Problems with Working from Home.

I work from home and it causes problems.  It also has its benefits, but the problems are of quite a nasty nature and after about 15 years of it I look back and sense that over time my health has been damaged (stress, heart) and my mental condition is slightly skewed from reality – well – a reality of working outside in the big wide world that is.

You see the thing is, those around me do not appreciate how hard it is to work when there are other people in the house.  So the wife inviting her mum round for the day is a HUGE problem.  Naturally the wife cannot see this, and argues that I won’t be disturbed (in a three bed semi) and that I should just grow up and concentrate on my work.

I am sick to death of my wife – absolutely sick to death of her.  She works 4 days a week and slums it on a friday claiming she’s doing “jobs” – although god only knows what these are – generally nothing more than playing on her iphone and moaning about how the jobs never get done – today though she’s got her mum coming round to do the ironing for her – and despite whatever is claimed otherwise, SHE WILL DISTURB ME.  This 4 day week slop has gone on for about 8 years now, and she thinks she’s hard done to.

So problems arise when working from home from this angle – one of many infact –  but in general the topic is the same no matter how it manifests itself.  Let me explain.

Not only do I work from home, but I work for myself – there is no manager telling me what to do and how to do it.  I have to *think* and think hard – developing websites, product research, programming, shipping products, negotiating with suppliers, finding suppliers, getting customers to find me, providing customer support, ordering, testing.  The list goes on and on.  In essence – it is hard – and there are ZERO guarantees of making any profit.

Add to this I drop the kids off at 9.00 – get back at 10 past 9, then pick them up at 3.00 and it all ads up to a 6 hour working day at absolute best with no breaks.  Then comes the general underlying topic.

NOBODY – AND I MEAN NOBODY – RESPECTS MY TIME.

I am available for anything – anything at all.  Including the above, I can take people shopping, drop peoples post off for them, jack in my company at school holiday times, go visit sick friends, sort out ALL paperwork for the home (bills, tv packages, tax credits etc), sort out ALL car issues (except I have finally forced the wife to sort her own paperwork out on the car insurance front).  I can have a chat to neighbours over the garden fence for all hours, stop what I am doing to lend them tools etc.  Sack my company to fix things in the garden – like fencing and other maintenance (which can sometimes take days).  Stop what i’m doing to go and pay the window cleaner.  Go shopping for tea for the kids or just to get the bits and bobs we need.  The list goes on and on and on.

NO ONE PERSON APPRECIATES THAT I HAVE TO BE WORKING BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH THEY AREN’T AT THE TIME OF DISTURBING ME – IT DOESN’T MATTER TO THEM BECAUSE THEY HAVE SWEATY NINE TO FIVE JOBS AND ARE GETTING PAID NO MATTER WHAT.

I have always maintained that not one of these little issues would cause me a problem on its own – even stopping work at 2.30 or so every day – but added up – they are a KILLER and a real problem if you are working from home by yourself.

If you add all of the problems up, plus school holidays – you’ve had it.

Unless you work nights or weekends aswell – which I always do – the best you will achieve in this situation would be about 20 hours per week.

I would say in summary that the problems of working from home outweigh the benefits some days, and other days I would die to have a 9 to 5 job.  But whatever – my health has suffered.

Swimming Pool Blues.

What is it with parents who take their children to swimming lessons?  Are they utterly thick and stupid?  Or are they mind numbingly selfish and self centered to the point of making my head explode in fury?

In our local pool, there are a limited number of changing areas – you know – the small cubicles in which your child is given a little privacy whilst they change into their swimming gear.    In addition to these, there are two larger “rooms” around which there is a wooden bench fitted to the wall.

In the changing area as a whole, there are around 150 or so lockers into which you can place your bags and other belongings and keep them secure whilst in the pool.

So what do the filthy lazy scum parents do?

Well of course – it’s too much to ask of them to use the lockers, no – instead the small minded selfish filth leaves their belongings in the cubicles or on the wooden benches round the large areas.   So what?  Whats the big deal?  I’ll tell you what the big deal is for those who don’t get it – the point is that they are still swimming when the next round of pupils arrive for their lessons, and these folk have to get changed too – but thanks to the filth – there is nowhere for their children to change.  Which in turn means there is no privacy for these kids.

So if you are one of the scumbags who feels its too much like hard work to put your kids belongings in a locker so that other kids have to get dressed in full view of everyone – just bear in mind one thing.

The next time your belongings are wet when you return from the pool – it may not be water on them – but something else – something NASTY – and you have no-one to blame but yourself you selfish pig headed greedy scum.

Fox Hunting David Cameron

David Cameron is saying he will introduce a bill to legalize fox hunting in the UK.

