diary of a career barmaid
about the characters and people i meet while behind the bar.
Tuesday, 10 April 2012
tattoos
The swallow, actually my first one that i've done, i like swallow tattoos but i dont get the opportunity to do them very often.
This client hoped to become a tattooist, good luck to her.
these were a cover up of some chinese symbols. on an air hostess, turns out i'm in the wrong job, they get paid for spending a week in the bahamas
Location:
27 Oldham Rd, OL3, UK
Thursday, 1 March 2012
little bit of a rant
i've had a pretty stressful week.
and its only thursday.
monday, lots of relationship issues, which seemed to have sorted themselves out, so moving onwards and upwards i hope. but i find it amazing how the biggest of arguments can be sparked of by the littlest things, it just seems to snowball.
tuesday, everything back to normal, (i hope) went to see a comedy night at the pub, which definatly lifted the sppirits in a much needed way.
wednesay, stress of rent due day, no more needs to be said about that really.
there are a few things that havent been making my life any easier and its these things that are really begining to piss me off,
1. the buses..... never on time, wankers drive them, they stink, chavs sit at the back, blaring out their tinny music from crap phone speakers, or generally being loud and obnoxious. theres always one old dear who takes three weeks stepping onto or off the bus. toddlers scream while their indifferent teenage mothers stare obliviously out of the window. gangs of schoolkids who make so much noise you cant block them out no matter how loud you put your mp3 player on, and you find yourself dodging projectiles from the schoolkids too. and the drivers dont care, if you do try and complain about the service you get ignored or told to get off.
2. the internet.... the connection is crap, its slow, unreliable, and generally extremely annoying. but thats pay as you go dongles for you. i would get broadband but i dont have the cash, which brings me onto my next point.
3. customers who dont turn up for appointments.... i've spent time and effort on a design, i expect you to show up or at least let me know you cant make it (you know who you are)
4. facebook.... bored of the silly games now, i do not wish to send you coins in bubblewitch saga or find the crate in hidden chronicles, i want my notifications to be actually something interesting for once. also if your off to the park, the shops, or even just for a poo, keep it to yourself, dont announce it on facebook, nobody cares.
5. old people.... i dontmean the slightly old, i mean the really old. you know the ones, they're so wrinkly they look like a prune with legs, they usually smell like prunes too. as well as the previously mentioned excessive time spents getting on and off buses, they spend far too much time in front of me at checkouts, its just plain rude to hold up a queue of people by telling the cashier your old war stories, paying in pennies, and tutting at people in a rush. WE ARE IN A RUSH BECAUSE WE GOT STUCK WAITING FOR YOU!!!!!
rant over......
well for now anyway
and its only thursday.
monday, lots of relationship issues, which seemed to have sorted themselves out, so moving onwards and upwards i hope. but i find it amazing how the biggest of arguments can be sparked of by the littlest things, it just seems to snowball.
tuesday, everything back to normal, (i hope) went to see a comedy night at the pub, which definatly lifted the sppirits in a much needed way.
wednesay, stress of rent due day, no more needs to be said about that really.
there are a few things that havent been making my life any easier and its these things that are really begining to piss me off,
1. the buses..... never on time, wankers drive them, they stink, chavs sit at the back, blaring out their tinny music from crap phone speakers, or generally being loud and obnoxious. theres always one old dear who takes three weeks stepping onto or off the bus. toddlers scream while their indifferent teenage mothers stare obliviously out of the window. gangs of schoolkids who make so much noise you cant block them out no matter how loud you put your mp3 player on, and you find yourself dodging projectiles from the schoolkids too. and the drivers dont care, if you do try and complain about the service you get ignored or told to get off.
2. the internet.... the connection is crap, its slow, unreliable, and generally extremely annoying. but thats pay as you go dongles for you. i would get broadband but i dont have the cash, which brings me onto my next point.
3. customers who dont turn up for appointments.... i've spent time and effort on a design, i expect you to show up or at least let me know you cant make it (you know who you are)
4. facebook.... bored of the silly games now, i do not wish to send you coins in bubblewitch saga or find the crate in hidden chronicles, i want my notifications to be actually something interesting for once. also if your off to the park, the shops, or even just for a poo, keep it to yourself, dont announce it on facebook, nobody cares.
5. old people.... i dontmean the slightly old, i mean the really old. you know the ones, they're so wrinkly they look like a prune with legs, they usually smell like prunes too. as well as the previously mentioned excessive time spents getting on and off buses, they spend far too much time in front of me at checkouts, its just plain rude to hold up a queue of people by telling the cashier your old war stories, paying in pennies, and tutting at people in a rush. WE ARE IN A RUSH BECAUSE WE GOT STUCK WAITING FOR YOU!!!!!
rant over......
well for now anyway
Labels:
annoyed,
buses,
old people,
stress
Location:
Abbey Hills Rd, Oldham, UK
Monday, 27 February 2012
Relationships
Relationships, defined right here
1.
a connection, association, or involvement.
2.
connection between persons by blood or marriage.
3.
an emotional or other connection between people: the relationship between teachers and students.
4.
a sexual involvement; affair.
