Category: My Past

Today i spent the day with dave in the office, which is the first of many more days like it to come. We started off the day at about 9, went for a cup of rosie with Fee, and then headed to the office – stopping by at asda to get a tad of breakfast.

I spent most of the morning preparing my computer for the caining i intended to give it, i love raggin computers but they dont usually like being ragged. In fact the pc i was on was that fucked, i didnt really get much done until i got back after luinch. It had a million viruses, and was pretty damm clogged up with spyware and shit. Its running a lot smoother now and actually responds when i click on things.

Me and dave gel well, and with us both being here it means we can bounce ideas off each other all day long, and in the end we managed to get a fair bit done. It would be great if i was coming in tomorrow to carry on from where we have left off, but sadly im back at mmx3 tomorrow as i traded tomorrow for last friday (when i went to alton towers)

Oh yeah, that reminds me.. Alton towers was AWESOME! Rides were mint, and the fireworks at night was spectacular. Me, Gem, Chaz and Stu had a awesome time, although we did get wet right at the end when we went on the log flume.

I also went paintballin on saturday – which HURT LIKE FU*K – but was absolutly awesome! Ive never spent so much cash in one weekend, but it was worth every penny. I will update tomorrow in more detail, as right now im feeling a bit tired and i think me and dave are doin’ one.

So in conclusion, a brilliant weekend, followed by a very successful 1st day in the office.

Job’s a Gooden’

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