Author: Olly

Yes folks, today is the last proper “on the books” work day at MMX3. I have been here for nearly 2 years now.. woh! That has gone stupidly fast! I have really enjoyed working here, the people are great, the job is as laid back as they come, and the working enviroment is second to none. But for about a year and a half i have wanted out. I am not the kind of person that can sit here and do work for the benifit of someone else, over and over, day after day. It depresses me
Like it says in the history part of my blog, i have always been an entrepreneur. I ran mobile discos from the age of about 13, i have designed websites since i was around that age too, i have always been wanting to make a go of things off my own back. And now the next entrepreneural stage of my life is about to be kick started. dave and I have been working on maxxd related things for about 4 years. We have both built the site up (with the aid of our fantastic members and staff – big up yourselves) and it has grown each year. We have gained contacts all over the country who are either related to the car industry, or are a major part of the car industry. And now its time for us to take what we have gained, and use it to benifit others.

It feels fantastic to finally be taking things to the next level. Since sy has left the team we have managed to get so many things done, and so many more doorways of opportunity have been opened. Sy held us back in so many ways, now he is out the way there is nothing stopping us. Our dreams of working 5/6/7 days a week on our own baby, doing work that we like doing, and actually enjoying getting up in a morning and going into work are becoming a reality!

It seems like apart from the occasional fine, or the occasional downer – my life is pretty peachy at the moment. But i cant help feeling a bit worried. At the end of the day im kinda leaving my full time job, and ploughing head first into something that (in a very very very worst case senario) might not work. I guess we have to put some blood sweat and tears into it until it does work. Saying that, parts of it cant fail? I hope!

Anyway, i have got tomorrow off to go to alton towers, and then im paint ballin on saturday. I shall try and update asap.

Oh, and im on my old number for a few days as my old phone wont accept my new sim card. (07841… that number)

Peace out.

I cant even begin to explain how fucking annoyed i am. It actually feels like the temperature of my blood is getting higher and higher. To start with i was late to work again, which set me off on the wrong foot. Ive then had work to do all day, which is not normal for this place, so has wound me up (ok, so that part is just me being lazy)

Then on my lunch break (which is the only period of my week whereby i can do personal things, as i work most weekends) i got down to the carphone warehouse as my phone is slow, wank, and the joypad has stopped working. I got there, and was stood waiting for 20 minutes before an employee decided to come down from upstairs and serve me. He then couldnt be more UNhelpful. He wouldnt pull any strings for me, wouldnt let me have a temp phone whilst mine was being fixed, unless i gave them £50 refundable deposit, and he was being a cock about my line rental too. So what, you sell me a shit phone, that breaks, and now im fucking left sufforing for it? I dont fucking think so you fucking slags!
Every other phone provider i have been with has looked after me. Orange, Vodafone, BT Cellnet (when they were around) and even o2 online. Yet i go in carphone wankhouse, and they fuck me about, my phones broke and they wont do shit about my high bills. I think they need a strongly worded letter sending to their office!

And to top it all off, im now sat here with no phone. I fucking hate not having a phone. I hate not having a phone more than i hate not having a car. I feel cut off, and its horrible. Im gonna borrow a phone off someone in a bit, but after that im phone-less till i get home. Im so fucking wound up right now.

I should be the happiest person in the world right now as i had some fantastic news last night, and i am really happy about that. I just cant stop thinkin ive been fucked over by a bunch of pricks that call themsleves a phone shop.

Well a lesson here for you Cuntphone Wankhouse. You can fuck some of your customers about – and they wont say shit. But amongst those few, there are always 1 or 2 really stubbern bastards (like me) who will not settle until they get what they want. I want looking after, so ill fucking fight untill i am. I dont want everything for free, i just want a bit of customer appreciation. Is that too much to ask?

Actually, his name is winston. As that is the name i give to everything. I chose that for my post title as thats what they chant in “Fight Club” when “Bob” dies – and its the first thign that sprung into my head when i started writing “His name is..” Anyway, he is my new mate, hes a prickly fucker, but hes no trouble and just gets on with his business. He is probably quite diseased, so i didnt go too close to him. But we are homies now..

Introducing, winston!

He has lived in my back garden for a while now we think and just seems to rustle about in the night eating berries and small worms and stuff. He didnt seem afraid of the camera, and he didnt even curl up into a ball when i got close to him. I think he is only a baby tho. I recon im gonna leave him some food out tongiht, what do we all suggest i give him?

1. Milk and Bread?
2. Cat Food?
3. Kebab? (he mgiht actually eat some of his relatives depending on where i get the kebab from haha)
4. Pizza?

Im not sure what the preferred choice of food is by hedgehogs, they dont talk you see.. But im sure i heard you are supposed to break bread up into bits and soak it in milk. Ill google it later, but if you have any sugggestions then please feel free to comment.

