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Jul. 26th, 2006 06:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolToday I stole a Mars Bar from work. I feel dreadful, but the pile of them has been sitting thee, untouched, since I started there. Also, I have totted up all the unpaid overtime of the last three weeks and there is four hours worth of it, I've never taken a break longer than five minutes and often I stay late. Nor, might I add, do I take the free dinner I'm offered (which, I might add, generally consists of whatevers in the fridge that you ask the cook to make up) so frankly I feel that I am totally owed my illicit Mars Bar.
I will eat it tonight and it will be GLORIOUS. Mwahaha. Anyway, Wednesday's have more than twice the workload, considering that I have fruit and twice the washing up to deal with, so I DO NOT CARE. RAH.
*debates flocking this*
Anyway. I'm a little peeved off because no one bothered to tell me 'by the way, that Sandra lady you're covering for is the one in the dining room staring at you' when I was running around like a headless chicken with too many knives and forks. She came into visit, and by god but I felt like I was being inspected. YOU ARE TAKING MY JOB, PLEASE TO BE STAYING ILL UNTIL SEPTEMBER. YOU GET SICK PAY, I GO BACK INTO DEBT.
Ahem.
Today I phoned![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sevenhelz, but she was not in. If you find a missed call from someone with an Ormskirk number, that's me. (01695 etc.) I did not leave a message because I am scarily incoherant at this. But still! I didn't phone the opticians, but I'm doing that tomorrow. There is a wee reminder on my phone and everything. I will do it, and be productive, and not realise that I've spent pretty much all of July sitting around the house or cleaning up after old people.
I am hungry, and tonight I'm foraging for myself. Normally, I would cope admirably with this, except Mum does not actually keep a well-stocked cupboard. I can always cook for myself at uni, but here, it's all health food. How in the name of God do you actually cook healthily? I cook very healthily when armed with my Plan For The Week, but when I'm cooking off the cuff, I cook terribly.
Ho hum.
~Hathy_Col~
I will eat it tonight and it will be GLORIOUS. Mwahaha. Anyway, Wednesday's have more than twice the workload, considering that I have fruit and twice the washing up to deal with, so I DO NOT CARE. RAH.
*debates flocking this*
Anyway. I'm a little peeved off because no one bothered to tell me 'by the way, that Sandra lady you're covering for is the one in the dining room staring at you' when I was running around like a headless chicken with too many knives and forks. She came into visit, and by god but I felt like I was being inspected. YOU ARE TAKING MY JOB, PLEASE TO BE STAYING ILL UNTIL SEPTEMBER. YOU GET SICK PAY, I GO BACK INTO DEBT.
Ahem.
Today I phoned
sevenhelz, but she was not in. If you find a missed call from someone with an Ormskirk number, that's me. (01695 etc.) I did not leave a message because I am scarily incoherant at this. But still! I didn't phone the opticians, but I'm doing that tomorrow. There is a wee reminder on my phone and everything. I will do it, and be productive, and not realise that I've spent pretty much all of July sitting around the house or cleaning up after old people.I am hungry, and tonight I'm foraging for myself. Normally, I would cope admirably with this, except Mum does not actually keep a well-stocked cupboard. I can always cook for myself at uni, but here, it's all health food. How in the name of God do you actually cook healthily? I cook very healthily when armed with my Plan For The Week, but when I'm cooking off the cuff, I cook terribly.
Ho hum.
~Hathy_Col~
