Alright

Okay it seems I have become a part time blipper, something that is entirely unavoidable. It's low standard photos and pretty low laugh write ups as well.

I'm 3 days into my employment and am working as hard as I can remember. I'm not moaning of course, I was built for 7.30am starts, finishes well into dusk and lunches that extend to a fifteen minute walk to Tesco and munching on a pasty on the way back. I'm genuinely not moaning, I love it.

There is a big job to do and a lot to learn. I'm fully conversant with unix, but the kerridge system is alien to me. I have no experience in back to back orders or picking lists, and descriptions of items may as well be written in mandarin. However I'm not moaning still.

I like a challenge, but more importantly I like a challenge that I can approach with some experience. I like a challenge that I know I can rise to using skills I have learned. I like starting an experience like this with contacts I can utilise and knowledge I can throw into the pot. So what if it's 'only' selling a lot of doors to people: this way I have a measure of success. I'm driven.

My last job sucked out my soul. During the time I spent there I had the infamous 'breakdown' and completely lost any concept of work ethic or motivation. I ambled from day to day not knowing what I could do that would actually be right: whatever I did ended up being the wrong thing. The best I could ever do for the man in charge was brew a cup of tea or coffee. I did try, no matter what the alternative view might be.

You know what though, there is one thing in common between the two places. In both kitchen areas there is a sugar bowl that is fully infected with solid lumps of coffee residue and granules.

Some things you just can't change.