Jump to content
UNRV Ancient Roman Empire Forums

Search the Community

Showing results for tags 'furniture'.



More search options

  • Search By Tags

    Type tags separated by commas.
  • Search By Author

Content Type


Forums

  • Auditorium
    • Renuntiatio et Consilium Comitiorum
  • Historia Romanorum
    • Imperium Romanorum
    • Templum Romae - Temple of Rome
    • Gloria Exercitus - 'Glory of the Army'
    • Romana Humanitas
    • Colosseum
    • Archaeological News: Rome
    • Academia
  • World History, Cultures and Archaeology
    • Historia in Universum
    • Archaeological News: The World
    • Archaeology
    • Vacatio
  • Et Cetera
    • Hora Postilla Thermae
    • Trajan's Market

Categories

  • Main
  • Academia
  • Book Review
  • Culture
  • Decline of Empire
  • Early Empire
  • Economy
  • Emperors
  • Empire
  • Fall Republic
  • Five Good Emperors
  • Glossary
  • Government
  • Hotels
  • Military
  • Museum
  • Provinces
  • Roman Events
  • Roman Republic
  • Tacitus
  • Travel
  • Interview

Blogs

  • Blah-ger
  • WotWotius's Blog
  • Lost_Warrior's Blog
  • The Rostra
  • Moonlapse's Private Blog
  • Conation of Spurius
  • Lacertus' Blog
  • Hamilcar Barca's Blog
  • Vitalstatistix
  • The musings of a UNRV admin
  • Court of the Emperor
  • Phalangist Propoganda
  • Viggen's Blog
  • longbow's Blog
  • Silentium est aureum
  • Zeke's Blog
  • Onasander's Blog
  • Favonius Cornelius' Blog
  • Tobias' Blog
  • Ekballo Suus
  • The Triclinium
  • Judicii Sexti Roscii.
  • M. Porcius Cato's Blog
  • Rostrum Clodii
  • Killing Time at College
  • Cotidiana Res Meo Vitae
  • Honorius' Blog
  • Nephele's Gothic Anagrams
  • Diurnal Journal - On Occasion
  • The Language of Love
  • caldrail's Blog
  • Court of Antiochus
  • Casa di Livia
  • Northern Neil's guide to a level playing field
  • anima vagula blandula
  • Flavian Ampitheater of the Written Word
  • Divi Filius' Blog
  • GPM's blog
  • miguel's blog
  • VTC's Blog
  • G-Manicus' Blog
  • Klingan's Blog
  • cornelius_sulla's Blog
  • Ancient Writings
  • Aurelia's Insula
  • Centurion-Macro's Legionary barracks
  • dianamt54's Blog
  • Ghost Writer
  • GhostOfClayton's Blog
  • Viggen's Blog
  • The Contrarian
  • WotWotius' Blog
  • sonic's Blog
  • Medusa's Blog
  • Virgil61's Blog

Calendars

  • Calendar of Hisorical Roman Events
  • Events (UK and Europe)
  • Events (The Americas)

Categories

  • Free Classic Works in PDF
  • Historic Novels
  • Scientific Papers
  • Ancient Warfare Magazin

Find results in...

Find results that contain...


Date Created

  • Start

    End


Last Updated

  • Start

    End


Filter by number of...

Joined

  • Start

    End


Group


AIM


MSN


Website URL


ICQ


Yahoo


Jabber


Skype


Location


Interests

Found 1 result

  1. At the Charity life went on in a sort of organised chaos. You turned up, sat through a prayer meeting, then got told what your duties were for the day. I suppose I was lucky as I often got scheduled to work as a drivers mate on the company van, collecting and delivering secondhand furniture. A relaxing sort of job. Mostly. Okay, the driver was a bit highly stressed, often losing his temper, and of course the drawback to collecting and delivering furniture is that bulky objects are often heavy and don't always coveniently fit through the gaps provided. I had an advantage of course. Unlike many of the unemployed layabouts drafted to work at the Charity, I've long experience of getting musical equipment in and out of gigs, of long days and nights spent in a van, and even some casual multi-drop delivery work. I also had long experience of helping my father move furniture around the house. Not sure why it was ever necessary, but it gave him something to organise and so I got on with it. So it turned out to be something of a busman's holiday. The weather was glorious, we all had a good laugh in the van (except when the driver got annoyed at somebody), and trundled around the local area visiting houses we never knew existed, meeting all sorts of strange new life and new civilisations, going where vans have never been before. Sometimes you stopped by a huge expensive house to pick up donated odds and ends. All smiles and hearty farewells. Sometimes you delivered to the less salubrious hovels in town, places that haven't been cleaned since 1972, that stink of curry powder, urine, or other strange substances. Sometimes you had to take the door off to get the goods inside. Sometimes you had to disassemble the goods to get them through the door. Failure was never an option. It meant going back to base to face a manager who'd received an angry phone cal about wasted money. It's a funny thing. Life. I trained as an engineer, learned to be a musician, studied various categores of academic knowledge, became a private pilot in two countries, and yet despite all of that I still end up moving furniture around. Struggle Of The Week My fight for sanity in the jobsearching business goes on. Firstly there's Mrs Claims Advisor, who has been programmed by some secret organisation to repeat the same conversation over and over. "I don't why you're not getting anywhere. You're jobsearching is a high enough standard..." Think we might have covered this last week. And the week before that. "Why do you think you're not getting anywhere?" And this week too. So I patiently trot out the same reasons why finding gainful employment has so far eluded me. I'm not being dishonest or looking for excuses, but the reason she wants me to admit to is... Ummmh.... Errrr..... Actually I do know what she wants me to say but she's wrong. Completely. All she wants is for me to be exactly the same as every other claimant who comes before her. Variety, or indeed any form of individuality, is a difficult concept for a claims advisor. The other aspect of my fight for truth, justice, and the employable way us the Job Agency. I might have mentioned them earlier. Never in any sphere of human endeavour has a bureaucracy accumulated siuch a mammoth collection of self serving small minded pedantic pen pushers. Take this example. I look for work on an internet website. Usually you just select the vacancy that interests you, click on a few choices, add a little bit of supportive text, or perhaps answer a stuid question or two, then click on 'Apply'. You sit back and wait for the rejection in anything between two minutes and two months. Easy. However some agencies think applicants should be given more opoortunity to waste time and effort in applying for work, so they disable this easy option and get you to make a phone call instead, in which they tell you that they have a vacncy exactly the same as they advertised and could you please come and see them in their office? So why not just suggest that on the website and save me the bother of paying for a phone call? It gets worse. I asked for the name of the person the advert specified as the contact, which in this case turned out not be a person, but the agency itself. Eventually this confusion was ironed out. Who says I don't have communication skills? Then the lady said "All we have is this furniture warehouse vacancy. It will involve some heavy lifting...Is that what you want to do?" You know what? It was my childhood dream to lift heavy objects. I studied heavy weights at school, and got myself an O Level in Applied Lifting followed by a Degree in Industrial Physics. Ten years appprenticeship as a Manual Load Handler, followed by a fifteen year career of shoving and pushing. I also lift weights for a hobby. No. I'm joking. My CV doesn't say that, and neither did I. In fact I could barely resist laughing as I told her that lifting heavy objects wasn't exactly a career of choice but if it pays the bills.... You could hear her disappointment over the phone. Is she serious?
×