book a flight to the middle of Australia where there’s nothing else around just so I can look at a big rock. I don’t care if it’s a spiritual place for the aborigines. It doesn’t have magical powers, it’s just a big rock in a barren wasteland. I know Australia doesn’t have a long history, and so there’s not many cultural landmark things to see but thinking a big rock in the middle of the desert is a must see place is still really pushing it.”
When I passed through Arizona I did kind of regret not seeing the Grand Canyon. I was staying a couple of days in Flagstaff where I met a girl who said that her and a mate are going to hire a car and drive to the Grand Canyon and that there was room for me if I wanted to come. Of course I said yes. Then she tells me they're leaving the hostel at 6 in the morning. I told her that I will see her then. But I went out drinking until two in the morning and of course didn’t make it.
Holidays, it’s somewhere else to drink and be hungover.
I know that I wouldn’t enjoy a holiday if I had an organised itinerary. On my days off work I don’t feel like doing much at all until after lunch, and when on holiday there’s no change in my disposition.
I don’t want to rush around on holiday, I want to relax. But I don’t want a in the sun by the pool type holiday either.
When I’m in a new city I spend a lot of time walking around. Just walking, with no real plan what to do. I just walk and get a feel for the place. Sure I’ll do a bit of sightseeing, but If I didn’t see the things that you supposedly have to see then it wouldn’t really bother me.
Recently I was in Berlin. I went to the wall. It wasn’t there anymore. I went to the Brandenburg gate looked at it and thought ‘How long am I supposed to look at it for?’ It’s a monument gate. Not much to look at really. I mentally ticked it off the list of things to do and moved on.
When I was in Australia some people on different occasions asked me if I was going to Ayes Rock (Uluru). When I told them I wasn’t the response was usually something like, “Why not? You got to see Ayres Rock while you’re here, It’s one of the main things to see in Australia.”
To which I usually replied, “I just don’t have enough time.” When really I was thinking: Why the hell would I want to book a flight to the middle of Australia where there’s nothing else around just so I can look at a big rock. I don’t care if it’s a spiritual place for the aborigines. It doesn’t have magical powers, it’s just a big rock in a barren wasteland. I know Australia doesn’t have a long history, and so there’s not many cultural landmark things to see but thinking a big rock in the middle of the desert is a must see place is still really pushing it.”
When I passed through Arizona I did kind of regret not seeing the Grand Canyon. I was staying a couple of days in Flagstaff where I met a girl who said that her and a mate are going to hire a car and drive to the Grand Canyon and that there was room for me if I wanted to come. Of course I said yes. Then she tells me they're leaving the hostel at 6 in the morning. I told her that I will see her then. But I went out drinking until two in the morning and of course didn’t make it.
Holidays, it’s somewhere else to drink and be hungover.
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