
What I really wanted for my birthday!
Pressie Tally:
Monsters Inc video
Sully and Mike toys
Hello Kitty goodies
choccies
2 books on China
Money
I was awake for the earthquake that happened in england in the early hours of monday morning. Woohir. It rattled my ikea shelf.
I spent the last two days suffering with gastric flu. This involved me vomiting till the there was no acid left, shitting alot a lack of lucidity. I couldn’t stop ranting and raving and moaning. I knew I was shouting out “Oh god, stop it, noooooo, help, no no no” all day long because I just couldn’t keep my gob shut. I couldn’t keep anything down, not even water. I also had a terrible fever. You feel like you have flu (hence the name) but without the stuffed up nose. Hellish is too nice a word to describe it. Try shitting and vomiting at the same time, it’s very hard to co-ordinate!
Today I feel a vast improvement but I woke up to find my parents are now suffering.
I’m walking like a spasticated robot at the moment due to an injury to my left foot.
My dumb bint of a boss is taking the piss while her boss is on holiday. She had 9 cigarette breaks today and then barks at us for not getting the job done quick enough.
I was just correcting my blog template and I noticed my meta code. Instead of writing blogsnob I’d written blogsnog
Okay I’ll get my coat….
Well I got the job at Help the Aged, but I turned it down! I must be mad because I’m just so desperate to get out of my present job. It just didn’t feel right for me though. I can’t quite put my finger on why it would be wrong for me but I think it would. Sometimes it’s better the devil you know….
I have a great sense of guilt hanging over my head now. Why, I don’t know but I do.
I have an interview at Help the Aged tomorrow. I really should prepare for it, like ask myself why I want this job (well answer the question without slagging off my present job ha!) and read the bumph they sent me so I look like I’ve done my research. No doubt I will read it all on the bus tomorrow and panic. I’m a terrible procrastinator.
I’m saying nothing about the relevance of the date 11/09 only that it’s my grandad’s birthday and I bought him some slippers hehe.
I made dumb mistake at work today which had me in fits of laughter.
When we answer the phone at work we have to give this long winded bit of speech:
“Good morning the Factory Shop, Ilkley, Emma speaking how can I help you?”
Well I picked up the phone and said “Good morning the Factory Shop, Ilkley..oh” and slammed the phone down. I thought I’d heard a fax trying to get through, because it happens alot so I just put it down. So the phone rings again immediately but I’m busy with customers. Then I get an internal call from my boss as to ask why I’d just slmammed the phone down on the Director of the company. HAHAH. Hey I’d heard the beeps so his phone must be shite! Oh well I don’t give a flying fuck anymore. My boss was horrifid that I did that. I didn’t apologise though.
Good news: I have a job interview on thursday. I shan’t say anymore because I don’t wanna jinx it! Oh someone give me a job please, anything to get away from Evil Debra and her cohorts!