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Back back and backness~!
Well turns out I am an idiot and said to work (and everyone else oops) I was away until the first. My bad. But I rang them today and they've given me hours for tomorrow. Wow!!
As for the holiday. Major rollercoaster. It ranged from insane running around and yelling, and propelling myself into the waves, and getting a few bruises and sand rashes in the process, to sobbing uncontrollably and confessing to whichever ear was closest. But for the most part it was pretty fun. I found out a couple of good curries, and celebrated Amanda's 20th with her. I gained a friend, and lost control a couple of times. Got very drunk on a couple of occasions. Tried to do a Shot Century. And failed because of an awesome pizza dinner which I did not want to lose. I still maintain if we waited I would've done twice as many. Argued over the most trivial of things. Played Hay Barn, the funniest of drinking games!
Anyway. I should go. see ya's all soon.
Well, I'm off! Cheerio!
I should really update before I head to Alex Heads on this trip of mine. Hmmm maybe that preparatory smirnoff wasn't such a good idea after all.
Anyway. Other than the other day, work has been uneventful. Glenda and I had a deep and meaningful yesterday, when I thanked her for supporting me after my hissy fit. Yet again, I am overwhelmed with the people who really do care. She is not one for gushing emotion, but she simply said that she liked me. She's always looked out for me.
I'm a little hesitant about this trip. It's got a lot of emotion behind everything. I've been advised not to go by a few people, but Manda insists that I should... I'll take it as it comes.
This alcohol is going to my head and seeping into my now clumsy fingers, meaning I have had to retype this sentence four times. And that does not mean the end result will make any sense to the sober... and thus, I bid you all adieu for January.
February here I come!!
Please someone hit me hard so I can finally snap. It's been building.
I had a hard day at work. The shop usually gets a busload of people in at a time, and then dead for a while, and then another. But it was dead for half the day this time, and then all the busses came at once. There were people lined up at the counter waiting to even ask for help. I was answering the questions of a couple of customers while waiting for another to pay, so that I could get back to the person I had put on hold on the phone. And all three of us were trying to keep the people in line happy, and make sure they didn't walk out. Then, the rush lulled slightly, and viola~! Telstra glitches, and our computers shut down. We have to write manual dockets out for each individual sale and look up the prices in the book. There are three of us, two docket books and two price books. Meanwhile, I am surprised I've handled all this pretty well considering both Glenda and Margaret have nerves on edge, as I fumble around with protocol I know very little about, and trying to appease an already frustrated customer with assurances that the blind 'isn't that hard to mount and you shouldn't need instructions' (and the stupid people who made the blinds haven't put them in the pack, and we don't have a copy, because our blinds are different, so even if I did have a clue on how to put it up, I couldn't help you)
The computers came back online after that, and fixed. And then the grand finale: I decided to balance the banking to make sure nothing went wrong in the offline stage. I typed the password in the EFTPOS machine wrong. Once. Twice. And the third time locked me out. Which means no transactions for 10 minutes.
I strode out the back. I could've probably handled it, but I didn't want to. It was 3:30. I hadn't even had a break, let alone lunch. I was just worn thin. This week had been hectic enough, and feeling incapable the entire week, realising how little I knew at work, and not to mention my emotional state with my private life at the minute.
It wasn't too bad. But I am sick of unspoken disapproval and more so the tension that goes unsaid and unresolved. I'm just glad of Glenda being so supportive and Margaret tried to cheer me up as best she could.
And now that rant is over. Thank you to everyone who has been so supportive and listened to my shit over the past three or so weeks. I have been surprised at the number of people who have stepped forward to help and just the level of understanding and care... I am truly touched. Thank you again.
Hmm I've just about chewed off my thumbnail. Not a good sign. Well neither is most of behaviour today.
But... yesh. Uhm.... Work was crazy today. I think Glenda was a little pissed off at me today, but she's okay now I think :S...
Yesterday I saw Amanda for the first time (mutually) voluntarily since our split. It was nice to see her again, but confusing and hard too. We had lunch and picked out photos that were taken at a professional studio months ago. They were so expensive, and the woman gave us no favours. But $98 for a memory was well worth it. Then I headed into work.
Tuesday I head to the coast. Ack!! I have no idea whether I can handle this now... After yesterday I just feel so fuzzy. I have a feeling we did it all wrong, but it was okay at the time.
Anyway, I'm so dead. Night night.