Why is it people actually want to kill foxes after chasing them round fields with a pack of dogs.  I just don’t understand it.

If I decided to go round ripping animals apart one day, I would seriously have to consider what brought about this change in my state of mind.  I mean – lets say – one day I woke up and thought “hey – I must go round and tear everyones dog apart and call it a sport”.  I would be put in prison for this – surely.

So what is it about people wanting to kill foxes – is it because they are wild?  Do they harm people?  I know dogs do – infact quite often I read in the news of children being attacked by pet dogs, sometimes the kids even die, and yet we don’t allow people to go round and rip dogs apart do we?  The poor foxes die a terrible agonizing death all in the name of sport and sometimes in the name of what?  Conservation?

I wonder if Cameron will legalize the trapping of pet dogs for messing up the streets?  When I stand in dog dirt I know for a fact it isn’t pleasant and then when its on the carpets in my house its even worse.  So what did the fox do which is worse than the dog?

If it comes down to allowing people to excersize their right to “hunt” – then thats just not good enough and it is high time we got shut of this barbaric and sadistic sport once and for all.  People will get over it – and eventually it will be looked upon by the population as the disgusting activity it is, and hopefully people will realise how wrong they were to agree to allow it to continue.

Having said that – I have my doubts – knowing what I know about the human race.

Vaping and Black Jack from Simply E Liquid.

I like to vape – used to be a heavy smoker and a combination of vaping and those little plastic cigs with the nicotine cartridges in them has stopped me for (at the time of writing) around 9 years now.

So whilst I still need a fix constantly and I crave the evil nicotine, for me, vaping seems the safer option.

When you get into the vape scene online you have to choose from a plethora of websites selling “the best” available products – naturally they all claim wonderful things about their gear – and to be fair – a lot of whats available to the ex-smoker is fantastic in terms of idea and design and also in quality.

But here is my niggle – theres always something going wrong in life isn’t there.  Everything seems to be a fight doesn’t it?  Ever get that feeling yourself?

So here we go – purchased from Simply E Liquid – a website which sells various vape gear including different flavours of liquid – one of which I particularly like called “Black Jack”.  Price is good, delivery is good – and when they turn up one of the bottles has no pointy cap on it – so what good is this?

Yet another frustrating, annoying pathetic problem to have to put up with and sort out.  See the bottles below.

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What use is that one on the left?  I despair – why is it that so much of what I buy is faulty these days?  Did I contact them?  No – I really can’t be bothered – whats that well known phrase “if you want something doing right – do it yourself”.  So I will fix the problem by fiddling round trying to remove the top part of the e liquid bottle on the right once its empty and then pressing it into the other one.  I just hope that when I squeeze the fixed bottle that the top doesnt come off and leak all over the show.

Solar Eclipse March 15th 2015.

Well it shocks me to see so much garbage posted about this solar event as though it heralds new beginnings, fresh starts and worse still – good fortune and success.

Its a shadow caused by a ball of rock passing between the Sun (our local fusion reactor) and Earth (our little speck of dust in the cosmos).

As it passes between us and the Sun, it casts a shadow on the surface of the Earth – you know a shadow – a bit like when you were a kid and you made stupid rabbit shadows on the wall by sticking two fingers up.   Well the Moon is your hand and two fingers, Earth is the wall – get it?

Each time you throw a shadow down by passing in-front of a light, you don’t go thinking you’re about to win the lottery – you ain’t – and you know it, and more so, even if you were going to win, deep down you wouldn’t think it was because of your shadow (or would you?)

Sorry folks – the Eclipse is pretty, and indeed scientifically revealing and even (some may say) awe inspiring, however it is NOT MAGIC so don’t go placing your bets and hoping for the big one to drop in, it isn’t going to happen and don’t forget that as well as you, millions of others can see it aswell and we can’t all get lucky now can we?

Get real and enjoy it for what it is – an eclipse on March 15th 2015 – and if you are from the UK, say Sheffield, Manchester, Liverpool, Birmingham, London, Leeds, Coventry or wherever – tough – its probably going to be cloudy anyway.  Not only that but you’re not far enough North so it wont even be a total eclipse for you even if it were visible.

Ok Smokey Website Shows an Error.

Todays tech fail is another typical internet dross event.  Lets take a look at the process.

The shopping cart at ok smokey collects all your data and allows you to choose your cash card type – visa in this instance.

Then, you enter your card details into the ok smokey screens and press continue or whatever else the button says.  Up pops the further security check – Verified By Visa – which is something I have never liked, being a web publisher.   So I enter my sacred 3 digits from my password and click carry on – or whatever else it says and here we go.

