And round we go again....

It's been a funny old three weeks.

Started the new job, installing baby wind turbines. The actual job I was doing was installing the mast's, ready for the turbine boys to install their bit.

That was until last Thursday when they sent us 'mast boys' out to do some maintenance. This is the point I started to struggle with lifting of heavy equipment. It involves using a machine called a 'turfer' which is a hydraulic winch that raises and lowers the masts. That is a REALLY heavy bit of kit (two man lift)

And also come with its hydraulic generator/pump too. Another two man lift.

Thursday was the learning of maintenance for both me and the lad I work with. So come Monday when we were expected to do three turbines in a day I puffed, panted & drank way too much energy drink but got through. Also had a chat with my operations manager that I was really struggling with this side of the job (the lifting) explaining that I would physically break soon if kept at it, to which got a nice little speech about "we really need people who are all rounders who can do all aspects of the job" Fair enough but me suggesting maybe I could stay on the mast building, which I am quite capable of doing without causing myself a mischief, but no. He wasn't having a bar of it.

Imagine how excited when I went in on Tuesday to be told we were doing maintenance again. *sarcasm*

I did once again go out & give it my best shot but unfortunately managed to pull not only my ham string but strained the lateral calf muscle as well. And pulled a chunk of muscles between my shoulder blades. Hmm and I can honestly say it hurts like buggery.

I spoke to boss man Tuesday evening, bearing in mind I can hardly walk at this point - to be told that I wasn't to come in the next day & rest up.

I've since then been waiting for them to ring me (once the doctor confirmed the diagnosis) and finally, this afternoon he rang.

They will be terminating me on the installation side of the company, however have given all my details an credentials over to the planning department which I am also very much qualified to do & less likely to break anything about my person. 

Not that anything will actually come about from this. I'm half expecting to now hear bugger all. So will certainly now start applying for jobs again.

So yes, I am on the mend, I will recover but I wont be putting up any more wind turbines. 

Unfortunately.

I have survived a week!

Wonders will never cease eh?

Nah, to be honest I've really enjoyed it. It's a great job to have & hopefully they'll keep me on after the 3 month trial is up.

The only downsides to the job so far:

The hours - 07:00 until you finish, which so far has been 18:30 apart from today, where we did get away by 16:00.

The actual physical element of it, which is only a downside to me currently because I have spent far too many years being a lardy unfit twat basically.
So, hopefully with a few weeks with the amount of exercise i am now getting of which my body just isn't used to I will actually get back to a decent size and have an arse that isn't the size of two.

The one other thing which is more to do with me just being a clumsy clump, is I am covered in bruises! In fact I currently look like I've had ten buckets of fuck kicked out of me.

If you're even remotely interested in what I am physically installing this is the website for the company
www.windcrop.co.uk

So to be honest, my body is currently very broken but can only get better and improve. Now that I will be very happy with.

So there we are. I'm knackered but really chuffed. Makes a bloody change!

Bloody typical isn't it? Three buses at once syndrome.

Apologies for the format. Blogging on phone as I can't be arsed to go & get the laptop.

Ok, quick update, seeing as once again I've been utterly pants in getting thumb to phone as such.

I was fired in May. In a way I am glad I was. The reason was, as an insulation surveyor for local councils, if the houses you are surveying don't actually need any work done & you state this on your survey (in other words not bringing any work in) they don't like it.
Well I'm sorry but if telling the truth is wrong, then I'm glad I was fired.

Bollocks to them. Well that and the fact I've worked for some back stabbing bitchy weird small businesses but these people took the biscuit.
That and they 'forgot' to pay me my last months pay initially. Oddly, I didn't let them forget.

So I've been unemployed again for 2 months. Been through the usual of claiming JSA with the track suited Argos jewellery with pushchairs minions. That and the usual applying for anything and everything without so much as a reply to an application, let alone a fucking interview.

It does thankfully now stop being a whinging sack of shit post into a 'and finally' good news.

A job I applied for back at the beginning of June, re-advertised again this week. So instead of emailing again just rang them. After a brief chat was asked to re-submit my CV. Called back & asked to go to an interview Thursday morning.

Nothing frightening, in fact nice and relaxed. Left expecting to not hear diddly again.

They rang me Friday morning. Offered me the job & if the could wangle it could I start this Monday!

Excellent stuff. The job is a trainee wind turbine installer. A nice physical job so I can start to lose some of this lardy fat I've acquired whilst sitting on my arse.

I'm REALLY looking forward to being back on the tools again. About time too I you ask me.

So the reason for my Three buses title?

This week, I arranged with my neighbours who will be going on holiday for a week that I would walk their four German shepherds daily. (the people dog sitting are not quite 'trusted enough' for this task.

So now, with starting the new job at 07:15 I will then be walking them too when I get home. bleeding hell.

Oh well,
Life is good.

Once again.