I had a right mad night last night. I went to my mums with dave, to have my dinner that she’d plated me up from sunday. I ate it whilst dave read the paper, and we all chatted. Then shellybob rang me and his ma’ was out so we went round there for a few beers. My mum initially said we could take her car, but it was a good job we didnt as we didnt leave there till about half 12! Me and shelly was wasted, dave was as straght as a judge as he was driving me home. I spoke to Gem on webcam as i couldnt get up to her house to see her, it was nice to see and hear her for a bit. I miss her when shes not with me 🙁

I got home and made a few phone calls that took me up to about 2:30am, when i finally crashed in bed. I was blatently late for work this morning, but mark wasnt in, and no one else seemed to be bothered! I am gonna miss the laid back attitude of this company when i finally leave. If me and dave didnt have “take over the world” plans, then id quite happily stay and milk it here for a few years.

My final thought for the day.. O2 are a bucnch of wankers.. I was on orange for a year, and my bills were reasonably cheap. I never really went over £50. My last o2 bill was over £100, and ive reached £70+ already this month. I know im using my phone more but god DAMM! I think il call into the shop tomorrow and moan like fuck. My phones playing up, and my bills are too much. Sort it or miss out carphone warehouse bastards!

ive spent most of today trawling the web for funky fresh wordpress themes. But i cant find any. So i settled for this one, after trying about 20. It will do for the time being.

Edit – Wiggy had a thing on his site, and it could work out how many of your favorite drinks it would take to kill you. My favorite drink is mars drinks, and the closest it had to that was Chocolate Milk.

It would take 2962.05 glasses of Chocolate Milk to put you down.

Damm.. best not ever drink 3 thousand glasses of milk.. You know.. Like you do 🙄 😆

Wow, if it was mars drinks, that would be nearly £2000 worth of mars drinks.. Mmmm

Peace Out

Here is Jimmy. He is the youngest person ever to join the british army. He is 7 years old, and likes “Blowing shit up” – We were not allowed to interview him, so we spoke to his mother who was based in iraq with him. We asked her why he was fighting for our country at such a young age, and why he wasnt out playing with his friends in parks etc. She replied “Jimmy has always been a war-y bastard, and was always facinated with guns. We took him to a army recruitment day so he could see inside an army base, and by the time we left he’d been enrolled into the RHR. We are very proud of him”. We managed to ask jimmy one question, we asked what he thought would happen when he first killed someone, he replied “they would die”

Haha…

Ive had a great weekend, we went ice skating on friday – which was a right laugh. Stu could actually skate which was a total dissapointment as i expected him to be falling over. He could skate really well actually.. I think me and dangerous need to go somewhere else skating next time as sutton really is too small. Later on we all went back to my house and had a mad session of drinking etc. We hit the sack about midnight ISH and then had a nice lie in on saturday morning.

I took my phone to the Carphone warehouse as i think i need my firmware updating, but they told me i had to ring up and they would do it remotley. I rang up, and they said i had to go into the store to do it. Wankers.. I have got to work this morning and my joystick on it has stopped working properly so im rining up later and gona get it replaced. I dont pay my bills to have a none woring phone! Sort it out O2 you bunch of pricks! Has anyone else had a problem with a Nokia N73? Or any new ish nokia? Mine just keeps going REALLY slow! Grrrr
Saturday night was awesome too, nice and chilled and a nice early night – as i had to work on sunday 7:30am to 7:30pm. Work was shit, and even mroe shit than usual as my laptop speakers stopped working so i had to make do with radio 1 for 12 hours! Arggggg! Plus it rained from the start of the shift, to the end.. Sunday night was another chilled one, which in all fairness im beginning to love. I love relaxing with the people i care about around me. 🙂

Oh, and it seems that im now a cock as well as a big ego’d twat. This guy is original isnt he! The first time i read his sorry excuse for a blog, i got the impression that it would start being used to stir shit in my life. I almost forsaw him writing shit on there to send me into a state of paranoia. But you know what, its not gonna work. I will talk to her about the things you have written, but i will believe what she says when she replies. Its called trust, something you obvioulsy have no concept of.

What’s ironic, is that he mentioned that he was suprised that i read his blog. Why? Its on the internet mate, and thats means its freely available for anyone to do whatever they want with – it doesnt help me being an internet whore, and sucking up webpages like a dyson. I read everything… Plus, the only way he could of known i read his – is by reading mine. So, what are your reasons for reading mine? Either your addicted to the words of wisdom i quite often spawn from my overactive imagination, or its so you can keep tabs on whats happening with me and a certain person. What, so are you a stalker now? Can you not move on, face facts, and realise you blew your chances? You had a shot.. two in fact.. Just fuck off and get on with your life now, savvy? Im sure you wont find it hard to pick up the pieces, seeing as you rock so much.. Although i think its only you that thinks you rock.. Or so your blog URL suggests. 😆 😆 😆
Im training the new guy up today, and this is my last proper week at MMX3. After this week, the future’s bright, the future’s maxxd. Holla at ya boy!

Work prevails.. Adios amigos..