I sort of gave up on the diet last night and had a bit of a binge. I'm just a bit down at the moment so I didn't even bother to do my daily weigh in. I can't run because of the dam pain in my shins and my hamstrings are still killing me. I am not going to weigh myself now until Friday. I was a bit worried yesterday about this garburn trail I have entered, I started getting negative thoughts thinking I had done the wrong thing by entering the race and sort of biting off more than I can chew. I would feel better if I could check out the route before the day and I am considering going up to the lakes and running/walking the route so at least the fear of the unknown won't be an issue.
I was watching the second episode of that Fallen Angel drama last night when I got a phone call from a football parent last night at 9:30pm, yes a bit late I know. Anyway, it was another call from SB complaining his son is treated unfairly and that the other kids are abusive towards him. To be honest, enough was enough and in a controlled manner I let him have it. Over the past few months he has continually kicked out and elbowed his teammates in training to the extent none of the like him anymore. He's always been a bit aloof but now the kids are growing up and not silently accepting it. The other week he lunged into a teammate so badly the other kid almost broke his arm and was left in floods of tears, CB refused to check his teammate was okay even when requested to do so. The look on his face just showed he didn't care one bit. His dad says this is frustration because he's not in the team but as I said this fact has nothing to do with the other kids, its not their fault and violence cannot be used as a justification for anything as I assertively informed him. The issue about not getting a game is so far from the truth, the kid has had many starts this season and when sub he has always got a decent amount of the game. His dad complained I only start him in games against weaker teams and yes there is an element of truth in that but at the end of the day I have to select strong sides against strong opposition as no one will tank me for getting beat because I put on all the weaker players.
CB causes his team mates a problem when as I told his father he frequently falls over or totally misses the ball, this has nothing to do with confidence, its about ability. When given instructions he does seem to want to follow them, he just wants to do his own thing. The other week a team was given a penalty albeit one that should never have been awarded, a player had run down the wing unchallenged becuase CB had decided he wasn't going to track back but stand up on the half way line alongside the forwards. I also mentioned that the other kids are openly questioning the fact that when he goes down injured that he actually is injured, they say he's faking it and although I always defend CB publically to them, privately I agree with them. For example, last week I was right next to him when he tried to knock another teammate off the ball, unfortunatley for him he's picked on the strongest and most well balanced player in the whole squad and CB lost his balance and went down but he was clutching his shin. Now there's no way the other kid made any sort of contact whatsoever with his legs so therefore how could the other kid have kicked him, it was impossible. So all I can deduct from that is CB was trying to hoodwink me into believing that the other player had kicked him when he obviously had not.
To cut a long story short the kid isn't as strong a footballer than the other kids, however, I am more than fair to him and he has had and still has ample opportunity. I would not be drawn on putting him in the starting eleven just because his father is complaining, to get into the starting line up the kid has to show he is good enough. I will be having a conversation with CB, his dad wants me to protect him but I've done that enough in the past when in hindsight I should have intervened earlier. He needs to stop treating his teamates as the enemy, his dad keeps claiming the other kids are picking on him and that's not true they are only reacting to the treatment he is giving them. His dad claims they keep saying stuff to him and again I nor KH has heard this, otherwise we would have challenged this as we don't tolerate any bullying behaviour whatsover. The kid needs to stop throwing himself to the ground giving the impression somebody has fouled him when its clear nothing has happened or feigning injury. I have told his father that I will try and get to his school game and watch him as his dad seems to be saying he is a world beater, which I know isn't true as my nephew is at that school and so I seen him play for his school. Nevertheless, I will try, also I will to a bit of player analysis on him. I will be observing his interactions with other players, how many times he miss kicks the ball, how many good passes are made and how may times he fouls opponents and falls over too easily and maybe a few other things. This will help me in trying to make his father realise that his son is not a footballing superstar.
Switching subjects I am still the one expected to answer these phones leaving others free, even when they are having a social chat. All I do now is answer phones and change passwords, saying the same things to people all day long. Everytime the phone rings I feel my LM eyes on me making sure I pick up the call regardless of anything else I have to do. CV had a chat with me last Friday I think or it could have been Thursday, anyway she was wanting to check out how things were. Now it turns out somebody and I have a good idea who has said to her firstly, that I was not happy to change rooms and secondly, that I didn't like answering the phones. I was gobsmacked to be honest, what gives these people the right to tell others what I may be or not thinking or feeling. As I explained to CV on the room issue that I hadn't even mentioned the subject AG had said something about there was a possibility of moving up to the third floor, at the time I never responded because at the time we were in a workshop thingy, I never gave either positive or negative feedback. It was only a day or so later when LM who sits opposite me mentioned it I replied AG had said something about it to me and I make a tongue in cheek comment about not being in the same room for more than a few weeks. On the other subject yes I was concerned about always being the one to answer the phone intially and the fact that was all I was doing now therefore not learning anything else to help me get on. However, I did say I accepted that this passwords was part of the job but that I didn't want them to be 100% of my job which its is at the moment, so at least I've said something so hopefully I won't end up just doing this all week, every week.
Well its one day to go to that day, I bought myself a mini cake last night, I thought to myself that no one else would, it was a eeorh one, the donkey from Winnie the Pooh. I can identify with the character as he always seems down in the dumps and depressed.
This is how I feel, it's my birthday tomorrow and and all I can think is that no body cares, my family, people at work, just nobody. My life has just been a total waste of time and failure I will be 40, that's 40 years of achieving nothing, 40 years of being the one to blame, 40 years of misery. People say life begins at 40, for me its just the beginning of the end.
In my career if you can call it that, those around me have got on been promoted whilst I have been left behind. All this time I have battled to get on but when everyone hates you its impossible. I'm the person everyone loves to see fail. In life again its been total failure, I've never been loved, there has never been that special person for me, no kids no love or to love me. Financially I will always struggle, no money nor inheritance will ever come my way.
Forty is a time you should be able to sit back with a sense of how far you have come in life and what you have achieved. Instead my life has just been a catalogue of disappointments. As a child I used to think everybody is good at something, so surely there must be something I am good at but alas I was delluded. I am just left with regrets. I have no real friends, I'm not a loner either but simply exist on my own. My sister lives next door but she only ever comes around when she wants something, not to chat to me or see how I am. In almost 10 years of living where I do nobody has ever come to visit socially, at christmas now I don't even bother to put up a tree for there is nobody to see it. If it wasn't for my two nephews always popping around from next door I would be a total recluse.
Sometimes I wish I could just be no more.
Since I've started this blog I have written more each day. My LM has just asked if I was writing war and peace to someone and I replied that I was writing to myself. This blog has just become a way of waffling on about things, just moaning really, saying stuff thats in my head but I couldn't say openly. Its a way of getting things out of my head. Like for instance the fact that everyone else in this room has gone to a meeting which obviously I wasn't invited to. I'm just left doing these f***ing phones, if I died tomorrow nobody would give a shit.
In the words of the beatles song
NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE MY WORLD