I knew I would hate it when I took it as an option from the temp agency. But, needs must and it'll do me some good i'm sure. The people are pleasant enough though, I say people, what I mean to say is that I am the only male in an open plan office full of accountancy type females.
That doesn't excite me as much as it would some of my straight(er) mates.
The job itself is a no-brainer, repetitive administrative tasks and number crunching, I tried not to engage too much in random chat and nobody tried to engage me particularly. Which, for now suits me just fine. I won't bore you with the details, I nearly fell asleep doing the job, so it wouldn't interest you much more... The bus journey to and from, now that was interesting...whilst the dangerously squeeky bus with no suspension hurtled along the back roads between here and wetherby, I randomly I realised I am capable of forgiving, given the opportunity, but not forgetting. I remember almost everything regardless of how much time passes. In the same way a bus stop remembers to be where it is on a bus route I guess, but is only stopped at when it is needed.
Or something.
Ahem.
Off out tonight for a pint or two with The Minister, it is afterall Midweek Celebration Night. I'll be toasting my sister, whose birthday it is today, my ex (and mother of moo) whose birthday it is tomorrow and also jimmytofu who will be getting married in japan tomorrow (in real time) to the southern belle that is sarah. As if that wasn't exciting enough, Tofu's extended away mission to japan draws to a close in the next week or so...by jimmeny, it'll be good to have him and his zen(ness) back again...even if he does have a wife. ;)
Poor me. The only unmarried one left.
I can not imagine why.....lol!
Think i'll go listen to some Morrisey now. First of the gang to die I reckon...
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