Its easy enough to look up the meaning of the word in the dictionary, not so easy to figure out the meaning of a relationship in real life, let alone make one work.
they require communication, compromise, understanding and a lot of hard work.
two people in a seemingly loving relationship can end up hating each other with the flick of a switch.
its important to show each other how much you appreciate each other, make the other feel appreciated, comfort each other when times get hard and dont let the passion die.
it might seem like a really simple list but its awful if even if one of these gets left out let alone all of them.
the arguments start and everything the other person does just winds you up. the question is, when the honeymoon period is over and you just cant stand the sight of each other, how do you get back what you lost?
i suppose the best thing is to try and figure out why you're together in the first place.
any other suggestions on postcard to the usual address, cos i need all the help i can get.
Labels:
heartbreak,
love,
relationship advice
Location:
Saddleworth, UK
Monday, 28 November 2011
looking up?
things are begining to look up.
as most of you could gather from the title of my blog, that i have been working behind bars for some time, but its not exactly my chosen career. i'd love nothing more than step onto the right side of the bar and never have to step behind the pumps again.
well now i'm working full time in a tattoo studio hopefully to make enough money so i dont have to step behind a bar ever again.
for now i'm still working at the pub. the hours a crap but xmas is closing in and i need to pay the rent some how.
heres hoping that come new year i wont have to pour drinks anymore. and it will be someone elses turn to serve me.
:D
come see me at skinsation tattoo studio on abbey hills road oldham to help me get closer to quitting my job.
Thursday, 17 November 2011
the list
i wish life was a little easier at the min. i'm being pulled in several different directions and i'm not sure where to turn or what to do.
I've recently found myself in a new job.
my dream job, the job I've wanted for sooo long.
I've finally made it into a tattoo studio making money for what i love doing. its a new studio so business is trickling in, so as you can expect not making much at the mo.
also i'm about to move into a gorgeous flat with my lovely other half, no more living with the parents.
so whats the problem?
i recently had a conversation with a someone
it revolved around what the point was. why are we here?
the thing is there is no point
there are many things i want to do in my life, a sort of list if you like.
thing on this list include floating around Ha Long Bay on a raft for a while, i want to drop my pants in front of the Taj Mahal and moon the tourists. i want to kiss the man i love in the shadow of the Eiffel tower, i want to tattoo people in beach hut somewhere along the coast in California for a while. i want to spend my retirement years living in a tree house. the list goes on but you get the idea, most of these things are fantasies that will never materialize but i hope they do and everything i do today is building up to some of my little dreams.
it hurts for me to think that someone could be so empty to not see what the point in these dreams is?
the list in my head is ever growing and occasionally i get to cross something off because I've managed to achieve it.
it keeps me going and stops the stress getting too much. i wnt to do these things to make me smile. no other reason and that's the point.
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Not just a barmaid
ok so not posted in a while purely because i've been so busy.
As well as working at the pub i work a couple of days a week on the desk at a tattoo studio, so i've been busy with that as well and i also draw so i've been working on a few pictures every now and then.
Got a few decent gigs to look forward to in the next couple of months, me and Woody are hopefully going to see the Melvins in November in Leeds, but before that I have extinction of mankind to look forward to and thats in the pub. :)
As well as working at the pub i work a couple of days a week on the desk at a tattoo studio, so i've been busy with that as well and i also draw so i've been working on a few pictures every now and then.
Got a few decent gigs to look forward to in the next couple of months, me and Woody are hopefully going to see the Melvins in November in Leeds, but before that I have extinction of mankind to look forward to and thats in the pub. :)
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
FAC51
At what age do you stop having fun and begin to just purely reminisce about the good times?
Sat in the same spot at the bar everyday, is a bloke in his forties, he tells me stories of nights in the hacienda and other nights in Manchester. He's told me about ex girlfriends and friends he's lost touch with, drugs, drink, music and everything about the 90's that he thought made them great.
I appreciate that those days in Manchester where great for those who lived through them, and i do like to indulge in other peoples' nostalgia from time to time, but i cant help feeling a sense of pity for this guy. He's nowhere near over the hill yet, but he still spends his time at the end of the bar telling me of his youth, yet he doesn't seem to realise he can still go out and have a good time. There must be something better for him to do with his life than sitting there day after day in his 14 year long grief for a scene that was never destined for longevity anyway.
He's a nice guy, a little stuck in his ways and he can get a bit argumentative when he's had one pint too many. I just think he needs to get out there and find something new.
Sat in the same spot at the bar everyday, is a bloke in his forties, he tells me stories of nights in the hacienda and other nights in Manchester. He's told me about ex girlfriends and friends he's lost touch with, drugs, drink, music and everything about the 90's that he thought made them great.
I appreciate that those days in Manchester where great for those who lived through them, and i do like to indulge in other peoples' nostalgia from time to time, but i cant help feeling a sense of pity for this guy. He's nowhere near over the hill yet, but he still spends his time at the end of the bar telling me of his youth, yet he doesn't seem to realise he can still go out and have a good time. There must be something better for him to do with his life than sitting there day after day in his 14 year long grief for a scene that was never destined for longevity anyway.
He's a nice guy, a little stuck in his ways and he can get a bit argumentative when he's had one pint too many. I just think he needs to get out there and find something new.
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