"So... Do ya wanna go somewhere and.. you know...??"

So, my Sunday started off well.... Finished night shift, went home, had some tea, felt sorry for myself for being forced to work dreaded night shits, I mean shifts and then went to my lovely bed and had a lovely sleep.........

Well....

That is until my housemate J came in and woke me... lovely!

Dragged sorry self out of bed, got showered, tamed the bunch of hay ontop of my head, got dressed and onwards we marched!! Had a lovely time in Bangor, called into one of J's colleagues and ended up spending 2 hours of my day off working... not amused... then it rained!!

So back to Belfast we hopped and got some stuff for dinner... fanTASTICO!! Felt like balloon after eating mountain of dinner and decided to relax for the evening... then disater struck... my friend G called to remind me that I was supposed to go to see him and drink obscene amounts of wine and watch Tina Turner Movie... Wine and Tina Turner, what more could I want... off I trollied... lol

Wine drunk, words slightly slurring, throat a little tickly from thinkin I was Tina Turner and trying to reach her notes, we decided that our lovely night shall not end her, that we should go dancing, 12.05am, off we pop to the Kremlin for some dancing and shennanigans... plenty of Gin and White Lemonade (well mainly tonic water which I hate, but have feeling that voice was too slurred for them to understand the lemonade part, so they just went with what they knew), a celebrity encounter with Brian Dowling and plenty of drunken bum feeling then running away giggling later, we find ourselves on the street... I think it's a good plan to go home, but G has other plans, he drags me through town to find out if Yello is open, but alas, on a Monday morning at 3am it is closed... hmm... so off back we trot to the Kremlin to get a taxi... on the way, we get cruised by 2 men in a BMW, a man in a hat and a man with a torch....

Not good!!

Safely back outside the Kremlin, we both decide that it's a good idea to go home, hop into a taxi and we're on our way.... obviously drunken conversations with taxi man is happening and he decides to inform us that he has had sex all over his car... including the back seats.... ((vomit in mouth)) then we approch G's house and he exits said sex car and leaves me on my lonesome... then the taxi man contines to talk asking random questions which I can't really remember now, but I do remember random dribble about dancing and stuff coming out of my mouth... approaching the bridge to where I live, the man slows the car down and says in his rear view mirror "So... do ya wanna go somewhere and... you know.."

SOBER....

"No I don't... please stop the car"

Car slams to a halt... I throw a £5 note that I had in my hand and exit, car quickly speeds off in other direction and I embark on my journey home on foot feeling violated.....

Note To Self: Always take note of taxi signs and numbers! lol

Got home, climbed into bed and left my friend a very drunken message while in hysterics laughing about the funny taxi man offering me sex... thinking about it the next morning, not so funny! :-S

My First Follower..... :D

I got my first follower... I feel so chuffed!!

Now I think I am going to have to promote more of my time to blogging and not boring everyone to death with mindless dribble!! lol

So welcome to My So Called Life... Clare.... And Thanks.... :D

Let the night shift commence!!

Havn't blogged in ages... such is my super dull life...

However, here I am, yet again, working yet ANOTHER night shift with yet more wankery guests calling down with ridiculous requests!!

First Phone Call...

Me: "Welcome to Front Office, S speaking, how can I help?"
Guest: "I've just been down in your bar, and I was told that you don't have a residents bar?"
Me: "That's correct, as the bar is not strictly a hotel bar, it trades under public law, which, in Northern Ireland means that it closes at 1am"
Guest: "Oh, well you have different laws here than we do in England"
Me: "Yes, we do..."
Guest: "So what do I do if I want a drink at this time of the morning then?"
Me: "Well.... as I said, all of the public bars in Belfast close at 1am, so unless you have alcohol with you, I'm afraid I don't know where you would find a drink at this time of the morning..."
Guest: "What about a residents bar?"
Me: "Well you'd have to be resident of the hotel in order to use the bar"
Guest: "But I am a resident......"
Me: "Yes, but as the bar staff and I have explained, we don't have a residents bar"
Guest: "So you won't find me a drink now?"
Me: "Unfortunately, as I have explained, off licences close at 11 and public bars close at 1am"
Guest: "Right, ok then..."
Me: "Very sorry about that..."
Guest: "It's fine... I just won't stay here again then..."
Me: "No Problem.... " :D

Like... come on... are you really that desperate for a drink!? Jeez!!

Second Caller...

