Monthly Archives: November 2005

Raging Bike

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“Raging Bike is an Internet site dedicated to environmental change by increasing the number of people who travel to work by bike.

Whenever we jump into our cars and start the engine we are polluting our environment. This is particularly true for short urban journeys that combine cold starts with stop/start driving.

On the other hand if you jump on your bike to make the same journey you are saving the environment and improving your own and others health.

Raging Bike measures individual cyclists contribution to the environment, the money they save and the calories they burn, by choosing to cycle rather than taking a car or bus.”

www.ragingbike.com

Employment Enjoyment

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I had another interview today, this time with the actual company seeking employees (as opposed to the recruitment agency interview). Apart from having to phone and inform them that I would be late due to cancelled trains (fscking dodgy District Line), it went quite well, I thought.

Apparently there was another applicant or two to be interviewed on Monday and I would be phoned after that took place with a “yay” or “nay” for employment.

The “went well” was confirmed when I was called back this afternoon with by the agency telling me I had the job!

Now that I think about it, I am overqualified to all hell for this position and they would really be silly turning me down. Sounds cocky, but I’m serious.

If only I could have this level of confidence beforehand. ๐Ÿ™‚

I start early next week and it looks like I might have to do some clothes shopping on the weekend – I didn’t spot anyone wearing shorts and t-shirts (hippy’s clothing combo of choice)! :S ๐Ÿ˜‰

Wonder if I can ride to work?

I quit!

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I have quit the courier thing because for the money it just isn’t worth it and it was hampering my full-time job hunting. I need to make more than 12quid a day if I want to travel Europe!

I describe it to people as the best and worst job in the world – getting paid to ride a bike, but getting paid fsck all. I just haven’t got the patience to wait until the controller likes me before he starts handing me reasonable amounts of work. Spending large chunks of the 9hr day reading Terry Pratchett isn’t so cool when I should be riding and earning.

One day I might give them back their nice, warm jacket.. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Anyway, I can be suicidal all by myself – I don’t need a controller telling me where to go. Has anyone blogged their own suicide? Um, don’t mind me, I’m just miserable and morbid right now.

Arrgh! Whatever! I was riding out from London without my lights (oops, it gets dark before 5pm now and I didn’t think I’d be that late!), pissed on German beer (but riding pretty straight, I thought), covered in frickin’ red and white safety tape by Sophie the bargirl so I didn’t get squished on the way home!! haha I blame El Seano! (another obiwan/openwin tosser, I mean dosser.. :P)

No helmet either, because it was taped into my bag and I forgot about it. I’m not dead so perhaps we should ban the wearing of helmets? – they are obviously ineffective. Helmet debate! Hang on, this isn’t a.b? Oh nevermind!