Saturday with a few spare hours before the storm.
Well hello readers. Really sorry it's been so long since my last confession I just don't know what to say, where to say it or even where to begin. All I will say it's been a roll and rock, up and down roller coaster ride since my last entry.
The pressure and work load is getting to the remaining escape committee members. Cracks are beginning to appear in all sorts of areas. Tensions are running very high and at any moment over the smallest thing any one of the remaining escape committee members could implode, explode, self combust or even worse down tools and go on strike or go slow. Some members go very slow already so with a go slow on , nothing gets done.
Do I remember the last one! I'll never forget it. It started on a Thursday or was it a Friday back one year ago today or was it yesterday, anyway it all started at around 3pm.
Funny enough the day started like any other day, eggs were made, no fights recorded and everyone went about there own escape business. Giuseppe was in his usual Jeckal & Hyde humor and Emmett was surrering from bad knee syndrome and lack of sleep from the pain but was really trying to keep a stiff upper lip.
Mothership had even worse problems and was laid up with a trapped nerve in her spine and could not even think never mind talk or walk. She spend 6 weeks lying on a sofa unable to move with the pain in average daily temperatures of around 30 degrees Celsius.
Without mother ships presence, the wheels of the machine start to creak and within a short time they grind to a halt. Things like colour coordination go out the window within days of her absence. Under motherships rule all sheets, towels, bed clothes and everything else must match the colour of the apartment. Dog help anyone caught putting a red sheet on a green bed or mixing pillow cases, such errors are frowned upon by motherhip and one does not want to get on the wrong side of her. Why with one lash of her tongue she can kill a man at 10 paces and pick his pockets at the same time. Once you are summoned to her chambers very few make it out alive and the one's that do never talk about their crime or punishment.
Well poor BB was really feeling the heat with being left to run entire operation on his own.
With Emmett and Giuseppe being about as useful as a used toilet roll he was beginning to pull the last few remaining hairs from his head.
It's takes a lot for Brendan to loose it but then he does everyone hears about it. It usually starts with the silent treatment and the lack of played music in the office and it moves on from there to answering the phone differently from normal and with one word answers to the clients which is one more that the rest of us get I suppose and then finally he will flip and then it's bye bye BB for a day or two.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Amsterdam today.
Today started sunny but quickly turned to rain and looked like we were in for a nasty day indeed. With 6 check in's and outs we were busy busy busy.
Suddenly and without warning the rain stopped, the clouds parted and the sun popped out to say hello and welcomed us Amsterdammers to the 1st day of summer. What happened spring I hear you ask, well it never came, winter up to yesterday and about 3pm summer arrived.
That's Amsterdam for you. You can get all 4 seasons in one day here. The Netherlands is such a tiny country the weather changes almost hourly.
Well it's 11.26pm here in wonderland and it's hot choc time. Mothership makes a wonderful cup of hot choc. We even have organic marshmallow as we discovered to our horror a fews months ago that our life long favourite Princess marshmallows are made with beef gelatin so we stopped buying them in protest.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Giuseppe has gone out with the little devil himself Derek. Derek it a young 24 year old Dutch boy. Tall, thin, very good looking and completely crazy. Banned from driving for a year only a few weeks ago he has just driven up outside of the office and collected Giuseppe and off they went. Derek & Giuseppe two of a kind , once they get together anything can happen and usually does. Derek has a nose for a party, he can smell a good party, mostly illegal gatherings in squats or fields or on the beach, their kind of places. All last summer they vanished off on a Friday and returned on the Sunday without sleeping. Party on dude.
More later after chocolate 11.37pm fresh.
12.44am
I'm back from my hot choc break and a chat with mothership about tomorrows work. Another busy day. Ist check in 7.30am except their apartment will not be ready until 2pm as we have guests checking out at 12 noon. So a long wait for the arriving guests. Sorry folks!.
Giuseppe just phoned, sounded out of this head on something, says it's vodka. Telling me about the house he is in. Mice everywhere. This is the kind of place you end up in when you go out with the devil himself. Mice infested squats with furnishings which have been collected off the street, usually with no electricity, candles only. But this one has power so you can see the mice more easier. I ended up in one a year or so a go. Mice were running around having a great time, climbing up the lead of the kettle and running about as if they owned the place. I sat in terror watching their every move. The guys living there did not even bat a eye lid when one mouse decided to be very brave and venture out of the kitchen and into where we where sitting and help himself to the remains of a pizza which had been delivered a short time earlier and was not yet finished. I just sat and watched as I always do.
"He's very quiet, your friend" I heard one of the guys saying to Giuseppe in the kitchen. "He's deaf" Giuseppe replied. Word quickly got about that I was deaf and from then on for the rest of the night I was deafened by people screaming into my ears and making all sorts of attempts at sign language to make themselves understood. I just nodded and laughed and let on I understood every word. I know I made some errors from some of the facial expressions I was getting back.
Giuseppe got me later on to tell me I had really upset one guy who was telling me about his girlfriend going off with his father and how he had tried to kill himself and that I kept laughing and grinning all the time. Word soon spread, "Keep away from the retard".
By the end of the night I was all alone by myself, an outcast among outcasts, the lowest of the low. Branded a crazy by a bunch of the craziest crazies you'll ever meet. I've dug up better people than the collection of lower forms I met that night during my days as a grave digger and undertaker. But that's a story for another night ( I was offering cut price funerals).
I decided to depart this rabble and slipped out a side door and vanished into the night. I knew I would not be missed and my prime spot on the least mouse infested sofa would be quickly snapped up by one of the rat pack.
1.10am
Got to go and get a little sleep . Another day another daymare. 8 days a week.
May 6th is the day we are living for if we live that long. The day BB returns to work.
