Can't blame you. Commuting by public transport is difficult unless you work in a city centre. Expensive too.
The problem at Morrisons and all it's little companies (like ours) is that there are too many chiefs and not enough indians.
Aye, it cost me more than a days wage to get there and back. But it was the ballache of it that did for me. I was forever on the move, no time to relax. Shame though, as I really enjoyed that place, best set of lads I've worked with. I was going to move back to tarn at one point, but then this job looked interesting and is just a 5 minute drive (or 20 minute walk) away. Better money, better hours, closer, no need to move etc. But in this day and age, nowt's secure. And it's not a job I love or owt. I ****** up leaving further education when I did. But, tha plays the hand thaz got I suppose.
I carried on in further education and I hate my job. That's probably why I'm so annoyed all the time! I have to have a lie down when I get home as I'm worn out. It's depressing. I don't mind a long journey as such but it's when your journey is broken up into walk/bus/train/bus/walk. Horrendous. I'll shut up now.
It wasn't thee yer daft apeth. It wasn't anybody, because I got it wrong. I read summat and got the wrong end of the stick and had a bit of a 'moment'. I feel a bit daft misen nar.