A Day in the Life: March 2014

I decided to do this a day late this time so.. yeah, I should just do that from now on.  I didn’t take too many pictures but mostly because I was at work all day and that’s kind of boring.

For those that don’t know, this is part of Manda’s A Day in the Life link up. My previous entries can be found here.

Today, my alarm was set for 7:40 but Jarrod had to get up early so, although it was set for that time, I didn’t need it. I mostly just lounged around in bed until then anyway because why not? Usually I leave before or at the same time as Jarrod so it felt weird to be leaving after him. I felt like  I was going to work super late even though it was just a 9 o’clock start.

I walked to work and got there a few minutes early, there were 12 calls in queue which, unfortunately at the moment is pretty usual. I was told there was an outage happening though and that was the reason. That outage  became 50 in the queue and everyone was on phones trying to get through them. A change had been made the night before that was all approved apparently, I guess none of us got that memo.

After that though the day was mostly normal, monitor queues, help people out, do team leadery things. 

At lunch I met up with Jarrod so I could go spend a bunch of money on a bank cheque for the stamp duty on our new home! –  I haven’t mentioned that on the internet much yet, that will be later. – I came out of the bank with a cheque for a bunch of money and we went on our way, which included a stop off at McDonalds on the way back for a Chocolate Frappe, mmmm!

I went back to work and did work things and didn’t have  much motivation to do the boring things I had set for myself for the afternoon.

Next thing I know,  one of the guys in my team walked by and I thought he was listening to music (he had his phone and earphones), turns out he was on handsfree on his phone with his girlfriend and she had just told him that his dog had died, a snake had bitten him.  None of us knew what the hell was going on but it was sort of like in the movies/on TV when someone gets bad news and they fall to floor and cry and we really didn’t know what to do. As the boss I figured I should probably do something but, although I am a manager of people, I’m not very good at dealing with crying, sad people and I think I did the worst job ever. What do you say to someone who has just lost a pet they consider like a child? “That sucks bro”?

 So, I spent the rest of the afternoon mostly just waiting for work to end while feeling sorry for that guy and feeling like a pretty crap team leader. It was a good afternoon.

Needless to say, when I got home and Jarrod said we should get some sort of takeaway for dinner I didn’t really need to be persuaded much. We decided on a new Turkish place called Alara’s, who I would link if their website was up. Does anyone else find it super frustrating when restaurants don’t have websites? Alara’s opened up a week or so ago so we decided to support this new business and bought a pide and a couple of pieces of baklava. We wondered if we might still be hungry after the pizza. We were wrong. It was quite big for the price ($16) and quite tasty.

Mix Meat Pide

Mix Meat Pide

I haven’t gotten to the baklava, I am pretty keen to try it though.

While devouring our feast we watched some Rick and Morty. Does anyone else watch this? If not, you should. It’s weird and awesome and weird. Adult Swim have apparently removed the episodes from YouTube but you can watch the pilot on their site.

And now, I’m writing this up. It’s 8:30 so the day isn’t over but I will probably just watch videos on YouTube and read my book until it is.

 

I don’t get it.

Last week a close friend of my Mum’s and a friend of the family (back when my parents were together and I still lived with them so you know, nearly 10 years ago) died suddenly.

I’m not really sure how I feel about this. I am sad for her family but I don’t feel as though it is connected to me. She was around as I was growing up but for most of my life she has been a friend of my Mums and nothing more.

Her memorial was today with her funeral next week. My Mum asked if I could go to the memorial and I said I couldn’t because we’re short staffed at work. I think she is quite angry that I didn’t go but I really didn’t see the point.

You see, I don’t get why we have funerals or memorials! What good does it do? Who does it help? Why? I ask! I don’t need closure or a feeling of goodbye I already know she is gone and have processed this fact so why?

I also don’t know how to explain this to my Mum in a way she’ll understand. I am happy for her to go if it helps her but I see no benefit in it for me.

So, my all knowing readers, if you have had to go to a funeral before, what were the reasons and did it help with your mourning? If not, would you attend a funeral if it happened?

Enlighten me!