Anger, more work related shit. And again it is management that it is aimed at. Today we had five people working as part of the pot wash team, which was great for a while, but when 4pm rolled around I was left in the pot wash on my own, collecting, washing, drying and distributing everything myself, which almost killed me, my body is physically aching as I had to over exert myself to finish on time. How can someone who is supposed to be supervisor material not understand that getting four members of staff in at the same time would mean that come the end of the day that there won’t be enough staff. Here’s what should have happened; Stuart should have been in at 9:30am, which he was, then the next person in at 10:30am, the third person (being myself) in at 11am, and the final person in at 11:30am, which would have meant that there would have been two people to cope at the end of the day when we are being bombarded from all directions between 4:30 – 5:30pm. I am really losing patience with Derry’s and the useless management, I need to get out of there before I completely lose my remaining sane brain cells. I have calmed down somewhat since leaving work, although the heavens opening didn’t improve my mood on the walk home. It’s just as well that I didn’t have any money or cash card as I would be in the pub now getting hammered (again); that place is really enough to turn a crazy man sane and a sober person into an alcoholic, I have never drunk so much since starting work at Derrys, and I need to put a stop to it one way or another. At least I have two days away from purgatory now, so I can forget about the road to hell for an effective weekend and relax, watch the German Grand Prix and generally chill out, and hopefully no alcohol will be involved! I really need to go on a mini detox, I can’t keep on fucking up my body like this!