The Damned United

It's difficult to explain the horrors of the past week without resorting to laughing at it all.

In short, last week I was at a Regional Meeting for all the General Managers in London where we were all told that we had to do three times the work we were already doing with 5% less resources. One of my colleagues summed things up perfectly when she said 'Well that meeting was shit wasn't it?'

Needless to say we stumbled into the nearest bar and drank ourselves into a new state of happiness. I don't think any of us realised our boss had joined us until it was too late. So we got him drunk too after I and pretty much everyone else told him how shit we thought the meeting was. He stumbled out a few hours later happier I think.

I should point out that I am not advocating alcohol as the solution to your problems. All it does is make you feel temporarily aware enough to realise that in the grand scheme of things, the day job doesn't really matter. We should use it as a means to an end.

A fact I was reminded of on Tuesday this week when I discovered my girlfriend's next door neighbours had been a bit naughty in the early hours of the morning and had 'accidentaly' started a gang fight complete with guns. The retarded hoodies who were cauing all the trouble managed to run away when 30-40 police officers surrounded the area. They had thoughtfully left a handgun behind as evidence.

My girlfriend and her flatmates were all okay, but needless to say were all a bit shell shocked and have now with the help of their landlord written to the council to get the chavs causing the trouble evicted as soon as possible.

So when I think about it, we are all really lucky people most of the time and all of us should look around at all the people we care about and remind ourselves that all the little things that piss us off are just that...little. So the next time you feel like whinging about how much your job is pissing you off, just remember - it could be worse. Also, get off your arse and find a new one if it pisses you off that much.

Failing that, go and buy yourself a bottle of wine or some beer, find your friends and enjoy making yourself happily unaware of the annoying little things for a few hours.

Right. Time to dust off the CV before retiring to the pub then!