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Jul. 12th, 2006 04:26 pmYou know you're having a bad day when:
-The emergency traffic lights for the roadworks surround the end of your street, thereby making you very confused and as such, later than you wanted for work.
-Upon arrival in work, the Nice Nurse has not been in, and as such, there is nothing ready at all in the kitchen, meaning you have to run around the kitchen finding everything and putting it all out on the tables. My job starts, officially, at eight. However, I meant to have all of breakfast set out for eight. I am like Father Christmas, except I bring an entire dining room cornflakes, rather than breakfasts for the whole world. The physics is the same. Either way, I've still had to work an entra ten minutes every morning for free, just to get the stuff from the kitchen onto the tables. I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO POUR CEREALS AND SCOOP BUTTER AND MARMALADE AND GRAPEFRUIT. I BARELY HAVE TIME TO MAKE FRESH TEA.
-The milk for the day is piled on a wheelchair because the fridge is BROKEN. Find self hauling ice from the freezer downstairs to placing milk bottles in a bucket and hoping Girl Guide training will come through again.
-Ten minutes after this, the fridge is fixed by Alec Two. Put milk back in and try not to swear.
-You overfill the washing up bowl to the extent where you have an interesting flood. Note that it is only 9.30am and resist urge to cry.
-... and then you explode milk in the microwave. Fortunately, no one noticed this one.
-You do tea and coffee rounds and frightening amount of washing up, collect the assorted coffee cups, do the tables in the dining room and SUDDENLY IT IS LUNCHTIME. My break appears to ave disappeared.
-... and then note that puddings have burnt. Contemplate washing up and once again contemplate hiding under the sink until all the people go away.
-All the jobs are not finished, and as such I have an exciting day planned tomorrow in which I frantically try and clean the dishwasher out OH YAY.
-The timesheet has gone AWOL. It was in my bag yesterday, and now it is. I'm going to bring a new one in tomorrow and beg Laura to sing for all the days I've worked because if I don't get paid for the last five days of back-breaking work (literally, I'm in more than a bit of pain right about now) I am going to kill people wih a ladle.
In conclusion, today has sucked. BUT IT IS PAYDAY ON FRIDAY and then I have Saturday AND Sunday off and I am unfeasibly excited about this. In between the exhaustion, naturally, but OHGOD TIME OFF. Instead of counting sheep, I go through the tea rota to send myself to sleep of an evening now. That's not right.
On the bright side, tomorrow is an easier day in terms of pots and pans. So that's a bit of a blessing, because after today, what with the worry about my timesheet, I'm looking for them.
~Hathy_Col~
-The emergency traffic lights for the roadworks surround the end of your street, thereby making you very confused and as such, later than you wanted for work.
-Upon arrival in work, the Nice Nurse has not been in, and as such, there is nothing ready at all in the kitchen, meaning you have to run around the kitchen finding everything and putting it all out on the tables. My job starts, officially, at eight. However, I meant to have all of breakfast set out for eight. I am like Father Christmas, except I bring an entire dining room cornflakes, rather than breakfasts for the whole world. The physics is the same. Either way, I've still had to work an entra ten minutes every morning for free, just to get the stuff from the kitchen onto the tables. I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO POUR CEREALS AND SCOOP BUTTER AND MARMALADE AND GRAPEFRUIT. I BARELY HAVE TIME TO MAKE FRESH TEA.
-The milk for the day is piled on a wheelchair because the fridge is BROKEN. Find self hauling ice from the freezer downstairs to placing milk bottles in a bucket and hoping Girl Guide training will come through again.
-Ten minutes after this, the fridge is fixed by Alec Two. Put milk back in and try not to swear.
-You overfill the washing up bowl to the extent where you have an interesting flood. Note that it is only 9.30am and resist urge to cry.
-... and then you explode milk in the microwave. Fortunately, no one noticed this one.
-You do tea and coffee rounds and frightening amount of washing up, collect the assorted coffee cups, do the tables in the dining room and SUDDENLY IT IS LUNCHTIME. My break appears to ave disappeared.
-... and then note that puddings have burnt. Contemplate washing up and once again contemplate hiding under the sink until all the people go away.
-All the jobs are not finished, and as such I have an exciting day planned tomorrow in which I frantically try and clean the dishwasher out OH YAY.
-The timesheet has gone AWOL. It was in my bag yesterday, and now it is. I'm going to bring a new one in tomorrow and beg Laura to sing for all the days I've worked because if I don't get paid for the last five days of back-breaking work (literally, I'm in more than a bit of pain right about now) I am going to kill people wih a ladle.
In conclusion, today has sucked. BUT IT IS PAYDAY ON FRIDAY and then I have Saturday AND Sunday off and I am unfeasibly excited about this. In between the exhaustion, naturally, but OHGOD TIME OFF. Instead of counting sheep, I go through the tea rota to send myself to sleep of an evening now. That's not right.
On the bright side, tomorrow is an easier day in terms of pots and pans. So that's a bit of a blessing, because after today, what with the worry about my timesheet, I'm looking for them.
~Hathy_Col~
