The Best Thing About Hotels


I’ve just come back from a lovely break in Majorca with my family. It was our first holiday alone (all the other times we’ve gone with family or friends, this was just me, my wife and daughter) and was brilliant!!

Of course, we stayed in a lovely hotel. This was a bit of a home from home for me as my day to day work is as an accountant in a hotel. Every day, I see hotels running from the back-office, from orders to cooking, maintenance to payroll, but I never stopped to think about the housekeepers and the work they do. Oh sure, I work with them everyday and get on well with them, but because I don’t go in the rooms I don’t see the fruits of their labour. On holiday, I got reminded of the cracking job they do.

As this brings us to the nub of my post: The Best Thing About Hotels………. Coming back to your room after a tiring day doing whatever and finding the bed made nicely, fresh towels in the bathroom and the room tidy and smelling wonderful! We all hate doing housework, even the clean freaks who do it religiously would like to stop if they knew it would get done, it’s just such a stressful monotonous job! So when you go on holiday, you want to relax and not do those type of jobs.

I can think of nothing more relaxing than a clean room and remembering you don’t have to worry about making a mess because YOU don’t have to clean it! The rest of the holiday is just a bonus ūüôā

Lethargy, Thy Name is Dan!


God, the feeling of utter boredom and cannot be bothered-ness (I know, nice new word created there) has made a home in my mind the last few weeks. Ever since handing in my notice pretty much.

So let me explain. I’m not generally one of those people who, when faced with impending departure from a job, sits back and say’s “Sod it”. Generally, when I’m leaving a place, it’s for a career move and although that normally goes hand in hand with more money, career is normally the way. This time, I’m leaving purely for financial reasons. Times are tough, I’m drastically unpaid in my current job and the management knows it. Again, not normally an issue, you part on amicable terms and everyone is happy.

The only difference here is the fact I like it here and I thought I was a valued member of the team. I have a good relationship with the management team and the managing director. So when I handed my notice in, I did expect them to fight to keep me. I understand times are tough and as the accounts manager, I know only too well the company’s financial position. But nothing came. All I got was a letter saying thanks and good luck. The MD hasn’t even been bothered to talk to me personally (which for a small company, I find quite upsetting). My manager did offer me ¬£x amount extra, but it was no more than a bog standard pay rise and to go with it, I would need to take on MORE responsibility and work! So not a pay rise, but a job restructure. I don’t want a new job, I want a fair wage for a damn good job I do (especially taking into account the fact I saved the company ¬£12,000 in my first 3 months).

So if they can’t be bothered, then neither can I.

Add to this my holiday is in a few weeks, my “get up and go” has definitely “got up and gone”. I cannot wait to get out to sunny Spain and sip away on a few cerveza with my good friends we’re going with. My little girl is much older now than when we took her to Egypt. This is either going to make things a lot of fun as she’ll be able to play a lot more, but can also make for relaxing times to be few and far between. When we were in Egypt, she was only 6 months old and was happy chilling in her pram while we went out at night etc. Now she is 17 months, I can’t see her being quite so content to sit in her pram while mummy and daddy enjoy a nice meal.

So all this combined has brought me to the conclusion that I need to chill out now. Combine that to my new addiction to Google+ and you have a very lethargic and “cannot be bothered” Dan.

Can’t Sleep


Don’t you just hate it when you’re absolutely shattered, but can’t sleep.

It’s so infuriating!!

So I’m thinking of things. So far, lottery win division, an offer for my old job back and San da.

I’ll start with the old job. I left it over a year ago after suffering major stress related depression. It nearly destroyed me and ruined my marriage. Now I’m in a job where I’m VERY happy, feel appreciated and get to spend time with my family (moneys crap though). But I received an email out of the blue today from my old boss asking if I wanted my job back. I’m considering it purely for the money (my wife is only part-time because of our daughter.) Down sides: won’t get to spend much time with the family, won’t be able to train as much if at all, run the risk of depression again.

Other thoughts were just my previous San da fights. Keep running through my mind where I went wrong etc. Hopefully the new mma training I’m starting Monday will solve a few issues.

Then the lottery division. How would I divide up £12,000,00.00? So far, it goes like this:

£2 mil to charity (undecided which ones)
£2 mil into offshore account and live on interest
£1 mill each to my mum and mother-in-law
£1 mil split between my brother, sister and brother-in-law
£500k each to dad and father-in-law
£1.5 mil to rest of family
£500k round the world trip for me, the wife and daughter
£2 mil for house and car etc.

The house wouldn’t be anything too large or grand. Couple of ¬£000k should cover it. Four rooms I suppose. Garden has to be big though.

Christ I need sleep!!!!

PMA: Positive Mental Attitude


My wife is due to go back to work in January after being on maternity leave for our daughter. So she went in to see her HR department the other day to discuss this and see if part-time would be an option. Before going on maternity leave, her manager assured her that she would be able to do part-time and made all these promises.

She lied.

