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minervasolo^_^ Jacobi and Tor look like they're having a good time, Spiderman reviews crayons, a new person friended me (hi arke!) and 'The Pit' is in the Diorama Hallowe'en anthology
Work is surprisingly satisfying at the moment. not just because I get paid on Friday (woo!) but also because I get a surpring amount of responsibility. Considering I'm basically an Acting Assistant Manager whenever Sabrina nad Jacqui aren't in, after only three months, it looks great on CVs. I get to access the emails and everything, which takes bloody hours but at least keeps me off the shop floor. Do all the phone stuff and training the new girl (Kathy, Chinese very sweet, does in no way look 25) and rearranging stuff on the shop floor. And I'm opening up and cashing up, and I'm being helpful by doing mad hours (9-1 and 6-8). It all looks great on CVs, it's very little effort, and I get paid overtime almost all the time. And it's really daftly rewarding. This girl came in yesterday looking for a dress she saw in London. I had to go and wander around teh stock rooms for her, but I found it. She kept telling me I'd made her day, and looked so incredibly happy, and it was very "Aww! You're making my day!"
But then, I could get job satisfaction from standing in the corner of a room smiling at people. ... no, wait, that is my job. Still done wonders for my people skills, and I get money. On Friday. Woo.
The fact I normally post a few times a day, and normally about stuff, kind of suggests how much work has taken over my life recently. A whole post almost entirely about work, when I haven't really been posting often. Of course, I haven't been posting often because I've been working. I haven't been doing anything often except working. :(
The 'tickle me pink' picture on the spiderman thing is so badly dodgy.
Oh, thinking of dodgy:
The air of the sleeping chamber seemed to palpitate with the hopeless passion of the girls. They writhed feverishly under the opppressiveness of an emotion thrust on them by cruel Nature's law - an emotion which they had neither expected nor desired. The incident of the day had fanned the flame that was burning inside of their hearts out, and the torture was almost more than they could endure. The differences which distinguished them as individuals were abstracted by this passion, and each was but portion of one organism called sex.
Not a lesbian orgy, but Tess of the D'Urbervilles. Though judging by the rest of the book, and a lot of the notes in the back, I wouldn't be too surprised if Hardy hadn't known what it sounded like. They're a sex organism. Hmmm.
Hah! See, literature. Not just a post about work ^_^
Work is surprisingly satisfying at the moment. not just because I get paid on Friday (woo!) but also because I get a surpring amount of responsibility. Considering I'm basically an Acting Assistant Manager whenever Sabrina nad Jacqui aren't in, after only three months, it looks great on CVs. I get to access the emails and everything, which takes bloody hours but at least keeps me off the shop floor. Do all the phone stuff and training the new girl (Kathy, Chinese very sweet, does in no way look 25) and rearranging stuff on the shop floor. And I'm opening up and cashing up, and I'm being helpful by doing mad hours (9-1 and 6-8). It all looks great on CVs, it's very little effort, and I get paid overtime almost all the time. And it's really daftly rewarding. This girl came in yesterday looking for a dress she saw in London. I had to go and wander around teh stock rooms for her, but I found it. She kept telling me I'd made her day, and looked so incredibly happy, and it was very "Aww! You're making my day!"
But then, I could get job satisfaction from standing in the corner of a room smiling at people. ... no, wait, that is my job. Still done wonders for my people skills, and I get money. On Friday. Woo.
The fact I normally post a few times a day, and normally about stuff, kind of suggests how much work has taken over my life recently. A whole post almost entirely about work, when I haven't really been posting often. Of course, I haven't been posting often because I've been working. I haven't been doing anything often except working. :(
The 'tickle me pink' picture on the spiderman thing is so badly dodgy.
Oh, thinking of dodgy:
The air of the sleeping chamber seemed to palpitate with the hopeless passion of the girls. They writhed feverishly under the opppressiveness of an emotion thrust on them by cruel Nature's law - an emotion which they had neither expected nor desired. The incident of the day had fanned the flame that was burning inside of their hearts out, and the torture was almost more than they could endure. The differences which distinguished them as individuals were abstracted by this passion, and each was but portion of one organism called sex.
Not a lesbian orgy, but Tess of the D'Urbervilles. Though judging by the rest of the book, and a lot of the notes in the back, I wouldn't be too surprised if Hardy hadn't known what it sounded like. They're a sex organism. Hmmm.
Hah! See, literature. Not just a post about work ^_^
