That Was The Weekend, That Was...
... and, as usual, it passed in a blur of working and sleeping...
Saturday... down in the shop working today, which was okay, I guess... and it meant I only had to start at 10am - not 8am like will be my fate in a couple of weeks, as the boss is away, and I have to open up the store... oh, joy(!)
And, guess what? Our shopgirl's not going to be back until Wednesday at the very earliest. I texted the boss mid-afternoon to say I had an appointment on Monday morning, but hopefully *name with-held* would be back. He phoned a bit later to say her ankle's still so swollen that they can't tell if it's broken or not, and it's going to be plastered on Wednesday. She reckons she'll get the plaster on and come in that day, but the boss says she's going to need time to get used to the plaster, so she probably won't be in all next week. For fuck's sake... all this coz of a hockey game!
Oh, and someone could have told me that it wasn't a good idea to wear those Crocs shoes with your bare feet... I spent most of the morning either in my bare feet, or treading very carefully in my sweaty shoes so I didn't slip and land in a heap at the foot of some poor unfortunate customer. But I went out at dinnertime and got a pair of trainer liners. They were okay after that.
After work was shopping, then an evening of pizza, a glass of wine, "Casualty" and then a DVD. Tonight's choice was "The Pacifier", starring Vin Diesel... a moderately okay film, but hubba, that guy's got muscles (yes, I'm shallow... so sue me...).
Sunday... A lazy day. Watched another DVD (see "Great Moments..." following this to see what one. And slept. And had a chat with Viki on MSN tonight.
And that's been my weekend. I've got an appointment at the Citizens Advice Bureau tomorrow morning, and then I guess my fate is to be in the shop for the rest of the day (so no sneaky blogging or SN postings, alas)...
Saturday... down in the shop working today, which was okay, I guess... and it meant I only had to start at 10am - not 8am like will be my fate in a couple of weeks, as the boss is away, and I have to open up the store... oh, joy(!)
And, guess what? Our shopgirl's not going to be back until Wednesday at the very earliest. I texted the boss mid-afternoon to say I had an appointment on Monday morning, but hopefully *name with-held* would be back. He phoned a bit later to say her ankle's still so swollen that they can't tell if it's broken or not, and it's going to be plastered on Wednesday. She reckons she'll get the plaster on and come in that day, but the boss says she's going to need time to get used to the plaster, so she probably won't be in all next week. For fuck's sake... all this coz of a hockey game!
Oh, and someone could have told me that it wasn't a good idea to wear those Crocs shoes with your bare feet... I spent most of the morning either in my bare feet, or treading very carefully in my sweaty shoes so I didn't slip and land in a heap at the foot of some poor unfortunate customer. But I went out at dinnertime and got a pair of trainer liners. They were okay after that.
After work was shopping, then an evening of pizza, a glass of wine, "Casualty" and then a DVD. Tonight's choice was "The Pacifier", starring Vin Diesel... a moderately okay film, but hubba, that guy's got muscles (yes, I'm shallow... so sue me...).
Sunday... A lazy day. Watched another DVD (see "Great Moments..." following this to see what one. And slept. And had a chat with Viki on MSN tonight.
And that's been my weekend. I've got an appointment at the Citizens Advice Bureau tomorrow morning, and then I guess my fate is to be in the shop for the rest of the day (so no sneaky blogging or SN postings, alas)...
