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Day at work... day off... day at work... day off... day at work...
This is the retail world which I thought I'd left behind years ago & yet am currently stuck in. Like Ford Prefect, I came for a week & have been here for ages.
The alleged payrise promised by The Hobbit (for running the joint in every aspect but name) has amounted to an extra $50 per fortnight. Yee Ha. I'm also entering the Fortnight of Abstinence because it's the time of month where the whole measly wage gets swallowed by car payments & insurance to keep OBluV8 in my driveway & on the road ~ a reminder of where I come from & where I should be. I'm stranded a looong way from the tax bracket I call home.
Thank your god for friends & their pleasant distractions. One of which is coming up on the 5th of May...
( A short gig for a man, a giant leap for working womankind )
More distractions yesterday ~ mostly at the hands of the staff of the Friend In Hand hotel in Glebe, who pour a fine pint of Guinness... & I needed one after eating cinnamon donuts covered in chocolate sauce & salt, with no hands... in fact, I could have done with another pint after the one I had after my winning bout of scoffing. And maybe one more after that, considering the sights that were yet to come... Thanks to SarinG, Dorukai & Sapia for surrendering to madness & bacchanalian indulgence.
I could still taste the sweet'n'sour combination at 3am this morning, whilst watching the Australians beat the South Africans at the Cricket World Cup. This would have to be one of the longest tournaments ever!! 7 weeks & we're not at the final yet... although I think that's on Saturday or Sunday night. At last.
Now, dinner.
This is the retail world which I thought I'd left behind years ago & yet am currently stuck in. Like Ford Prefect, I came for a week & have been here for ages.
The alleged payrise promised by The Hobbit (for running the joint in every aspect but name) has amounted to an extra $50 per fortnight. Yee Ha. I'm also entering the Fortnight of Abstinence because it's the time of month where the whole measly wage gets swallowed by car payments & insurance to keep OBluV8 in my driveway & on the road ~ a reminder of where I come from & where I should be. I'm stranded a looong way from the tax bracket I call home.
Thank your god for friends & their pleasant distractions. One of which is coming up on the 5th of May...
( A short gig for a man, a giant leap for working womankind )
More distractions yesterday ~ mostly at the hands of the staff of the Friend In Hand hotel in Glebe, who pour a fine pint of Guinness... & I needed one after eating cinnamon donuts covered in chocolate sauce & salt, with no hands... in fact, I could have done with another pint after the one I had after my winning bout of scoffing. And maybe one more after that, considering the sights that were yet to come... Thanks to SarinG, Dorukai & Sapia for surrendering to madness & bacchanalian indulgence.
I could still taste the sweet'n'sour combination at 3am this morning, whilst watching the Australians beat the South Africans at the Cricket World Cup. This would have to be one of the longest tournaments ever!! 7 weeks & we're not at the final yet... although I think that's on Saturday or Sunday night. At last.
Now, dinner.