The response she got today was that she can have her old job back @ fulltime (as this is the legal requirement in the UK). Obviously, this means more money coming into the house, but it also means more money going out in nursery fee’s for my little girl. But the money is not really the sore point. Both my wife and I want her to go part-time¬†so she can bring up our daughter, not some stranger. We’re all up for her going to a nursery for 2 days a week so she won’t be as clingy to us and become more sociable, but she needs parental guidance in life.

So this has left us in rather a difficult situation.

But as I went for my lunch today, I thought “sod¬†it, this is a oppotunity¬†in the offering!” My wife is a skilled photographer and loves it with a passion! She’s done wedding photography in the past, family portraits, children’s portraits etc. So I have told her we’ll agree to her going back fulltime in January (as we MUST have her income) but in the mean time, I want her pushing the photography work for all it’s worth and make this her business and main income. Her big problem is confidence and I’m hoping that this situation is the push she needs to overcome her shyness and embrace this talent she has and make some good money from it.

The moral of the story is: True, bad things happen. I don’t believe good things happen to good people. I believe all things happen to all people, but it’s how you react and deal with these problems that make you happy or sad. POsitive mental attitude people!

If anyone is looking for a photographer along the south coast of England, please contact me and she’ll give you a fantastic rate for being a blog follower!

Sleeping on the Job


As I’m writing this, he’s snoring………….. AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Now, I’m not the sort to moan or bitch, but when work colleagues are falling asleep at their desk in front of you……… well, that’s just taking it a little too far.

He started work with us about 3 months ago. Larger gentleman (to say the least), in his 60’s and talks incessantly¬†about himself (when he’s not catching forty winks). His sleeping started about a week into the job. The company I work for is pretty relaxed, which is one of the appeals to working here. However, he’s been constantly falling asleep for periods of up to 20 minutes a day on numerous occasions throughout the day and they’ve done nothing about it! At first, my team and I put this down to his age and the fact he hadn’t been working for a few months prior, however, it’s now¬†3 months later and it’s beginning to smack of insulting. As he falls asleep, he reminds me very much of a Snorlax (off of Pokemon fame)

We’ve broached the subject with our company secretary and also HR. They say an occupational health survey has been done on him, but no results have been published and no action has been taken. And he’s still sleeping. It got to the point today he went for a snooze in his car at lunch (as he always does, never socialises in the canteen), was late back for a meeting, so the company secretary went out and woke him up. AND STILL NOTHINGS BEEN SAID OR DONE!!!!!

We’ve even spoke directly to him about it. He says he is on medication for his knee. They shouldn’t make him sleepy, but he’s taking triple doses because of the pain……….. And he’s still driving!!! Surely that’s got to be illegal if these drugs have even the slightest implication of making the taker drowsy?

This is a real serious bone of contention for me. As you know, I’ve got a 3 month old girl. She’s starting to teeth and has a cold, so¬†a nights sleep¬†is thin on the ground in my house. So when I see this bastard snoring the day away and nothing being done about it, it¬†rattles my cage¬†me something chronic.

Anyone have any similar experience or know of the UK legal situation relating to this matter?

Ignorance is NOT Bliss


I work as an accountant in a small team. I have 2 part time staff and 1 full time. My part timers are experienced and get on with things. However, my full timer is 21 and shows absolutely NO signs of wanting to better herself. All she does is data admin, so nothing too taxing on the brain.

We had a call from the MD’s PA yesterday asking for the VAT break down on the cost of this thing she was buying. She asked my full timer who said she didn’t know. After helping the PA, I said to my full timer I’d teach her how to calculate it (very simple process). She just shrugged and said she wasn’t bothered.

This infuriated me! I can’t understand how someone is happy with not knowing something. Knowing that someone else knows something I don’t just kills me!

I started to wonder if this is a sign of the times. A calculator won’t help me unless I know the formula, Google can’t help unless I know what I’m talking about, so whats the point in worrying about it. Someone else will pick up the pieces. You see this all over the country. ASBO’s being handed out like sweets (without much success) are showing that kids are frustrated. But they can cause this frustration themselves by not applying themselves. BRING BACK NATIONAL SERVICE!!

Hate my job


It’s now 11.30 pm and I’m sat watching tv and DREADING going to sleep.

Normally, I love my bed, but Sundays are always different. See, I hate my job. Not just as everyone hates their job but my job has caused me depression, it has risked my marriage through my moods and has directly affected my physical health because due to having to work late I can’t find the time to effectively exercise (plus I’m in such a bad mood I can’t get the motivation to do any).

My boss makes me feel worthless and the pure fear of going in to work and wondering what I’ll get blamed for next and what abuse I’ll suffer is absolute torture. I’m trying to stay awake because when you sleep, time runs quicker and that is one thing I don’t want to happen. But I’m so tired. I don’t have much choice really.

This may sound pathetic and childish but I honestly can’t take much more.

Still, I only have 8 working days left and I’m totally free of it. Just have to hope I have the strength to survive the horrific feelings I get every time I think about that place.