This morning beckoned a new day, a day where i'd be in a better mood... it fell short, dramatically. I woke up late as i have somehow broken the sound on my phone thus, my alarm doesn't work... woke up late "matter o' factly" because of this. This was just the beginning, then rushed to get ready, briefly gave George and Adam a good morning before i rushed off, only to miss my bus by about 10 seconds. Happened in that really annoying way.. walking up the road and you see it ross the top of the road as you walk up except this time i was only 50 meters away from the corner.. :( Then to wait 20 minutes at a freezing cold bus stop to get to Heathrow, and to be told i don't have enough money on my oyster card. I did wonder what all my money went towards on the london underground as i don't ever see any improvements in service or cleanliness... however i reluctantly put a pound on my card, walked back to the gate, for it to just refuse my card AGAIN. Trudged back to the machine to tell me it now only had 30p back on it. 'What?! I had been robbed in broad daylight!' i thought to myself, so i begrudgingly gave the machine a £5 note out of my wallet.. :| Then continued to the platform where the train i wished to board was pulling away, not the best of starts.
At work i spent the day on the gift mat, Irritating as it's not my job but everone seems to think so, yet again another monday tidying up the carnage left by the really painfully lazy weekend staff. I asked jay (my supervisor) if they ever did anything he told me in a sarcastic motion "They do but nothing productive, normally little things like picking their noses and stuff" I looked at him in a bitchy but sly manner and walked off. My life does seem to become somewhat transparent at times, i feel like everything is so predictable. i took my one photo today but haven't had the time to upload it so i took a picture of it from my camera apologies. It's only of the book i was reading at lunch. Good book :) Danny Wallace is a brilliant Author.
Start at 9.30 tommorow .. when Shelly (my manager) asked me if i didn't mind swapping hours so i worked 10-7 instead of 9/9.30-6 last week, i didn't realise what she really meant was "Do you mind working an extra hour next week?" She might aswell of, i went in at 9.30 this morning expecting ot be told off for being late.. when i was 30 minutes early, then i'm asked to come in at 9.30 tommorow because i've got till training but i still have to go home at 7, how is this fair? I don't know.
I'm beginning to become more settled there, however it has given me somewhat of a negative aura past few days, work realted negativity isn't always the best. Need to phone rochester soon and find out what's going on (AGAIN) taking th episs now really, it shouldn't be relying on me to be constantly contacting them, it's THEIR job like i do mine... :|
Going to bed now i guess, didn't see any friends or hayley tonight, came home (8.30ish) Watched tottenham beat west ham now going to bed, quite bad really. Will depress my day even further tommorow :( nevermind
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