After witnessing something horrible on Monday, doing nothing about it and using my job security as an excuse, I have decided that from now on I’m going to stand up for what I believe in.
I work in an A&E department, a big part of which is what’s called the Primary Urgent Care Centre or PUCC for short – more commonly known as a Walk In Centre. It’s where people can come for treatment if they don’t have a GP or haven’t been able to get a GP appointment. Unfortunately for them, there’s no appointment system, so they have to queue for the limited number of practitioners. My desk (not reception) is in the waiting area for PUCC and so I spend a lot of time in the company of very bored, very frustrated people. Rarely anything of note ever happens. It’s definitely not like on TV. Continue reading “Rastas, Racism and Regret”
I achieved the only ambition I ever had when I was nineteen years old. Namely; to have the capability to watch TV and play videogames in my bedroom. I’ve been pretty happy living like this for around seven years now.
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I’m sick of my stupid head. I spend so much time wallowing in a hole that I can’t get out of. Of course, once I’m out of it, after a few hours my elation turns to apprehension, because I’m so scared of falling back in and the next thing I know, I’m there once more. I can feel it happening as I type this.
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I really enjoy smoking when I drink, it’s the best. But then I try it when I’m sober, realise it’s disgusting and stops me breathing properly. Apparently I don’t mind this when I drink, because after about two drinks, I begin chain smoking. Maybe it just kills the foul taste of ’em, because let’s be honest; after about two pints, can you really still taste beer anyway?
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