Well it has been another interesting time week, I dont have internet in this country so my updates have few and far between. It nearly killed me that I could surf the net.
I think I will start bitching about work first off. The company I am helping out in the UK doesnt have a clue what is going. I am here to help with that but it much harder than I thought. The Customer Support representative has been pissing me off a bit lately. He is a bit of arrogant prick who thinks he knows everything. The vehicle we built is designed to test and analyze the road surface but it doesnt work yet. But we are still collecting and using the vehicle as if it does. This means that everything we are doing may be thrown out as garbage which will cost more for doing it twice. When I voiced this concern the CS guy said he understood but we have to do some work to prove we are doing something over hear. Which sounds just fucking stupid. But these kind of decisions is what put the company into a red to begin with so who am I to question it.
Now on to the good stuff.
I swear England is going to turn me into an alcoholic. Last night I had 3 pints, and shared 2 pitchers of red bull and vodka. Most of last night is a bit of a blur.
Last night I went out with some co workers to a pub and some woman just sat down with us and started taking to us. She said her name was Louise and was apparently ditched by her friends at the pub. The rest of the night blurs around here but I remember that I was told that I am way too confident and cocky. Most people that know me would probably disagree. So we ere drinking there till we got kicked out then went to a club at the end of which I tipped the cabby 8 pounds for a two pound ride. What the hell was I thinking?
Once in there Jason wants to get a piece of Louise and takes her dancing while Alex and I stay by the bar to give Jason some time to work his mojo. After awhile Alex and I head out to find Jason and we se him dancing. It must have been the funniest thing I have ever seen. It looked like an attempt at the twist and waddling at the same time. When people say that white people have no rhythm they mean him. Things black out here for awhile until Louise is kicked out of the bar for being too drunk and Jason is no where around.
So being the nice guy that I am I help get a cab then I go back to the hotel. At least I think that is what happened.
I think I will start bitching about work first off. The company I am helping out in the UK doesnt have a clue what is going. I am here to help with that but it much harder than I thought. The Customer Support representative has been pissing me off a bit lately. He is a bit of arrogant prick who thinks he knows everything. The vehicle we built is designed to test and analyze the road surface but it doesnt work yet. But we are still collecting and using the vehicle as if it does. This means that everything we are doing may be thrown out as garbage which will cost more for doing it twice. When I voiced this concern the CS guy said he understood but we have to do some work to prove we are doing something over hear. Which sounds just fucking stupid. But these kind of decisions is what put the company into a red to begin with so who am I to question it.
Now on to the good stuff.
I swear England is going to turn me into an alcoholic. Last night I had 3 pints, and shared 2 pitchers of red bull and vodka. Most of last night is a bit of a blur.
Last night I went out with some co workers to a pub and some woman just sat down with us and started taking to us. She said her name was Louise and was apparently ditched by her friends at the pub. The rest of the night blurs around here but I remember that I was told that I am way too confident and cocky. Most people that know me would probably disagree. So we ere drinking there till we got kicked out then went to a club at the end of which I tipped the cabby 8 pounds for a two pound ride. What the hell was I thinking?
Once in there Jason wants to get a piece of Louise and takes her dancing while Alex and I stay by the bar to give Jason some time to work his mojo. After awhile Alex and I head out to find Jason and we se him dancing. It must have been the funniest thing I have ever seen. It looked like an attempt at the twist and waddling at the same time. When people say that white people have no rhythm they mean him. Things black out here for awhile until Louise is kicked out of the bar for being too drunk and Jason is no where around.
So being the nice guy that I am I help get a cab then I go back to the hotel. At least I think that is what happened.