PannickAtTheDisco
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he did give you the gift of life.Missing the QPR game. broke me leg few days before and had to have an operation. My dad went on season ticket instead, he owes me big time.
he did give you the gift of life.Missing the QPR game. broke me leg few days before and had to have an operation. My dad went on season ticket instead, he owes me big time.
Becoming a fuckin chef. Forget about all those celebrity cookery programmes and this God like status given to some chefs. It's a bloody hard job physically and mentally. Working around Xmas ,weekends, and all other celebratory occasions. It broke my marriage(as it does most chefs), I missed watching my son play football for years and generally lost touch with so many people because even when I was off I was shagged out to meet them. Even today I'm in work and won't get home till near 12 , when I will sit down and watch City and sunderland.I still don't know the score as I've avoided everything so I can watch it almost live
It' very common that those who plan suicide seem in good spirits near the end because they have made the decision and feel in control,that's why it's such a shock as they seem to have turned a corner
I kind of know how you feel with that one, mate. Under my previous employer I built up the role so successfully that my boss could no longer ignore me (she readily rewarded all the other people in the team - I was the only male) and agreed to make it a higher pay grade. She re-used a job description that I had in fact written for my existing role (it was required during a departmental restructuring) and then told me I had to apply for this new senior role as a matter of procedure. She ended up giving this job - a job that wouldn't have even existed had I not been so good at what I was doing - to an external candidate (HR told me they suspected that she wanted a woman in the role, but couldn't prove it).Mine is that I didn't take redundancy when the team restructure was to take place. I allowed myself to be mugged off by attending a sham interview for my own job, that I'd sucessfully done for 6 years, to be told I was not 'appointable'. The position was never filled.
I kind of know how you feel with that one, mate. Under my previous employer I built up the role so successfully that my boss could no longer ignore me (she readily rewarded all the other people in the team - I was the only male) and agreed to make it a higher pay grade. She re-used a job description that I had in fact written for my existing role (it was required during a departmental restructuring) and then told me I had to apply for this new senior role as a matter of procedure. She ended up giving this job - a job that wouldn't have even existed had I not been so good at what I was doing - to an external candidate (HR told me they suspected that she wanted a woman in the role, but couldn't prove it).
I really regret not making a bigger fuss of it and taking it up through the union (who had told me I had a strong case). All that hard work and achievement, only to be properly shafted. The reason I didn't act was that I was going through a traumatic break-up at the time, which leads me to my other big regret...
I was in a relationship for 18 months, during which I occasionally had a sense that she wasn't quite what she seemed, and even saw some red flags early on. The inevitable happened and she treated me atrociously. Took me a year to get over it, really, so I felt that I kind of lost 2 and a half years of my life. I regret not trusting my gut and not getting out of that relationship sooner.
I think in most cases that is what regret is: not taking action and ignoring the warning signs.