We need a break to climb a mountain or jump in a lake.
Over and out
Robbie brokenback Retard
The pressure and work load is getting to the remaining escape committee members. Cracks are beginning to appear in all sorts of areas. Tensions are running very high and at any moment over the smallest thing any one of the remaining escape committee members could implode, explode, self combust or even worse down tools and go on strike or go slow. Some members go very slow already so with a go slow on , nothing gets done.
Do I remember the last one! I'll never forget it. It started on a Thursday or was it a Friday back one year ago today or was it yesterday, anyway it all started at around 3pm.
Funny enough the day started like any other day, eggs were made, no fights recorded and everyone went about there own escape business. Giuseppe was in his usual Jeckal & Hyde humor and Emmett was surrering from bad knee syndrome and lack of sleep from the pain but was really trying to keep a stiff upper lip.
Mothership had even worse problems and was laid up with a trapped nerve in her spine and could not even think never mind talk or walk. She spend 6 weeks lying on a sofa unable to move with the pain in average daily temperatures of around 30 degrees Celsius.
Without mother ships presence, the wheels of the machine start to creak and within a short time they grind to a halt. Things like colour coordination go out the window within days of her absence. Under motherships rule all sheets, towels, bed clothes and everything else must match the colour of the apartment. Dog help anyone caught putting a red sheet on a green bed or mixing pillow cases, such errors are frowned upon by motherhip and one does not want to get on the wrong side of her. Why with one lash of her tongue she can kill a man at 10 paces and pick his pockets at the same time. Once you are summoned to her chambers very few make it out alive and the one's that do never talk about their crime or punishment.
Well poor BB was really feeling the heat with being left to run entire operation on his own.
With Emmett and Giuseppe being about as useful as a used toilet roll he was beginning to pull the last few remaining hairs from his head.
It's takes a lot for Brendan to loose it but then he does everyone hears about it. It usually starts with the silent treatment and the lack of played music in the office and it moves on from there to answering the phone differently from normal and with one word answers to the clients which is one more that the rest of us get I suppose and then finally he will flip and then it's bye bye BB for a day or two.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Amsterdam today.
Today started sunny but quickly turned to rain and looked like we were in for a nasty day indeed. With 6 check in's and outs we were busy busy busy.
Suddenly and without warning the rain stopped, the clouds parted and the sun popped out to say hello and welcomed us Amsterdammers to the 1st day of summer. What happened spring I hear you ask, well it never came, winter up to yesterday and about 3pm summer arrived.
That's Amsterdam for you. You can get all 4 seasons in one day here. The Netherlands is such a tiny country the weather changes almost hourly.
Well it's 11.26pm here in wonderland and it's hot choc time. Mothership makes a wonderful cup of hot choc. We even have organic marshmallow as we discovered to our horror a fews months ago that our life long favourite Princess marshmallows are made with beef gelatin so we stopped buying them in protest.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Giuseppe has gone out with the little devil himself Derek. Derek it a young 24 year old Dutch boy. Tall, thin, very good looking and completely crazy. Banned from driving for a year only a few weeks ago he has just driven up outside of the office and collected Giuseppe and off they went. Derek & Giuseppe two of a kind , once they get together anything can happen and usually does. Derek has a nose for a party, he can smell a good party, mostly illegal gatherings in squats or fields or on the beach, their kind of places. All last summer they vanished off on a Friday and returned on the Sunday without sleeping. Party on dude.
More later after chocolate 11.37pm fresh.
12.44am
I'm back from my hot choc break and a chat with mothership about tomorrows work. Another busy day. Ist check in 7.30am except their apartment will not be ready until 2pm as we have guests checking out at 12 noon. So a long wait for the arriving guests. Sorry folks!.
Giuseppe just phoned, sounded out of this head on something, says it's vodka. Telling me about the house he is in. Mice everywhere. This is the kind of place you end up in when you go out with the devil himself. Mice infested squats with furnishings which have been collected off the street, usually with no electricity, candles only. But this one has power so you can see the mice more easier. I ended up in one a year or so a go. Mice were running around having a great time, climbing up the lead of the kettle and running about as if they owned the place. I sat in terror watching their every move. The guys living there did not even bat a eye lid when one mouse decided to be very brave and venture out of the kitchen and into where we where sitting and help himself to the remains of a pizza which had been delivered a short time earlier and was not yet finished. I just sat and watched as I always do.
"He's very quiet, your friend" I heard one of the guys saying to Giuseppe in the kitchen. "He's deaf" Giuseppe replied. Word quickly got about that I was deaf and from then on for the rest of the night I was deafened by people screaming into my ears and making all sorts of attempts at sign language to make themselves understood. I just nodded and laughed and let on I understood every word. I know I made some errors from some of the facial expressions I was getting back.
Giuseppe got me later on to tell me I had really upset one guy who was telling me about his girlfriend going off with his father and how he had tried to kill himself and that I kept laughing and grinning all the time. Word soon spread, "Keep away from the retard".
By the end of the night I was all alone by myself, an outcast among outcasts, the lowest of the low. Branded a crazy by a bunch of the craziest crazies you'll ever meet. I've dug up better people than the collection of lower forms I met that night during my days as a grave digger and undertaker. But that's a story for another night ( I was offering cut price funerals).
I decided to depart this rabble and slipped out a side door and vanished into the night. I knew I would not be missed and my prime spot on the least mouse infested sofa would be quickly snapped up by one of the rat pack.
1.10am
Got to go and get a little sleep . Another day another daymare. 8 days a week.
May 6th is the day we are living for if we live that long. The day BB returns to work.
We need a break to climb a mountain or jump in a lake.
Over and out
Robbie brokenback Retard
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