Me: "Welcome to Front Office, S speaking, How Can I help?"
Guest: "We've just tried to use the vending machine on the third floor and it's not accepting our money...."
Me: "Oh I'm very sorry about that, unfortunately the machines are not owned or regulated by the hotel, so I am unable to fix the machine, has it returned the coins?"
Guest: "Well... yes, but I want coke... can you go to the shop and get us some?"
Me: "No, unfortunately I am unable to do that, however there are other vending machines located in the same place on each of the floors..."
Guest: "Well we don't want to go and get it now, go you and get it and bring it to my room"
Me: "Unfortunately I am unable to do that for you as I am by myself at the moment"
Guest: "Well then how are we supposed to get our cokes?"
Me: "As I have explained, there are vending machines located on each of the floors, I'm afraid at 2am in the morning, that is all I am able to advise of..."
Guest: "Will we be safe enough to go to one of the other floors?"
Me: "Yes, I'm sure you will be fine... non-guests are not allowed into the hotel after 11pm and all of the corridors are monitored by CCTV..."
Guest: "Fine...."
** Guest hangs up**

Seriously... have you ever heard the likes of it? Obviously I have some serious alcoholics and insomniacs staying in the hotel this week as they just won't go to bed and keep coming downstairs and going for a smoke, I feel like I'm babysitting a bunch of big alcoholic, chain smoking babies!

Alas, enough of rant...

Till next time...

Sx

Nights In The Country

Thought I had already blogged about this, but clearly I was too drunk and didn't hit publish! lol

Met up with my friend R for the first time in 6 months, went down to the little village that he lives in and it was like nothing had changed, ended up BLOCKED... and up to the usual mischeif... including exploring the old Glenravel House... used to be such a beautiful mansion and now it's just a ruin... it has it's own private lake and little jetty, it's so secluded and peaceful.. such a pity someone is knocking it down to build something else there now, no one knows whats being built and building has mysteriouslty stopped... very errie! lol

Night Shifts and Drunk People

Okay, so it's official!!

I hate working night shift, not that that was any big secret in the first place, but ESPECIALLY on the weekends.... me dealing with drunk people, when I'm not drunk but I am sleepy, NOT a good mix at all... lol

To make matters worse, I have do it all again tonight and tomorrow night... not happy about it at all... Hen parties are usually fun when I'm checking them in, and they're only starting to get drunk, but at 4am when they're landing back in drips and drabs looking for kebabs and alcohol, it's like "NO I do make kebabs" and "NO we do not have a residents bar" DAMN IT!!....

Think I need a wealthy person to come and sweep me away and tell me that I don't need to pretend to be nice to these drunken people anymore, to live a lovely life on the front of a yaucht sipping cosmos and tanning myself... haha...

Then I wake up and realise it's time to go back to work! lol...

Not fair, not fair, not fair!

To Add Insult To Injury!!

Afternoon...

So... still slighty beside self about last nights trauma... sitting staring at me all morning, looking all depressed and broken... I deside to research my available avenues... Not many I may add...

I called my service provider and spoke to a service rep who we shall call Nick...

Me: Oh, Hello, I appear to have broken my iPhone screen...

Nick: And?

Me: Well I want to know what I can do to get it fixed...

Nick: Insurance?

Me: Well I don't have any (I know, silly me) but I was wondering if there is like emergency insurance I can take out in the case of Accidental Damage?

Nick: No...

Me: Well what can I do then?

Nick: Take it to your nearest Apple Store and they will charge you to fix it

Me: Is that my only option?

Nick: Yes!

Me: Well thanks for your help.. Bye

Nick:.....................<>
**Beep Beep Beep** Phone call ends.

The next option is crying to my parents to buy me a new one or pay for the replacement... it didn't work... not impressed! :-(

And my final option is... buy a DIY screen off eBay for £20 and my friend G will fit it for me, he's done it to his own iPhone and says he'd be happy to do it for me...

I think it's gonna be the third option... Cheap and effective! lol

Lesson of the Story: Don't be so cheap and pay the £6 insurance when contract ends!!!

Bloody Concrete!!

WHY, oh WHY does glass smash so effin easily??

I have one of those stupid iPhone things.. (I say stupid, but in reality, I actually couldn't live without it...) and I was out having a couple of bottles of EVIL vino with some friends, got a text, responded (in perfect spelling despite 3 bottles of wine... just to let you know that I wasn't paraletic at the time of droppage) went to put the phone back into my pocket and "BANG" phone hits the concrete floor.... CRACKED SCREEN!!

Oh. My. Gaww!!

BESIDE. MYSELF!

So now, I have to go and grovel to the Apple folk tomorrow and see if they will fix it, or I will have to resort to "other methods" of getting said phone fixed!

Odd blog to start off with granted, but an important one, to all of those who have felt the GREAT PAIN of smashing a phone screen... the one good thing, is that I can still use the phone, despite it's ugliness... and I can still Facebook from it... Hurrah!!

I shall update on the situation of Project: Flirt With Apple to Fix Phone! (tears may be needed)

Till Next Time...

S.xx