In a few days I'm moving. After years of dreaming and hoping I've finally managed to work things out where I can actually move out of my parents house. Unlike many though, I'm going further than another part of town, I'm moving to another county. Moving up north a fair whack, at least a hundred miles.
And naturally I'm going to get homesick. There's going to be things that I'm going to pine for, things that I'll wish I could do again. I accept that, and am doing this as a counter. This is the list of things I just know I won't miss about where I am now.
My family:
And naturally I'm going to get homesick. There's going to be things that I'm going to pine for, things that I'll wish I could do again. I accept that, and am doing this as a counter. This is the list of things I just know I won't miss about where I am now.
My family:
- My brother's ability to sneeze at volumes that would be considered harmful to your hearing.
- My brother's temper tantrums and anger issues related to how much he sucks at computer games.
- My brother's habit of shaking the bunk bed as a way of getting me to stop snoring.
- My sister. Just generally my sister.
- Her boyfriend.
- My mother's yelling at TV shows and sports when she's too involved with the end result.
- My dad asking me at every available opportunity as to whether or not I'd like to be woken, even when he already knows the answer.
- My dad's bizarre obsession with messing around with the internet connection access defaults.
- My mothers foot tapping habit (even though I do it).
- My dad's inability to cover his nose as he sneezes.
- General bodily smells from all my family.
- All the arguments about money that have happened in the past.
- Being woken up by my brother to watch the rubbish he likes to watch.
- Having to go downstairs at 10PM most nights because my brother needs to go to sleep to get up early.
- How all the carpets in this house need a good vacuum.
- How the heating goes off at 10PM and doesn't go on until 7AM in the winter.
- How nobody opens windows in here in the summer
- The fact that people don't move much, so the body heat just builds up in the house making every room hot and humid.
- How nobody ever knocks when entering my room.
- How I can never get a moments alone time when I want one.
- The fact that I get blamed for stuff that's not my fault like how my brother shoves loads of rubbish under my bed.
- How one of the tills always becomes unconfigured.
- The sheer amount of people who just don't know how to tie up knots.
- Having tonnes of bundles to make of newspaper returns.
- How it's often the case when I have to do that, most everyone else is wandering around with nothing to do.
- One of the Duty Manager's irrational temper tantrums, and abilities to make mountains out of molehills.
- The Manager's memory problems.
- The Manager's random giving of tasks that are entirely unrelated to who is supposed to work in a given department.
- The Barney ride, and the song it plays.
- Just exactly how pointless facing up is when it will only get ruined within an hour of doing it perfectly.
- Being stopped by random people asking inane questions.
- People who protest what the till says based purely on there own inability to read.
- People who you ask "anything else?" to that say "no", and then after you've sub-totaled ask for something else.
- People who when asked "either X or Y?" will say "yes" in reply assuming you know which they're saying yes to.
- People who change there minds about things ages after you've dealt with it.
- People who bring two baskets to the kiosk.
- People who want to do two or more bills from one basket.
- People who get in a stress about having/not having a receipt.
- People who think you're personally to blame for issues they have.
- People who start having a go about the age related sales policy
- How everyone always floods in at the last minute for lottery even though you get a week to buy a ticket.
- How everyone comes in last minute on a Sunday.
- Wheels; the creepy pervert whose banned from half the stores in the area and makes you do everything for him. Has been known to say lewd things to female staff and customers.
- The guy who stalked one of my colleagues. His voice grates, his hair is ridiculous, and his dog needs to be trained to not have such separation anxiety.
- The Chinese lady who constantly has to repeat the details of her trivial stories. Constantly. Repeating every part. Over and over. Repeating the same banality constantly, over and over.
- The old lady who always asks "Where do I know you from?" It's working where I work. That's where you know me, you only see me in there.
- The drunk lady with the blue mobility scooter. You're just lazy. You could easily do all the stuff you ask the staff to do, but you don't want to.
- The guy who runs the local Indian takeaway. I don't care about you, I don't know why you think I'm so funny, cos I find you irritating, and don't like you. You wind me up chronically.
- The guy who insisted he be called "Herbert Einstein". You're a twat. You're trying to be cool, and you're really not. Can't stand still to save his life either.
- The scooter/quad bike/motorbike gang that drives around with ridiculously loud engines doing wheelies.
- The cars with the excessively loud car stereos.
- The sheer number of people who recognise me when I'm out and about and talk to me like I should know who they are.
- That kid who spent over a year saying "Peaches" every time he saw me, and insisted I replied.




