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Thursday, 25 November 2004 19:20Because it's too true as far as I'm concerned:
And yes, that was absolutely my first try. Had no idea what I was doing.
In other Clarenews- I actually had a JOB interview today. It was OK. It was for an information/news agency near Canary Wharf. Basically you sit in an office and regurgitate the news for clients. Whatever.
Am very tired like always. The other woman who sort of shares my job at Three Valleys Water has been off sick, so yesterday I did EVERYTHING, which was difficult considering I don't know half the stuff. I was so busy at one point doing everything that one of the blokes in the office made a point of saying I was doing a good job. I suspect this was to make me feel better, which I do appreciate. Mind you, there's some stuff that the other woman does that NOBODY else knew how to do. Isn't that insane? That only one person actually knows? I dread to think what happened today if she was still sick- neither of us would've been there to sort it out- and some of the defects we deal with have 2 hour deadlines. I think the word we're all looking for is: bollocks.
Have written some more of my original, probably shit, story. Sneaked bits in at work over the last few days and emailed it to myself. With the exception of the Halloween drabble,I haven't done any HP stuff for literally months and haven't started the Christmas challenge yet. Just as well nobody actually reads my Sequel that Actually Seems to Have Fucked Off and Died a Death.
Also, if any of you are Shane MacGowan fans, might I suggest a trip to www.shanemacgowan.com and then reading about the petition to get his 'manager' fired? It's very interesting and you might care to sign the petition. Just for those of you who like the guy.
*hugs to you all*
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And yes, that was absolutely my first try. Had no idea what I was doing.
In other Clarenews- I actually had a JOB interview today. It was OK. It was for an information/news agency near Canary Wharf. Basically you sit in an office and regurgitate the news for clients. Whatever.
Am very tired like always. The other woman who sort of shares my job at Three Valleys Water has been off sick, so yesterday I did EVERYTHING, which was difficult considering I don't know half the stuff. I was so busy at one point doing everything that one of the blokes in the office made a point of saying I was doing a good job. I suspect this was to make me feel better, which I do appreciate. Mind you, there's some stuff that the other woman does that NOBODY else knew how to do. Isn't that insane? That only one person actually knows? I dread to think what happened today if she was still sick- neither of us would've been there to sort it out- and some of the defects we deal with have 2 hour deadlines. I think the word we're all looking for is: bollocks.
Have written some more of my original, probably shit, story. Sneaked bits in at work over the last few days and emailed it to myself. With the exception of the Halloween drabble,I haven't done any HP stuff for literally months and haven't started the Christmas challenge yet. Just as well nobody actually reads my Sequel that Actually Seems to Have Fucked Off and Died a Death.
Also, if any of you are Shane MacGowan fans, might I suggest a trip to www.shanemacgowan.com and then reading about the petition to get his 'manager' fired? It's very interesting and you might care to sign the petition. Just for those of you who like the guy.
*hugs to you all*