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What an absolute load of garbage.  Yet another tech fail to have to put up with in my miserable life.  So I have to phone through the order which completely defeats the object of the internet shopping facility in the first place.

I don’t know who’s fault this was – I really don’t care either – but yet again when I see such rubbish I think “Here we go again” YAWNNNN

VIRGIN MEDIA REF 9001 TECH FAIL.

Here it is – todays tech fail – not entirely certain where this problem is but I have an idea.  I really can’t be bothered talking to them about this.  But I see it a lot and thought i’d take a photograph for everyone to see.

This one came on whilst attempting to watch a Horizon program on iPlayer (BBC) during the night – it was still like this the next morning at 9.30 despite re-booting.

Yawn – yet another tech fail – Virgin Media or iPlayer – whatever or whoever – just more garbage to put up with.

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Amazon TECH FAIL.

Typical – kids desperate to get their xbox live gold membership up and running – crashing round the house, need to play and yup – you guessed it – a classic amazon tech failure.

Heres the screen.

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What next – well I will be posting a whole host of stupid tech fails which basically strip me of my time, thus my life and not least of all my patience.

I am SICK OF IT.

Hoarding Junk.

I know people who hoard junk.  I mean not just things of sentimental value which one may find difficult to throw away – I mean proper utter and total trash.

For example – over Christmas my other half purchased a poinsettia plant.  Not sure if I have spelled that correctly – but its the one with the red and green leaves which adorns peoples dining tables all over the western world and beyond during the christmas season.

As with lots of other plants in our house – this did not get looked after and quickly died (I refuse to water plants which the other half buys – I didn’t want them so why should I put up with having to water them – I have enough on my plate with looking after the kids never mind worrying about whether a plant has enough water).

Now then – heres the point – it is now February the 10th, so about 4 or 5 weeks since the plant became nothing more than a few sticks poking up from a dried up pot full of soil – and it’s still sitting on the table in the hallway.  You see – the other half looks at this junk and says “well that plastic plant pot could come in use”, whereas I would say “stick that lot in the bin – its junk – stop hoarding”.

There now materializes a period of time whereby the (what is essentially waste) pot will sit there waiting to be “dealt with” – as “dealing with it” in a hoarders fashion requires more work and planning than dealing with it in a normal fashion – IE sticking it in the bin takes 30 seconds – whereas emptying the pot, cleaning the pot, placing the pot somewhere (having spent 5 mins deciding where) takes longer – and therefore becomes a chore.  Chores have to wait until there is time to complete them, and so it doesn’t get done.

I personally feel that this is a mental illness – to expand – we have a garage full of broken plastic pots which should have been thrown out long ago.  But oh no – they may come in use (err no).

The problem is – now multiply this over a home and a variety of items – and you will quickly see that before long the house is full of junk – a pigsty is more appropriate a name for it – and the marriage breaks down.  Its inevitable.

Tact.

You know – some people just lack “Tact”.

In my view, tact is not something which you display because you have an opinion which some may find offensive, after all – we are all entitled to an opinion, no, tact runs deeper than this.

Tact is used where there is no opinion, only fact, lets take an example.

John has a car, his car is slower than Mikes, but John is proud of his car nonetheless.  The fact is that Mikes car not only goes faster, but is actually far younger and has many thousands less miles on it.  Overall – in the vast majority of cases – people will think that Mikes is a better car than Johns.  Lets say that out of every 1  Million people who expressed a preference between the two cars – Nine Hundred and Ninety Nine Thousand, Nine Hundred and Ninety Nine would prefer Mikes.

Whilst this example gives a tiny bit of room for “opinion”, you can see that it is very nearly a given that Mike has the better car.  We can remove the opinion aspect by looking in more detail at the factors which give rise to the opinion, IE the fact that Johns car has a big hole in the floor and the roof leaks – Mikes does not.  This contributes enormously to the decision making process – an not only this, but Johns car is missing a wheel, so at the moment it doesn’t drive.

Its pretty much now given which is the best car.

John is still proud of his car – it would therefore be tactless to say to him “your car is a heap – Mikes is far better”.  He probably already knows this – but he would genuinely feel upset if someone pointed it out – HE DOESN’T NEED TELLING.

Tact in this case is simply saying nothing.  We all know the score, and unless you really did not like John, then there is nothing to gain by telling him what he already knows.

Some people don’t get it.  They are too thick to get it.  Are you a “thicko?”

Next time you open your mouth – think carefully – because the silent reaction you get in response, or the change in subject you notice from your “target” – may mean that you just created a whole lot of problems for your loudmouthed self – which are on their way round to bite you.