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hathycolLast night, after I did my "The world is full of ARSEHOLES and I hate them all and when the revolution comes they'll be the first ones up against the wall" rant I went to Guides to do my leadery bit. Well, that was a mistake.
Maureen is back from her around the world trip type thing, and oh MY am I jealous. She went to New Zealand. She went to New Zealand and described, in detail, how all the places she went seemed to have a LOTR connection, how she saw the bloody MISTY MOUNTAINS.
Nearly cried in jealousy. Especially since the Hobbit I was promised did not materialise. *grins*
But the Guides were being pains again. I sincerely hope I was never like that, at least not the extent that I turned around and told them to "Shut up, you big geek" in a thoroughly vicious manner, and then told to, basically, go away. I wouldn't have minded should it have been joking or from my sister, but from Lyndsey, who is also supposed to be a Ranger? Well, I came out feeling rather bitter and generally a little disappointed. I really shouldn't bother going anymore. I'm evidently not wanted.
Anyway. I woke up this morning after having what was evidently the most peaceful night of sleep for ages. Recently, I've woken up with the sheets all over the place and the duvet tugged out. This morning, nothing was moved at all. It was quite nice, actually. It also meant I was in physical pain trying to get out of bed. *hits self*
Work was a little bit like Iraq, for lack of a better term. All we were missing was a BBC camera crew; at any moment, I expected a dude in a white suit to grab hold of one of us and start talking about how "This poor civilian, caught in the middle of a battle between barbeques and garden furniture, is nothing more than an innocent observer to events she knows much about and yet cannot change..." etc.
I should explain about my work, since on this friends list,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cucharita and hammer_strike go to college directly opposite it but only loneraven seems to have entered the dread portal of the sliding doors. I work in a DIY store, that's generally considered to be a bit posh. As such, it's the lowest paying one but you can pretty much work when and if you fancy. It's extraordinarily low on staff (it evem hired me!) and we all tend to run around like headless chickens and scare customers. Mind you, we're the biggest Homebase in the universe (unless there's a bigger one around Alpha Centuri that we've not been told about) so that seems to count for something. I have to wear a hideous green uniform. The staff are strictly split in half; they're students like me, or they're all middle-aged women who never really made it anywhere.
And the whole place is built like a greenhouse. Whatever weather is outside, you can guarantee it's worse inside. And today was dire. It was just pleasantly warm outside, nice and sunny and the type of weather designed for us lazy bums to go out into the garden and pretend to revise. Instead, I went to Homebase. It was about 5 degress warmer inside than it was out, the air was suffocating, babies were crying and staff were melting. The queues were immense, and I did snap at someone at one point.
"Look, I only work here. I do not make decisions, and if you can't understand the sign, I'm sorry! Go to customer services and see a manager if you want to alter something that is NOT MY FAULT! I'm not going to shin up there and change the sign, am I?"
My shift has never gone as slow. I hope tomorrow is as warm. I need to revise and I WILL do it in the garden.
This surprisingly accurate quiz was nabbed fromelfnut:
On the plus side, I've finally got a discount card from work! Yay! I can decorate my room! I love the colours in my room, but the paint is old and it's starting to chip. I may as well give it a fresh lick if I can get the quality paint cheap. *grins*
Only me and Megan at home at the moment. Mum and Dad have gone ou to see Shaun Of The Dead, weirdly. At least someone else in the house will get my hysterical reaction whenever I hear the Trafford Centre advert with "Don't Stop Me Now."
I'm going to go and get my ass into gear for Tuilenn's Tale. I've been far too lazy with it this week.
~Hathy_Col~
Maureen is back from her around the world trip type thing, and oh MY am I jealous. She went to New Zealand. She went to New Zealand and described, in detail, how all the places she went seemed to have a LOTR connection, how she saw the bloody MISTY MOUNTAINS.
Nearly cried in jealousy. Especially since the Hobbit I was promised did not materialise. *grins*
But the Guides were being pains again. I sincerely hope I was never like that, at least not the extent that I turned around and told them to "Shut up, you big geek" in a thoroughly vicious manner, and then told to, basically, go away. I wouldn't have minded should it have been joking or from my sister, but from Lyndsey, who is also supposed to be a Ranger? Well, I came out feeling rather bitter and generally a little disappointed. I really shouldn't bother going anymore. I'm evidently not wanted.
Anyway. I woke up this morning after having what was evidently the most peaceful night of sleep for ages. Recently, I've woken up with the sheets all over the place and the duvet tugged out. This morning, nothing was moved at all. It was quite nice, actually. It also meant I was in physical pain trying to get out of bed. *hits self*
Work was a little bit like Iraq, for lack of a better term. All we were missing was a BBC camera crew; at any moment, I expected a dude in a white suit to grab hold of one of us and start talking about how "This poor civilian, caught in the middle of a battle between barbeques and garden furniture, is nothing more than an innocent observer to events she knows much about and yet cannot change..." etc.
I should explain about my work, since on this friends list,
cucharita and hammer_strike go to college directly opposite it but only loneraven seems to have entered the dread portal of the sliding doors. I work in a DIY store, that's generally considered to be a bit posh. As such, it's the lowest paying one but you can pretty much work when and if you fancy. It's extraordinarily low on staff (it evem hired me!) and we all tend to run around like headless chickens and scare customers. Mind you, we're the biggest Homebase in the universe (unless there's a bigger one around Alpha Centuri that we've not been told about) so that seems to count for something. I have to wear a hideous green uniform. The staff are strictly split in half; they're students like me, or they're all middle-aged women who never really made it anywhere.And the whole place is built like a greenhouse. Whatever weather is outside, you can guarantee it's worse inside. And today was dire. It was just pleasantly warm outside, nice and sunny and the type of weather designed for us lazy bums to go out into the garden and pretend to revise. Instead, I went to Homebase. It was about 5 degress warmer inside than it was out, the air was suffocating, babies were crying and staff were melting. The queues were immense, and I did snap at someone at one point.
"Look, I only work here. I do not make decisions, and if you can't understand the sign, I'm sorry! Go to customer services and see a manager if you want to alter something that is NOT MY FAULT! I'm not going to shin up there and change the sign, am I?"
My shift has never gone as slow. I hope tomorrow is as warm. I need to revise and I WILL do it in the garden.
This surprisingly accurate quiz was nabbed from
elfnut:On the plus side, I've finally got a discount card from work! Yay! I can decorate my room! I love the colours in my room, but the paint is old and it's starting to chip. I may as well give it a fresh lick if I can get the quality paint cheap. *grins*
Only me and Megan at home at the moment. Mum and Dad have gone ou to see Shaun Of The Dead, weirdly. At least someone else in the house will get my hysterical reaction whenever I hear the Trafford Centre advert with "Don't Stop Me Now."
I'm going to go and get my ass into gear for Tuilenn's Tale. I've been far too lazy with it this week.
~Hathy_Col~
