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It's not FAIR!!!!
Aug. 22nd, 2005 05:03 pmWell, Monday working day has now been and gone, and there's been no call/email on the job front. I am thusly assuming that I didn't get the job and will be recieving a letter to tell me so in due time. Am also fairly certain that I didn't get a part in that play.
I am now, officially, sulking.
Not only that, but it's raining. In fact, it won't frigging STOP raining. It is August. It is my holiday. What the fuck is going on here?
Also: Why do Boots insist on hiding the rude stuff? They're alsways moving it and never signpost it, so any sexually active, socially responisible customer has to trawl around it at least 3 times in search of family planning aides. And I am NOT going to ask someone where they are. I had a bad experience with that in the past.
And another thing: Why oh why do people insist on stopping in shop doorways? Hmm? Especially when it's raining and the person they're blocking is getting wet. Some bloody idiot with a fat middle aged woman in tow felt the urge to stop and shake the water from his brolly (at me, mind) in the doorway of EAT for a short eternity. Then when I tried to squeeze past, thus avoiding the water both he and Mother Nature was throwing at me, the old bitch he was with went all huffy and Marks & Spencer Shopper-y on my ass. Then I nearly slipped on the wet floor in my equally wet flip-flops.
I might have to go on a killing spree.
I am now, officially, sulking.
Not only that, but it's raining. In fact, it won't frigging STOP raining. It is August. It is my holiday. What the fuck is going on here?
Also: Why do Boots insist on hiding the rude stuff? They're alsways moving it and never signpost it, so any sexually active, socially responisible customer has to trawl around it at least 3 times in search of family planning aides. And I am NOT going to ask someone where they are. I had a bad experience with that in the past.
And another thing: Why oh why do people insist on stopping in shop doorways? Hmm? Especially when it's raining and the person they're blocking is getting wet. Some bloody idiot with a fat middle aged woman in tow felt the urge to stop and shake the water from his brolly (at me, mind) in the doorway of EAT for a short eternity. Then when I tried to squeeze past, thus avoiding the water both he and Mother Nature was throwing at me, the old bitch he was with went all huffy and Marks & Spencer Shopper-y on my ass. Then I nearly slipped on the wet floor in my equally wet flip-flops.
I might have to go on a killing spree.
