I'd like to tell you I've been doing something alluring or productive in the time I've been away, such as going on holiday or happy-slapping Topshop employees with an ironic fist. Sadly for me, the truth isn't that compelling. The only new info I have for you is that I didn't get the job in Sainsburys, but I do have a job in Jessops...for four weeks until it closes.
The folk who work in Jessops are a lot more interesting than the job itself. We have a graduate in a walrus costume, whose life seems to have been sucked out of her through the gaps between her brown teeth, a Baldrick-wanabee who seems to have borrowed Patrick Stewart's head, and an old tea-maker who is probably the nicest and most pleasant man ever to come out of a womb. He would probably even offer to clean the blood from your shoes after you kicked his face in.
I think my laptop has finally passed on to the great big skip in the sky. Last night, it went black after a sudden heart-attack. It had to happen soon.
1 comment:
I never know what your upto these days,,
Only way I know is by looking at your blog. At least you have a job doley. You should keep going until the gay students get back at least. sell your arse for a tenner round the cinema.
Love from Ian (mother)
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